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meadowlark2019-12-24 07:06 pm
rehandle) wrote in meadowlark2019-12-24 07:06 pm
@stephen.strange
For those of you I haven't introduced myself to yet, my name is Dr. Stephen Strange.
The more recently arrived may not know but thanks to the generosity of Morningstar we own two buildings in New Amsterdam: one is the garage above the current safehouse and the other is a bar under the sports stadium in the city.
The latter we intend to open soon as Red Wings, a working sports bar, with a view to ensuring financial independence and security for us as a group going forward. It's been in the works for a while, will operate under the management of myself and [Bad username or site: clarke @ griffin], and we're looking for a staff.
We'll need bar staff and security for busier periods. We're aiming to create as much opportunity as possible, so if you're interested don't hold back on letting us know. There's no application, no bar work experience necessary, we'll just need to speak with you to figure out suitability and availability. If you're interested in a security position I need to stress that power use is absolutely out of bounds, so experience will be a little more important here.
If any of the more financially established of you can volunteer time or resources while we get this off the ground, that will also be appreciated. Any of you with significant Cooltalk followings, I'd like to talk about collaborating to help us hit the ground running.
Any questions, interest checks, etc, you can get in touch with me here or with Clarke or myself personally via direct message.
The more recently arrived may not know but thanks to the generosity of Morningstar we own two buildings in New Amsterdam: one is the garage above the current safehouse and the other is a bar under the sports stadium in the city.
The latter we intend to open soon as Red Wings, a working sports bar, with a view to ensuring financial independence and security for us as a group going forward. It's been in the works for a while, will operate under the management of myself and [Bad username or site: clarke @ griffin], and we're looking for a staff.
We'll need bar staff and security for busier periods. We're aiming to create as much opportunity as possible, so if you're interested don't hold back on letting us know. There's no application, no bar work experience necessary, we'll just need to speak with you to figure out suitability and availability. If you're interested in a security position I need to stress that power use is absolutely out of bounds, so experience will be a little more important here.
If any of the more financially established of you can volunteer time or resources while we get this off the ground, that will also be appreciated. Any of you with significant Cooltalk followings, I'd like to talk about collaborating to help us hit the ground running.
Any questions, interest checks, etc, you can get in touch with me here or with Clarke or myself personally via direct message.
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[ It's an undercover joke that wouldn't even be funny to the people who do know the place was mostly fixed up thanks to weird dream magic. There's slight humor in his tone but he moves on without bothering to explain, heading behind the bar to lean there, at ease in the space.
Stephen notices the flexing of fingers. Hands are a thing you tend to pay attention to when you're so conscious of your own. The scars aren't the same surgical spider scrawl as those running along the lines of his own bones but he makes a mental note of them all the same, files them in with those more evident elsewhere and the tattoos on Ephemera's fingers.
Not a fake name, then. Or at least not one he's going to ditch.
Stephen settles in, crossing his hands together on the bar top, tone casual even as he asks the obvious question: ]
Private security? I presume bars weren't your usual clientele.
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[ He follows, but not too close and always careful to keep Strange out of his blindspot. There's no hiding with his armor gone and no helmet to disguise the scars, but Sharkface just has to deal with that. Adapt to the situation he finds himself in. Right now that means gathering allies, or at least a few people who won't try to kill him on sight. He's not stupid enough to believe these people could be friends, but allies are a start. Fodder for a common cause.
He keeps standing. Just in case. ]
I was a merc.
[ No use in dancing around that. It'll come out eventually. ]
Did convoys, high security meetings, just about everything. Even bars a few times. I know the drill.