*crash*
*bang*
*poof*

The sounds of brwaling are heard behind Lucky. The sound like an aluminum baseball bat hitting something are heard as well. Looking back, Anna is wailing away at the man Mancuso first downed. it ain't no Lousiville slugger, but it's sure getting the job done. Barnie and Mancuso are each still slugging it out with a Romero thug.

Well, they seem just fine.
*crash*
*bang*
*poof*
Repeat. Until all the windows are broken or the grenades are gone, whichever comes first. Then hightail it back to the truck and take a moment to survey the scene again.

By the time Lucky arrives back at the melee, Barnie has his foot on the head of the man Mancuso was fighting, and Anna is finishing off the other knee cap of the man Barnie was fighting, the big ork.

mancuso directs barnie to start loading cable spools. Barnie gives the man a kick for good measure then moves off to do as he's told.
Mancuso crouches down next to the injured man, who's ear is bleeding heavily now.

I'll say this once, as you've really only got one good ear left for hearing anyway. The Prince knows damn good and well which operations are ours, and which he can play with. If he, or any of his soldiers, make another move against any of Miriam's holdings, there will be a blood bath. Are we clear?

He's holding the man's head up by his hair as he speaks. When he finishes, he shoves his head back off the ground, bouncing it off the pavement. Taking a good look at Mancuso's gloves ,they're thicker than they should be. They look like the type car thiefs wear, with iron shavings in the back and knuckles beneath another layer of leather. They're usually used to break windows. Apparently Mancuso uses them for heads,

Lucky, Anna, we're done here. Get the rest of the spools loaded, then we're out of here.

Mancuso walks up to the office trailer, taking the Rmoeri mens bottle of J.D. with him. He takes a small bottle of lighter fluid from his ocket, and srpays it all around in side, then uses the whiskey to finish it , then lights it with his lighter. He takes his time walking back, stepping over Romero men. Everything is loaded by the time he climbs back in Lucky's truck. He sends over a new address for a warehouse.

Lucky nods and tosses the Crusader into the compartment, sliding it shut with her foot. Backing up, she "accidentally" takes out the shopping centers new development sign and six feet of fencing before reversing and heading towards the warehouse.
Damn, I love this truck.
Taking a look at Julian, Lucky smiles.
Damn, Julian... you definitely got game.

You're going to need a paint job. I'll put you in touch with someone.

I fel bad for wasting good whiskey though.

He's quite for the rest of the drive over to the warehouse. Not withdrawn, just seems to be enjoying the night over again.

After everything is unloaded, Barnie and Anna head home, with pats for mancuso and Lucky. Mancuso heads towards his car.

Lucky, be up on time tomorrow. You're meeting me at the gym. You and I are working out with Erik Weisler and Oz tomorrow. So don't be late.

He smiles and throws her a wink as he gets in to his car,

Lucky frowns for a moment in confusion but then just nods and gets into her truck.
The gym? Wait.. what did he mean a new paint job? Oh, frag it all to hell, Lucky!
Lucky sits in irritated silence for the rest of the ride home.

Caesar/Apollo

Lucky spends the day with Mancuso, Weisler, and Oz, managing to score an invitation to a poker game at Weisler's home. The invite is exclusive, and the buy in is $25,000. By the next night, she's got some more cash in hand, some more contacts made, and her life is perhaps just a bit more interesting, nad a bit more dangerous.

The most valuable thing she birngs home however, is Cynthia Vicenete's private support for her ying for a Captain's position, and her suggestiong that perhaps Blake Lawson is the captain that she should replace.

Appreciating Cynthia's support, Lucky is nevertheless cautious about the idea of taking any current capo's spot. Suspicious of Cynthia's true motives, Lucky simply smiles and nods and comments that "sometimes new blood is needed to clean the body of disease."
Returning home after her eye-opening lunch with Cynthia, Lucky begins making a few phone calls. Calling in favors from a few made men she knows, men that were unlucky one to many times at her tables. She begins gathering information on the current capo's, keeping the questions subtle and always asking another man about a different capo/capa. The promise of future forgiven debts or an inside track on a hot bet seems to keep the mens' tongues loose.
Charisma + Etiquette Test

Lucky's House
An older home, the facade is done in faded red brick and pine. The inside consists of three stories; a cellar, the main floor and a second story. Both the main and second story are very open, with high ceilings and large windows. The floor is all pine paneled hardwood, worn to a very mellow golden shine. The main floor consists of a kitchen, living room, bathroom, and a guest bedroom/office. The second floor holds the master bedroom and bath, a second guest bedroom and an additional bath.
While the house itself is beautiful, the grounds are even more so. Whoever owned the house previously obviously put a lot of love into the gardens. Gardenias and Magnolia trees abound along with some creeping wisteria and jasmine on the wrought iron gate. The house itself sits back some 20 feet from the sidewalk, offering some privacy behind the hedges. The backyard consists of a small brick patio covered by a wooden arbor and a large flagstone pool. Since moving in, Lucky has modernized the pool pump and lighting in and around the pool, preferring to swim at night.

Quirks
In a house this old, one has to be prepared to deal with a houses' "personality"... something this house has in spades. Lucky believes that the house is haunted, by what, she doesn't know although she has come to believe that whatever it is lives on the second floor... at least that's where she hears the footsteps.


Lucky's Neighbors
Lucky's neighbor to her left is a widowed woman in her late 70's. She's a little kooky, believing that her late husband lives in Lucky's pool and therefore constantly visits. Oftentimes, Lucky will find her sitting in the backyard, having tea and talking to the pool. After escorting her back home and relocking the gate, Lucky has often found a plate of cookies from the woman on her front porch. It's strange, but something Lucky has come to live with.

Lucky's neighbor to her right is another story entirely. Unbeknownst to Lucky, the man is a psychopath, content to watch Lucky's (and the woman on the other side from him) every move from behind his blinds. When the man's not at work (he works as a Sanitation Engineer for the city... which is useful when it comes to collecting souvenirs from the women he stalks) he spends most of his time in a pair of boxers holding onto a pair of very expensive binoculars. His walls are plastered with pictures of various women, among them pictures of Lucky. He's unaware of her "family" affiliation and wouldn't care even if he was. No one is really sure of what his next move is, least of all him.

Lucky is sitting in her office at the Lucky Strike Friday night, when Roberto buzzes her from the outer office. It's almost 2200.

Miss lucky , there's a Julian Mancuso here to see you. He says it's important.

From the bar cam, Julain is indeed in the Strike, looking rather relaxed for someone calling on "something impostant."