a closed starter for @theking-blackheart-muses
Zach shifted in his seat, questioning his choice of agreeing to this meeting. Meeting at The Black Ruby meant establishing authority and possibly showing intimidation on their part, according to Hal. Thus both parties agreed to meet somewhere neutral to set the tone. Jason Romano had graciously agreed to let them use the biggest suite in The Black Dusk Club and even though the room was more than luxurious, Zach found himself itching to get out. Hal, seated nearby with his legs crossed had been eyeing the Devon-born. He knew his friend's tics like the back of his hand.
"Speak your mind," Zach remarked stoically, flicking his steely hues to his long-time friend. "It'll be good to have alliances in the city," Hal said. There was no malice nor any mischief - just plain facts and it was unlike him to be this serious. "Besides they're one of the oldest around. We wouldn't want to start any unnecessary territorial war." Zach pursed his lips slightly, nodding. Disdain crossed his features although it disappeared almost immediately. "Very well." One of the guards nodded at him, signaling that the Blakewood leader had arrived. "Let him in."
When the other men filed into the room, Zach took it upon himself to stand, nodding at the guests with his hands stashed into his trouser pockets. "Gentlemen," he started - steely blue hues sweeping across their faces. "Before we start, let us know your poison of choice." He nodded to the service crew at the side and canted his head towards the guests. "Do tell my crew what you'd like and then we can settle in."