[*Chloe*]

Calypso - The Tropical Room - Morning


Mieux shrugged and worded his response carefully, "Don't get me wrong dear. I'm against Chems in general, but, when an opportunity to bring in a large quantity of caps presents itself, I'm willing to put aside morality for currency, morality doesn't pay the bills after all."

"I agree, though I do not wish for my girls to become addicted to such things. It is a cap maker when running a brothel with clean girls, I also have them checked out medically for any issues." Calypso said.

Mieux walked over to the window and puffed his cigarette once more and said coyly, "I'm against slavery, yet I'm having a fling with a Slaver." He gave a soft laugh, took one last inhale and put out the cigarette, then sat in the window across the room, "My proposal on Moriarty? Well, I was thinking we'd hire a single assassin, someone who could look innocent, perhaps a young new 'lady of ill repute', or a simple courier." He walked over to Calypso and sat beside her, putting his head in her lap and stared into her face, he began stroking her hair absently as he and continued explaining his plan. "I'd considered hiring Talon Company, but they are to violent, and would likely shoot up the town of Megaton. No, we need someone capable of either luring him to be alone in a bedroom, or someone who can discuss a 'life changing deal'. One thing is certain, he NEEDS to be alone, no witnesses, not if we murder him. Maybe poison?"

"Oh, so you must have forgotten to tell me that you also knew of the other means of my wealth?" She leaned down and kissed his forehead, "Be a good boy and I'll keep you around," she winked.

"Perhaps Alexis could be of use to us? She is a capable killer, and thus far been most obedient to Monroe and myself. She is as seductive as she is sadistic," she traced her left index finger down Mieux's chest, "Though I must admit, I relish in the thought of Colin dying by my blade."

Calypso smelled the air, the last bit of smoke that floated in the room, "I must say, your cigarettes have a distinct, and more elegant aroma than most. I assume, by your taste, that they are not of the locally found variety?"

[Cody Banks]

Mieux chuckled as Calypso called him a 'good boy', he played along and simply barked like a dog for a second, he paused for a moment to think, "Rare isn't the right word. I'd use 'low quantity'. They're not impossible to find, but they were apparently a high end brand, so the stock of it is few in each store. Sometimes it's there, sometimes not. I have a small cache of them I keep to myself in the closet there." He absently pointed to the door in the corner. "Bu-" He was interupted as a small ping on his console in the other room tinged, a sign of a request from his Mr. Handy that tended the bar. "Er, hold that thought love." He tightened his tie and headed down to see who'd interupted his vacation in his own little bubble.

"Yes my good barman how can I...." Mieux dropped his voice as he saw the man through his sunglasses. "You, I know you you're from Tenpenny!" He looked at him, trying to recall the man. "You're....Sam. And from what I remember of you, just the man I want." He wrapped his arm around Sams neck and escorted him up the staircase. "I know you know. You're a man of.....results. Just what I need. And, unless you want me to blow your cover, since I know if you're outside the tower, you're probably playing spy in a town. So here's the deal, you're going to help me, and in return, I'll pay you one thousand caps, with a five hundred cap bonus if you do the job right, Mr. Griffin. My.....shareholder would be appreciative of your service as well. I'm rather well off, and so is my partner. You help us and you'll have a powerful aide in your pocket." He pulled a cigarette from his coat and lit it up, inhaling and puffing above Sam so as not to hit his face. With a curious look, Mieuxs face held a curious look as he asked in a coy manner, "What do you say?"

[Sabrina Steige]

Sam Griffin- being caught- Morning

Sam sat at the bar and watched as Mieux came downstairs “Yes my good barman how can I...." he said before he noticed Sam… "You, I know you you're from Tennpenny!" He looked at him, trying to recall the man.

