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Post by doc on Aug 28, 2020 5:52:23 GMT -5
Charlotte and the Hunter both see the nervous-looking man enter the club. Once inside and out of line of sight, Charlotte couldn't hear his thoughts, but she could still sense a general unease and worry.
Alex made his way to the front entrance, but there were two men there, seemingly chatting with the plump drunk. They pushed him into Alex, and the chubby man wrapped an arm around Alex.
"See? Here? This guy...is my valet." The plump man chuckled. "So, you gonna let us in?"
The two men looked at each other, then they opened the door.
Charlotte and the Hunter could see that Alex was getting inside.
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Post by dakota on Aug 30, 2020 13:40:35 GMT -5
As the man wrapped his arm around him, Alex hid his surprise with a big smile and nod. "Sorry sir, I didn't realize you were so close to the front of the line." He was curious about several things, but for the moment he could not look his gift horse in the mouth. Once they were inside however, he did lean in close to his benefactor and uttered lowly, "Thank you, but why?"
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Post by Mierin on Sept 1, 2020 21:29:18 GMT -5
Charlotte raises an eyebrow. What in the world is he doing? she wonders to herself. Unsure of how to proceed, Charlotte stays where she is so she doesn't draw attention to herself.
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Post by yendorj on Sept 7, 2020 19:30:44 GMT -5
Heh, front door? Nice. Bold, direct, yet stupid. He smiles keeping an eye on Alex and the new arrival, attention split between them.
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Post by doc on Sept 8, 2020 5:59:14 GMT -5
As he leaned in, he could see that the man he was supporting was wearing a thick layer of stage make-up, as well as putty and some kind of clay around his eyes to make him look different. The dark brown eyes looked right back at him. "Just a concerned citizen. Drop me off at the kitchen - I'll get your friends in. You look about for the target. We'll talk later." His voice suggested he was not asking for your input.
Outside, Charlotte and the Hunter could see the service entrance door swing out so hard as to knock out the guard waiting there.
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Post by dakota on Sept 8, 2020 12:57:42 GMT -5
Alex still didn't understand, but he had been taught to take advantage of opportunities. "Yessir." Going fairly slowly so he could look around, Alex led his benefactor to the kitchen and parted ways. He stayed close to the kitchen but slipped back to the shadows a bit to watch And listen for anything that might lead him to the Voice
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Post by yendorj on Sept 9, 2020 7:34:27 GMT -5
<Confound it!> Moving into a better spot to see what the heck just happened.
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Post by doc on Sept 25, 2020 4:57:14 GMT -5
Charlotte and the Hunter, both possessing senses sharper than that that of a normal human, could hear the voice attached to the hand waving them in through the rear entrance to the kitchen.
"If you want to catch the Voice, you should probably come in. Don't worry - I'm here to help. But you need to hurry."
Alex watched the crowd through the smoke and the lighting; their fashion marked them as well-to-do, but the sheen of their faces reflected a cruel light on their smiles.
Many of the eyes were on Jill herself, which became more apparent as she strode right up to you.
"Hello, big boy. You're new." She smiled. "What's your gig?"
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Post by yendorj on Sept 25, 2020 7:18:25 GMT -5
Having no real other plan of action, Hunter moves into the kitchen, the cut down rifle still under his long coat.
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Post by Mierin on Sept 27, 2020 19:01:02 GMT -5
Figuring she shouldn't look a fit horse in the mouth, Charlotte heads into the kitchen, hoping to figure out the identity of the voice.
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Post by dakota on Oct 4, 2020 6:05:51 GMT -5
Alex could not believe his poor luck as he looked around the room and realized the hostess herself was approaching him. Alex bowed slightly, trying to avoid eye contact long enough to compose himself, "Miss Jill, it's an honour to meet you. I'm nobody Ma'am, just an ward who was brought along to help get home after an evening out. If you can wait a moment, my guardian should be back any moment and I'm certain he would love to meet you as well." He smiled as he tried to deflect politely.
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Post by doc on Oct 4, 2020 14:15:24 GMT -5
Charlotte and Hunter enter the kitchen one after the other. Three of the kitchen staff have been knocked unconscious, tied to the shelves as the man who gestured them in had finished changing. He was discarding some kind of padded suit to disguise his size, and the former fat man was now a thinner figure in a stylish double breasted suit and fedora. "Ready?" The man was throwing his outer disguise into one of the trash cans. He had a goatee (though Hunter suspected it was attached with spirit gum) and dark black hair, and piercing brown eyes besides large horn-rimmed glasses. "I suggest we pool our resources quickly."
He strode out of the kitchen, and Alex recognized the voice of his accomplice despite his changed appearance. "Good evening - Kevin Orton, head of Orton Petrochemicals." He handed his fedora to Alex. "Find a rack for that, will you?"
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Post by yendorj on Oct 5, 2020 7:07:25 GMT -5
Brow furrows, little confused but follows.
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Post by dakota on Oct 13, 2020 7:30:56 GMT -5
"Yes Mr Orton."Alex replied, catching the man's name just as he caught the hat. "Excuse me Ma'am." Alex nodded politely to Jill as he slipped away, towards the main entrance where he could see a coat check. He took his time, listening and looking around as he passed through the crowd before reaching the coat check, and checking Orton's fedora and his own coat.
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Post by Mierin on Oct 14, 2020 18:39:10 GMT -5
Charlotte nods. "Agreed. Is there a plan?"
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