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Post by yendor on Mar 27, 2012 18:59:07 GMT -5
Rex sighs to himself, putting on a 'my girl just left me' face hearing that, having wanted to spend an evening with free food and connections.
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Post by dakota on Mar 28, 2012 9:02:42 GMT -5
The last part concerned Lex. He knew something was up by the way the mosters were talking. He kept working his way towards the kitchen, watching the crowd. He knew Vivian was in the room, but had intentionally stayed away to give her some space. Spotting her, he locked eyes for a moment with a stern look, but then realized she was with a young man. so he smirked slightly while shaking his head just enough to be noticed before heading directly to the kitchen.
He set his tray down as soon as he was through the door to the kitchen. He glanced at [whoever is present]as he took off his apron," I have to grab some air. Back in a few minutes." he said headed for the door, and his armor hidden behind the seat of his beat up truck. He couldn't help but grumble for not having a gun on him.
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Post by thorley on Mar 31, 2012 22:19:08 GMT -5
Caleb snorts but nods and gives the closest thing to a smile he ever manages, at least when in publc. "Lester" he acknowleges "Everything was great until I showed up here, I can't stand these things. I have too much work to do, to be sitting here being seen like a bloody manequin, while I listen to everyone talk crap about how my parents did business without even caring what things are like now that I'm in charge. Besides most of them ultimatly complain abou my folks having been ruthless in buisiness, while they're all trying to be sharks themselves. A bunch of blasted hypocrits that seem to be mad mostly because my kin simply did it better than them".
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Post by doc on Apr 1, 2012 11:53:03 GMT -5
Lex, as you're gathering your things, you notice a couple of large vans pulling up on the street from a rival catering company - one that you know hasn't had a lot of customers of late.
Lester slaps Caleb on the back. "Then tell me, my boy. I think I can stand to hear your tale. And perhaps, help move things forward for you. You don't have to be alone, you know." He smiles.
Rex, you drift away from the crowd, when you notice the Chamber's chairman heading to the microphone, next to him is a tall, sharp dressed individual who seems familiar to you.
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Post by dakota on Apr 3, 2012 11:27:55 GMT -5
Lex tilted his head as the competitiion arrived. He paused, then got in the truck and watched. "I thought those guys went out of business... he muttered to himself. Quietly, he began to get his equipment out, his tommy trencher out first and loaded, just in case the wrong person got curious
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Post by Mierin on Apr 3, 2012 11:33:52 GMT -5
Vivian is about to respond to Mr. Cannon when she sees Lex shaking his head at her. Vivian says politely to Mr. Cannon, "There is something I must attend to, excuse me please." Vivian then heads to find Lex and try to find out what is going on.
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Post by thorley on Apr 4, 2012 3:02:30 GMT -5
"Not much to say other than what I've already said Lester, and I'm not much of a one for bellyaching anyway. What's been going on with you? You seem a bit more comfortable with this entire political scene than I am".
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Post by yendor on Apr 7, 2012 21:51:01 GMT -5
Pauses, turning his attention momentarily to pick up some more food off a tray, keeping his attention from being too obvious, thinking, 'Familiar...but can't place the face...'
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Post by doc on Apr 8, 2012 9:50:33 GMT -5
Vivian finds Lex getting his armor on in the car. She also notes the other vans pulling up.
Lester cracks a smirk. "What can I say, when one of the richest manufacturing magnates on East Coast comes to town, I'm thinking opportunity!"
Rex recognizes him, finally - that's Arnold Powell, head of Powell Aviation - a real pioneer in aircraft development. He was an Ace during the War, and then turned out to be a pretty good designer and businessman in his own right.
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Post by thorley on Apr 9, 2012 16:52:22 GMT -5
Caleb snorts again "Humph, well manufacuring isn't really my thing, but for the sake of small talk what kind of oppertunity do you think your looking at?"
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Post by yendor on Apr 9, 2012 19:56:04 GMT -5
Rex smiles making his way through the crowd, approaching Arnold Powell. "Mr. Powell, a pleasure to run into you here. Tell me, how're things at Powell Aviation?"
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Post by dakota on Apr 11, 2012 11:35:17 GMT -5
Lex jumped slightly as Vivian appeared by the truck. " Dammit girl, you know better than to sneak up on me like that." He sputtered as he slid his armor on, turning his attention back to the rival vans. " something big is about to happen."
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Post by Mierin on Apr 12, 2012 10:52:04 GMT -5
Vivian grins at Lex as she says, "I wasn't sneaking up. You just weren't paying attention." A twinkle appears in Vivian's eyes when Lex mentions something big is about to happen. "Can I help?"
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Post by dakota on Apr 12, 2012 13:41:16 GMT -5
"Isn't your mom in there?" Lex countered," what happened if she recognizes you?"
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Post by doc on Apr 13, 2012 18:44:34 GMT -5
(Lex and Vivian)
The two of you see 8 men get out of the backs of each of the vans -they are wearing bandanas across their faces and all are armed - pistols, knives, and clubs.
(Caleb)
"Rumor has it Powell's looking for some land for a new airfield. Perhaps you and I can combine resources? Sweeten the pot, eh?" Lester gives Caleb a friendly jab to the ribs.
(Rex)
Powell looks at you with momentary confusion. A surprise, really, as you'd figure a magnate of his rep would know all the local players. "oh, fine, fine, and yourself?" He gives an insincere smile.
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