Catching up with A friend {Invite}

[Jason Argent]

.:Straight off the plane, the man had called an old friend of his. One that he hadn't seen in... well, almost a year by now. He felt the need to just stop by and see how things were going. Setting a time and place to meet with his friend he flipped the phone shut and set out to get one of those damn Taxi's that steal yer' damn money. After managing to get a taxi to stop, the man stepped inside and sat down as he told the man his destination... APW Tower.:.

.:--:.Roughly Twenty Minutes Later.:--:.

.:Out stepped the man from the taxi, after being robbed with a ridiculous fare. Turning around and looking at the building, a smirk crosses his face as he adjusted his dark sunglasses and Black T-Shirt and proceeded into the tower.

Ignoring the help Desk, Essence walked over to one of the many elevators and stepped inside, He looked at the small little plate next to the buttons and pressed the button that lead up to the Tower View. Cracking his massive neck, His hand found its way into his pocket as he pulled out his Cell Phone, glancing at the time before putting it back as the Elevator door slid open and he stepped out of the Elevator and looked around for his old friend. Seeing the man, he made his trek over towards him.:.

[Kasino Royale]

+The big man glanced down at the watch on his arm a few times between his words. It was getting close to the time when their old friend would be arriving, and he had started to get a bit uneasy about him making it here already. His mind was already beginning to see the potential success that was right in front of them with this latest plan they had concocted together. Shaking it off as just probably slow ass cab service or whatever, he glanced up, making eye contact with his tag team partner seated across from him and spoke up...+

...Yea but, I say...Get about...Maybe a good 20 or so hot broads in there. And I ain't talkin' about these fake plastic ass bitches either. You know the ones who look like swamp thing one day and the next look like some half silicone, half flesh concocted piece of crap? Nah...None of that man. I'm talkin' the finest of the fine up in the place workin' the poles. Then? Get your alcoholic ass to bartender and shit right...

+He notices his partner quickly toss up his middle finger, as if to reject the claim of alcoholic...Yea right.. .+

Motherfucker please, you know it's true. Anyway, let you do the bartender shit during the offseason and what not...Me and big man gonna handle the business end of it and all. Maybe get Tommy in that bitch to do security or somethin' since his ass can't keep a job nor can he keep his gun in his fuckin' pocket. Might as well give him somethin' to do that he's good at. Shit after that just...

+His words suddenly come to a pause noticing a massive frame step through the entrance of the Tower View. A smile quickly grew on his face, as he pointed towards the door nodding his head towards it as he spoke...+

And there we go baby boy. Business just picked up. Ha Ha...Look at him. Motherfucker still big as ever, and they call ME the enforcer. Sumbitch looks like a tank comin' through the door.

+Both men stood up from their seats, smiles on their faces as they both made the few steps necessary, shrinking the distance between he and them , as they prepared to meet and greet their old friend...+

[Jason Argent]

.:Quickly taking off the glasses he looks at the two men who stood there greeting the man. Slapping their hands in a sort of welcoming motion He smirks... it had been quite some time the three had seen each other:.

"Whats up guys? Haven't been having too much fun while I've been in Detroit now have ya?"

.:The man flips back his dark red bangs as he awaits a response from one of the men.:.

[Kasino Royale]

Man please. Fun? Pfftt...You know better bro. The Familia IS the fun 'round these parts man. Without us the fans would probably die of boredom and go straight to hell for even thinking anyone else could entertain like we can. But eh, look take a sit down man, and get a drink with your boys or something man...

+He motions his hand towards an empty seat across from where he was retaking his seat, the smile on his face growing as he chimes back in...+

...But, ya' gotta admit man. You're excited about the off season and what we got planned out right. Just picture it man. Ass and titties like magic city all...Damn...Day. Non-stop. Good music and alcohol all you can stand. Pshh...I might stick me a bed in the back and just crash there man. Oh! Hey we gotta hold some "auditions" in a few weeks too. I mean...Heh Heh...Can't exactly hire people for a job like this without seeing what they can do first hand right?

