Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26130256-20150605052315

"Makes perfect sense to me," Ochre shrugged, thinking of the hacker's division Violet had recently persuaded him to fund. He had been skeptical for a while, but changed his tune after seeing the money they were pulling in every quarter.

"Every option you can bring to the field is welcome, and in many scenarios I have witnessed in my... line of work, the person with the most options will be victorious." Ochre wasn't exactly sure whether or not Zephrion wanted his employees to know he had thrown in his lot with the Mob, so he figured he would keep that card close to his vest until he could tell Flagg didn't mind.

"Reminds me of talking to my grandson, a student at Beacon.  He's learned plenty there, or so he tells me, but when the chips are down, it's always some sort of idea he remembers from his childhood or his hobbies that wins the day." Ochre took another drink, thinking of his family. He may have been the don of a crime family, but he was still a grandfather, and enjoyed talking about his grandkids as much as any other.