Forging Stronger Relationships

[Ice]

The setting was the Dragon Casino. It was a rather famous place for the Red Ravens. Known near and far as not only the place to have fun, but to handle business transactions. Today was to be no different. The Casino was alive with activity as always. The flashing neon lights and sounds of card tables and slot machines filled the air giving the place an exhilarating feel. Across the Casino in a more reserved area for the top brass of the Red Ravens. Sat [member="Cryax Bane"] , [member="Logan of Little Coruscant"] , and Ice. They were waiting for a delegation from ACA to arrive so they could solidify alliances and possibly forge new deals.

It was also just good for PR. To show their allies that the Red Ravens were in fact ready to aid in whatever way they could in whatever struggles happened to come their way. Ice meanwhile, looked at his chrono and then to Cryax. "Well they should be here any minute now. Do we now know many of them are supposed to be showing up today?"

[member="Marek Starchaser"] | [member="Raziel"]

 

[Evor]

Logan lounged casually as he smoked a cigarette. He had his feet up on a small leather stool and he had reclined his chair slightly. Of the big guns of the faction, he thought himself to be the most laid back, but always the most on edge. He raised the cigarette to eye level and sighed softly to himself. He snorted almost inaudibly and reached over to the ash tray, flicking the end to dislodge any ash that had accumulated. I really ought to stop smoking these damned things, he thought to himself. He knew he had a problem, but the way the chemicals and drugs made him feel after doing paper work for 45 minutes before his next break was well wroth it. He was a hard an and had been through lots, but that never made it any easier. If there was a way to to feel better about himself and his choices, he would use it.

He grunted at Ice, acknowledging his question, but unable to offer any sort of proper answer. Instead, he chose to hound the air for being lax in regards to information. "Someone should have found out. It'd be a shame if I drank all the whiskey in this booth before out friends got here." he said to nobody in particular. With a grin he reached over the the ledge behind him and gingerly took a bottle of whiskey off of it. He snagged three shot glasses as well, setting them on the table and filling them up well beyond the point of a regular shot. He slid on to each Cryax and Ice with a slight nod. "To good buisiness." he said, letting the liquid pour down his throat.


[member="Cryax Bane"] [member="Ice"]