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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 10, 2006 23:23:46 GMT -5
"you seem to be the most charasmatic one here Quion" and hack takes a look ath the menu
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 10, 2006 23:47:19 GMT -5
Quion says, "Sarashito's plenty charismatic if she wants to be. But I'll need backup for what I want to pull, obviously." Most of the menu are different sizes and styles of cheese-steak. www.patskingofsteaks.com/menu.htm has the menu, but since this is ten years from now or so, the menu is much expanded, with many types of beef, mushrooms, and other-world modifications.
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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 11, 2006 0:08:10 GMT -5
lets go with a classic philly cheese steak sammach
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 11, 2006 0:19:22 GMT -5
The classic choice is Provolone, American and Cheez-Whiz, and he gets to choose the doneness and the type of beef. There is everything from Kobe to Banbar to classic angus.
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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 11, 2006 0:39:46 GMT -5
American Cheese / Angus Beef
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 11, 2006 0:47:37 GMT -5
Quion gets a Banbar beef and Provalone, saying, "Irfry, please." (Irfry being the Banbar word for "fire", in context of beef referring to charring the Banbar beef, which is tough but abundant, while keeping the inside virtually uncooked.). Sarashito asks for Cheez-Wiz and Kobe, medium well.
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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 11, 2006 0:49:50 GMT -5
hmmm...
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 11, 2006 0:55:35 GMT -5
"Let me ask... What are we looking for, Hack? What should we ask? That alcohol will probably only get us so far." The waiter walks off into the kitchen.
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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 11, 2006 1:22:39 GMT -5
"well when he gets drunk enough hopefull he will make more than a few mistakes, and he should be a lot more gullible, we only need someone to worm anything he might know about vance out of him"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 11, 2006 1:28:31 GMT -5
Quion shakes his head, eating the complimentary potato chips. "A Russian like that will have a lieutenant on hand to step in even if he isn't good enough to handle his own business when drunk. And I doubt a Russian mobster will know much about a washed-up ex-American general: strange bedfellows only goes so far. He probably knows the person who knows, though, given the connections with Philly and the UEG Prez."
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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 11, 2006 1:30:01 GMT -5
"sarashito, your input would be valued here"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 11, 2006 1:36:06 GMT -5
Sarashito says, "I was waiting for you to say something." She seems honestly flattered. (She was the one who asked about the strategy). "Well, it's pretty simple. We could pretend to be Russian mob because of what you looked like to get in the door, but that won't work with Vasili, unless we pretend to be another rival gang, and that could blow up in our faces. So we have to offer something of value. Alcohol will do something, but we need to have more negative and positive incentives in our sleeves."
Quion says, "I live my life by three principles. First: If all you have is to bluff, put everything on the line. Second: Never only have a bluff.”
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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 13, 2006 21:36:45 GMT -5
"I only have one, never be caught unaware...hmmm i can't fake an accent worth my life,... hmmm how connected with underground information do you think he could be, cause if i'm correct he'll know my reputation, which is entirely deserved, I don't think I'll be able to get any closer"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 14, 2006 0:47:22 GMT -5
"I can alter your voice and appearance. But you don't need one: The 'Russians' aren't so Russian anymore."
Sarashito says, "Most Mafias are created as ethnic agents but slowly sell off that aspect to pragmatism."
Quion says, "As to how well he knows you... well, who knows? He may know you, he is a boss, but then again, there are probably a lot of wannabes who dress like you and fight for the Mob. And you could certainly pretend to have turned another leaf. Anyways, we can just approach him as we are. He won't care if we have something to offer."
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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 14, 2006 20:31:57 GMT -5
"I like that plan better, now what do we have to offer him, we'd need a rare alcohol one he doesn't have easy acess to"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 14, 2006 20:35:58 GMT -5
"Hey, man, you're working with a man who knows Jin Taing-Slaytker, Jack Swaggard, Mario Batali and Mosho Homebrew. I'm living with the greatest drunks on the planet. And I'm no shabby brewer myself."
Sarashito nods. "I don't like drinking very much, but his Metropolitans... beautiful."
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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 14, 2006 20:37:30 GMT -5
"okay, how quickly can you get some of your legendary quality stuff"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 14, 2006 20:41:24 GMT -5
Sarashito says, "It's been in the flask the whole time."
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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 14, 2006 20:51:45 GMT -5
"Who's flask"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 14, 2006 21:02:36 GMT -5
Quion smiles and pulls out a metal hip flask, clearly full beyond its dimensions, marked with ravens and coyotes. "I call it Coyote Shoes. I thought you'd have noticed." In the distance, the waiter comes out with the sandwiches. "So, again: What do we do after the liquor? What do we have to offer? Or threaten with?"
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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 14, 2006 21:04:39 GMT -5
"threaten with, me offer, not much"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 14, 2006 21:14:24 GMT -5
"Well, you could promise a job, or proceeds from your monkey's side biz there, or some other trade."
Sarashito says, "Dealing with the devil..."
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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 14, 2006 21:34:30 GMT -5
"basically yeah, okay one, What kind of job, two Ogee's three answers, no way, no how, and go fuck yourself, and three I don't like slavery, so option one is the only cnoice, or I couold torture it out of him, but option seems quicker, maybe he needs someone dead"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 14, 2006 21:39:00 GMT -5
"Who the hell knows? It depends on what he offers. And hey, man, while I like the bile and rage coming from you, this is your shit we're dealing with. You can estimate what's important to you. And I didn't mean slavery."
Sarashito says, "Guys like him want any number of things: Contacts, information, trained minions, stolen cars or other items, equipment, guns, drugs..."
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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 14, 2006 21:42:39 GMT -5
" well contacts we may be able to provide, weapons I' could probably cook something up*draws death* not on this level though, drugs no equipment, possibly"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 14, 2006 21:45:45 GMT -5
"Why not drugs? We have contacts for them and I'd much rather they get someone high than get someone shot."
Sarashito says, "We have good forgers... Crashing Heavens items could be worth a lot on the black market. So would info we have access to."
Quion says, "Wait a sec. The underworld doesn't like you, right?"
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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 14, 2006 21:55:22 GMT -5
"yes, continue" *sheathes death*
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 14, 2006 22:07:01 GMT -5
"Well, the underworld loves death matches and getting rid of their enemies. Maybe we could propose an underground all-comers match on you and anyone else in CH who's up for it and who the underworld doesn't like (Furax, say, or Mosho). In exchange, he gives us what we need."
At this point, the cheesesteaks come. Quion eats quickly and a little messily, Sarashito similarly but with a little more decorum.
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Post by Vincent Hack on Feb 14, 2006 22:19:53 GMT -5
hack eats his cheesesteak but leaves no trace of it on his face
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Feb 14, 2006 22:45:42 GMT -5
"Like the plan?"
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