#sinnersstart

Brooklyn didn't really want to be here, but Oxana promised her she didn't have to do it. She didn't have to step foot in that room ever again. When Jason told her Sera was dead and Oxana was taking over she talked herself out of quitting altogether. Truth be told, she needed the money. For her first night back, she went for something more covering, the little things were making her feel safe. The two bouncers who gave her trouble were nowhere to be found, thanks to Jay. Though with the info that was revealed, it seemed the place was more packed than ever, hopeful to get a piece of the action out back. A man followed behind her as she moved through her section not taking no for an answer. When he grabbed her arm she turned on a dime and threw her left hook, nailing him right in the face. Bouncers rushed over and removed the man. "If you try to buy me next you'll see a worse fate than that guy," she said to the person that just witnessed it all go down.

Derin was happy to get put somewhere her talents could be put to good use. Being an artist was paying off. Though the little designs were beneath her talents, she was still happy to do it. It made the night suck less. "And what would you like." She said as the next guest took a seat in front of her, "You are giving unicorn."

Zed lounged behind the fortune teller’s table, one arm draped over the back of his chair, the other lazily swirling a deck of tarot cards between his fingers. The dim glow of the booth’s decorative lanterns cast just the right amount of mystery—totally unearned, of course, but he did have a flair for the dramatic.

As someone approached, he leaned forward, smirk firmly in place.

"Ah, welcome, weary traveler," he intoned, voice rich with mock mysticism. "You stand before the great and all-knowing Seer of Staten Island—who, for the low, low price of your dignity and maybe a drink later, will unveil the secrets of your destiny."

He plucked a single card from the deck, flipping it over without looking.

"Let’s see… oof." A pause. His brows lifted in feigned concern. "Wow. That’s unfortunate. But, hey, look on the bright side—at least it’s not the ‘your love life is as dead as Blockbuster’ card. That one’s a real heartbreaker."

He leaned in conspiratorially.

"So, what’ll it be? Love? Fortune? A totally made-up prediction that’ll keep you up at night? Dealer’s choice."

location: seducation

Lee was bored, mostly because she was stuck at work and had spent over an hour lounging around trying to keep herself occupied. "Hey you! Don't tell my boss I'm not actually doing anything. In my defence it's practically dead in here, I would be shaking ass for myself and the like... three people that have been in here for way too long and spent basically no money."

Even though the gym was owned by a group that was technically their rivals, Julien had been going there for years and he wasn't about to stop now. If any of those above him in the ghost riders had an issue with that they could talk to him about it but that likely still wouldn't stop him. Julien glared over at a man that was on the chest pressed and rolled his eyes. "I'm going to fucking kill someone." He had never had patience at the best of times and now some idiot was taking every machine he wanted right before he could get to them.

Since the Ghost Riders have formally aligned with the Society things have been ramping up for them. Three low-level serpents thought they could get the jump on the young president but nevertheless, he beat them out. Running down into the train station and leaping into the open train doors the moment before it closed. Crashing to the floor he groaned, "anyone got scissors?"

location: early morning just out of the city

It was a frequent thing for Blake to take a drive in the morning to clear her head. Something about being alone on the open road with the wind in her hair just made everything okay. It was better on a bike but her favourite bike was getting body work done so she settled for her mustang. As she was driving she pulled up next to a figure walking on their own. It wasn't very often she offered rides to people for no reason but she was in a strangely good mood that morning. "Hey cutie, you need a ride somewhere?"