ryan is going rogue (elementrogue) wrote in doorslogs, @ 2012-10-09 00:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | gambit, rogue |
Who: Ryan and Seven
What: Mumford sons bust up the joint
Where: A scummy club for all your scummy drug lord needs
When: Recently
Warnings: Violence! Bloody violence.
Ryan liked the quiet of VIP rooms above clubs. The ground still shook with each blasting beat of the electronic music he couldn’t begin to understand, but it only seemed to bring home how peaceful the room was. He liked how the velvet couches, glass tables and expensive art were all just decorations to make the occupants feel superior of the writhing sweat stained bodies below. He wasn’t personally charmed by it, but he always appreciated a good illusion and anything for the semi rich and powerful certainly was. That’s why he dressed nice. Always in a cream or gray vest. Always with a clean button down shirt. Always in slacks and nice shoes that were deceptively easy to run in. Usually with a good three or four concealed weapons scattered under his clothes just in case something got dicey. Avarice made people appreciate little things like a sophisticated wardrobe. It made him seem just as dignified and quiet as this VIP room.
Tonight, though, he didn’t even bother hiding his guns. Two revolvers, strapped to his sides like some kind of noir gangster, he leaned on a nearby wall with his arms crossed, sniffing for trouble. His mind began to wander, started playing a short assortment of Bruce Springsteen songs in his head when Ryan realized he wasn’t exactly sure where Seven was. Somewhere in this room, sure, but what if he decided to wander downstairs without telling him?
“Seven. It’s your babysitter. Are you being a good boy?” Ryan spoke into a comm stuck up one of his sleeves. Something was off. Something big. But, he hadn’t found it yet.