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lysander mountford-miles ([info]lysandermm) wrote in [info]toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-07-01 18:59:00

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Entry tags:lysander_mountford-miles, plot, slater

It needs to be done.
Subject: Lysander has a job for Slater.
Where: Slater's Knightbridge.
Who: Lysander Mountford-Miles
Warnings: TBC
Open to: Slater.


Lysander moved through the crowds of Knightbridge, a popular, classy gambling joint run by notorious gang leader and all around nasty guy Slater. Spotting him smoking at a corner table observing his club like a mother hen observes her chicks. Lysander was here on business, not to muse about the quirky little things that certain people do. Moving stealthly between people, maneuvering so that he didn't bump into anyone, he just wanted to make sure no one recognized him. He wore a hat as a sort of disguise and sat down at the table Slater vacated.

"I need to speak with you. I have a job for you that I will pay you handsomely for."



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[info]mrslater
2008-07-04 08:53 am UTC (link)
Slater raised his head, eyes squinting up at this poncey-hatted man whom he assumed to be someone with money even before he spoke of it. With a small, expressionless gaze Slater eventually gestured for him to continue, leaning back into the comfort of his chair whilst his boys flanked him either side. "I am listening."

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