Who: Vladik and Yolanda When: Friday Night, Dec 12 Where: Roxies Why: First meeting and exploring options Rating: NSFW.
It had been one of those weeks all around, that was definitely certain. Between the Irish and Italians killing each other off in various ways, and the nonsense that had been happening within the Russians themselves, it was enough to try even the most jaded of hearts. Not that he had ever expected anything less of the other groups. They never were very good at behaving themselves, especially of late without the Peacemaker being around. It was only a matter of time before the city erupted in a full-scale war.
That thought, however, brought a smirk to the Russian’s lips. He lifted the glass in his hand up to his lips as he took a long, slow sip from the liquid inside. He was just waiting for the fireworks to start, so that their own people could move in on the weakened elements and take over far more stretches of the city than they controlled currently. That was something that was more than worth the wait and aggravation of waiting for the shooting to start.
His other hand had a cigarette that slowly lifted to take a puff from it before he dumped the ashes off into the ashtray on the table to his side. Normally, in Roxies, he would have some company to keep him entertained, but not that evening. He was too much in thought. Even the men he had around him normally, were off in various corners of the club. Most of them had their own entertainment, but they had figured out a rhythm of their own so that someone was always watching him. They knew what would happen to them if he caught it so that none of them were doing their job.
Even as distracted as he was, however, his eyes often remained on the stage ahead of him. While he didn’t have any sort of control over the business itself, a lot of the girls who performed there owed him or worked for him in some capacity. After all, the business parties of his comrades needed entertainment. And willing and eager entertainment was so much better most of the time. Not that most of them asked where the girls came from, they weren’t interested in that part. Another thought that curled Vladik’s lips into a self amused smile.