[d20 Modern] Gangs of Texas [PG-17] IC
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KitanaVorr
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Ben Taub Hospital- Front Steps
Texas Medical Center
2:00pm
Cameras...fans...reporters...tourists...security...all of that gathered in front of the steps to Ben Taub where Carla had left nothing out short of a public extravaganza for Houston's returning singing sensation. As Mike pulled up in his car, having been directed where he should be parking and standing, even provided a security escort to the podium.
The marked difference from his treatment before and now only intensified with Carla's adroit wrangling. She was worth every expensive percentage that he forked over. Mike was sure that thanks to the macabre coverage of his father's tragedy, his record sales would explode.
Ushered behind a doctor who was assuredly not Amy Nguyen and certainly not seen before, he listened as the man who called himself "Dr. Harrison" rattled off his father's condition as being critical, that the staff was doing all they could to help Mike Matthews and his father in their time of need. The Houston Police Chief, a man Mike has yet to meet himself, stepped up to second that, assuring that he was putting his best detectives on the case.
Soon it was Mike's turn to say a few words, all cameras, eyes and ears turned to his direction while Carla Roderiguez, the beautiful dark seductress she was, gave him a knowing wink and a whisper in his ear to 'play it up beautifully'.
OOC: MIKE
Texas Medical Center
2:00pm
Cameras...fans...reporters...tourists...security...all of that gathered in front of the steps to Ben Taub where Carla had left nothing out short of a public extravaganza for Houston's returning singing sensation. As Mike pulled up in his car, having been directed where he should be parking and standing, even provided a security escort to the podium.
The marked difference from his treatment before and now only intensified with Carla's adroit wrangling. She was worth every expensive percentage that he forked over. Mike was sure that thanks to the macabre coverage of his father's tragedy, his record sales would explode.
Ushered behind a doctor who was assuredly not Amy Nguyen and certainly not seen before, he listened as the man who called himself "Dr. Harrison" rattled off his father's condition as being critical, that the staff was doing all they could to help Mike Matthews and his father in their time of need. The Houston Police Chief, a man Mike has yet to meet himself, stepped up to second that, assuring that he was putting his best detectives on the case.
Soon it was Mike's turn to say a few words, all cameras, eyes and ears turned to his direction while Carla Roderiguez, the beautiful dark seductress she was, gave him a knowing wink and a whisper in his ear to 'play it up beautifully'.
OOC: MIKE
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KitanaVorr
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Local Police Precinct
Fifth Ward
2:30pm
Detective Mickey Barton nearly choked on his own spit when Malcolm told him about his job. "You work for that ex-Panther punk, T-Bull?" His beady eyes narrowed at the two boys as if looking at them in a new light. "Did he send you two over here to cause trouble, cuz if he did, I ain't gonna go for all that bullsh#t...I don't need him making up no witnesses to help his little vigilante escapades, got it?"
His finger leveled at the boys. "So don't you be telling me no crap now. And f#ck no you can't call him. What? Confirm stories? What you take me for?"
OOC: LAMAR, MALCOLM
Fifth Ward
2:30pm
Detective Mickey Barton nearly choked on his own spit when Malcolm told him about his job. "You work for that ex-Panther punk, T-Bull?" His beady eyes narrowed at the two boys as if looking at them in a new light. "Did he send you two over here to cause trouble, cuz if he did, I ain't gonna go for all that bullsh#t...I don't need him making up no witnesses to help his little vigilante escapades, got it?"
His finger leveled at the boys. "So don't you be telling me no crap now. And f#ck no you can't call him. What? Confirm stories? What you take me for?"
OOC: LAMAR, MALCOLM
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Krizzel
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Johnson's Neighborhood Garage
Fifth Ward
T-Bull really put his back into it and tried to finish as much of his work during the morning as possible, waiting to take a late lunch. He had calls to make, not to mention a lot of talking to do with Jason once he arrived, and it was better not to have busted radiators and worn brakes interfering.
Once he settled down for some more of Momma's cooking, after checking on how Misty and Ferris were faring under Old Man Johnson's attention, T-Bull fished out his cell phone and started calling around. Some of his contacts around the area might know something, and anything he could find out about who might be missing a bundle of cash could be important, not to mention sounding out for any news of poisonings or strange illness or death. And, he supposed, he could spare a little time to see if he could find out who was buying up Mayes' building - perhaps then Misty would calm down.
As soon as his 'business' calls were finished, T-Bull planned to phone Amy Nguyen and find out how his old buddy Carlos was doing. If he wasn't too bad off, maybe they could all meet for dinner tonight. Sometime after Jessica got back to the garage, of course...
