Well.. you decide what you want. You want to make the jump you know who to call.
Lucky turned and headed out the door, closing it behind her. Making her way out of the complex, Lucky kept an ever watchful eye on her surroundings. Once safely behind the armored steel and glass of her truck, Lucky pulled out Sinn's commlink. Flipping through the information, Lucky pulled up Sinn's address.
Dante will need to be taken care of.
Lucky programmed the address into her Nav system and pulled out.

Lucky - Franklin Heights Apartments -Tues , Aug 1th 2215

Lcuky drives up to the Apartment building Sinn is now residing in. It's a tall budling, being 20-some stories, a cool slate gray. Parking is below in a private garage. Luckily, Sinn's Commlink has the access code.

Entering Sinn's access code, Lucky drives inside the garage, parking in Sinn's designated spot. For a moment, Lucky wonders where the Beast is.
Must still be at the Ace.Sitting in her car, Lucky quickly calls a tow truck service, ordering the Beast to be picked up at the Ace and dropped off at the Strike. Once again, luckily, the ignition code is listed in the commlink. After making the deal, Lucky hangs up.
Who would have guessed Sinn to be the organized type?
Heading up to Sinn's apartment, Lucky considers exactly how she's going to deal with the nanny... and what in the hell she's going to do with a kid.

Lucky -Franklin Heights Apartments

Lucky finds Sinn's apartment easily enough. The access code is not in the commlink however. There's a ten key pad and a biometric palm reader.

Shrugging, Lucky knocks on the door. Guess we're going to have to do this the old fashioned way.

There is no answer to the knock.

Oh, you've got to be fragging kidding me...Lucky pulls out Sinn's commlink once again. Scrolling through his contact list, she looks for the nanny's number.
Oh look, it's labeled "Nanny". How helpful. Of course, I have no idea what her name is. Does Sinn even know what her name is? This had better not be some weird perverted sex line either... She waits as the line rings.

The phone rings a few times, then goes to message. The message sounds more like a day care center than a person's personal commlink, or that of an in-house Nanny. Thinking realistically, who would want to stay in Sinn's home anyways?

Dante is six or seven from Lucky's recollection, and used to having a father that is out late at nights a lot. It could be that he was simply dropped off. Looking at her commlink, it is rather late. If anyone was here, they'd probably be asleep.

Annoyed, Lucky snaps shut the commlink and rings the bell, repeatedly.

Eventually on the AR, a face of a young elf boy appears in front of Lucky.

Hullo? Ummm... who are you?

Dante? I'm a friend of your fathers and I need to speak with you. May I come in?

Uhhh... my Dad said not to talk to people that said that. He said that .. if someone said that... that they were a bad person, and he would hex them. You'd better go before he gets back.

Fragging Sinn
Listen, Dante, my name is Lucky. I'm also not going to bullshit you. Your father has been hurt, pretty bad from the sound of it. I need to make sure you're taken care of while he's gone. Lucky sighs and looks into the monitor. The kid looks a little worried and thin...
Does Sinn feed this child? My God.

My Da's hurt?! What happened?

Roll Con

Con Test


Word is, he got taken down by some big guy with a bad attitude. I don't really know more then that. All I know is that he would want someone to take care of you. So here I am.

Dante nods, the screen goes blank, then there's a series of clicks as the door opens. Looking in side, Lucky can't help but be glad shes' a smooth talker. There's a panic button right next to the door, and it's a sure bet it isn't the cops that button would call.

Are you gona take me to him?

As soon as I find out where he is, kid. Go grab your stuff and let's get out of here.
Lucky steps inside and shuts the door behind her, glad to be out of that hallway, with who knows who staring at her through a peephole.

Dante nods, and walks back to his room. He's still in his Karl Kombat Mage pajames, and gets his things. Ten minute s later, he reemerges iwth his back pack, and clothes on. A suprisingly calm look is on his face.

Ready

Not used to children and knowing that he could easily be crying or something equally horrific, Lucky's grateful for the calm.
Okay. Let's go.
Lucky opens the door and heads out into the hallway. Once inside the elevator, Lucky looks the kid over again.
So, Dante, I know this sounds bad and all, but your dad has pulled himself out of more shit then I... realizing that she's swearing in front of the child, Lucky backpedals.I mean, he's going to be okay. You just need to lie low for awhile. Soka?

Yeah, I'd like a soda, thanks. Dad doens't usually let me have 'em after bed time. So where are we going?

Dante doesn't react to the swearing at all. Apparently that's pretty normal.

For a moment, Lucky's confused... soda? When did I.. oh, right.. soka. *sigh*
Yeah, why don't you and I go grab a soda and some ice cream or something?
When the elevator opens up into the parking garage, Lucky tenses and scans the area. Keeping Dante between her and the garage wall, Lucky hurries them to her truck. Once they're both inside, Lucky relaxes a little bit. Heading out of the garage, she drives until coming to the same small mom & pop diner she took Darius too. Right now, she could use some advice from Mom.
They walk inside.

It's late, bu tthat's the beauty of a 24/7 diner. The place isn't very busy at this time of night. Mama finds the pair a place to sit quickly enough.

Lucky orders.
Hey, Mom. I'll have a slice of apple pie and a coffee. Little man here will have a banana split and a Coke.She smiles as Mom writes it down and frowns.
Banana split and soda this late, Lucky? You're going to regret that when it comes time to get him to bed.
Lucky's smile falls.
Why's that?
All that sugar? Boy's gonna be bouncing off the walls.Mom smiles down at Dante who's grinning back and then heads for the kitchen.
Oh, for the love of..
The pair is silent for a long while, Lucky stares out the window and wonders what Bennett, Luigi and Rayo are planning and hoping that they'll forgive her for bailing on their meeting. An alarm beeps on her commlink, looking down at it Lucky starts.
Oh shit! I'm supposed to meet Vincent in half an hour. Frag it all to hell.
Lucky patches her commlink through to her earbud, slipping it into place. Smiling at Dante, she dials Vincent's number.

