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Julian Gallio ([info]hellfireprince) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-01-06 20:29:00


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Current location:New York
Entry tags:inactive - julian gallo, npc team - hellfire club

Prelude to Opening Night
"Paulo, let's make sure we have the extra cases of Patron on hand. I don't want us running out midway through the night. It's one the bigger sellers on this side of the Atlantic." Julian Gallio, known to most as Julian Howard,  said to assembled team around him. He often had meetings like these with his staff to motivate them and keep the company goal in mind. The goal of the Howard Entertainment Group was to provide a complete sensory experience at all levels of the "performance" as it were.

He'd gone to each of these five men and women personally, selling them the idea of working for his brand, a fledgling in truth, but his idea, his ultimate goal was to make himself known on the nighttime scene through the Popular Outcast, the club they now stood in. The group stood on the spacious dance floor, with poles and cages at each of the corners for the female clientele that loved to put on a show for the boys. Of course, the fun kept the women coming back. The women, booze and hint of an illicit sexual encounter or two kept the men coming. 

Julian considered himself as a purveyor of a service that most of the world's people needed, but never asked for: freedom.

"All right, people. Let's get back to work and get this place ready for opening night. Francesca, when my 2pm shows, please direct her to my office in the back. I'll be going over figures." Julian said, straightening his tie and cuff-links. Francesca came over and helped as the others dispersed to carry on their jobs.

"You look fine, Mr. Howard. Your meeting will go well." Francesca said in lightly accented Italian.

"Thank you, bella. I'm sure it will go well. Back to work now." he said, heading toward his office.

 

Upon entry, his visitor would find an onyx desk with a personal laptop with a leather chair behind it, in which Julian sat. There was a bookcase on the South wall, and a couch directly across from it. Julian often read or thought on the couch when he wasn't busy otherwise. When she entered, he'd stand and receive his visitor. Viveca Von Rohem.

This...was going to be interesting.
 



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[info]hellfireprince
2010-01-07 06:31 am UTC (link)
"While I wouldn't suspect DaCosta outright, I wouldn't discount him, either. He's smart enough to keep his head down right now, but he could have something in the works for the future." Julian said.

"What about this Benedict Kine? I hear he's a leftover from Shinobi Shaw's rebellion and he turned on the guy he ran with to get on the winning side. Like his namesake.

A guy like that could be looking for a way to move up." he said.

"The only thing I've managed to gather so far is that Sebastian rewards those who do him a good turn. If we can find a malcontent...perhaps we can create one." Julian mused.

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[info]ng_hellfire
2010-01-07 07:57 am UTC (link)
She listens.
"Little Mister Puppetmaster --" it was the more socially acceptable of her private nicknames for Kine. "Might not have the stones for that sort of thing anymore. And that backstabbing good turn does still count for something with Sebastian, plus the years of Under His Thumb credit Kine's got worked up. But the Shaws still don't trust him further than Regan can throw him."

"But even with a believable target, I've got to admit the idea of running a con on Sebastian sound real tricky to me, if that's what you're saying. Maybe even trickier than trying to hard and fast outvote him, and the pretentious power-plays aren't really my strongest suit, I've gotta admit." How did someone this basically truthful become one of the Inner Circle, one might ask? Blood. The kind in her veins and the kind under her fingernails.

"If we're going to need to take our time on this, and I guess we're going to, I can get you into the whole Lords Cardinal loop on the 'he's with me' clause to start with." A slight frown.

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