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Disaster. Everything he had so perfectly planned had fallen apart right at his fingertips. The uproar he had been expecting was nothing more than the violent screams of those that fell ill to the effect. Elijah made his way to Atlantis, letting a few more curses spew from breathless sighs. His eyes immediately fell to his brother, seated across the bar. With the raise of his fingers, a drink awaited him as he sat.
“You here for your last meal, also?”
He knew his brother’s plans to dismantle the city and frame their partner would undoubtedly fail. Even if hadn’t intervened, the same outcome would forth come. Of course, Nik had been the one to arrange for the scheme to fall apart. He couldn’t allow their Father to succeed in his ruse and become even more powerful and wealthy. Elijah, should he ever find out what Nik had done, will forgive him some day. And Nik will see to it that his brother doesn’t meet a gruesome death in the process or whilst caught in the crosshairs.
“Don’t be so morose, brother. I’m sure after we’ve downed a few bottles of scotch and we put our heads together, we can find some way to salvage this tremendous failure. Father need not know. And you,” Nik pauses briefly, swinging the bottle of Jack until he overfills his empty shot glass in a sloppy manner, “will keep your mouth shut. Long enough for us, -- ME -- to devise a devious plan. yes?”
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The drunken girl stumbled to her feet again and threw herself onto Cassie. She shouldered the added weight and tried to respond, but was quickly interrupted. “Well-”
Cassie cast a desperate look to him, and mouthed back I HAVE NO IDEA WHO SHE IS .
He could tell by her startled expression that she was just as confused and alarmed as anyone else would be in her same predicament. And then once her discordance was known, NIk shook his head. He was clearly amused as he gestured for the hotel lobby’s bellboy to escort the haphazard away. A moment later, Nik flashed his company a polite smile. Or so, as polite as someone of his caliber could muster up. “Well, I would certainly hate myself if I were her. Wouldn’t you?”
Now that was a terrifying statement. One that Enzo wasn’t going to let set in or show onto his face. “Now before we start tearing flesh, mate.” A nervous laugh fell from his lips before he gathered his own composure. “I got some information on a little, blonde witch that can’t wait,” his voice pushed itself, attempting to negotiate. “I’ve already sent our precious Kitty-Kat her way.”
“But I’m thinking we could make a deal. Since you’re going to want what she has just as much.”
There was an evident case of satisfaction swelling up inside of him. Most of his informants were proving themselves to be a waste, as of late. And here before him, lie a stranger, an unlikely confederate more willing to disclose of private, and perhaps, useful information. All with hopes that in turn, Nik would allow him to save face. Pun, rightfully intended.
“Well I can’t promise I’d be willing to negotiate with terrorists. Whether your kind or your dear, precious Kitty. But, I’m listening. And if what you have to offer is half as beneficial as you say, we’ll discuss your payment. You have five minutes. I’d start talking before I get impatient.”
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Lydia let out a little breath of relief as she took the glass he pushed her way, glad that he wasn’t going to laugh her out of the place for being underage. She raised it just a bit towards him, her eyes widening a bit at his toast. “Abandonment, seems fitting,” she commented, obviously impressed as she took a sip.
There was the slightest bit of hesitation from her, at first. Then surprise. Which NIk could only decode as one thing: she was underage. Fortunately for her, he didn’t care. To many, he was viewed as untouchable. No one would reprimand him unless they wanted to be buried six feet underground. “You speak latin?” Now he was the one who appeared impressed. Many did not speak, much less understand, the language unless they were like him, or simply fans of it. Though, taking the time to learn it was rare.
“More than I should,” her brow arched as she tipped a cup to her lips. The more her story came about, the more disinteresting her past became.
“Two things I am more than happy to celebrate. My ship’d sink if your Goldfinger boat found its way into the deep blue.”
“Well, let’s see ‘em,” Nik made a fork-it type of gesture. He’d believe she was damaged as she foretold, when he saw it himself. Until then, he remained unimpressed.
“No urging appointments for the night?”
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“And I was just saying how I needed a worry free night, and what better way to forget?” Lydia was a little hesitant to reach out and assume he would share, considering who she was talking to.
“Now, that’s the spirit.” Nik contented, whilst pouring a second glass for her, before sliding the drink her way, “Relinquere,” He subtly exclaimed; A latin toast which translated: ‘to abandon.’ Whether that be hopes, worries, or the like.
He hadn’t noticed Nik’s presence until looking over his shoulder, where he found him standing at the end of the bar. Stevie merely greeted him with a smile, as he took the two glasses of bubbly from Cuda. “You don’t want that—” He went to deliver the order to a small table nearby, returning few moments later. “You wanna start your night with an Old Fashioned.”
For Nik, certain habits would just not break. His gravitation towards Stevie, being one. “Oh?” Nik questioned. Before he could even ask, Stevie had already gone ahead with answering his next question. As in, what he did want. Nik, of course, accepted the drink, sampled it, and then slid Stevie his tip: a twenty dollar bill. “You’ve been busy.” Nik was mostly referring to the fact that he hadn’t seen Stevie in a little over a week. “Doing what? Or shall I say... whom?” With a nod, Nik gestured to a woman staring directly at them across the room. “One of yours?”
“While I’d love to scrap this entire conversation, mate. I’m figuring you’re stuck with doing this now.”
Hell if he was. Nik would always refuse other’s demands. Unless the demand came straight from his superior. Which in this case, would have been his Father. Though, even then -- matters were often dealt with when NIk personally felt it was necessary. Everything and everyone else, could wait. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t tear the flesh off your face.” He may not have known it yet, but the question which posed as a threat, was a test. One Enzo better hoped he passed.
Jeremy shrugged his shoulders and shook his head slightly, sitting up a little straighter. “Not opposed,” he answered. “Just wary.”
“If I aimed to kill you, you’d be dead.” The remark was uttered with complete conviction. Nik’s methods were a lot more brutal. He wouldn’t poison his victims, if that’s what Jeremy was getting at. Although, if he grew wary of Nik possibly demanding something in return -- that would be a more accurate assumption. “You doubt me,” NIk finally observed with a laugh. “Well, I can’t say you’re wrong to that’s for sure. -- Drink up.”