Ronald Blaque meeting  someone     about  one of the clubs he recently  purchased  get's  out of the passenger  seat  of the stealth  mustang Gt     having been taking   there        thanks to his driver  , he'd  offer a sigh  before  looking    at the  Ihpone4  which is nestled  in his right hand      his fingers  roaming  on the screen  navigating to the number he's supposed to dial making sure to click it sending the message -"Alright I'm here    outside     the establishment  time   to get this little    meeting done and  dusted  no.- Standing  at  6  foot 2    weighing in  around     165 pounds with a lean build too ,     the ebony colored  male is currently  dressed in a  black  SAN bartolo  Linen  Blazer  too goo with his  black   bottoms  and   his     business  shoes      hating having to dress  up for  the  occasion  he'd  offer a groan before looking  around     peeking  outside     after noticing the  car come to a halt  the driver  getting    ready  to  park the  vehicle signifying  he's  here     without further   hesitation   reaching for the  door with  his   left hand    pushing it open  in  a  rush to get out, currently the only      piece of  equipment he'd have  on  him  is  adjusted  on his  hip in a modern    TRC holster    is     a  heckler  and  Koch  P-30    fully  loaded  pistol        now   in the passenger  seat next to him, laying on the  seat    is  a  fully loaded   Ak-47  with  3  extra  30 rounds  clips    he'd blink slightly  before  titling his head   at the passenger  seat  in the front end  noticing  a pair   of   grenades the M67 hand grenades     in    one of the two  double  pouches  is also British L83A1 Smoke Grenades   now    having  looked outside for the    first time   after stepping out using     his right foot      which is quickly        followed  by his left before looking around checking the time  noticing it's  6:30pm  and the current  address   is  802 S Hill St Los Angeles, CA, United States,    and the  whether  is cold   and    slightly  drizzling with Winds  at   20mph           the outsides  of the  building   monitoring the  club are   two large body guards both  armed    with     fully loaded  M16's     the outside of the building  along with the inside is currently   monitored with   Color CMOS 24 IR LED Night Vision Bullet Security CCTV Surveillance Cameras   Swiftly walking inside the building  with    a curious  gaze on him   he'd taken in the sight    with an amused grin as he'd walk in  the room with a slightly   amused   stare on his facial expression he'd notice the   Camera monitoring the  bar ,   The  Haze    is  an     upstairs    downstairs  bar and lounge      5  tables   four chairs to each     along with the  bar    that has  10 chairs   all around the  bar,  he'd grin  while moving along   the hardened  surface with      light  and agile     footsteps   finally glad to be in the building he'd   open his mouth to speak in a low  tone   eyebrows raising slightly as he'd  speak."Nice..."Enjoying the layout     of the building he'd send Cameron  a text   sending him the locations of the club.-  802 S Hill St Los Angeles,get here nigga    we gotta   lot too discuss.-  Before heading to the bar looking around seeing what this new place has to offer.



CarbonxDeath: -Deep within the center of the unknown forest in Ohio where the tree’s were bright green like the grass, there was this one open section without tree’s but instead a parked 2014 black Camaro sitting there parked and west of the fierce looking beauty of the car resided a tent fully set up yet right in front of it were where Cameron and Lillian had not only laid but fallen asleep together in his arms. It was early morning and although Lillian still seemed to be asleep Cameron had been up for quite a while for all the male needed on average was 3-5 hours of sleep before his body forces him to awaken which some may call strange while others call very unique and interesting in multiple ways. Now he was still topless having his tattoo’s fully revealed but his black shades were on once more and while the guy had been simply relaxing there throughout the night and early morning, many thoughts traveled throughout his mind about the events that had transpired last night especially the kiss. At this point Cameron wasn’t very sure where the two individuals stood at this point in the relationship, he knew that not only had she enjoyed the kiss but she was clearly still here laying on his chest with her head with what seemed to give itself off as a very peaceful rest indeed but Cameron knew out of everyone things weren’t always how they seemed but hey that’s what taking risks were for. Slowly he turned his head towards hers while his right hand came up in attempt to lightly push up under her chin to tilt her head back a bit and try to place a wake up kiss upon her lips, which if Lillian were to awake Cameron would simply be there smiling at her through his shades and say “ It’s time to wake up sleeping beauty, I know you have enjoyed your time with laying on me and I won’t deny I enjoyed every minute of it but unfortunately we must continue to move and get to L.A already.” Feeling his phone vibrate in his pocket and ignoring it for the time he didn’t want to tell her one of the many reasons he didn’t like to be outside of L.A but the hint was that troubled always followed him whenever he was out of the city that’s for sure.-





