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Richard chuckled softly and looked at the bartender. he smiled" no... *says guys name* isn't in trouble "he said gently and glanced at her" I haven't seen you around where you from? "he asked gently. the employees know that Richard isn't harsh or hard. He cares for each and every person that works for him. He allowed minors to come in as long as they didn't cause trouble or anything. He allowed a 7 year old to hang out upstairs because his sister worked here and the boy was waiting for her to get off work. This place also served food if needed. He smiled" you hungry? "he asked gently. He owned the hotel and restruant next door. The restruant was between the club and hotel so it severed both places. 

The girl spoke up when spoken to, her voice emitting a strong celtic accent with satin hymns. "Ireland, sir.." She looked up to the point where her face was no longer hiding and exposed her pale skin, speckled with brown dots, other wise known to be freckles. It was clear she was of youth, no age markings settled on her skin. Her stomach, stretched over her ribs, grumbled in hunger. It was rude, or atleast she was taught that it was rude, to ask for food or accept any without a proper gift in return. But the $5 was all she had, she gulped down her hunger. "No, sir. I'm Evelyn, by the way.."

Richard raised a brow seeing she was skinny" I'm Richard the owner here. you staying anywhere intown? I'm asking because if you need to.. you can stay here and I don't mind getting you some food. you look starved sweetie... if you feel like it's rude to accept handouts then if you like you can help us out tonight we're kinda short staffed tonight. 

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Richard.." She made an aspirated giggle, showing it was forced. "And thank you for not making any racist remarks." Which was the casual 'top of the mornin to ya!' 'yer a leprechaun!' She pulled her hair over one shoulder and out of her face. Although a strand defiantly stayed in her face, caressing the fixtures of her face, highlighting the contours and highlights that embraced her irish heritage strongly. "I will help you, but I must take brakes every now and then. If that is okay.. I get dizzy sometimes." Her comment completely sliding over his first question. She had no place to stay, but saying it outloud gives it reality, in which causes her to become greatly depressed. No family, no home, and it all happened so quickly..

He nodded" of course you just got to town and why don't you get some food to eat before you start work.... it's not good to work on an empty stomach... Here is a room key to the room upstairs I keep it open for if anyone needs a place to crash for a while "he said gently" your welcome to stay there as long as you need too "he said gently. 

A young human female walked in to the club silently, her amber eyes scanning slowly as she walked. She carried a dangerous aura with her alludeing to her hair trigger temper. Her dual sterling silver m92fs berettas shining in the electronic lighting of the club as she made her way straight to the bar. Her plum purple hair hung loosely behind her back in a ponytail while some hung down in her face slightly. She ordered a shot of rum and didnt let the glass sit on the table for more then a few seconds before she brought it to her lips emptying it in one fluid motion. She took another glance around taking in the interior style for a moment "Fuck, i never thought id miss the Yellowflag untill now" She muttered to herself as she got a bit more comfortable ordering another shot not letting this one sit for long either and again emptying the glass in one motion. She then asked the bartender "Hear anything about any jobs..?" Although the way she spoke made it quite obvious she wasnt interested in the legal type of work.

A guy with jet black hair walked into the club. He was wearing a deep grey dress shirt with a nice pair of jeans. His jacket was a really nice leather. He walked up to the counter and nodded for his drink. His name was Blake Blackbirds and he was a ceo of very wealthy company that has it's profite well into the millions if not billions. He glanced over hearing her speak and couldn't help but smrik. for being a rich man he liked to have a secondary source of income and that was dark deals. He leaned back" like what kinda work sweatheart? "he asked turning his ice blue eyes onto her. 

Revy snapped her eyes over to Blake's and spoke back her tone a bit more harsh "The kind that you chickenshit white collar CEO types cant handle" Her words had a challangeing bite to them, Perhaps he could pick up that she really wasnt the person to mess with, and that she would be perfect for the type of jobs he had for her, if he could convince her to work for him that is.

Blake chuckled and smirked catching she didn't like being called sweetheart" and you think I'm white collar? "he asked smoothly" Tell me have you heard of the name Blake Blackbirds? or more forumally known in the world we are from.... Venom "he said smoothly. His eyes turned a slight red tone to it but still held that ice blue tone as well. like the moon. was this man some type of hybred? But the name Venom would ring a bell. Venom is a man in the dark circle known to be ruthless killer who often hires people to take care of those he doesn't have time to get himself... Venom is rumored to be rich and pays well for the job he asks. Though there is a slight twist once he has someone working for him he never allows them to leave... there is a price to come into working for him and a big price to leave. 

Revy gave a fanged grin dispite being only human "Is that so? And here i thought you were just another bigwig dipshit of another stock company. But do you have ability to back up such a claim." She smirks wanting to see if he was someone faking, someone saying who they arnt which even he had come across before. She didnt seem to be phazed at all by him which caught more of his interest in her. He didnt even know her name yet either, perhaps he had heard of her as well, her work for Sofyia Peloniov  was well known even here in america dispite sofyia controlling ruissia's crime circles.

Blake chuckled smoothly and let his fangs come out. He brushed his hair back with his fingers" I do and I have more then just abilitty to back me up "he said smoothly. he was quite impressed with how she was handling her self before him. He smirked" what's your name? "he asked smoothly. The bartender had a very very shakey hand when he gave blake his drink and he called Blake by his last name and being competely formal about it before running off and if he was a wolven he would have had his ears back and tail between his legs. He gave this club a pass on him owning it because his sister is married to the owner so he promised to keep his hands off this place. 

He grinned" Two hands "he said smoothly and nodded" yes follow me "he said pulling out cash and set it down on the counter enough to pay for both of their drinks" you have your own ride or would you like to ride with me? we can speak of the job more in detail there. "he said smoothly. He made a promise about not making dark cicle agreements in the club for his sister's sake. It was a promise he swore to keep. He then without another word or letting her speak up about him paying for her drink he headed towards the door without another door. How ever he did glance back to watch if she actually did follow him.

Blake came to a stop outside the club and a very expensive limo drove up. the driver got out and held the door open for them. of course he allowed his limo driver to drive him to the club. though he hardly ever got drunk he didn't want to take the chances. He allowed her to get in first. 

She got in slowly before he got in as well and the limo soon drove off. She looked over at him and spoke "Now before we talk buisness. Ive heard there is a price for working for you, what is it?" She grins a bit curious as to what he did althought she did have an idea, she knew it wasnt cash but that he probably turned anyone who worked for him. She noticed that he didnt force her to disarm which showed he atleast trusted her to be around him with her weapons, or he knew getting her in the limo without her guns would be downright impossible.

Blake leaned back into his seat and crossed his legs" ooh yeah? have you heard of any of the prices people have payed? "he's asked smoothly. That ranged from several things. some he is the only one they could turn to and others they have nothing left. then there are some that had gotten under someones boot and he helped them out... it all ended with him being in control. He didn't bother with disarming her because he was good at reading people to keep it calm. There might be a flare up now and again but it's usually calmed with in seconds. His gaze stayed locked on hers. He showed confidence and control. 

Revy smirks a bit "Oh yeah i heard you make them worship the dark lord cuthullu" She grins obviously jokeing around "Besides that, People end up turning to you because they are in debt or fucked up, so you take care of that problem for them and they end up in debt to you instead of the asshole before. And, that you turn those who show they are worth it so they have to be loyal to you."

Blake chuckled and smirked" something like that "He said smoothly" Though it's different from person to person... The first job can be tonight and I'll see you in action and see what the price can be what do you say? "he asked. The first job he always has first jobs lined up to pull people in and catch them. " the job is easy and the reward 20grand "he said smoothly with a smirk.