Kiki
Still trying to repress her embarrassment and maintain some dignity, Kiki lowered her head a little as Tom dealt the cards.
"No tricks, at all, got that?" she said to pretty much everyone around the table.
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"Oh, of course now, how dare I suggest such a thing!" Kiki smiled sarcastically at Joseph. Following suit, she also dropped her voice as she picked up her cards. Not a bad hand...
"I think this one mainly relies on Lola's seduction of the man, then we'd be able to do something from there. ...Unless we want to do something... 'flashy', like at the zoo," she suggested in a heavily iced tone, eyes glaring at Mickey in particular.
"Oh, of course now, how dare I suggest such a thing!" Kiki smiled sarcastically at Joseph. Following suit, she also dropped her voice as she picked up her cards. Not a bad hand...
"I think this one mainly relies on Lola's seduction of the man, then we'd be able to do something from there. ...Unless we want to do something... 'flashy', like at the zoo," she suggested in a heavily iced tone, eyes glaring at Mickey in particular.
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Angel looked over at the group, they seemed to have themselves occupied. "I think I'll try to talk to Mr. White." She made her way through the club over to his table and smiled sweetly at him. "Why hello Mr. White. It really is quite nice to actually see you in person. Lola has told me ever so much about you, and I just couldn't wait to see you for myself." She hoped she wasn't laying it on too thickly.
Angel looked over at the group, they seemed to have themselves occupied. "I think I'll try to talk to Mr. White." She made her way through the club over to his table and smiled sweetly at him. "Why hello Mr. White. It really is quite nice to actually see you in person. Lola has told me ever so much about you, and I just couldn't wait to see you for myself." She hoped she wasn't laying it on too thickly.
"Rock, paper, Grenade! I win!" -My little sister.
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Lola
Lola watched Angel as she approached the man; she hoped he wasn't quite... aware enough to be suspicious. Although she realised that if she spent too long out of his sight, he may well realise that the jig, as they say, is up. Hopefully.
As the bawdy young lady on stage was halfway through her last song, and as much as Lola hated to admit it, the centre of attention for several patrons of the Cage - her rather... shapely appearance may have had something to do with it, but not all - Lola decided that it was time for her to excuse herself and begin preparing for her 'act'.
Running her gaze across the room for the last time, Lola turned and glided through the curtain.
Once on the other side, however, she hastened to where her appointed spot was, to touch up her makeup - everything had to be perfect all the time here, much to her irritance - and prepare herself before singin what she hoped would be the last songs Mr White would ever hear.
Lola watched Angel as she approached the man; she hoped he wasn't quite... aware enough to be suspicious. Although she realised that if she spent too long out of his sight, he may well realise that the jig, as they say, is up. Hopefully.
As the bawdy young lady on stage was halfway through her last song, and as much as Lola hated to admit it, the centre of attention for several patrons of the Cage - her rather... shapely appearance may have had something to do with it, but not all - Lola decided that it was time for her to excuse herself and begin preparing for her 'act'.
Running her gaze across the room for the last time, Lola turned and glided through the curtain.
Once on the other side, however, she hastened to where her appointed spot was, to touch up her makeup - everything had to be perfect all the time here, much to her irritance - and prepare herself before singin what she hoped would be the last songs Mr White would ever hear.
If I told you I was innocent, would you believe me?
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Angel looked over at the group, they seemed to have themselves occupied. "I think I'll try to talk to Mr. White." She made her way through the club over to his table and smiled sweetly at him. "Why hello Mr. White. It really is quite nice to actually see you in person. Lola has told me ever so much about you, and I just couldn't wait to see you for myself." She hoped she wasn't laying it on too thickly.
Mr. White
He turned to face Angel. Mr. White's face drained of all it's color. He prided himself, justifiably so, in his ability to remain cool but he was having difficulty maintaining his composure. His face may have read like a blank slate, but he was quite confused and perhaps elated. He decided Angel could stay.
He nodded her way- he wasn't much of a talker.
Just then, he managed to catch Lola's eye and she smiled at him.
Now he was SURE he'd gone to heaven. He even let a little smile crack- a rarity to be sure. When Lola turned to head to her set, Mr. White finally stopped mooning and turned back to angel- a questioning look on his face.
