Topic: Lucky 38

“My pride and joy.” Jackson thought as his steely blue gaze traveled across the semi-bustling casino. The Lucky 38 was his family’s business and had been his for a few years now. They only thing he would change, at the moment, was the fact that business was still slow. Well, slower than it had been back before the Ark incident that had sent most everyone down to the planet. He thought that it served the former dockmaster right for being demoted, only if there wasn’t such a strong Alliance presence on board now. Jackson was surprised they had let Miss Scarlett Wilson even stay on board. But he was quite sure that an Alliance personnel would be easier to deal with, or even bribe, as the young redhead had been.

Jackson waved off one of his security team as he wandered around, checking on the tables and seeing how smoothly things were running now that they were fully open for business again. Normally he would spend most of his time in his office, but every now and then, you could find the man roaming through his casino searching for anyone that might need him to come to their rescue, financially, of course.

Now was supposed to be one such case, except the rising din from the bar area reached his ears and had him pointing two of his security team in that direction. Only before the second one could get there to back up the first, the problem causer, a middle aged man, with blood shot eyes, decided the casino bar was a great place to instigate a fight with another patron. Carl, at least Jackson thought the guy’s name was Carl took a left hook right to his jaw and stumbled backwards. If they, and they being the people he had hired, did not get a handle on this, it would get worse and worse wasn’t a thing.

Re: Lucky 38

Could be worse Locke thought to himself as he surveyed the casino from his seat at the bar. He swirled his drink as he looked towards his would be employer, Jackson Kincaid, moving from table to table.

Jericho had not lied that this new surroundings were far more zìzài (comfortable) than his shanty on Akers Bluff. The work however looked to be much of the same as he noticed a man starting trouble to his left. Locke casually slid his drink towards the bartender and rose to his feet as one of Kincaid's security took a big shot to the jaw.

As if he were the grim reaper himself, Locke seemingly appeared behind the troublemaker. His six and a half foot frame of nothing but muscle made quite the imposing figure relative to the middle aged man. Locke place a hand firmly on the man's shoulder to hold him back from causing any more damage and waited, fully expecting the man to retaliate.

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Re: Lucky 38

Characters(s): Hui Wan (bio), Little Ye

Hui Wan was currently on a ladder in the Lucky 38 casino, his current task was to change one of the light fittings as one of the bulbs had blown, which caused the area to become too dark. Wan took out a screwdriver from his tool belt and began to unscrew the protective housing which enclosed the light. When the housing was loose, he lifted it off and climbed down from the ladder to begin to fishing around for the new bulb in his toolbox. "There you are." He said as he smiled. "Let's put you where you belong." Wan once again climbed the ladder and unscrewed the old lightbulb to fit the new one into the fixture, immediately lighting up the area with a nice glow.

"Much better." Wan said as he got down from the ladder, smiling at his handiwork.

"Old Wan, How's it going?" A familiar voice spoke up from behind the old man.

Wan turned around slowly, his right hand placed on his now aching back. "Oh, if it isn't little Ye. How is your mum doing?"

"She is fine." Little Ye smiled. "She wanted me to thank you for what you did yesterday. She made you some lunch." The man passed Wan a small box wrapped in cloth.

"Oho, thank you." Wan smiled as he took hold of the packed lunch. "I've just finished here, could you help me move the ladder out the way?"

"Ah, yes." Ye quickly folded the ladder and moved it out of the way, placing it into one of the nearby maintenance cupboards.

"Come, join me for lunch. Your mother always packs a little too much food." Old man Wan laughed, as he made his way to a nearby table.

As Wan sat down, he noticed a fight had started near the bar. "Oh dear, a fight has broken out."

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Re: Lucky 38

Indeed, a fight had indeed broken out.

A fight that Jackson Kincaid was none to happy about. Things like this were to be handled swiftly and discreetly, most times. There were times he let the discreet part slip under the rug, and it seemed like this was one of those times. What he did not expect was for this person that had been hired to be gotten the better of by some random drunk. Would not do at all.

Another thing that was unexpected was the mass of a man that stood up from his seated position at the bar. He was massive; immediately Jackson wondered if this was Jericho Winters' man. He had gotten no image of the guy he was to hire, only that you couldn't miss the man, and there was indeed no missing this man.  He himself was no small man, but this new arrival to the scene was taller.

Jackson slid his arms across his chest, his stance on the matter to watch...for now.

Retaliate the drunk did, or at least tried to do as his bloodshot eyes roamed up and up until they met the face of the man who had just laid a hand on his shoulder, "Well yer a bearrr, ain't ya?" And then he swung, stupidly aiming for the bear's (Locke's) gut.

Jackson Kincaid

Re: Lucky 38

With the amount of eyes on the scene increasing, Locke had to fight his first instinct to end this drunkards existence right then and there. Instead he sidestepped using his considerable speed for a man his size and shot his hand out in an attempt to snatch the mans wrist in his vise-like grip.

Locke

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Re: Lucky 38

The drunk, as was the case with most drunks, failed to react fast enough and stumbled and stumbled as the bear did his fancy move. His stumbling sent him tumbling right into a nearby table, where one Hui Wan was sitting down to enjoy his lunch. The drunk hit the table a bit harder than intended, bounced off and smacked into Wan's chair, which he attempted to grab for support...and failed as she carried the chair over to the floor with him.

Jackson could stand still no longer, her narrowed his gaze at the scene, his voice harsh and low, "Get the man out of here." and then a bit quieter to one of his most trusted, "Toss him in a back room, until..."

Jackson and the Drunk

Re: Lucky 38

Characters(s): Hui Wan (bio), Little Ye

Wan was a bit shocked at the fight which headed towards his direction. He watched the two men edge closer, his chopsticks halfway between his food and his mouth. Suddenly, the drunkard knocked into him and his chair, along with himself fell backwards. Not having much time to move out of the way, due to his old aching bones, he fell and banged his head on the floor below.

Little Ye opened his eyes wide and stared angrily at the drunkard. "What are you playing at?!" He shouted while pointing at the drunk. Little Ye quickly ran over to the fallen Wan and knelt down next to him. "Are you okay?" He asked the old man.

Wan nodded slowly after he confirmed he was okay, "Yes, yes." He said with a small smile, trying to get up "My head hurts a bit, though.". Little Ye helped Wan up and stared at the drunk. "cào nǐ zǔzōng shíbā dài" he muttered under his breath in Mandarin. "Apologise to Elder Wan..."

Last edited by Daniel Taylor (2018-03-02 21:09:41)

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Re: Lucky 38

Characters(s): Hui Wan (bio), Little Ye

Wan just simply waved it off and patted himself down. "No need, no need." He said as he stretched his back, a small smile was on his face "I may be old, but I'm not that fragile yet." The old man laughed as he packed up his lunch. Once everything was cleaned up, he started to head out of the casino. "Jackson, I've repaired your light. Let me know if you need anything else doing. I'm heading home now as it is my daughter's birthday. I need to get her a cake..."

Ye watched as Wan was leaving and as the old man got to the door, Ye turned to the drunkard. "You're lucky that Elder Wan is the forgiving type..." He quickly said before he ran after Wan to catch up. "Elder Wan, wait up, I know a good place that does cakes."

Continues: Donut Czar Us - Deck 3

Last edited by Daniel Taylor (2018-03-24 23:59:32)

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