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Brian O'Callighan



Brian didn't grab the box of matches. "I owe it to a friend to see him dead." He said gritting his teeth. "I trust you with Shayla. I don't trust Weiss's men." He put the cigar on the table. "I will smoke this after he is dead." He thought of the other men's guns. "You have what... A couple of pistols. I got a full auto-pistol and browning automatic rifle." He grabbed the cigar again. "I have fire power to watch the door. You do what you to him." He looked at Shayla then back at him. "I'm here for her. So I'm following."

David McCullough [NPC]
"Shay Brain and you two will ride with me and my car the res of you take the truck and surround the place, and try not to tip him off. Shamble about like the dockhands many of you used to be." He said as he pulled out his pistol and checked its mag, before slamming it home again and chambering a round. "let's go" For the moment he had more pressing business so he let Brian's comment that he was there for Shay slide, but he fully intended to get him alone and speak to him about it when this was over.

David McCullough [NPC]
David lead the way to his car, while his two men rode up front he, Shay and Brian sat in the back. "WE got Thompson's in the trunk kid, we are prepared for this sort of thing." HE said with pride as the drove down the road nearing their destination, and he was eager for the confrontation.
*post in docks*

Roxy looked over the menu trying to see something she wanted. "Too bad we can't get a good drink here, that is the only downfall with going out. We'd have to go to the Harlequinn or home for that." She said. "What do you like to eat?" She asked him since they've never really ate together.

Seamus walked through the streets focused on his surroundings, taking a drag on his cigarette he flicked it into the street. It was late enough that the streets were fairly empty, pulling his coat tighter he turned the corner. Looking down the road before him he could see the docks in the distance, in the distance he could also see a man leaning against a store front to his right. Seamus kept an eye on him as he passed by, the man waited for him to get a few paces before he began to follow. He was wearing a tight and ragged suit, if seamus had to guess he was dealing with a small sidearm under the left arm being wielded by a punk.

As they came up on a tight alleyway seamus ducked into it, the man stepped in behind him with his right hand on the gun. As soon as he stepped in seamus exploded into motion, he pushed on the man's arm keeping him from drawing the gun while he clicked his heel on the concrete. As the blade slid from the boot tip he brought it up into the man's shin, the man immediately let go of the gun when the blade tore at his leg. Slamming him into the wall seamus stared into his eyes, "What the ******** do you think you're doing?" the man immediately replied that his plan had been a mugging. Taking the pistol out of the man's coat into his gloved hand he stared at it for a moment, "If your going to rob someone..." As he said this he brought the gun up to the man's chest, "make ******** sure you can handle them."

A moment and a gunshot later seamus exited the alley and headed along his original course, as he passed the next alley he tossed the man's gun. Luckily this was an Irish neighbourhood and the odds of cops showing up was slim, even if they did he was not going to be around.

Richard O'Sullivan

O'Sullivan smiled as she accepted his inviation. The waiter came back over and he ordered his meal and waited for Roxy to order hers before the pair were left to their thoughts. O'Sullivan searched for conversation, straining for anything. Finally, he decided to simply state the obvious, "You look amazing by the way." he said smiling, truly enjoying her clothes, as well as her face and body. He kept looking in her eyes, but his eyes wanted to wander over her entire body, but as they were in public, he maintained his composure.

Richard O'Sullivan

O'Sullivan smiled, "I was looking at you." he said plainly, "Or rather admiring you." Though it was rather taboo, O'Sullivan had come to enjoy the new red lips, and done up face that some of the rebellious young woman had started to adopt as the new decade ticked on. However, realizing that work was a boring subject, or at least one that they had beaten to death, O'Sullivan decided to switch topic's completely, and actually learn something about the woman he'd come to think so much of, "So tell me about your family?" He asked, hoping to get some sort of information out of her that would allow him to know her better.

Richard O'Sullivan

O'Sullivan nodded, listening to her every word. It actually sounded similar to his situation, "Well you aren't the only one who's mother wanted you to settle down." He said as she finished. "Da wanted me to go into the rail industry just like he did, and both of my brother's did, but as the Great War kicked off I decided that I'd rather have some life experience then slave away breaking my back every day." He shrugged, "Then when I came home, everyone played up the hero factor, boasted that they were getting admiration for things they knew nothing about, so I left." He looked into his glass, his eyes dropping from Roxy, "Lived on my own, didn't make much of a living until I stumbled into the Harlequinn one day, and..." His eyes moved back up to Roxy's, "... we all know how that went."