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Nori Traverse ([info]noritraverse) wrote in [info]newdublinrp,
@ 2018-11-21 03:30:00

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Entry tags:character:digger conners

Who: Children of Darkness and Friends (BYOT)
When: Thanksgiving
Where: Warehouse #5 (all night long baby)

Every floor of the warehouse was thumping with music, drugs, alcohol and turkey with stuffing. Even thought their celebration was a bit unconventional (as most CoD celebrations were), Father still found the time to feed his children. New initiates and employees who weren't actual members worked the club that night, and all non-members were turned away (with a few exceptions). At one point during the evening Father ventured down from perch in Level 3 and selected a handful of children to join him on the fourth level VIP room. Their IDent chips would be coded to let them in on that night, and that night alone.



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[info]badbadge
2018-11-22 02:01 am UTC (link)
Digger hated the holidays. Hated all the family centered festivities, and the traditions that he had never been a part of. Still after a long ass day; after stopping by all the respective gangs to offer a Happy Thanksgiving, the corrupt cop finally found himself strolling right into the heart of CoD territory...dressed down in a very comfortable and casual attire. Sure most folks were dressed up for the event, yet Conners didn't care. Especially since there wasn't a doorman alive who'd be stupid enough to try and turn the killer for hire away. Oh it didn't matter that Riley wasn't part of the gang. He still came and went as he pleased, carried his sidearm right on his hip holster, and was one of the few non-gang members to have access to the VIP floor as well. So without a seeming care in the world the man strolled into the warehouse with ease; sporting jeans, tee, hoodie, and carrying a homemade pumpkin pie that he had been given as a gift from the matron Murphy.

The goal was simple enough. Eat, drink, get high, and find a spot of entertainment to help him pass the time. Beyond that Dig was off the clock for the night, and just wanted to relax. However before heading upstairs to the private lounge Conners paused to ask the bartender a question. A moment later he was pointed in the right direction, and came to walk right up to where Sabrina was located. Without any hint of hesitation or concern the cop just eyed the young woman carefully for a few seconds, before nodding slightly to himself and speaking up at last.

"You're Chastity." It wasn't a question, just a simple statement of fact, and after looking her over once more the man chimed in again. "I suppose you'll do. Have any experience administering drugs through an injection port?"

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[info]sabrinaevans
2018-11-22 06:35 am UTC (link)
Sabrina was no stranger to Officer Conners and everything that he was about. They may not have met yet, but he had a bit of a reputation that proceeded him. The fact that he was extremely good looking didn't hurt things, either. She did her best to remain unaffected as he walked over and checked her out. When he referred to her by her code name, she gave a nod. There was no reason to be personal. At least not yet.

When asked about experience using an injection port, she tapped the one that had been installed on her right hip. "Not only my own, but on others, as well," she stated with complete confidence. She wouldn't have guessed that he was into such things, but she wasn't about to complain that he was. Her position was mostly a 'speak only when spoken to' type of thing, so she wasn't about to continue on after she had answered his question.

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[info]badbadge
2018-11-22 07:12 am UTC (link)
Most folks in the CoD weren't a stranger a Conners, or what he did, though the man rarely interacted with anyone there excepted for a select handful of people. For the most part he came there to unwind, alone or with a single companion, away from most prying eyes. Oh there were some rumors about the man's drug use; namely wild ones about how Dig would come in and inject and ingest enough narcotics to kill a horse. However by the time he left he tended to be both sober and very functional. Granted the rumors weren't wrong by any means, since Riley really did consume a nearly ungodly amount of mixed drugs for fun. However he paid quite the high premium for his privacy, which Nori and Father both saw to it that he received. Mostly because Conners paid in full, on time every time. Always settling up his tab, and more often than not adding thousands of credits to his account too.

Just hearing that she both had her own port, and that she was familiar with handling the injection ports for others, was more than enough for the cop. "Nori recommended you, so I'll give you a chance. Name your hourly price, and whatever it is I will triple it. Need a companion for the night. Someone to keep me entertained, high, and to administer the detox when I'm ready to leave. As long as you can keep whatever you see or hear to yourself, we will be fine." Truth be told Digs was a bit much to handle at times; yet he paid more in one night than most folks would see in a week...or even a month at times. "If you are interested, follow me up to the VIP section. I've got a private booth there. If not, no worries at all."

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