Fifth Ward
T-Bull really put his back into it and tried to finish as much of his work during the morning as possible, waiting to take a late lunch. He had calls to make, not to mention a lot of talking to do with Jason once he arrived, and it was better not to have busted radiators and worn brakes interfering.
Once he settled down for some more of Momma's cooking, after checking on how Misty and Ferris were faring under Old Man Johnson's attention, T-Bull fished out his cell phone and started calling around. Some of his contacts around the area might know something, and anything he could find out about who might be missing a bundle of cash could be important, not to mention sounding out for any news of poisonings or strange illness or death. And, he supposed, he could spare a little time to see if he could find out who was buying up Mayes' building - perhaps then Misty would calm down.
As soon as his 'business' calls were finished, T-Bull planned to phone Amy Nguyen and find out how his old buddy Carlos was doing. If he wasn't too bad off, maybe they could all meet for dinner tonight. Sometime after Jessica got back to the garage, of course...
KitanaVorr
First Post
Johnson's Neighborhood Garage
Fifth Ward
2:30pm
T-Bull's day remained busy in between work and calls while Misty and Ferris sat in front of the TV all day. He did learn a few things though that disturbed him more than he wanted to know, but nothing too specific, just rumor upon rumor.
His panther contacts hinted that David "Dog Man" Keller, the scourge of the Panthers, was lately on the prowl...of who...or what...nobody seemed to know, but everyone was edgy. He knew that if Dog Man was on the prowl, a body or two was certain to be coming up soon.
No one knew anything about anyone missing ten grand.
Mayes building plus many other buildings in Frenchtown, the creole center of Fifthward, had fallen under rough times ever since the Lobos and the Panthers initated their warfare there. In total four landlords already sold their buildings to Harper Realty, a big name real estate company that operated in several states.
The mosquito problem had been particularly annoying. People definitely had been getting sick and dying, but in a place like Fifth Ward, that wasn't anything new.
T-Bull's call to Amy lasted all of three minutes and ended in Amy giving T-Bull Carlos' current cell phone and saying something about not having time to talk right now. She sounded busy, upset, and worried all at once, but certainly didn't want to elaborate over the phone to her sister's boyfriend.
Just as that call was finishing up, T-Bull heard a car pulling up outside. A slam of the door, and he could see through the garage doors the rather slight figure of a man in his thirties ambling toward him. He wasn't particularly tall, or strong, or even threatening looking with an amiable face that looked like it was always distracted. His rather faded blue suit looked wrinkled in more places than it looked ironed.
Jason Nguyen smiled at T-Bull as he approached him. "How you been?"
OOC: T-BULL
Fifth Ward
2:30pm
T-Bull's day remained busy in between work and calls while Misty and Ferris sat in front of the TV all day. He did learn a few things though that disturbed him more than he wanted to know, but nothing too specific, just rumor upon rumor.
His panther contacts hinted that David "Dog Man" Keller, the scourge of the Panthers, was lately on the prowl...of who...or what...nobody seemed to know, but everyone was edgy. He knew that if Dog Man was on the prowl, a body or two was certain to be coming up soon.
No one knew anything about anyone missing ten grand.
Mayes building plus many other buildings in Frenchtown, the creole center of Fifthward, had fallen under rough times ever since the Lobos and the Panthers initated their warfare there. In total four landlords already sold their buildings to Harper Realty, a big name real estate company that operated in several states.
The mosquito problem had been particularly annoying. People definitely had been getting sick and dying, but in a place like Fifth Ward, that wasn't anything new.
T-Bull's call to Amy lasted all of three minutes and ended in Amy giving T-Bull Carlos' current cell phone and saying something about not having time to talk right now. She sounded busy, upset, and worried all at once, but certainly didn't want to elaborate over the phone to her sister's boyfriend.
Just as that call was finishing up, T-Bull heard a car pulling up outside. A slam of the door, and he could see through the garage doors the rather slight figure of a man in his thirties ambling toward him. He wasn't particularly tall, or strong, or even threatening looking with an amiable face that looked like it was always distracted. His rather faded blue suit looked wrinkled in more places than it looked ironed.
Jason Nguyen smiled at T-Bull as he approached him. "How you been?"