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The last singer finished with a small titter from the crowd and the lights dimmed as the stage hands set things in place for Lola's set.
Lola
Finishing her touchups, Lola passed the girl on her way to the stage, her head obviously in the clouds with a dopey grin on her face. Lola schooled her face to stillness as she paused by the edge of the stage. Despite her idea that she should sing some silly love ditty, it turned out that the musicians thought it was so out of character they played it for a different singer. So she was back to her 'usual' forms of music, which she supposed wouldn't draw uneeded attention to her choice of music.
Ah well.
She took a deep breath before doing her best to glide onstage to stop before the microphone, smiling faintly as the band started up, playing one of her favourite songs.
Stand still, stay right here.
The sky is falling down,
Did you see?
Hunting the shadow,
It’ll knock you out.
And before you know it,
You’ll be on your feet again.
Think you’re out of it?
Think again.
Hate everything you stand for,
You can’t take much more.
Well buck up,
You can’t get out,
You’re in it for life.
You’re not quite sure
How you got here,
But by God,
You aren’t leaving.
So hold on tight,
It’s do or die,
And you can’t die yet.
You can fight all you want,
But that don’t mean a thing.
They’ve got your neck in a noose,
And the only way out is down.
But that damn trapdoor
Aint budging an inch.
So go find your own way out.
But until then sugar,
By God,
You’re not going anywhere.
No way you’ll find a way,
You’ll stay right here.
By God,
You’re not going anywhere.
She was grateful that the lights were slightly dimmed for her act, leaving her able to see every detail of her audience that she deemed necessary. Not that she used it now, of course. She would chance a glance at Mr White when she finished her act and not before. For now, she watched the back wall, with her eyes almost half closed to give the impression of familiarity with each person in the audience.
Finishing her touchups, Lola passed the girl on her way to the stage, her head obviously in the clouds with a dopey grin on her face. Lola schooled her face to stillness as she paused by the edge of the stage. Despite her idea that she should sing some silly love ditty, it turned out that the musicians thought it was so out of character they played it for a different singer. So she was back to her 'usual' forms of music, which she supposed wouldn't draw uneeded attention to her choice of music.
Ah well.
She took a deep breath before doing her best to glide onstage to stop before the microphone, smiling faintly as the band started up, playing one of her favourite songs.
Stand still, stay right here.
The sky is falling down,
Did you see?
Hunting the shadow,
It’ll knock you out.
And before you know it,
You’ll be on your feet again.
Think you’re out of it?
Think again.
Hate everything you stand for,
You can’t take much more.
Well buck up,
You can’t get out,
You’re in it for life.
You’re not quite sure
How you got here,
But by God,
You aren’t leaving.
So hold on tight,
It’s do or die,
And you can’t die yet.
You can fight all you want,
But that don’t mean a thing.
They’ve got your neck in a noose,
And the only way out is down.
But that damn trapdoor
Aint budging an inch.
So go find your own way out.
But until then sugar,
By God,
You’re not going anywhere.
No way you’ll find a way,
You’ll stay right here.
By God,
You’re not going anywhere.
She was grateful that the lights were slightly dimmed for her act, leaving her able to see every detail of her audience that she deemed necessary. Not that she used it now, of course. She would chance a glance at Mr White when she finished her act and not before. For now, she watched the back wall, with her eyes almost half closed to give the impression of familiarity with each person in the audience.
If I told you I was innocent, would you believe me?
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Kiki had to admit; Lola was quite talented, but she could do no more than hide behind her cards as Mickey let his appreciation be known to the entire place. As the applause died down, and the owners of the looks their table had received went back to their own things, Kiki whispered through gritted teeth. "WHAT did I tell you not too long ago?!" Sighing, she gave up all hope of remaining dignified and lady-like, dropping her head on the table, before deciding it was better if her arms lay between her head and the table. Her hand fluttered to the floor, revealing a pair of queens.
"Any more thoughts on the last few hours of Mr. White's life?" she muttered through the gaps between her arms and face, not bothering to remain subtle in case of eavesdroppers.