Vincent picks up almost immediatley.
Well hello Lucky Lady. Calling to tell me you're eagerly on your way? His eye brows are doing that "mating caterpillar" thing again.

Vincent, baby. I wish I was on my way. Something desperate's come up and I can't make it. Do you think we could meet tomorrow night? I know you're awfully busy and I hate to cancel out on you like this. I'll make it up to you, I promise.Lucky smiles seductively and almost purrs the last line into the phone.

You had better Miss Lucky. I have plans for tomorrow night as well, which will need canceling. Make it worth it for me.

He smiles and winks, then hangs up, getting in the last word.

Fraggin' dammit!Lucky clicks shut her commlink and regards Dante who is tearing into his sundae.
Hey, kid. Your dad ever tell you who to go to if something like this went down? He give you a name?
Lucky takes a bite of her apple pie.
Oh, this is good. Thank God for the little things.

Uhhh... no, the ony people he ever talks about at home is you, this guy names Jewels. which is a weird name for a guy, someone else named Mankudo, and somebody named Raist. We don't know anyone else.

Okay... wait, he talks about me? What's he say?Lucky looks down at Dante over her coffee cup.

He said you're his friend.

Oh, well.. yeah. I am.Lucky quickly drinks her coffee. Looking at Dante, for the first time she realizes how calm the kid is. Kid's actually pretty mature. Huh. She looks at him and decides to level with him.
So, lay out the ground rules for me. You know, tell me what it is that you like and what you don't. I figure if I know where you're coming from, we can both get along a lot better.

Rules? Ummm... I'm not supposed to run in the house, or spend too much time on the matrix. I can stay up as late as I want though, I just have to get up in the morning. I'm not supposed to go outside a lot. I;m not supposed to talk to strangers. And Im not supposed to go in to the honfour.

Dante... those are the rules that everyone else gives you. I want you to tell me what your rules are. Like, "no calling me kid", or "no ruffling my hair or pinching my cheeks"... I used to hate it when the nuns did that when I was a kid. You know, stuff like that.
Lucky picked up her spoon and stole a bite from Dante's sundae and smiled.

Don't steal my ice cream. And that cheek thing too. And don't talk about my Mom.

Dante sets to eating his ice cream with a look of concentration that only a child can bring to bear on ice cream.

Got it.Lucky smiles, a little sadly at the thought of Serene.
Kid better hopes Sinn pulls through or he's an orphan.
Finally, when Dante finishes his ice cream and soda, Lucky packs him back into the truck.
Okay, Dante, so I have to go to work. You're going to have to come with me and do exactly as I say. Got it?

OK. What're we doing?Are we gonna whack some body?

Lucky laughs.
Hopefully not. No, we're going to my club. It's a 21 and over, casino and sports lounge. Naked ladies, alcohol, the whole nine yards.
At Dante's hopeful expression, Lucky laughs and lays down the law.
You, little man, are going to sit in my suite and play Miracle Shooter or whatever it is you kids play. You got it?

That'll work. I can't hold my liquor anyways.

Lucky laughs again. Soon they pull into the Strike's parking lot. Lucky gets out and pulls Dante around to the back entrance coming in through the kitchens. Lucky grabs a few things as they walk through: a couple sodas, a plate of wings and a hamburger. Handing them to Dante she walks him into her office and through the connecting door. After showing him how to operate her trid system and signing him into her Miracle Shooter account, Lucky heads out and goes into her office.
Sitting down, she pulls up her surveillance suite and brings up her room. Making sure that she can see Dante from the camera angle, she minimizes it and places a call to Julian.

Julain picks up. Figures the guy never sleeps.

Evening Lucky. These calls out of no where are beginning to be a bit of a habit. Something come up?

Lucky just nods. Sinn's out, Julian. Have you heard?

Yes, but with his alst mis hap, I'd assumed you'd already planned for that. I'm looking in to the matter. Crash Cart isn't that easy to get in to unfortunately. It will take time from my end. How are things progressing?

Thankfully, I had planned for Sinn's sudden departure and so plans have not been interruppted. Everything will proceed according to plan, unless there's something you would like to change?

No, that sounds perfect. Thank you for keeping me appraised. Is there anything else, or shall I wish you a good night Lucky?

Lucky smiles, the kind of smile that hints at seductive and borders on flirtatious.
Unless you're planning on asking me to dinner anytime soon, I think that's it.

I am, but I prefer to do those sort of things face to face. Good night Lucky, I'll be seeing you. Julian smiles and hangs up.

Lucky hangs up the phone and checks the AR camera on Dante. He's sitting cross legged on the bed, eating the hamburger and watching a movie.
Well, that's that. Time to return to the guys.
Lucky gets up and heads out of the office and towards the private room. Entering she sees the three of them still sitting around the table, most of one bottle of Jack gone and a third of a bottle of vodka downed. The men are munching on wings and watching the game on the big screen. Three empty pizza boxes indicate that someone must have called out.
Gentlemen, I'm very sorry for the delay. It looks as though Sinn will not be joining us for this meeting or for the rest of our project.Lucky reaches over and pours herself a glass of whiskey and sits down.
What did I miss?

Lucky/Rayo/Luigi - The Lucky Strike Wed Aug15th , 0132

Bennet looked up Dead?

Don't know yet. He got himself gutted down at the Ace a few hours ago. Crash Cart picked him up, but I haven't heard anything.

"Gutted at the Ace"? Maybe if he survives he'll figure out that place is bad luck for him.