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     “So many--” he’s clutching his briefcase tightly, thumbs twiddling with one and the other nervously. He walks, sort of hunched over, head sunken into his collar like a turtle with it’s shell. They’re all so beautiful, the line up of girls.      “--choices.” Clearing his throat as he says this last bit aloud. “What would you--” he turned to the Madame, with what could be construed as a smile, “--recommend?”      The meek little man had the sides of his head shaven, with what-- at first-- was slick black hair but had been ruffled and disheveled looking. His eyes were this sort of pale green that seemed to be almost muted, like the rest of him. A white labcoat hung off his limbs like a child wearing a Ghost costume on Halloween. It was odd because it was usually this type of man you'd expect to see at a brothel but there was something... peculiar about him.

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Cody Sefo.He ran a gym in Darcy’s home town, but of course, like, she wouldn’t know that at all. What Darcy does know him as is the local pinball master, and the guy who taught her everything she knows. She was never super great at it, but what she does know, he taught her one afternoon at an arcade. Eventually, as Darcy got older, he taught her how to fix some basic technical issues.He was never exactly friendly, but possibly where Darcy learned to stick around grumpy people.

Parked in a back seat of the crowded venue, Hannibal King downed another gin and tonic as he watched a woman who miraculously managed to twirl from ribbons and hoops dangling from the ceiling, remove her top AND collect tips from the audience who watched in awe-- all without breaking a sweat. Serenity always had the best entertainment. He had considered a grand entrance to signal his return, but he decided to lay back and wait instead. It wouldn’t be long until one of his friends stumbled upon him anyways. If they discovered him with or without help from the thousands of meticulously placed security cameras would be the only real unknown.

“That would be a waste of a scream. I can think of, like, five better ways to use all that breath in them lungs, Del.”