Rooms

[Late Saturday, the effect of the Valentine's wishes fade - mostly.

The mobs are back, with the Maroni and Falcone families again having fealty from the smaller mobs in the city. All of the mob-run businesses are back where they were before wishes made them change, and GCPD and all political offices are corrupt once more. There are no more pesky compulsions to share feelings or find quiet corners for sexy deeds, distractions are distracting, and Gotham looks like Gotham again.

However, some things remain: Bruce Wayne is still Mayor, for example, and the mobs have a tiny new problem to deal with. Their resources, non-existent during the two weeks of relative peace, are depleted. Saturday night is spent with both Families taking inventory in their locked strongholds, and Sunday morning begins the chaos of rebuilding, restoring power and increasing footprints. New recruits and new working girls are snatched off the streets, kidnapped, blackmailed, etc. The rich are all hit for funds and support, with some unfortunate casualties as a result, and the prostitution and drug trades skyrocket.

Welcome back, Gotham.]

[During this.]

Does anyone live in a warm city?

Okay, so I feel like a thank you is definitely off the table. I don't think you helped. [...] What'd I ask for, anyway?

[Locked to Eddie N]
Well, how do you feel about recent events? Namely blonde recent events? Also, the meeting this morning was cutthroat. So, my question to you is, do we warn GCPD about the Heights families on the take list? Honestly, I don't care if they blackmail those people to get their funds back up, and I think we're better off not having everyone worry about a mole in the Family.

Who: Louis and Sam
What: A chat in the basement.
Where: Shadowcrest, DC door.
When: Today.
Warnings/Rating: TBD.

( If it weren't for the sigils hemming him in to his side of the broad basement chamber, and his long look, all might have seemed to have gone back to normal again. )

[Phone call.]

Ring.