Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160426221910/@comment-24147026-20160717073945

Neil took a greedy gulp of the cool night air rushing in with the newly opened car window. He had been staking out some potential 'realty investments' and monetary acquisitions with a skeleton crew of Runners since the moment he had arrived in his home kingdom, and while many faces, names, and territories had changed since he had moved on to the big leagues, these streets still yielded to him as if he was still beating a path upon them.

Vacuo's mere essence being introduced back into his system was enough to set his blood alight with the same dizzying cascade of giddiness that left him feeling weightless, and it was only because of the way his driver, Burlywood, stared at her boss' erratic mood-swing did he scale back the lip-splitting grin threatening to form on his face. Content with leaning back and letting the lights buzzing by to reflect off of his pink glasses. It was just so nice to be home again, it was like slipping on an old familiar pair of shoes or maybe even a favored shirt, it felt right. Ever more so now that as a Dragon, he held a certain weight that the hungry thief that used to swindle and threaten never could have dreamed of.

"Whaddawe' gonna do now, boss? " One of his underlings questioned from the backseat, he could already tell from the slurred parlance that it was Moss, the worn cowboy could never wait to get his share of the split. Neil wondered where he'd have to pick him up after he spent it all on pick-me-ups and small nips of the stronger drinks.

However, before he could answer, Neil felt a distinct movement coming from his pants. Not that anyone in the car was particularly bad-looking, Neil knew exactly what to look for as he reached down to retrieve his vibrating Scroll. The number on screen painted him a very distinct picture of who it could be waiting on the other end, holding a finger to quell Moss' curiosity, Neil picked up with a bemused smile on his face.

"I was hoping you'd give me a ring or two, friend." He spoke casually, barely able to keep his exuberance from coloring his tone. "I mean, we rarely enjoy an opportunity to talk, it's been forever!" Neil stretched out his inflection on the word 'forever', sounding like a child over-exaggerating a period of time rather than the criminal he was. "So, what's up? You need something, right?"