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weighed_down ([info]weighed_down) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2011-06-10 16:07:00


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Entry tags:inactive - edmund leland, inactive - minnie

Change of Plans

It was around 8:00 in the morning after Edmund's encounter with the femme fatale at the burlesque club. ( http://www.scribbld.com/users/weighed_down/719.html)  He hadn't gotten dressed yet when he checked his labtop for new messages. Apparently Minni was quick to respond.



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[info]weighed_down
2011-06-10 06:36 pm UTC (link)
Edmund makes a show of looking at the menu, but he speaks loud enough for Minnie to hear him.

"Discreet as in even Sherlock Holmes wouldn't be able to find out?"

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[info]yourtruecolors
2011-06-10 06:38 pm UTC (link)
"Discreet as in the product of the occasion would never be produced."

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[info]weighed_down
2011-06-10 06:43 pm UTC (link)
I see," Edmund said as the waiter came up. "I'll have a steak and a Coke please." After the waiter took Minnie's order and left, Edmunded asked: "Who, when, and where?"

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[info]yourtruecolors
2011-06-10 06:55 pm UTC (link)
"A Mr. Howard, formerly of the Hamptons Howards, now a petty extortionist, somewhere unobserved in the vicinity of his home," she rattled off his address. "Tomorrow night."

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[info]weighed_down
2011-06-10 07:03 pm UTC (link)
Edmund's face maintained it's stillness, though his eyes flickered a bit at the mention of the name. He remembered a Mr. Howard as a kid. His dad took him to the man's house. It was where he met one of his few friends growing up. He sometimes wandered what had happened to Julian after Edmund was forced to leave the state. He had to make sure.

"Anton Howard?"

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[info]yourtruecolors
2011-06-10 07:14 pm UTC (link)
It's a tough catch, those eyes. A very touch catch, but Minnie manages. Julian's Edmund, then, although she'd get confirmation from him later.

"Anton Howard's grandson."

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[info]weighed_down
2011-06-10 07:21 pm UTC (link)
Edmund's eyes were serious as he faced Minnie. If this was Julian...

"I need a name." It was almost as much an ultimatum as a statement. There was a brief trace of something else in Edmund's eyes: concern, trepidation, worry? Hard to say.

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[info]yourtruecolors
2011-06-10 07:34 pm UTC (link)
Hiding how much she likes Edmund right this moment takes more control than most of her performances, but she does her best.

"Jerome Vincent Howard," she says simply. "Five foot ten, auburn hair, green eyes."

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[info]weighed_down
2011-06-10 07:39 pm UTC (link)
There is for a brief moment, visible relief in Edmund's eyes, though it is masked quickly. Who the hell was this guy? Edmund didn't know Anton Howard had other kids, much less grandkids. Eh, a mystery for another day. The important thing was he didn't have to risk pissing Minnie off by turning down a job.

"Aside from discretion, are there any specifics your employer wants?"

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[info]yourtruecolors
2011-06-10 07:46 pm UTC (link)
"No other specifications aside from another debriefing afterwards."

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[info]weighed_down
2011-06-10 08:01 pm UTC (link)
Edmund nods as their food arrives. He slices up a piece, takes a moment to enjoy the taste, and swallows. "Anything else I should know about this guy? Defenses? Hired help?"

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[info]yourtruecolors
2011-06-11 02:36 am UTC (link)
"A 9mm and possibly a couple of thugs. He's prepared for company tomorrow night, but not for a professional."

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[info]weighed_down
2011-06-11 02:54 am UTC (link)
He nodded. Minnie was right, it shouldn't be a problem. After swallowing another bite he grins. "You're not throwing around flattery now, are you? You don't strike me as the type that gives empty compliments."

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[info]yourtruecolors
2011-06-11 03:09 am UTC (link)
"Oh, I could toss around empty compliments if my life depended on it, but I don't usually see the point. I usually make pretty good calls on matters of professionalism." She smiles at him before turning her attention to a grilled oyster.

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