OOC: T-BULL
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Krizzel
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Johnson's Neighborhood Garage
Fifth Ward
2:30pm
"Pretty good, now that your sister's back in town," T-Bull replied to the other man, standing up to offer Jason his hand before sitting back down and waving his guest to the empty seats at the kitchen table. "But not so good considering the kinda stuff that's going down lately," he went on, offering up some of the several helpings of Momma's cooking that were still left. "And speaking of sisters, before I forget, your other one doesn't sound too happy today either." T-Bull picked up his cell from the table and waved it in the air a moment before locking the keys and dropping it back in his pocket.
Fifth Ward
2:30pm
"Pretty good, now that your sister's back in town," T-Bull replied to the other man, standing up to offer Jason his hand before sitting back down and waving his guest to the empty seats at the kitchen table. "But not so good considering the kinda stuff that's going down lately," he went on, offering up some of the several helpings of Momma's cooking that were still left. "And speaking of sisters, before I forget, your other one doesn't sound too happy today either." T-Bull picked up his cell from the table and waved it in the air a moment before locking the keys and dropping it back in his pocket.
KitanaVorr
First Post
Johnson's Neighborhood Garage
Fifth Ward
2:30pm
Jason grinned at TBull before he sat down and happily took up any of the home cooking available. Not much of a cook himself, he was always willing for some of TBull's momma's home cooking.
"Well, what can you expect? Amy's always uptight and Jessica's always in trouble." Jason bit into the delicious fried chicken that TBull's mom had brought over for lunch. "This is good stuff!" he praised, reaching for a napkin to wipe his greasy mouth.
"So what did you want to see me about? Those two tele-zombies in the other room?" The detective gestured to Misty and Ferris. "I can take them to the station with me."
OOC: TBull
Fifth Ward
2:30pm
Jason grinned at TBull before he sat down and happily took up any of the home cooking available. Not much of a cook himself, he was always willing for some of TBull's momma's home cooking.
"Well, what can you expect? Amy's always uptight and Jessica's always in trouble." Jason bit into the delicious fried chicken that TBull's mom had brought over for lunch. "This is good stuff!" he praised, reaching for a napkin to wipe his greasy mouth.
"So what did you want to see me about? Those two tele-zombies in the other room?" The detective gestured to Misty and Ferris. "I can take them to the station with me."
OOC: TBull
Keia
I aim to misbehave
Local Police Precinct
Fifth Ward
2:30pm
Malcolm looks incredulously as Barton, blood pressure already on the rise. Don't call him a fat f#ck, don't call him any names his subconscious screamed. "So you're telling me that you're denying me a phone call because you think I'm gonna tell someone something. That's whack. We didn't do anything wrong, Lamar reported something he thought would be helpful to you. Obvously you're a cynical bastard who long ago forgot that there might be good people who want to help. We're . . . *saying it slowly as though to a child* wit ness es not criminals. And if you're not gonna help, then you're just part of the problem and I've got no time for you."
Malcolm stands from his chair, tired of the smoke in his face and the attitude he's getting.
Fifth Ward
2:30pm
Malcolm looks incredulously as Barton, blood pressure already on the rise. Don't call him a fat f#ck, don't call him any names his subconscious screamed. "So you're telling me that you're denying me a phone call because you think I'm gonna tell someone something. That's whack. We didn't do anything wrong, Lamar reported something he thought would be helpful to you. Obvously you're a cynical bastard who long ago forgot that there might be good people who want to help. We're . . . *saying it slowly as though to a child* wit ness es not criminals. And if you're not gonna help, then you're just part of the problem and I've got no time for you."
Malcolm stands from his chair, tired of the smoke in his face and the attitude he's getting.
KitanaVorr
First Post
Local Police Precinct
Fifth Ward
2:30pm
"Yeah right, witnesses." Detective Barton blew a nice ring of smoke in his direction. "Then if you're witnesses you sit that scrawny white ass down and sign a sworn statement on everything you both saw and know. We'll have to call your momma unless you two are 18?"
He glanced at his cig. "And you better make plenty of time, boy. Cuz if what you say is true, then you walk out that door and a coffin will be waiting for you and your buddy here courtesy of Dog Man himself."
OOC: MALCOLM, LAMAR
Fifth Ward
2:30pm
"Yeah right, witnesses." Detective Barton blew a nice ring of smoke in his direction. "Then if you're witnesses you sit that scrawny white ass down and sign a sworn statement on everything you both saw and know. We'll have to call your momma unless you two are 18?"
He glanced at his cig. "And you better make plenty of time, boy. Cuz if what you say is true, then you walk out that door and a coffin will be waiting for you and your buddy here courtesy of Dog Man himself."
OOC: MALCOLM, LAMAR
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