Kiki had to admit; Lola was quite talented, but she could do no more than hide behind her cards as Mickey let his appreciation be known to the entire place. As the applause died down, and the owners of the looks their table had received went back to their own things, Kiki whispered through gritted teeth. "WHAT did I tell you not too long ago?!" Sighing, she gave up all hope of remaining dignified and lady-like, dropping her head on the table, before deciding it was better if her arms lay between her head and the table. Her hand fluttered to the floor, revealing a pair of queens.
"Any more thoughts on the last few hours of Mr. White's life?" she muttered through the gaps between her arms and face, not bothering to remain subtle in case of eavesdroppers.
My imaginary friend says you have serious mental problems.
Tom:
A little distracted, at the honest verosity of the little mob moll, Tom let slip a laugh when her head hit. He so did love slapstick, but he wasn't sure if he'd be paying for that later. Although, something she said did have an impact- besides her head (still funny).
"Wait, last few hours?" He laid down a full house, Jacks and Fours. "I'm not saying I won't help rough him up, scare him maybe, but I aint killin ANYBODY".
A little distracted, at the honest verosity of the little mob moll, Tom let slip a laugh when her head hit. He so did love slapstick, but he wasn't sure if he'd be paying for that later. Although, something she said did have an impact- besides her head (still funny).
"Wait, last few hours?" He laid down a full house, Jacks and Fours. "I'm not saying I won't help rough him up, scare him maybe, but I aint killin ANYBODY".
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Joseph
In spite of himself he laughed when her head hit the table too, of course it didn't help that Tom was laughing too.
"Can't say I like it either, killing isn't exactly my MO... Happy to start a barfight and drag him out the back for 'questioning' but I'm not ending noones life. Oh I'm out, my two pair can't touch that full house. I hope he's got some money in his pockets, 'cause I'm going broke fast"
He let out a little gafaw at himself and glanced around at the room to see if anyone was paying their conversation any attention.
In spite of himself he laughed when her head hit the table too, of course it didn't help that Tom was laughing too.
"Can't say I like it either, killing isn't exactly my MO... Happy to start a barfight and drag him out the back for 'questioning' but I'm not ending noones life. Oh I'm out, my two pair can't touch that full house. I hope he's got some money in his pockets, 'cause I'm going broke fast"
He let out a little gafaw at himself and glanced around at the room to see if anyone was paying their conversation any attention.
"Some people play tennis, I erode the human soul."
Tom:
He felt a bit of a cold sweat as he took in the people at the table. He REALLY wasn't running with a sympathetic crowd, now was he. He swallowed.
He had made a promise.
"I'm just saying, it aint necessary. So, no. We're not killing him. Don't make me force the matter."
He was actively not looking at anybody, but Tom could do math, and he wasn't too confidant in the odds if this didn't fly. Atleast, he was PRETTY sure he could take at least two of them down with him...fighting dirty of course.
He picked up the dropped cards and shuffled again.
He felt a bit of a cold sweat as he took in the people at the table. He REALLY wasn't running with a sympathetic crowd, now was he. He swallowed.
He had made a promise.
"I'm just saying, it aint necessary. So, no. We're not killing him. Don't make me force the matter."
He was actively not looking at anybody, but Tom could do math, and he wasn't too confidant in the odds if this didn't fly. Atleast, he was PRETTY sure he could take at least two of them down with him...fighting dirty of course.
He picked up the dropped cards and shuffled again.
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"if i remember correctly, a dead Mr. White is what tha Don wanted, AFTER we get 'im ta spill. aint that right?"
"if i remember correctly, a dead Mr. White is what tha Don wanted, AFTER we get 'im ta spill. aint that right?"
i hav gone to find myself. if i get back before i return, let me know.
in the immortal words of Captin Jack Sparrow ~ "oh bugger."
"people r like machines. it cant hurt to press evrey button at least once."
"Violence solves everything. If the problem isn't solved, there are still survivors you missed."
in the immortal words of Captin Jack Sparrow ~ "oh bugger."
"people r like machines. it cant hurt to press evrey button at least once."
"Violence solves everything. If the problem isn't solved, there are still survivors you missed."
