Rogue Element (iturnthetables) wrote in marvel_prep, @ 2013-09-29 19:41:00 |
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Current mood: | contemplative |
Entry tags: | black king, gambit |
Thread: Discussion
Characters: Sebastian Shaw & Remy LeBeau
NPCs: Other random bar goers
Location: Random dive bar, NYC
Timeline: 29th November 2013
Description: Shaw speaks to the Cajun about what he meant
Rating: TBD
Sentinels could pose a problem, that much Sebastian had concluded as he'd watched unfurling drama from the comfort and safety of his shared safehouse, concluding that there was loose thread which needed to be tied up before life became entirely too complicated. That thread being one Remy LeBeau who had in their previous conversation posed an interesting proposition in that the Black King no longer needed a leash because the thief would render his services to him for reasons that Sebastian couldn't quite fathom.
A text was sent and a closing of hand around dark jacket heralded the movement of Sebastian Shaw away from the safehouse and to the darker neighbourhoods when nobody would dare think about calling the police for fear of finding themselves on the inside of a jail cell looking out. He entered the dive bar he'd told the Cajun to meet him at and moved through the crowd with ease before he caught the eye of the bartender, lips curling into an easy smile and rather than holding he all but demanded his attention.
"One whiskey, straight as it comes."
The bartender nodded and without asking for ID he went about getting a glass, "One whiskey coming right up."
The Black King had black leather gloves on and he slowly removed them as he took a seat, senses on high alert and power thrumming through his veins despite any dalliances with Selene. He wasn't about to go out into the world unarmed, not right now.