[Jason Argent]

"Ha... damn man. That job is gonna be nice.But damn... I don't wanna fuck up shit so, I'm gonna drag along the woman from home. Don't want none of the workers tryin' to get some sort of 'raise' ya know?"

..:A small laugh emitted from the man as he sat down in the seat across from Kasino.:.

[Dice Dillinger]

+A huge smile instantly came over Dice's face hearing of the "auditions" to be had in a few weeks time. His perverted mind already formulating ways to get a few possible bitches for he and Buck's off season Pimpin' Agency project. Yep, their for real! ;D+

Oh is that so? Hmmmmm...Ya' know, being a bartender at this new place don't sound so bad right now man. Don't sound bad at all now that I think about it. Shit...Count me in.

+Wasting not another second, he takes up the glass in front of him and in almost no time at all downs the entire glass, before slamming it down on the table in front of him and turning to wave the waitress back over to bring more drinks. Then turning to the man who had joined them a few minutes before with a raised eyebrow...+

Drag the woman from home? Damn...Is EVERYBODY pussy whipped nowadays man? Ha...Come on man, not you. You and K on the same shit dog. Talkin' all that shit about you won't go down that road again. And now look...BOTH of you sumbitches just BEYOND whipped! Damn. Shit sure does change don't it? Well what she look like man? She'd at least better be a looker if she got you on lock man. Speak on it.

[Jason Argent]

"Oh Hell no Dice. This man right here?"

.:The man makes a sort a gesture to show he was talking about himself before wearing that same smirk he had for quite some time back in Detroit.:.

"Ain't fuckin' Pussy whipped. Hell, if anything... I made her my bitch. See... that bitch left me for some guy who talked some big shit a few months back. Then he just upped and left her... And well... she pleaded that it was a mistake and every thin' and she wanted me back and all... even brought on the damn waterworks. So, after some heavy thinking...I laid out a ... qualification of sorts.

See... she had to go through a whole god damn list before I finally hit that again. At the end of a two week span? She got a reward well deserved after some of that shit...

But, going back to what you were saying...

A looker Dice? Damn man... you've seen some the women I've been with. I don't go for nothing but nines and up. The one back home? Hourglass shape most definitely... very well endowed in both areas where it counts if you know what I'm talking about. And to boot? She's a fuckin' animal behind closed doors..."

.:Another small laugh came from the man. Describing his woman was fun as hell.:.

"But...what surprises me is... Kasino... You really whipped by a damn woman? Is Dice over there spitting some truth or is he just lying his ass off like always?"

[Kasino Royale]

+Both men could be seen laughing at the last comment by Essence...Before Kasino's face goes blank for a moment looking across the table to his old friend as if trying to gather words to say...+

Uhhh...Whipped? Nah man, it ain't nothin' like that ya' know. Hell Dice think everybody's whipped when they wanna chill out for a little while dog. Simple and plain that's my lady bro. That's it and that's all that matters man. She's real cool dog, real cool. You'd like her bro. I just got sick of the game ya' know what I mean. Meet a bitch...Bang a bitch...Meet another bitch, bang another bitch...Get another restraining order on that bitch...Move on to the next bitch...Ugh...Shit got old and I got fuckin' sick of pulling bricks out of my windshield too. But don't let D fool you man. Don't let him fool you. Ha Ha...If I'M whipped?...Then HIS ass is whipped...187's whipped by Kenisha and ain't even HIT it yet...Ha Ha...Buck's ass is whipped the SAME way. Ain't even seen the pussy yet and he whipped. And oh...Check this one out here. You won't believe this one...Ya' boy King Vegas?...Yea...One of these young girls got him too! Ha Ha!!!! So they can't just point the finger at K-Dog partner. Nah, not like that man.

