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JackJackal

Master Thief
She grabbed the shot glass and took it, shivering at the taste. She coughs a few times as the warmth left a tingle in the back of her throat. "Woah, that was pretty bad'
"Heh lightweight." Jax said and drank his shot and scrunched his face while stifling a cough and groaning. Nope your right. That's bad"
 

Zenkiki

The softest little kitty
"Heh lightweight." Jax said and drank his shot and scrunched his face while stifling a cough and groaning. Nope your right. That's bad"
She chuckles at him and grabbed the 90% flipping the bottle around in her hand thinking about it or not. She shakes her head, "I'm not doing this one. If you can you'll win this competition and your reward is going to be a massive hangover."
 

pandepix

M-meow?
James had backed himself up against a wall when he heard Reggie sprint up to him and yell at him, taking his scarred paw. James was surprised and a bit happy. "R-Reggie?! I d-didn't think I'd s-see you again!"
"Hmm... this feline looks... delicious. Maybe he tastes like candy... would match his coat."
James quickly put his paws on Reggie's shoulders and pushed him back, shaking his head and speaking softly but quickly. "R-Reggie, stay back. Just s-stay back! I'm not safe... and I don't w-want to hurt y-y-you."

James looked and saw Satine, a wave of relief and sanity washing over him. "Oh thank God, there you are. I did-" He was cut off by her angry yelling and drug along to the pub, grunting as he tried to pry her paw off. "S-Satine, wait! Physically I'm f-fine, really! I need to t-t-talk to you somewhere private... please!"

Reggie stumbles slightly when Jame's pushes him away and he cocks his head in confusion. Something's not right...Jame's isn't right. Must be all the time he spent in solitary. He sadly shakes his head as Satine escorts him away to seek medical treatment. He stands outside the hotel for a moment, enjoying the hustle and bustle of the city, reminiscing about the times he and Max would stroll the streets of Chicago at night while everyone else slept. He takes a deep breath and heads back inside to meet with Isabella. He doesn't see her in the lobby so he decides to wait in the reception area.

Isabella came down from dropping off the briefcases in her room and went down to the lobby. She walked in and was delighted to see the white rabbit. "Oh! Peter! What a delightful surprise!" She said out loud and walked over to him.

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The waitress finally came back, her apron off and now has her coat and purse. She smiled at the bear and asked, "Are you ready? I hope I didn't keep you too long."

He notices Isa getting out of the elevator and greeting the rabbit from earlier, but decides not to interrupt. Others join them and he quietly observes from his seat, enjoying the gentle murmurs of the surrounding conversation, but then he notices Isa drag the rabbit outside, so he gets up to follow. He casually leans against the hotel, waiting for Isa to finish her conversation, a smirk on his face. Reggie hears Isa say she's looking for him and slowly creeps up behind her to surprise her when she turns around.
 
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HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
"Yes while the White Paw is indeed crippled it has not been obliterated. The MS23 underestimated our opponents in sending them to their prison. A CTD source of mine has put together that the large prison riot in Italy ended with most prisoners dead except for the White Paw". Crossing her arms Kyo pulled out a final photograph. This one showed a large green storage container by a dock. "The Claw of The Dragon is willing to offer our services and allow access to military grade weaponry for free if we remove these pest from the equation".
Hans grumbled as he heard him want to bring the Blackpaws back in and the kitsune describe the prison outbreak. He sighed and nibbled his bread before looking to Stef. "Vith all due respect, my dear feathered friend, I did not come for ze Blackpaws, or MS23. Instead of no quarter given, they took prisoners. I vas against this, and now the weeds slowly grow back. The Blackpaws are not needed... I can cover for them. Now... ve must hunt them down, vith the help this kitsune has offered. I vill hunt the rats down with you."

The Don nod to the kitsune in approval, and then looked to the Doberman. "Is that so? Wouldn't your employer have anything to say about this? After all, you do work for him. Or am I mistaken?"


He notices Isa getting out of the elevator and greeting the rabbit from earlier, but decides not to interrupt. Others join them and he quietly observes from his seat, enjoying the gentle murmurs of the surrounding conversation, but then he notices Isa drag the rabbit outside, so he gets up to follow. He casually leans against the hotel, waiting for Isa to finish her conversation, a smirk on his face. Reggie hears Isa say she's looking for him and slowly creeps up behind her to surprise her when she turns around.

Isabella sighed sadly as she didn't see the cotton candy colored feline anywhere. She turned around and was suddenly surprised of a figure behind her. She let out a yelp and threw a strong punch into the figure's gut. She then noticed it was Reggie and gasped. "Oh, Reggie! Reggie, I'm so sorry!"
 

Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
The Don nod to the kitsune in approval, and then looked to the Doberman. "Is that so? Wouldn't your employer have anything to say about this? After all, you do work for him. Or am I mistaken?"
Hans smirked and shook his head softly, almost a mocking look in his eyes. “Ja, you are vight I vork for MS. However... consider this a black operation. A... ‘business trip’ of sorts. I did not inform anyone I was called by you. I simply said that I was taking a vacation to France. Besides, that annoying VAT that kisses Jackson’s behind is getting on my nerves. Acts like he’s a mouse when he a disgusting vat. I’d vather not do this with him, or anyone else. Not only that, the vat has been busy with someone else. Said he had some company over... a mice and a possum. Don’t know about it, and I don’t care. Now, if you would rather have the puffed up lion and the shit eating vat behind you, you can have that. I’ll head home to Berlin, to my Fatherland, and have a pint of vum.” Hans leaned over to Stef with a small fire in his eyes and sat his face into his palms, his elbows on the table as he spoke once more. “So, vhat vill it be, dear Don? Vats in it for money, or a Doberman in it for blood?”
 

pandepix

M-meow?
The Don nod to the kitsune in approval, and then looked to the Doberman. "Is that so? Wouldn't your employer have anything to say about this? After all, you do work for him. Or am I mistaken?"




