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Post by redragon on Apr 10, 2007 20:36:04 GMT -5
The place, Brooklyn, NY. Club Murder, one of New York's most imfamous fight clubs, at one time own by fearsome crimelord, was recently "won" by Darius Duke. This place had become a second home to him. LOTU's base of operations in New York. He sits with his allies in the main office, an elaborately put together room, designed by Emmanuelle herself. He sits with a glass of Cristal in hand. Downstairs, the crowd begins to file in for the evenings "entertainment". But Darius himself was expecting "visitors" himself.
What does he have with being "Fashionably late"? Always one to make a dramatic entrance. Isn't he??? [/b] |
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Post by emma on Apr 10, 2007 20:41:56 GMT -5
Emmanuelle sits and the edge of the desk, patiently awaiting there "visitor". She looks to Darius and answers.
Is that a hint of jealousy I hear in your voice? You're still so envious of him. We've got a good thing here. New York is ours. HE'S playing on a bigger battlefield. Like my father always said, "Choose your battles". We don't have the man power he does. Hence is why I arranged this little meeting. Remember?
She checks her watch. There visitor would be arriving shortly. |
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Post by sab on Apr 10, 2007 20:54:22 GMT -5
The office door opens, and Sabastien steps inside. He give a quick glance at the room.
Quiant...
He changes his glance to Emmanuelle.
J'espère que je ne perds pas mon temps ici. La compagnie que vous gardez est maintenant moins puis à ma satisfaction. Au moins Seifer a la classe.
(I trust that I'm not wasting my time here. The company you keep now is less then to my satisfaction. At least Seifer has class.)
He shoots a glance to Darius. Chances were he STILL probably couldn't speak french...
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Post by emma on Apr 10, 2007 20:59:50 GMT -5
Emmanuelle shakes her head. Sabastien was as cold and callous as ever. She answers him back in there native tongue.
Seifer n'a eu aucune ambition. Il était heureux avec New York de contrôle juste. Darius regarde pour commander plus. C'est pourquoi je vous ai appelé ici. Pour faire une affaire.
(Seifer had no ambition. He was happy with just controlling New York. Darius looks to control more. That's why I've called you here. To make a deal.)
She rises from the edge of the desk and walks over behind Darius. She rests her arms on his broad shoulders.
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Post by redragon on Apr 10, 2007 21:04:24 GMT -5
Darius raises his hand to caress Emmanuelle's arm. He stares at Sabastien and speaks.
Seifer's old news. So's his brother. So is The Dynasty and anyone else who mattered in New York since the last time you came here. It ALL runs through me now. But the problem is, there's enemies at the gates, so to speak. I'm almost certain Seifer's planning to "retake his throne". And I heard about the little thing down in Chelsea at Club 40. It must truly suck having your world class fighters beat up by some nobody. So I'm proposing, I scratch your back. You scratch mines.
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Post by sab on Apr 10, 2007 21:12:49 GMT -5
Sabastien's response was quick and precise.
So you have picked a some from Emmanuelle. Cute. But answer me this. What possible help could YOU offer me, Duke. I have more power worldwide 'zen you can possibly hope to attain. And 'ze man wh defeated my men was no amateur. It was EVAN FATE. A man who might I add poses just as big a threat as Seifer. He knows of 'ze Monarchs. Which means SOMEONE under your umbrella was foolish enough to be beaten by him, AND tell him of them. So again I ask, what can you possible offer me.[/font]
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Post by redragon on Apr 10, 2007 21:19:42 GMT -5
Darrius, not one to be outwitted, responds.
You're man Thanatos got it handed to him by Simon Fierhart. He took out Rasputin, he beat Thanatos, what's to stop him from coming after YOU next? I can can keep him busy. Keep him off the beaten path. And I can take care of Fate, Griffon & Lionalt. All I need from you is some of that limitless backing you have. I know you're one of the big boys. But you had to start somewhere. What I'm offering you, are fists. My fists, AND Wrekk's fist. Strength in numbers Gallas. They've got numbers too, but they don't know who's playing the game yet. We do. We can take them all out before they know what hit them. You'll have total control off GGE, I'll have the means to take control of the entire east coast, and The Monarchs, well...they'll have themselves another "asset" in me. It's a win win. |
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Post by sab on Apr 10, 2007 21:42:09 GMT -5
Like that, Darius had made a substancially valid point. If Fierhart managed to best Thanatos once, what was to say he couldn't again. Then there was the Evan Fate factor. The fact that he knew to look for him with the little info of "The Monarchs" he had held some weight as well. Then there were the x-factors. Devlin and The Lost Boyz. Sabastien knew he couldn't leave it to chance. And if Duke was offering, why should he turn him down.
You do realize 'zat failure is not an option. You've made bold claims in 'ze past and came though on 'zem. But to fail me...AND The Monarchs means you face something far worse 'zen Seifer Griffon. Are we clear?[/color][/font]
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Post by emma on Apr 10, 2007 21:43:32 GMT -5
Before Darius can answer, Emmanuelle does it first.
Crystal clear, Sabastien. So, do we have a deal? |
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Post by sab on Apr 10, 2007 21:47:34 GMT -5
Sabastien turns towards the door and says...
Hold up you end of 'zis, and I will make you both ROYALTY. I need not say what happens should you not. Au revoir.[/font][/b]
Gallas continues to walk, opening the door. He closes it behind him, leaving the pair alone once again.
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Post by redragon on Apr 10, 2007 21:54:15 GMT -5
Darius speaks.
That guy is a real asshole. But we need what he has. I don't trust him. I never did. But this isn't about trust, this is about getting a foot in the door. Which we now have. And the first order off business is me and Wrekk getting re-aquainted with our old pals Seifer and Sion.
Darius rises from his seat. He throws on his jacket and heads for the door.
I've got to catch up with Wrekk. I'm leaving things here to you.
Don't Disappoint. |
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Post by emma on Apr 10, 2007 21:58:09 GMT -5
Emmanuelle answers Darius with confidence.
Since when have I ever done that?
As Darius leaves the office, Emmanuelle sits in his chair. Her smile soon changes to a look of concern. She may have caused Darius to make a deal with The Devil, as in dealing with Gallas in the past, she knew just what kind of stakes he played in. Still, she had faith in what Darius could do. She wouldn't have turned her back on Seifer if she didn't. Time would tell if this deal was a good idea, or the beginning of the end for there reign over New York's underground.
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