Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20151030063516/@comment-5426254-20151110010243

Now that everyone else had began to introduce themselves (and order their meals), it was time for Violet to do the same. But first, she had to clarify something.

"Now then, old sports, before I introduce myself, I must tell you something. I haven't been fully honest with you, especially Mr. Cardoso."

She then saw Azulius's moping pout turn into a devilish grin when he heard them. She knew that Azulius thought he could still have a chance with her.

"And no, I'm still a ladies' gal."

She heard someone mutter a mopey "fiddlesticks" before she continued.

"You might have heard of me as Violet Carraway, or read my story in the magazines as Viola Wolfsheim. These are false."

The table then turned as Violet double-checked her surroundings to make sure no one willing to turn her in was around to hear her. Good.

"Between us, my real name is Violet Cesario, Beacon alumni. The reason why I use these names in the public is that I do some ... business on the side. And we all love our privacy, especially shady folks like me. Now, how about you tell everyone who you are, George?"

"Name's George. George Gainsborough. I'm on contract with Queenston Arms testing and designing weapons. Never been that great book readin', but I can take things apart, build things, and put em' back together."

Everyone then turned their attention to George and his fascinating story.

"Violet and I, used to work together in the same gang," he continued. "They were the Black Chariot. But things didn't work out."

"You see, a couple of mah' friends and I left because she just insists on doing things her way. She thinks that she can save every fella on a rough patch, in exchange for working for her. I had other ideas, and so I went to Queenston."

He then took a deep breath as he prepared to tell the reason why he signed on.

"Some fella named Brine wanted me for the job, and Queenston wants me to succeed so that they don't get in some kinda trouble and that I can keep my job, with a few bonuses. I guess even businesses love their secrets too."

A waitress entered in, serving Violet her mint julep, George his brandy, and the two of them sirloin steaks, medium rare.

"Now all we're waitin' for is Brine to tell us where to go, what to do, and when to do it. As for what it is, we'd rather leave you surprised," Violet concluded, as the two of them ate their steaks.