10-31-2019, 09:32 AM
Business was business but today wasn't about that it was about what the Syndicate could help the Yakuza with and what they could reciprocate back. Right now it was protection. They cared about their people and that was what they did. Tomorrow was another day.
Gifts were dropped off and little commotion was made until a familiar face strolled up like she owned the place. At first Yun thought there might be an altercation, but with simple words the situation defused itself and their bouncer type brought her up without so much as a 'may i'. Who did she think she was?
But even that thought soon dissipated as the woman approached. Yun waved a hand for Oriena to take a seat. The club owner had looked better, but everyone was due a down day. Today wasn't about that. "Absolutely." The strangeness of the conversation struck a cord but Yun couldn't really figure out why. But there was a compelling reason somewhere inside her that said it was alright. One Yun couldn't quash in favor of being anti-social.
The Yakuza only looked slightly miffed at the intrusion and carried on with their delightful evening. The fireworks would start soon and then Yun could leave, the Yakuza had other business arrangements to make, and that was the true reason the Syndicate was here, to keep that from going sideways. The festival just a guise for the back door dealings. And in the end Yun would have herself her own stash of these god killing weapons. Thank you Vega, she thought to herself with a happy smile.
Gifts were dropped off and little commotion was made until a familiar face strolled up like she owned the place. At first Yun thought there might be an altercation, but with simple words the situation defused itself and their bouncer type brought her up without so much as a 'may i'. Who did she think she was?
But even that thought soon dissipated as the woman approached. Yun waved a hand for Oriena to take a seat. The club owner had looked better, but everyone was due a down day. Today wasn't about that. "Absolutely." The strangeness of the conversation struck a cord but Yun couldn't really figure out why. But there was a compelling reason somewhere inside her that said it was alright. One Yun couldn't quash in favor of being anti-social.
The Yakuza only looked slightly miffed at the intrusion and carried on with their delightful evening. The fireworks would start soon and then Yun could leave, the Yakuza had other business arrangements to make, and that was the true reason the Syndicate was here, to keep that from going sideways. The festival just a guise for the back door dealings. And in the end Yun would have herself her own stash of these god killing weapons. Thank you Vega, she thought to herself with a happy smile.