[Jason Argent]

"No shit... Mr. Manwhore himself finally found a woman whom he didn't just fuck and flee? Here I thought that was damn near impossible. Not surprised Dice here though talkin shit. *sigh* I swear... you can NEVER trust a damn Pimp..."

.:Taking a moment of silence, Ess looks around the Tower view for a quick second. A hell of a lot nicer looking then that damn Cafe.:.

"So... K, you got a location for the club yet?"

[Kasino Royale]

+A giant smile comes over his face replying...+

Yea man. I think I got the PERFECT spot dude. There's this club already set up around the block, but the owner can't keep it up so he's selling man. Got the shit on the real cheap price and gonna keep a few of the bitches working there too. Gonna head over there in the morning if you wanna take a look at it man. Got a real nice set up too. Everything's pretty much perfect dog. I'm tellin' ya', we got over with this one. Even met a few of the girls that work there too a few days ago. Some...REAL...Nice uhhh...*ahem*..."Dancers" if u know what I mean?...Heh Heh...Oh this one girl Desiree?...Good JESUS...If I wasn't already off the market man. God she's a nice lookin' one. And can lapdance you out of a house and home too if you ain't careful. So you game to head down there with us in the morning? Not like you got something else to do or have a life dog.

[Jason Argent]

"Of course I'll go down there and check it out. Hell, I am gonna be one of the the people who run the damn place. It'd be kind of nice to see the place and find a good place to... *ahem* Watch the dances?"

.:The men share a slight laugh at the last comment. Ah, who'd have thought it, 'eh? Ess here running a damn club.:.

[Dice Dillinger]

Cool cool, it's official then man. I can see this being real beneficial for all of us dog. I mean nothing like like gettin' cash while staring at some shakin' ass right? Can't beat that dog. And K ain't lying about the girls down there either cuz'. it's this one named Cherry though...Pssh...Dog...I'm tellin' ya'...Girl got a tongue like...

+He pauses seeing a wide eyed look from both men at the table, as if anticipating what Dice was seconds away from saying. He then shook his head and tried to play the situation off by replying..+

Nah...I"m saying that's what I heard. But girl is uhhh...Real talented ya' know. Yea...That's...What I...Was...Saying...*Ahem*...uhhhhh...Anybody want another drink? On me of course.

[Jason Argent]

.:Ess just shook his head at Dice. Damn man was more sexually active then those damn women he pimps out. That never was nor will it ever be Ess's game. A smile takes place of the smirk that was on Ess's face as he was gonna take Dice up on his offer. He raised his voice so it was directed at the Bartender whom wasn't doing anything as the bar was pretty dead.:.

"HEY! Get some Guinness ready for us man!"

.:The bartender nodded in approval as he started to get the men their drinks ready. Essence turns back to the guys.:.

"Thats a real beer right there guys. Not some sissy ass Corona or a god damn Lite beer... REAL beer... Ha..."

[Dice Dillinger]

Guiness? Yea that shit's alright, it's alright. I myself go for the hardest shit they got most of the time but...I ain't turning down shit now that's for sure. You paying I'm drinkin'. But eh Ess...How long ya' gonna be in town for man? You gon' stick around for a while right? Canadian bitches got it goin' on...Oh...Forgot you was whipped...My bad. But hey at least stay for a few weeks man. It's the Fam's going away party this last month. ALL month long too. Might as well kick it with us for a while man. The whole crew's here...Hell Tommy & Raven even came down for...Hell who knows. I doubt I even WANNA know but...Hell their here. So what's up?

[Jason Argent]

"Nah.... I'd love to and all but... damn... I'm a damn champ over in Detroit man... I gotta go over there and kick some ass in a few days. So, Means after we go and check the place out? I'll be headin' back. But Don't fret guys... I'll be back in time for auditions...

Ha... now... lets go get us some beer!"

.:And with that, The men started to drink... Various chit chat and stuff.... about the business.... and about the soon to be 'business' of theirs... Ah, catching up with old friends was always a blast.:.

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