Rich
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The Crue rides up to the junkyard, bikes in a tight formation as they arrive. Dokken leads them in a wide circle of the entire area, and dozens of eyes look over the carnage you've wrought, the dead and broken bodies, the Depot bikes that lie in the…
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A light chuckle from Madame L'Infer as she uncrosses her arms, "No no no, Miss Claremont. I don't want you to find a replacement for him. I want him to be the replacement. I want Mr. Roy. To work here. As one of my whores. Until I tire of him." She …
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Madame L'Infer's eyes narrow dangerously when you suggest she was entrapping Dustin, but you wisely sidestep that conversation by moving to discussion of a blood price. She breaks her steeple and crosses her arms, "I do not want his money. Miss Clar…
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"Oh Miss Claremont," Madame L'Infer purrs while sitting back, steepling her fingers. "A literal pound of flesh will do nicely. Enough that he won't survive. A life... for a life." She arches a brow and waits for your counter-offer.
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Siobahn recovers and doesn't seem offended. She's more than a bit nervous around the madame herself. Madame L'Infer smiles in that way she does where it never touches her eyes but doesn't approach rude, and gestures for you to follow, "Of course, M…
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Your offer for taking her out for Thai gets a thrill out of her. "You want to take me out?" She grins while tracing her fingers over your collarbone, "That sounds lovely. The house is dead most weekdays until out-of-work time. A late lunch would be …
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Her fingers trace from your hair down your cheek around the bruise, "Bianca... it only makes you look more sexy." She leans into your ear, "Are you here for some company? You know it's always on the house where I'm concerned. Always." She nips your …
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The handsome fellow puts on a winning smile, "Of course, Bianca Claremont, I'm happy to summon her for you...." He smiles at the implied joke, hidden among all the mortals here. "Please wait in the lounge there. Have a drink at the bar if you wish, …
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Miles ponders your suggestion for a moment, "Yes, you're right, I should be there." He glances down at where your hands meet. "Sierra, I need to share something private with you. I'm... I have trouble with crowds." He looks up at you, his eyes troub…
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Missed catches the bread, tears off some to eat. With her mouth half full, she answers, "When you go looking for revenge, dig two graves. One of 'em's for yourself." She washes down the bread with her water, shrugs like "but it's your call". "Th…
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You have no trouble driving the long stretch of road to Madame L'Infer's. The old mansion sits up on a hill overlooking the blight of this forgotten section of old Detroit. A few neighboring houses were demolished (totally by accident) so now there …
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The information is obviously less than he'd anticipated, but he accepts your answer without complaint, "Ah. I had heard he'd traveled to The Irons often, and knew you lived there for some time. It was... a stab in the dark." He pauses, then moves t…
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Dustin laughs at your "joke" (he assumes it's a joke even if it isn't) and he gets to work on the Heineken and lets you go. Where are you headed?
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Purchases made, you head out of the bodega with arms full of paper bags and put them in your truck, then head back to the Viking. When you put down the bags on the dresser, Dustin hovers over them, picks through one bag, makes curious noises, then …
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No objections, he's learned not to bother. You head out to get food. I assume you don't think he'll cook, so what do you get?
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Dustin sulks in the truck, but cannot argue with your logic. You get a room, no problem, and can get him and his luggage in there, too. Any last words of wisdom for him before you go as he sits there on the lumpy bed?
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His eyes widen when you pull in, and he gapes for a moment when you make it clear this is his new home, "Are you fucking serious? Bianca, why can't I crash with you? This is a literal roach motel. Literal roaches. Literal as in not figurative."
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You leave Sasha behind and head back down to your truck. The drive downtown is a half hour, so you beat work traffic. Parking isn't a problem since you just need to pick Dustin up. He comes out with two expensive suitcases full of clothes, puts the…
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"Good, I'm glad to hear it." he says, and yes, he does seem pleased. "I know your life outside DVFP was very posh. I hope that while you stay here, with me, that I can provide you with comfort." He takes a breath as if to say "that's settled" and st…
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Miles takes a chair near you, scooting a bit closer, reaching out to place a hand over yours. He seems to enjoy the connection, the touch. "I do, I most certainly do." he says in a reassuring tone. "Before we move on to discussion of those matters, …
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Sasha has folded up your sweats and shirt and put them into a plastic grocery bag. "Here are your clothes." Still in her underwear and apron, she sidles up to put her arms around your waist, leans up to give you a 7 out of 10 kiss and pulls back, "T…
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He looks at you, really looks at you, while holding your hand. "Thank you, Sierra. I will take the more as a compliment." He puts a hand over yours, still holding you there. "I sense that you don't like being called "The Skinner". I apologize. I tho…
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Last and her Zons get back on their bikes or grab some of Graves' rides. Quiet Riot considers one of Graves' gang's bikes, but goes back to her dirt bike, mumbling about how she misses "box truck". Motley, you climb up to the sniper spot and look o…
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You hear the sound of something metal tapping once against concrete. For a moment, it seems like it might be the wall itself. Then you hear it a second time. A moment later, a third. By the fourth, you look out of the window on the door to see The F…
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"Yeah, that'd be great, B." Sasha answers with a knowing look, like she gets that it's a promise for future, a more solid answer to her question, a calm to her worry. She doesn't push further. She grabs her phone and plays some music while you cook…
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Sasha snickers and happily puts the apron over your head, then reaches around your waist to tie it at the back. Of course, it's an excuse to hug you, which gives you access to her, too. She ties it slowly, then steps back, letting her hands rest on …
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"You want to come in here, you have to wear an apron." She grins and opens the tiny pantry to pull a frilly pink apron off a hook. She holds it up to put it over your neck if you submit to wearing it. "I could use a chopper."
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Sasha listens close about your favorite food and takes mental notes. She hangs out for a moment, then hops up to get into the kitchen to get the pie started. She puts an apron on, of course. How long do you hang out before you go?