papalobo | Day 265 - Friday, September 12th

Day 265 - Friday, September 12th

[A Chinese man who is definitely a mature adult and not a teenager checks in to the Hyatt, one of their more exclusive rooms, along with his half-white half brother who is also certainly not a teenager and most definitely not the notorious gang leader wanted on suspicion of a September 11th New York City bombing in retaliation for an angry rogue sect of anti-American zealots.

The entire suite floor has been rented out, and it requires a special key card in the elevator and on the stairs to enter that floor. But they can rent one of the still very luxe rooms directly beneath.

A familiar white limo is in the car garage, though the opportunity to gawk or investigate is slim, between the security cameras and live guards.

There's still no contact from Max, but the Department of Homeland Security has become involved, and has begun to enter Ash's territory with intent to arrest any known figures within his gang to bring in for questioning.]

Day 284, Wednesday, Oct 1st

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[He'll kick anyone else's ass who tries including his ex-wife's.]

[ Peter strongly suggests he not do that.

Then, he'll let Jessica know of the change and leave that to him. ]

[After getting the delivery, then, Max has work to do. Unless Ash asks, he won't bother him with details. Ash has thought about what happened enough. The adults should step in and take care of it now.]

[ He has a few hours before Ash comes knocking. Literally. ]

Hey. I made dinner.

[The office door's been left open, and there are several print outs, more for his organization purposes than necessity, trying to find connections, trying to see who he can get to sell out who, perhaps to save their own ass. Even an internal investigation getting them is fine, he'll worry about public exposure later. But he wants the suspects suffering in a cell, and being aggressively questioned.]

Huh? You did?

[ The cats were handled, Ash didn't want to start on the truth serum duplication quite yet, and his mind was running too much to read. ]

Just tacos so don't be too impressed.

You doing it at all's a 7, and knowing you, there's gotta be some skill boost too. I think I'm gonna be impressed even if you tell me not to be.

It really is just fried meat and store shells. You'll get some boost from the quality, but neither of us is up to a feast.

You didn't make veggies or salsa or salad stuff?

I meant there was nothing special about the meat.

[ Of course he did. ]

If it's your salad salsa not-meat parts, it's probably still edible. With meat.

I made myself veggie tacos.

You're not doing any meat?

Not for dinner. I had the hot dogs today, and some bacon with breakfast.

[Max makes a face. Ash will think it's about Ash's diet. Let him think that. He has tacos to go scope out.]

[ It's as promised. The shells are expensive but store-bought. The meat is the same; improved quality makes a difference. Fresh, chopped vegetables await him, and the salsa is thick and homemade.

Maybe he should do more for the first dinner back, but his lunch choice had been hot dogs. ]