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

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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	yourtruecolors 2011-06-10 05:50 pm UTC (link)
	`The job's changed. Best to discuss in person. Lunch at 12 at the Starlight Lounge? Their renowned drinks menu does include a Roy Rogers.` (Reply to this)(Thread)

	weighed_down 2011-06-10 06:01 pm UTC (link)
	"Hmm, this should be interesting." Edmund knew the place and later actually go into some of his few dress clothes he sometimes wore for upscale locations. At 11:59 Edmund arrived. He saw the petite form of Minnie at a nearby table and made his way over. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	yourtruecolors 2011-06-10 06:16 pm UTC (link)
	Minnie caught Edmund's eye, and did not look at all toward the mezzanine where Julian is sitting at a private table. She just stands to greet him and smiles. "Thanks for coming on such short notice. I'm having the snails and oysters, what about you?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

weighed_down
2011-06-10 06:22 pm UTC (link)

Edmund visibly blanched at the mention of her order.

"Ah, no that's fine, thanks. I really don't know what they serve here anyway." Edmund felt a little out of place. His dad may have loved to minglke with high society, but Edmund would have been just as happy stopping at a Wendy's. Edmund went to take a seat. "You're welcome, it sounded important."

He took a quick glance around. He truststed her more than before, but better safe than sorry.

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yourtruecolors
2011-06-10 06:31 pm UTC (link)

You can't let your boss watch from the mezzanine at a Wendy's.

"Plenty of things that aren't bizarre or aphrodisiacs, I promise. Menu's right there. Anyway," she says, her voice quieting considerably, but still even, measured, pleasant. "The job's changed. Before, I'd talked about dealing with a two-bit, well, three-bit at the most, probably in a way that would demonstrate an object lesson as well. But it seems my employer has a more urgent problem, and it needs to be handled with even more discretion."

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	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?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	yourtruecolors 2011-06-10 06:38 pm UTC (link)
	"Discreet as in the product of the occasion would never be produced." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

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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	yourtruecolors 2011-06-10 07:46 pm UTC (link)
	"No other specifications aside from another debriefing afterwards." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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. (Reply to this)(Parent)

	weighed_down 2011-06-11 05:30 pm UTC (link)
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