who: @skylarowcns where: the emerald club
it wasn’t incredibly common to see alexei volkov hanging around the emerald club–maybe more so when he was younger, but now it was the young man’s game. it didn’t surprise him that his youngest nephew was a frequent visitor. instead, he was doing his monthly drop in to check on the business, run the numbers, let ashworth know if there was any information that warranted sharing with someone on his level. sometimes, rarely really, he’d bring business associates here after a good deal as some sort of celebration. let the creepy old men feel wanted for a night. tonight was one of those nights, but while alexei rarely played along, a certain blonde caught his eye on the stage. he flashed her a smile and nodded his head. he thought he recognized her, meaning she hung around the vipers often enough.