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Joseph
"All kinds of ways to get rid of someone without killing them. And the Don just wants this guy out. I'm sure that there is a way out of this without getting anyones hands bloody. Now how about we deal with this life and death stuff when it comes about, for now, lets just watch Lola work her stuff, enjoy some cards and figure out how we're going to get him out of the club and ask him some questions. Whose deal?"
This was some casual talk about a mans life. He was trying to keep his cool, but this scared him half to death. Once again he found himself thinking that age old adage, "What the HELL have gotten myself into?"
"All kinds of ways to get rid of someone without killing them. And the Don just wants this guy out. I'm sure that there is a way out of this without getting anyones hands bloody. Now how about we deal with this life and death stuff when it comes about, for now, lets just watch Lola work her stuff, enjoy some cards and figure out how we're going to get him out of the club and ask him some questions. Whose deal?"
This was some casual talk about a mans life. He was trying to keep his cool, but this scared him half to death. Once again he found himself thinking that age old adage, "What the HELL have gotten myself into?"
"Some people play tennis, I erode the human soul."
Lola
Lola paused for a moment when the band started up again, playing a tune she didn't expect. Damnit, she told them not to go into her room! It was a long song, and not one she ever wanted to have to sing to the public. Smoothing over her anger, Lola opened her mouth, surprising herself by hearing the first notes of the song come out unwavering.
"Last night I had a dream.
I dreamt a man came to my room
And stole my heart
From beyond my chained gate.
He swept into my dream
And carried me away
Into a hall of frozen mirrors
All broken and bent each way.
He beckoned me come;
Why was I afraid?
He couldn’t see
All the shattered people
Bleeding and begging
In his reflection.
He stole me away from there,
Through mountains so high
And valleys so cold.
The wind held him aloft,
And on his back rode the sun,
While his cloak held the stars.
They clung to his safekeeping,
And when he wept, rejoiced.
Silver tears cascaded
Down his emerald robe,
Where the pearl’d stars
Took in their fallen brethren,
And gave them wings.
He wept not a tear with me,
Yet those childe abounded,
Urging the sky
To let loose,
And coat us in its breath.
A mirror on land,
Seamless and perfect
Within a barren wasteland.
Cold to the touch,
It shrank away,
And as I chased after it,
And gathered up its quivering heart,
The man turned stone,
The thief choked,
And begged
His heart returned.
When I did refuse,
He locked my heart
In his cage of rock,
And left me stranded,
With only his cold heart
To find my way."
It really wasn't something she'd normally write, much less sing; but she had had a dream simjilar, and written it at the spur of a moment. She was beginning to regret it now. One good thing, she supposed, was that she only had one or two more songs before she could disappear for the night. And 'take care' of this Mr White.
Lola paused for a moment when the band started up again, playing a tune she didn't expect. Damnit, she told them not to go into her room! It was a long song, and not one she ever wanted to have to sing to the public. Smoothing over her anger, Lola opened her mouth, surprising herself by hearing the first notes of the song come out unwavering.
"Last night I had a dream.
I dreamt a man came to my room
And stole my heart
From beyond my chained gate.
He swept into my dream
And carried me away
Into a hall of frozen mirrors
All broken and bent each way.
He beckoned me come;
Why was I afraid?
He couldn’t see
All the shattered people
Bleeding and begging
In his reflection.
He stole me away from there,
Through mountains so high
And valleys so cold.
The wind held him aloft,
And on his back rode the sun,
While his cloak held the stars.
They clung to his safekeeping,
And when he wept, rejoiced.
Silver tears cascaded
Down his emerald robe,
Where the pearl’d stars
Took in their fallen brethren,
And gave them wings.
He wept not a tear with me,
Yet those childe abounded,
Urging the sky
To let loose,
And coat us in its breath.
A mirror on land,
Seamless and perfect
Within a barren wasteland.
Cold to the touch,
It shrank away,
And as I chased after it,
And gathered up its quivering heart,
The man turned stone,
The thief choked,
And begged
His heart returned.
When I did refuse,
He locked my heart
In his cage of rock,
And left me stranded,
With only his cold heart
To find my way."
It really wasn't something she'd normally write, much less sing; but she had had a dream simjilar, and written it at the spur of a moment. She was beginning to regret it now. One good thing, she supposed, was that she only had one or two more songs before she could disappear for the night. And 'take care' of this Mr White.
