[Sodium_noir] Killing Time at Harlequins

[eugene mcfadden]

>Titus, Rachel, Lenny, Karl, The Tongs
>Undead and loving it, Chinese as they wanna be
>
> > Titus nodded, ' A good assessment.  For myself, I'll be staying to
> > the shadows.  Familiarity breeds contempt; better that I am the
> > mysterious scary Khan in the background, you can be my presence on
> > the ground.  Yip and Butterball will report to you as much as to me,
> > and the Tongs can see you as a power.  It will... bolster you in
> > this city.  A strong priest means a strong pack.'
>
>Once again, Rachel feels Titus' cosmic tongue grooming her to take over
>his position, when he moves up... and like most tongues, she finds it
>both alluring and disturbing.
>
> > Titus stood, stretched, cracking and popping his back a he went.  '
> > For myself, I intend to find a... a base of opertions for us... Khan
> > had his palace, I want something less showy... any ideas?'
>
>"Tell truth, I don't know Chinatown too well.  I think the factory was
>a good idea - lots of space, more than adequate power for any onsite
>security we need during the daylight.  And if we make it one of those
>more modern metal buildings, it should be a little harder to burn down
>around our ears."

OOC: bugger, messed up...

' Yeah, good points, but I'm thinking I want to put some space between my 
image and Akrill's image.  Factory's his thing, I want... I dunno.  I always 
wanted to run a bar or something... maybe a taxi stand.'

He scratched his chin.

' We'll see, I'll chat to Yip.  You cool for the rest of the night?'

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