1920's Roleplay (closed)

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*crest looked at violetta and cringed at the gum* please don't do that near me *he said as he looked back at cesarae* I take it she is a body guard as well

[Ryan Naismith]

"pfah." Naismith went, a self assured smug on his face "A woman? body guard? Please. I'd sooner see a black man president."

[VonnRoux]

Rolling her eyes at him She growled quietly to herself. In the process she  tossed a large curly strand of hair over her shoulder.
"Hmph...keep your comments to your self pig."

[Limber]

Cesare raised an eyebrow at Slim. And turned to look at the new addition to the party. 'I am Cesar Rousio, and to answer your question Crest, I don't know if she is... Slim failed to mention anyone else joining us'

Cesare shot a angry glance at Slim.
'Now then Slim. Get my fine wolf friend these items detailed on this paper once we are done here'
 *Cesare hands Crest's the note to Slim*
'you should be able to find them in my... Ah... private selection.'

'Now then,' Cesare spoke addressing the new lady in the room,
'you said you were looking for me?'

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*he nods grinning* its been a while since I've had one. *he heads off to find it* bloody prohibition *he mutters under his breath*

[Limber]

*Slim takes the paper from Cesare looks it over briefly. He looks at Crest sideways*

*Slim notices Crest beginning to head off in search for the liquor. he catches Crest's eye and motioned with with his paw toward a glass cabinet in the corner of the lounge.*

'You will find what you are looking for in there.' Slim said in a monotone.

Slim avoided any form of alcohol, not because he was afraid to get drunk, he just didn't like the taste. Slim was one of the few fortunates who wasn't affected by the prohibition.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*crest sees slim and nods as he heads over to the cabinet* I take it there is a key for this? *he asks with a serious tone*

[Limber]

*Slim shakes his head,*
'No, it's unlocked... here, allow me.'


*Slim moves over to the Cabinet and swings it open, revealing a collection of time pieces. Slim moves his paw down to the back panel. He moves his hand around until he feels the small wooden handle, he grabs it and pulls upward. This shifts the panel revealing the hidden shelf behind.*


*Slim reaches in and grabs two glass bottles of Whiskey, the tinkling of glass briefly filling the room. he turns around and gestures for Crest to take them.*

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*crest grins devilishly and grabs them* oh you won't be having any troubles *he looks up at Cesare* trust me!