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Armand Devereux Location: The Grand Cathedral Interaction: @Epiphany It wasn't just a city. No what it truely was went far deeper than the marble and gilded walls, those trappings that they all dressed themselves in. It was a mighty living being, the streets its blood vessels full of people...

Tony Harris Good to see at least one of the pair had a bit of fire in his belly, squaring up at just the mention of not having a stomach for this sort of thing. Tony raised his hands, a crooked grin already gracing his features. “Careful mate you’ll end up blowin’ a vein. Save that anger for...

Mitchell Van Gerwen The skyline flew by, the sun glinting off of the rooftops and glass, steel towers. A fine day for a funeral. No rain mercifully. Yes the fair weather and temperature may have played hell with the aesthetics, but it was a damn sight better than standing knee deep in water...

Moretti Base - Riverside Diner - Basement ~ Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan ~ Tony Harris The cough echoed down the alleyway. It wasn’t a healthy one, you didn’t need to be a doctor to know that. It racked the body of the man as he stood hunched, a hand bracing him against the wall. Tony could...

Tony Harris Alistair was right. Moretti wasn’t one to share, not matter what agreements were made or pieces of papers signed. This had just been a marriage of convenience, one that would fall away in the end. Tony had just allowed himself to get too close, and now he had been burnt by it. He...

Tony Harris No bullet met him as he turned that corner into the penthouse proper, which was the best kind of welcome that he could receive. There was a scream from the nurse, but as for Alistair there was only cool recognition. He'd known. Of course he had, Tony could see it in his eyes, no...

Marcus Moretti Well that certainly had the intended effect. Yes Syd had kept his poise, but he could feel the resentment simmering below the surface. If these long months had taught anything it was that Syd was a loose canon, never truly in charge of himself. Marcus wondered if he would ever...

Tony Harris Loose ends, nothing more irritating, that final strand flapping in the wind, everything else neatly tidied away. That's all Alistair was right now. A boss in name only, his men dead and buried, his empire in tatters, his legs crushed and broken. Maybe they could have let him go...

Marcus Moretti Here it was, the culmination of the last few months, the violence and upheaval, the blood and treasure spilt, victory was in their grasp. What had been imagined as a romp to inevitable victory had turned into a slog, a match that went to overtime and was marred with ejections...

Marcus Moretti Marcus grinned up at Tati as she came bearing a full glass of wine. He had expected an earful from her, rightfully so to be honest, but she knew, she knew what had gone down and want it meant. "You're a star Tati. Pizza and Wine, what an arrival back home," Val was bound to...

Marcus Moretti Marcus ended up making the journey back home on the foot. On a Saturday afternoon like this the streets were busy, but by cutting through the various alleyways he avoided the worst of it. He needed to be out in the cool air, filling his lungs with deep breaths, it washing over...

Fight or Flight? (Part 1) Andy and Aaron November 24th, 2018 7:22 AM The Lodge Andy was dressed already. It seemed without as much night life to occupy her time and far more physical intensive labor she found herself going to sleep earlier and waking up earlier more naturally. It could be...

Marcus Moretti Marcus nearly ended up fighting off the two goons who emerged from behind them, so single mindedly fixed on achieving vengeance on the piece of shit that lay before him. Just another couple of hits against that concrete and that head would be cracking like an egg. But...

Marcus Moretti So they had their man. But it was one who had slipped under the radar for far too long, one who had been welcomed by the Morettis as an ally. And all of that had been thrown back in their faces. Marcus’ had rather vehemently suggested tracking down and killing Steve the moment...

Mitchell Van Gerwen So his host was a butcher in every sense of the word. Mitch could feel his glee as he recounted the most recent deaths at his hand. People who didn't even deserve it, children dying for the sins of their fathers, everything Mitch had stood against these years, fighting for...

Mitchell Van Gerwen How long had it been? That frantic chase through the evening streets of the city seemed like a lifetime ago now, some half forgotten film Mitch had watched years ago. Days, weeks, months, years. They were all just words without meaning in the squalid darkness of this place...

Johnny Reed And here he was, the quiet evening was a pipe dream now. This piece of shit had made sure of that. Luckily Johnny managed to keep his cool a bit more than Adam who was already spouting expletives at the Moretti goon. Johnny raised a hand in Adam’s direction. “Lets cool our jets...

Johnny Reed And like that the calm of the evening simply fell away. It had just been too good to be true hadn't it. Johnny had thought maybe that given the previous hit against the Jazz club, tonight would be quiet. It looked like the Moretti's were taking a 'strike while the iron is hot'...

Marcus Moretti (Pic Incoming) And with that Marcus had his father's blessing, to end this pathetic worm's life. He had expected some sort of fear or trepidation, his heart to be pounding in his ears or a rising feeling of nausea. All of it to mark him taking a life for the first time. There...

Nothing. Aaron could find nothing lethal or enough to put a dent in that lion or to distract Nessa before she put a bullet in them. So far Aaron had his trusty tire iron, a monkey wrench and a wheel jack. Aside from that he would just be lobbing water bottles and cassettes at her. The peel of...