{{
`${userDetail.user.displayName}${userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode ? `#${standardizeBungieGlobalCode(userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode)}` : ""}`}}
{{getUserClans()}}
9/20/2015 8:17:57 AM
1
"Rosskyan huh?.. I hope you're less arrogant than the last leader I met.."
The tall man holds out a hand to shake, not seeing this Mafias name on the guest list.
English
-
-shakes his hand- " well the leader you met isnt wanted for over a million murders in these last few years i assume?"
-
"Ooo I like the sound of that" The handsome male grins, only a few inches taller than the mafia boss in front of him. He takes the man to the bar, ordering them both something strong "So what brings a mafia boos to this kind of event?.." The tall male inquires, his voice hushed enough to not be heard by any eavesdroppers.
-
-also in a hushed voice- " but also because i need to finish something special with my brother" -he gestures at his twin-
-
-they both take the drinks- " well honestly i came for the people. Just to see what they're like."-they both drink-
-
"The people of Neo-Centra?. Pompous and rich as ever.." He takes a long swig of the drink before setting it down. "You aren't from Neo are you?.. Somewhere else I can tell.."
-
" well yes you are right, but i wasn't talking about the rich. Anyways you are right. I am from rosskaya as is my brother. And you?"
-
"Me?.. I'm one of the pompous rich kids of Neo-centra, unlike my father however I can see the cities decline in a wealth.. That's why I was hoping someone like you would come round, a link"
-
" a link? To establish an understanding of the different social classes and different cities? Possibly."
-
Brandon laughs softly to himself. "No sir, but close.. You the mafia, you must work with various types of people hmm?.. You see I have my hand in that business too, my own small collective of a mafia.."
-
-shrugs- " yes. I have worked with a large number of clientele. Always finish an assignment. But my mafia group is... Extensive"
-
"Then it's nice to meet you sir, the names Scarrow" He tips his glass at the mafia boss. "Or scarecrow.. Either one I'm fine with.. Just keep Scarrow to the formalities.. When it's just you and I.." He says this in a calm voice, leaning on the table with his elbows, hands clasped together his chin. The young man seemed to have an idea brewing in him that Ivan would be able to sense, something promising.
-
" well, scarrow. I believe we could have a partnership of a sort in the future. I would live to work with you and your group." - the other man leans in and whispers something to ivan- " however i have to go. Important business and whatnot contact me if you need to" -gives contact number and leaves-
-
Brandon says farewell to the big time boss before finishing the drink and standing. He leans against the bar, seeing a beautiful wan alone in the huge room. "Two red wines please.. Make them large.." He walks over to the woman and offers her a drink, smiling as he flirts with her, one thing on his mind for tonight.
