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 Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 5:37 pm
 "They help people become more talkative at times." James smiled viciously. "So yes I'll take them." He added waiting for the ammo boxes. "Still these don't bring the fun as much as this." He said pulling out his ice pick, "or this," and with that he dug into his suitcase and pulled out a portable blow torch. "No firearm will ever bring as much fun as this does." He smiled and laughed lightly.
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 9:55 pm
Brian O'Callighan Brian looked through some of the ammo crates. "Here we are." He pulled out a large box filled with the ammo. "Cat sized or smaller will be gone. People and everything else will have massive holes." He looked at the blow torch. "Times have changed." He grabbed on of the new shotgun shells. "Canadians call it dragon breath. When fired out of the shotgun it shoots flames mixed with buck or bird rounds." He put the shell back in the box. "You need different guns or ammo you know where to find me."
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2012 4:45 pm
"Oh the blowtorch isn't used to kill people." James said with a violent smile. "Anyway I'll get more ammo later thank." He said, grabbed his suitcase, and went back downstairs. He went back to the other person who was talking to him before. "So what do you do around here?" He asked curiously.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2012 6:52 pm
 Seamus took a sip of whiskey and lit his cigarette, as he did the man from Ireland came back and asked him a question. "I find out everything that's worth knowing," he answered. Finishing his glass he slid it across giving Greenly better access, "join me for a drink before the meeting? I have a feeling we'll be working pretty closely in the near future." He motioned to Greenly and ordered a whiskey, he then nodded to James so he could order.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2012 8:36 pm
Brian O'CallighanBrian went back to his guns and his book. He was glad to help the new guy James. He was behind by two shipments. He finished up a few more guns. He grabbed some whiskey and began to drink a little. He now had own shipment. He got back to work. He smiled and kept going.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2012 10:29 pm
 James Taggart James Taggart walked into the club. He smelled in all the booze. He walked up to the bartender. "I'm looking for your boss. I'm from Canada and he sent a friend of mine up. I'm suppose to have audience with him." He sat down and smiled. "I believe he paid you for my Scottish whiskey."
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2012 6:11 pm
James replied with "I usually don't drink that much," but he motioned for a shot of scotch. He downed the shot and said "yeah we will be working together we have a very similar job however my methods are a bit excessive I've been told." He had his hand ready to draw his ice pick after he heard what the new person in the bar told Greenly.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2012 11:57 am
 Shayla Fagan Shay dropped off several large boxes in the main dressing room. There were two sets of costumes one set themed for the Chinese New Year and the other for St. Patty's day. Taking her check from one of the stage managers Sheila headed back out into the inclement weather. Only this time she took a cab down to her next destination. Mr. O'Connor would have to wait for now if he wanted to place another order or if there was something he did not like about the costumes. But, he knew where she lived and making another order would be simple, but she doubted it would happen considering now they had plenty of different costumes to have a good variety and rotation. So, unless they needed something mended or something special that pool had dried up. This was not a problem as Shay had already made connections with The Rising Phoenix to revamp their wardrobe.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2012 11:59 am
 Eugen Greenly [NPC] "you got it" He said as he filled Seamus's glass and poured a second for the new comer. As usual he just went back to his work washing glass filling drinks, he was thoroughly trained in the art of hearing but not listening. Especially when it came to the bosses business. When the man who said he was from Canada spoke he looked him over "Does this friend, have a name?" He asked calmly. The boss had already had one surprise visit, he was not sure if he would want another one.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2012 3:22 pm
James Taggart James smiled. "That he does sir. I call him Irish goon." James looked around and leaned in close. "I hear he is the gun man for the Irish.... Brian O'Callighan." He whispered. He leaned back out. "Yeah. He calls me Scottish dog." James scratched his chin. "How much do I owe you and Him for that whiskey?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2012 3:30 pm
Eugen Greenly [NPC] "The boss is in the back and your Irish goon is in the basement. As to the money I know nothing of it. These men will escort you to the boss." As he spoke two men got up form their table and came along side James. "Take him to the boss boys." Eugen ordered simply as he gestured toward the hallway that lead to the bosses office.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2012 3:38 pm
James Taggart James chuckled at the fact he didn't owe anything. "Alright then." He followed the two 'escorts' to a door. He knocked and waited for an answer. "Anyone alive in there?" James enjoyed the chance of having some fun. He smiled and waited.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2012 5:56 pm
 Egan O'Connor "You might not be if don't show some respect." Egan called back. One of his men opened the door and showed Taggart in. Egan put out his cigarette "and what do you want? Today seems to be filled with unbidden arrivals." The last half he said under his breath and mostly to himself as he waited for an answer.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2012 8:58 pm
James Taggart James chuckled. "I don't know. If I do you loose your best canadian connection." James sat down at a seat. "I got your shipments done early and thought 'Why not pop in for a chat ith the mastermind.' and here you are." James put his colt on the table. "Brian is a good friend of mine and yet he ain't got a shop yet." He leaned in close. His smile faded. "He is skilled at gun smithing. Why not let him have more room?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2012 11:19 am
Egan O'Connor "I reward ambition your friend has yet to ask for any more room than the basement where he works. Initiative means something. I do not deny his usefulness, he has made some good pieces better. But, if you are looking for your friend why not try over at the Agincourt apartments from what I hear he is shacked up with the doll who makes the clothes for the dancers and such." Egan was not used to be spoken to so abruptly but he took it in strode for the sake of business. Taking another cigarette he offered one to Taggart. "And is this a social or a business call in your mind." He added as he lit his cigarette.
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