If I told you I was innocent, would you believe me?
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Tom:
He decided he was going to buy Joseph another drink. It was nice having someone on his side for once, sides Kid anyway.
Tom happened to look over to Mr. White. The man was enjoying Angel's attention, but he was enchanted by Lola. Tom let the idea of jealousy fizzle out. It was stupid to care. He couldn't see where White got off thinking they were there for him anyway, the weasle faced half pint. Sure, they WERE there for HIM, but they weren't THERE for him. You know? Forget it. He had to admit that Lola was pretty swingin'.
"Hey, Joe, what'll you have?" He flagged the waiter.
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Mr.White was mentally building up his courage to actually speak to Lola tonight, especially since she seemed to have finally noticed his wicked style. Mr. White smiled inwardly and wondered if Angel was making his dove jealous. He hoped so.
He decided he was going to buy Joseph another drink. It was nice having someone on his side for once, sides Kid anyway.
Tom happened to look over to Mr. White. The man was enjoying Angel's attention, but he was enchanted by Lola. Tom let the idea of jealousy fizzle out. It was stupid to care. He couldn't see where White got off thinking they were there for him anyway, the weasle faced half pint. Sure, they WERE there for HIM, but they weren't THERE for him. You know? Forget it. He had to admit that Lola was pretty swingin'.
"Hey, Joe, what'll you have?" He flagged the waiter.
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Mr.White was mentally building up his courage to actually speak to Lola tonight, especially since she seemed to have finally noticed his wicked style. Mr. White smiled inwardly and wondered if Angel was making his dove jealous. He hoped so.
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"Buyin me a drink? Looking at becoming good friends I can see! Something strong my friend, something strong, and if its got an umbrella in it, I'm hittin' someone."
Waiting, the waiting was really getting to him, it was his first time out on the job and this whole thing made his skin crawl. Oh well, at least he was getting a freind and a drink.
"Buyin me a drink? Looking at becoming good friends I can see! Something strong my friend, something strong, and if its got an umbrella in it, I'm hittin' someone."
Waiting, the waiting was really getting to him, it was his first time out on the job and this whole thing made his skin crawl. Oh well, at least he was getting a freind and a drink.
"Some people play tennis, I erode the human soul."
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Angel sighed, Mr. White didn't seem to be much of a talker. He had seemed more interested in watching Lola than trying to talk to her. She decided to play up to that a bit.
"Lola has quite the voice, doesn't she?" Angel tried to look as innocent and sweet as she could. "You know, I think that you should talk with her. You two could make a really nice couple." Angel knew thatLola would probably want to kill her if she knew she Angel had said that, but she thought it might be an easy way to get Mr. White away from a crowd.
Angel sighed, Mr. White didn't seem to be much of a talker. He had seemed more interested in watching Lola than trying to talk to her. She decided to play up to that a bit.
"Lola has quite the voice, doesn't she?" Angel tried to look as innocent and sweet as she could. "You know, I think that you should talk with her. You two could make a really nice couple." Angel knew thatLola would probably want to kill her if she knew she Angel had said that, but she thought it might be an easy way to get Mr. White away from a crowd.
"Rock, paper, Grenade! I win!" -My little sister.
Dyslexics untie!
Dyslexics untie!
Mr White:LadyNightshade wrote:Angel
Angel sighed, Mr. White didn't seem to be much of a talker. He had seemed more interested in watching Lola than trying to talk to her. She decided to play up to that a bit.
"Lola has quite the voice, doesn't she?" Angel tried to look as innocent and sweet as she could. "You know, I think that you should talk with her. You two could make a really nice couple." Angel knew thatLola would probably want to kill her if she knew she Angel had said that, but she thought it might be an easy way to get Mr. White away from a crowd.
He raised an eyebrow, what was she up to? One minute she was telling him how great he was and now she was trying to pawn him off?
"......"
He shrugged.
He was just being paranoid, he was sure, maybe this lovely Lady was Lola's friend or attendant. In THAT case, she'd do anything in her power to flatter him if she didn't know he was already enamored with Lola. That way he'd happily go along with her. Yes, that sounded reasonable.
"Would you introduce us?"