1936 - Pulp Heroes

[kirinke]

Elizabeth rolled her eyes in exasperation and shook her head. "Uhuh. Sure, riiighttt."

 

[Blackrat]

After a little debate you have decided to go check Ivanov's hotel-room and take a pair of cabs to get to New Yorker. You arrive to the lobby where a neatly groomed man with a too wide smile stands behind the counter. "Welcome to New Yorker, how may I be of service?" he asks, obviously eyeing some of you with contempt.

 

[kirinke]

Elizabeth growled under her breath. She hated snooty, glorified bellmen and their ilk, having had to deal with the thinly disguised buttkissers all her life. She didn't care to mess with this one and decided to take him down a peg. "The name is Elizabeth Nightshade," she said contemptuously. "I need to see this room." she said nodding to Eddy to produce the key. "And be quick about it, would you?"

She much preferred people who spoke their mind. Even if it wasn't.... Exactly flattering.

 

[Voda Vosa]

Lotka sighs when he hears the "diplomatic" woman. "People with power... " he says in a whisper.

 

[kirinke]

ooc:
Not exactly people with power, just not willing to deal with wealth conscious nimrods like the major domo of a bellman. Elizabeth has been around both rich and poor and everything inbetween. She knows that scum can come disguised in natty double breasted suits and evening gowns as well as in rags.

 

[Voda Vosa]

OOC: Yes, but she gives the impresion of a spoiled child ^^ At least to me. She goes there, calling dad, being rude behind his bodyguard and all. =D I don't criticize it, I found it a very good characterization.

 

[Fenris]

"I don't know. Probably. Dad has his fingers in alot of pie slices. I really don't keep track of his businesses. I'm usually hip deep in something I shouldn't be. Hence, Mickey." she nodded to her body guard. "He's there as back up and to keep me from getting myself killed." she grinned at the big Irish guy. "He's mostly successful at both."

Mickey merely nods at Elizabeth's nod. Her dry wit sliding off Mickey like oil.

 

[DrZombie]

Hidden by the bulk of the bodyguard John checks the action of his luger.

 

[Mirth]

Jack watches and waits, slipping into the shadows at the back of the group...

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OOC: Yes, but she gives the impresion of a spoiled child ^^ At least to me. She goes there, calling dad, being rude behind his bodyguard and all. =D I don't criticize it, I found it a very good characterization.

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[kirinke]

ooc:
Well, she would be a bit spoiled by the wealth and privelege she grew up in, heck she isn't exactly poor now. She's not as arrogant as some rich people are though and she doesn't give a flying flip about how rich or poor anyone is. Heh. And Mickey is as much her partner as her bodyguard. She's armed as well y'know.

IC:
Elizabeth tapped her foot impatiently, the death of Alexi, a fellow agent had pissed her off. It was perhaps the same sort of feeling a cop or Fed had when one of their own bought it. So, yes as Dr. Lokta had stated, she wasn't exactly at her most polite.