Meeting the Boss ( Tag: Dante / Invite)
Jul 25, 2013 20:14:27 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2013 20:14:27 GMT -5
Putting his cellphone back into his coat pocket, the Time Lord leaned back in his seat looking to the ceiling for a few minutes before looking to one of his thugs, "Just make sure there is nothing that will disturb us. Especially the cops." He pointed a finger at the bloke mimicking a gun, "Don't fail me this time. The last meeting was a disaster. Fail me again and I will make you regret it." He watched the thug swallow thickly before giving a stiff nod and walking out of the room. Nemesis watched for a moment before getting his cellphone back out again, pressing a single button before putting it to his ear, "Make sure my car is here in the next ten minutes. I have an important meeting with someone. I would hate to be late." With that he put his phone in his pocket as his attention was turned to the flat screen tv in front of him across the room.
Grinning as he picked the remote up and turned up the volume, "Oh the police must be loving me for this one.. Another dead end murder." Picking up his small glass of scotch, he downed it with one gulp before coming to a stand. Straightening his suit jacket out as he made his way around the desk. Adjusting his tie with one hand as he opened the large wooden door. The door closed tightly behind him.
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The Time Lord stood on the side of the street waiting for his car to pull up, he looked down at his watched before looking up to the sky as he stretched his neck some. At the sound of a car pulling up, his attention went to the car that was pulling up. His face was expressionless as he opened the back door and got inside, "What took you so long?" Nemesis got his cellphone out of his pocket, looking to the screen before glancing from it menacingly.
The driver answered immediately, "Sorry sir, there was a mix up with communication."
The Time Lord nodded, "Oh, well that will be dealt with shortly." He pressed a button before putting the phone back into his pocket before leaning back in the seat, "Very shortly." The Nemesis looked out the window, watching Earthlings and other creatures that wondered the Earth buzz about on the pathways. He grinned at the thought that none of them could guess that someone as him, a government official, can be the sponsor for all the dead end crimes that have happened lately. Although there was a small group that knew, that was why he purposely kept them so busy.
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After a two hour car ride, the vehicle was finally pulling up to the pub that he set for the meeting to take place at. The Time Lord opened the door and looked to the driver before stepping out, "Be back here in an hour.." He reached into his pocket and handed the man some cash, "So in the mean time get yourself something. Consider that your pay for the week." Nemesis then stepped out of the car and closed the door behind him.
Standing for a couple of minutes, the Time Lord finally stepped inside, but he was not holding the meeting where everyday citizens will hear them. No they were getting the secret back room that only the highest paying customer gets. He nodded to the bartender who nodded back and walked over to one of the doors and unlocked it. Nemesis placed the money in the man's hand as he made his way into the room, "And will you bring me a glass of Scotch Charlie?"
"Yes sir!" Charlie closed the door as Nemesis sat down at the table, leaning back in his seat as he got his cellphone out.
Grinning as he picked the remote up and turned up the volume, "Oh the police must be loving me for this one.. Another dead end murder." Picking up his small glass of scotch, he downed it with one gulp before coming to a stand. Straightening his suit jacket out as he made his way around the desk. Adjusting his tie with one hand as he opened the large wooden door. The door closed tightly behind him.
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The Time Lord stood on the side of the street waiting for his car to pull up, he looked down at his watched before looking up to the sky as he stretched his neck some. At the sound of a car pulling up, his attention went to the car that was pulling up. His face was expressionless as he opened the back door and got inside, "What took you so long?" Nemesis got his cellphone out of his pocket, looking to the screen before glancing from it menacingly.
The driver answered immediately, "Sorry sir, there was a mix up with communication."
The Time Lord nodded, "Oh, well that will be dealt with shortly." He pressed a button before putting the phone back into his pocket before leaning back in the seat, "Very shortly." The Nemesis looked out the window, watching Earthlings and other creatures that wondered the Earth buzz about on the pathways. He grinned at the thought that none of them could guess that someone as him, a government official, can be the sponsor for all the dead end crimes that have happened lately. Although there was a small group that knew, that was why he purposely kept them so busy.
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After a two hour car ride, the vehicle was finally pulling up to the pub that he set for the meeting to take place at. The Time Lord opened the door and looked to the driver before stepping out, "Be back here in an hour.." He reached into his pocket and handed the man some cash, "So in the mean time get yourself something. Consider that your pay for the week." Nemesis then stepped out of the car and closed the door behind him.
Standing for a couple of minutes, the Time Lord finally stepped inside, but he was not holding the meeting where everyday citizens will hear them. No they were getting the secret back room that only the highest paying customer gets. He nodded to the bartender who nodded back and walked over to one of the doors and unlocked it. Nemesis placed the money in the man's hand as he made his way into the room, "And will you bring me a glass of Scotch Charlie?"
"Yes sir!" Charlie closed the door as Nemesis sat down at the table, leaning back in his seat as he got his cellphone out.