Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150928195402/@comment-26130256-20150929070145

Before the Eliminator had walked into the office, the receptionist had been in the middle of some kind of project. From what Honara could see before the dog Faunus covered it up, it was some kind of attempt to take an old-fashioned machine pistol, modify it to recieve a Leighly-Braun Manifold, then suppress the whole assembly.

"Oh!  You must be Ms. von Anhult," She started, blushing that her project had been seen. "I'm sorry, but Azzie is still out on business."

"Yeah, sorry about that," Violet yawned as she entered the room. Looking at her deep purple evening dress and long black hair, she looked far more like a professional socialite than a crime boss. But the large revolver at her hip and the same dark brown eyes that all the Cardamoms shared was proof that she was not to be trifled with.

"I needed his help for a job on the other side of town.  If he's taking the speedboat back, he should be here in roughly fifteen minutes.  Had I known what had happened, I wouldn't have double-booked him like this." Shrugging her shoulders, she drank from a coffee mug she had brought in. Whatever Violet was drinking, it was certainly some strong stuff. The rattlesnake was starting to feel a little hyped-up, and she was only smelling the brew.

"So," the caparegime sat down on a nearby couch. "Anything I can get you while we wait?  Tea, coffee, liquor, embarrassing info about my brother?" Violet's eyes sparkled as she said the last one.