XxRazorxDeLamuertexX: -Razor sat, silent in the back seat of a black Chevy suburban, her elbow was fixed on the arm rest on the door, the window slightly cracked as a cigarette fit loosely between her fingers, the smoke trails rising from the burning stick and escaping the vehicle into the outside air in an orderly fashion. With her palm up, she would rest her head in her hand staring out the window. To her left sat her husband Vektor, she was eyeing him though the reflection in the window, she would sigh a bit and adjust herself taking a drag from her cigarette. Razor herself didn't have a love or hate for California, but her presence here was spur of the moment catching hushed tones in the wind about specific peoples and with her sudden loss of assets in Chicago, she needed something to look into. This was the part of her job she hated, making friends, Vektor wasn't too fond of it himself as he had expressed to her many times before. Neither of them were sure why they felt the need to be alienated but once every blue moon they would ifght the urge and put their petty shit aside for the sake of their operations. Stability among other things was their main goal, and this club, this would be the place to find something to provide. Unless the rumors were just that and a trip was wasted, however DeLamuerte had cashed in all their chips on smaller things with less than just rumors and it turned out fine, so why the fuck not. As the Black suburban came to a halt, Razor would sit up right looking at their destination, she would let off a huff which included smoke pluming from her nostils and mouth as she opened her door one foot out onto the pavement, the other kept a hold on the floorboard of the vehicle, she would check her holstered weapon as she looked over to Vektor.- "Let's go play." -A grin shot across her painted face, her eyes had that look they always held when she inserted a morbid sense of humor into something. She would look at the driver and poke his shoulder- "Once we're out, park somewhere, lead the others there, make sure it's close by, we'll text you when we need you." -Razor pulled herself out of the vehicle planting her other booted foot firmly on the pavement stepping away from the vehicle and shutting the door as she looked back behind the SUV she had just exited, behind them was yet another identical Suburban, she would nod to it as a bit of wind whipped her bangs across her face and flickered the tails of her coat, once Vektor had gotten out their ride had began to moveo n the other stopping in front of them rolling down their window, Razor stuck her head in looking at those inside, each one armed and if they didn't have tattoed faces, they were sporting painted faces to represent that of a skull, she looked to the driver and told him- "Follow him, and stay put, if you're needed, you'll know, if any one of you sacks of shit leave this vehicle without my say so, I will beat the living dog shit out of you and run you over with this fucking SUV." -some nodded their head, others gave her a yes Ma'am, and she would step back letting them drive off. Razor would flick her cigarette onto the ground and look at Vektor as she started for the entrance to the club.- "Let's mingle my love."












XVektorxDeLamuerteX: ~Vektor would look upon the land passing by them as their vehicle advanced forth towards their destination. Only his wife and himself were informed on the reasoning for the get-together, the help didn't need to know. Vektor always wanted to do business in this area, a lot of money to be made, but patience he learned to be best. His shades hugging close to his eyes, he felt very warm under his jacket, but the air conditioner helped. Vektor himself shared his satisfied state of mind when he smoked along side his wife, as well from the side pocket in his jacket he pulled a flask out and took a good swig from it and returned it to his jacket next to his pistol. He felt a slight buzz, but he knew his limit, well balanced, he hated long travels. He glanced over to his wife slightly through his shades, keeping his thoughts to himself, which lead him quiet mostly during their journey in the Suburban. "I hope it is air conditioned, love. He said as they slowly came to a halt, his wife exited and he slowly followed, he was more of the silent type so she commanded the others to their post. His eyebrow cocked as he continued to smoke his cigarette seeing them follow out commands, he wasn't used to this area so he felt that feeling of cautiousness but focus. Looking up over the road he glanced for any activity to ruin their evening but didn't see anything. Hearing his wife take steps away he turned her way and followed, taking in his cigarette more deeply than before and pressed the cig along his middle finger and pressed down with this thumb to flick it off to the distance, as he watched he slowly exhaled and kept even pace. Once his wife spoke to him, he would reply "We shall..." he crept closer and grabbed the door before her to open the door for her, quite ironic for insanity to follow proper manors.~



















































Waiting is  something   he's not good  at   but however  now is the time