May 11, 2023 14:58:30 GMT -5
Post by Isla on May 11, 2023 14:58:30 GMT -5
A club might not be an ideal location to conduct a business meeting, but the business in question was too... "confidential" to be held at either base. Bearing in mind of the allied relationship the USD and the EDF held, it was normal for Isla to reach out to the other side for a request. This wasn't any request relating to either of the organization's tasks and businesses, though, and Isla didn't just ask to meet any officer from the EDF. If she needed someone perfect for the job, she had to make sure it was someone who can be discreet and handle what the job in question throws at them.
That was when she spotted an EDF officer that immediately caught her attention: Shengyu. She was a very interesting individual for numerous reasons. She was a criminal that was given a second chance at living in the real world and not behind steel bars. It was an unorthodox deal with the consideration of the history she had on the streets as a gang member; for what she did, she alternatively would've ended up nearly or exactly half a century in prison, but fate had a funny way of turning things around. Judging by her files, Shengyu proved herself to be a very capable asset to the force, but Isla found the irony in asking a criminal, moreso a gangster nonetheless, to join their force. It was exactly why she sent a notice for Shengyu to, for the time being, show up at the club provided and meet with Isla, ideally between 8:00 PM and 3:00 AM.
Isla sat at the bar as her back was against the counter. Her attire fell a little in line of professionalism with one of the many USD uniforms and casual. Her outfit consisted of a white, v-neck, zip-up crop shirt with a black hem and three-quarter sleeves that exposed half of her forearm. On the left side of her shirt was the USD emblem. She wore black pants and a black belt. Her overall clothing choice made her both sharp and laid back. She held a short glass of whiskey on rocks with one hand and the other spread out flat on the counter. She took a small taste at the alcoholic drink and looked around the moderately populated club.
"Your person showing up any time soon?" The barista playfully asked.
Isla shrugged one shoulder at Alex, the bartender. Alex was considered to be a long time friend of Isla's and Isla was considered to be Alex's favorite customer. "I can only hope she didn't flake on me or turned in early for the night... in that case she's more of a lightweight than I'd expect." She chuckled with another taste from the glass.
Alex naturally joined in on Isla's chuckle with a chuckle of her own. "Here's to hopin'. But hey, it's only, what, 8:10? I'm sure she'll come soon enough." She gave the demon some reassurance with a quick squeeze to her shoulder.
"I'll hold you to it. If not, if she ever shows up at any other date, put my tab on her tab." Isla joked with another lighthearted chuckle.
Words: 533
Total: 533
Bonuses: Rookie Bonus +65%
PL: 3,410
OOC:
Alex:
Club:
That was when she spotted an EDF officer that immediately caught her attention: Shengyu. She was a very interesting individual for numerous reasons. She was a criminal that was given a second chance at living in the real world and not behind steel bars. It was an unorthodox deal with the consideration of the history she had on the streets as a gang member; for what she did, she alternatively would've ended up nearly or exactly half a century in prison, but fate had a funny way of turning things around. Judging by her files, Shengyu proved herself to be a very capable asset to the force, but Isla found the irony in asking a criminal, moreso a gangster nonetheless, to join their force. It was exactly why she sent a notice for Shengyu to, for the time being, show up at the club provided and meet with Isla, ideally between 8:00 PM and 3:00 AM.
Isla sat at the bar as her back was against the counter. Her attire fell a little in line of professionalism with one of the many USD uniforms and casual. Her outfit consisted of a white, v-neck, zip-up crop shirt with a black hem and three-quarter sleeves that exposed half of her forearm. On the left side of her shirt was the USD emblem. She wore black pants and a black belt. Her overall clothing choice made her both sharp and laid back. She held a short glass of whiskey on rocks with one hand and the other spread out flat on the counter. She took a small taste at the alcoholic drink and looked around the moderately populated club.
"Your person showing up any time soon?" The barista playfully asked.
Isla shrugged one shoulder at Alex, the bartender. Alex was considered to be a long time friend of Isla's and Isla was considered to be Alex's favorite customer. "I can only hope she didn't flake on me or turned in early for the night... in that case she's more of a lightweight than I'd expect." She chuckled with another taste from the glass.
Alex naturally joined in on Isla's chuckle with a chuckle of her own. "Here's to hopin'. But hey, it's only, what, 8:10? I'm sure she'll come soon enough." She gave the demon some reassurance with a quick squeeze to her shoulder.
"I'll hold you to it. If not, if she ever shows up at any other date, put my tab on her tab." Isla joked with another lighthearted chuckle.
Words: 533
Total: 533
Bonuses: Rookie Bonus +65%
PL: 3,410
OOC:
Alex:
Club:
