Insight's "The Silent Partner" IC


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Pierson does look like he is concentrating on Martin and the women around, but in truth he is listening to the men' whispers.

OOC: Impressive!


Face overhears...
[sblock]The thin guys says, "Look, we can't let this one get away. The bosses will have our hides! We should just humor them and get him into the truck. Pronto!"[/sblock]
 
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Face

"Ok, Martin. Who are these gentlemen. And try to get your head clear or I will predict your future: a long voyage. Or... a rather short if you know what I mean."
Pierson tries to get through to Martin, hoping that he is more functional than he sounds.
 
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Jack is quite worried about what Face just said. While he was unable to hear what was said (forsaking roll), it did not bode well at all. He needed to think of something, quick!

EDIT: Idea is a 60, not a 65. So it fails.
 
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"Ok, Martin. Who are these gentlemen. And try to get your head clear or I will predict your future: a long voyage. Or... a rather short if you know what I mean." Pierson tries to get through to Martin, hoping that he is more functional than he sounds.

George Martin seems quite disoriented. There is a certain glaze to the eye that is familiar to all who imbibe more alcohol than one's system can normally handle. "Wha...? Whaddya mean? The beer is CHEAP here! I wen' down ta Tiya... Tiya... Tiya... MEXICO and it was DOUBLE...!"

Martin looks back at the girls, who simply wave back in response. "I am telling you... those dames are... they want to... you know... but I have to go to the hotel and they said only room... 100... or 105... I can' remember... Bourbon is good too, ya know."
 


Jack is quite worried about what Face just said. While he was unable to hear what was said (forsaking roll), it did not bode well at all. He needed to think of something, quick!

EDIT: Idea is a 60, not a 65. So it fails.

Pierson really asks himself IF he should help Martin.
And if yes, how?

Neither Jack nor Face is really sure that there's much they can do. Something SEEMS to be out of place, but neither can put their finger on it.
 

Curiosity and sense of public duty war with Renna's sense of self-preservation for agonizing minutes as she stands frozen in place. Finaly she inches closer to the door, poised to flee, but unable to just walk away from a kidnapping plot without at least trying to get specific info about the target first.
 

Curiosity and sense of public duty war with Renna's sense of self-preservation for agonizing minutes as she stands frozen in place. Finaly she inches closer to the door, poised to flee, but unable to just walk away from a kidnapping plot without at least trying to get specific info about the target first.

Renna sees the men in suits inside, and beyond them, a pair of what look like flappers. This place looks like a speak-easy. Inside the basement of the Wilshire Club is a 30ft by 40ft room. One entire wall is a bar. There are dozens of people in here, dancing to a player piano and drinking what is most certainly NOT water.

Beyond that, further into the room, Renna sees George Martin, probably very drunk, along with "Face" Pierson and Jack Thompson, of all people. Renna is almost certainly curious as to what the three of them are doing in here.
 

Jack sighs and scratches his head. While that bad feeling was not going away, he had no idea what to do. Bar fight? Well, he already had enough of those in his lifetime, thank you very much.

However, there was nothing that could be done. With a clap on Face's shoulder, and a small shrug he says "Well, go have fun with the pretty ladies then. What hotel where you going to?"
 

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