Oh [censored]….. Sam though, dropping his drink on the floor at the same time…

"You're....Sam. And from what I remember of you, just the man I want." He wrapped his arm around Sam’s neck and escorted him up the staircase. "I know you know. You're a man of.....results. Just what I need. And, unless you want me to blow your cover, since I know if you're outside the tower, you're probably playing spy in a town. “

Not just spying... but how does he know this…

“So here's the deal, you're going to help me, and in return, I'll pay you one thousand caps, with a five hundred cap bonus if you do the job right, Mr. Griffin. My.....shareholder would be appreciative of your service as well. I'm rather well off, and so is my partner. You help us and you'll have a powerful aide in your pocket." He pulled a cigarette from his coat and lit it up, inhaling and puffing above Sam so as not to hit his face. With a curious look, Mieux face held a curious look as he asked in a coy manner, "What do you say?"

Sam was speechless for a few seconds but he then took off sunglasses, revealing his scared eye and spoke to Mieux “Huh well for one I must admit this had never happened before, or at least with a person I simply couldn’t just kill.... Now for atleast... "

.“Since you already know who I am there is no point in lying, yes I am indeed an…. agent of tennpenny although I’m not sure how you know that…” Sam said as he took a smoke of his cigarette

“As for your offer, sure I could use the caps but I'm warning you now, If you reveal who I am to anyone, especially to calypso or those Bortherhood goons. I will have your Tennpenny property and wealth seized and hunt you down…” Sam threated......

And then I’ll hand you over to Burke for further punishment…

“Although on the other hand if you can help with my mission I’m sure Tennpenny and Burke will be most grateful…. and will probably reward you greatly, but we shall discuss that later, what is this “job” you want me to do…”Sam asked

[Jessica Thomson]

Justin Mieux- Base of the third floor landing

Justin snorted and made a smug face of dismissal, "I'm not scared of you or Burke, or any of Tenpenny's other rent boys." He then made a face of normalness, "As for who you are, think of it as an insurance policy. How I know? I am a resident of that tower of dolts, unlike them however, I paid attention to my surroundings. A little eavesdropping goes a long way. As for Calypso? You let me handle that." He made a grin of arrogance.

Leading Sam up the staircase and into his office. "You wait there a moment, pour yourself a drink. if you want." He said pointing at the cabinet of alchohol. Mieux pulled out a key and shut and locked the office.

He quickly went back to his suite and opened the door a moment, leaving it there, he grabbed Calypso by the hand and lifted her up off the couch. He grasped her by the waist and stood behind her a sec, "Here's the deal sweetheart, I know you suggested someone, but I've likely found us a hitman, he's in my office. Bad side? He wants me to keep his identity from you. Here's the thing, while I don't expect you to be ACTUALLY honest about everything you tell me, I do expect a mutual honesty and trust. He's an agent of Tenpenny, named Sam....Griffin. Point is, the mans motives in town I don't know, but if you do, play it coy until we get him to help us and finish our problem." He gave Calypso a kiss, tried to read her face for how she interpretted this snip of news to determine if it was good or bad, then went back to the office and unlocked it again with Calypso in tail.

Mieux opened the door and played it coy, "Calypso, meet Mr. Jack Wolf, a professional hitman. Mr. Wolf, Calypso, leader of Grayditch" he sat down behind his desk, and didn't bother wasting time. He dug through a drawer of his desk and threw a scorched and battered Talon Company logo'd piece of Combat Armor shoulder pauldron on the desk. "Mr. Wolf, I need you to help me, to help us." He nodded to Calypso, indicating her as the 'us'. "I want Mr. Moriarty of Grayditch gone for good. Gone as in dead, not flee town." He looked out his window, which overlooked Grayditch, and watched the scenery, then looked back to him and carried on his dossier for Griffin. "That pauldron on the desk, that will be what you'll use to implicate Talon Company for this hit, it will detract, all, if any, heat that may come about. That said, you need to kill Colin in private, take him to a back room to discuss a business deal. Knock him out, maybe force him to inhale an overdose of jet, or maybe he 'slipped' and broke his neck. Either way, that plate on the desk MUST be at the scene." Mieux eyed Calypso through his mirrored sunglasses, trying to see if she had anything to say, or actions suggesting just what Griffin was hiding that Mieux didn't know.

OOC: The only reason he ratted Griffin out is he trusts Calypso more than Griffin, or any of Tenpennys employees, so he told her as a show of good faith.