Isabella sighed sadly as she didn't see the cotton candy colored feline anywhere. She turned around and was suddenly surprised of a figure behind her. She let out a yelp and threw a strong punch into the figure's gut. She then noticed it was Reggie and gasped. "Oh, Reggie! Reggie, I'm so sorry!"

Reggie gasps as he's punched in the gut and then begins laughing. "Oh you silly mink, you," he says, teasing her as he scoops her up in his arms, spinning her around. "So, now that business has mostly been taken care of," he says raising an eyebrow curiously as he noticed the flirty behaviour towards Sal, "Are you ready to go shopping for new clothes?"
 

HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
James started to pant, beginning to hyperventilate as he tried to speak. "I... I am strong..."
"No you're not."
"Y-yes I am..."
"NO. YOU'RE WEAK. BROKEN. A MONSTER. WHAT WOULD MISSY THINK OF YOU??"
James inhaled rather sharply and violently shook his head side to side. "M-Missy would l-l-like me still! I'm n-not a monster!" He began to sob a bit, shivering slightly as he tried to lean into Satine, sputtering as he was shaking and cold to the touch.

Dr. Wilbur just finished taking the shards out, to the best of his ability, when he sees the raccoon sob and shivering. He looked to Satine with great concern in his eyes. Satine was listening to James and became silent. She let him lean into her as he was shaking and sobbing some more. It took her a moment, but she finally reached up and slowly stroke his head and spoke softly. "James, it's alright. I'm here with you. Let's go back to the hotel, alright? Come on." She took a stand and helped him get back to his feet. "B-but, wait! I'm not finished-" the Mallard spoke up but Satine interrupted him. "It's alright, doctor. Thank you for helping him." She pulled James away and left the pub.


Reggie gasps as he's punched in the gut and then begins laughing. "Oh you silly mink, you," he says, teasing her as he scoops her up in his arms, spinning her around. "So, now that business has mostly been taken care of," he says raising an eyebrow curiously as he noticed the flirty behaviour towards Sal, "Are you ready to go shopping for new clothes?"

She squeals when she gets lifted up and spun around. She giggled and wrapped her arms around him. "Yes, I am! And I can't to see all the nice clothes on you!"

"Ahem."

Isabella looked back to suddenly see Satine with James. The mink's eyes widen to see the two, mostly the raccoon and his condition. "H-hey. Is everything alright?" Satine glanced to James before looking back to her. "He needs rest. I need the room key."

"Of course." Isabella replied and got down from the feline. She hands the porcupine the keys as Satine hand her a small piece of paper. "Thank you. Can you also get these items for me? I'll see you soon." Satine grabs James' paw again and lead him inside.

Isabella watched them walked in with somber eyes and sighed. "Poor James. Satine really has her work cut out for her. I remember when he snapped and tried to kill the lieutenant all those months ago. If it wasn't for Satine to take him down, he would of been put in the electric chair for murdering a staff member."

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In the hotel room, Satine opened the door and lead them inside. She looked around the room to see a table with two chairs, a small balcony, a chiffonier, a vanity mirror, and a king size bed. The porcupine lead James to the bed and have him the sit. "Here we are. We're in a big, quiet room with just the two of us. You are not around people, and people are not around you. You are fine. You are safe. Okay?"



Hans smirked and shook his head softly, almost a mocking look in his eyes. “Ja, you are vight I vork for MS. However... consider this a black operation. A... ‘business trip’ of sorts. I did not inform anyone I was called by you. I simply said that I was taking a vacation to France. Besides, that annoying VAT that kisses Jackson’s behind is getting on my nerves. Acts like he’s a mouse when he a disgusting vat. I’d vather not do this with him, or anyone else. Not only that, the vat has been busy with someone else. Said he had some company over... a mice and a possum. Don’t know about it, and I don’t care. Now, if you would rather have the puffed up lion and the shit eating vat behind you, you can have that. I’ll head home to Berlin, to my Fatherland, and have a pint of vum.” Hans leaned over to Stef with a small fire in his eyes and sat his face into his palms, his elbows on the table as he spoke once more. “So, vhat vill it be, dear Don? Vats in it for money, or a Doberman in it for blood?”

The Don listens to the Doberman as he took a few puffs from his cigar. Once Hans were finished, the older, feathered lion chuckled and replied, "I like how you think, Senore Ritcher. Very well, this will be a job for you and Gabriello. You two should be able to do it. And with Senora Kyo, as well, if she pleases."
 

Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
Dr. Wilbur just finished taking the shards out, to the best of his ability, when he sees the raccoon sob and shivering. He looked to Satine with great concern in his eyes. Satine was listening to James and became silent. She let him lean into her as he was shaking and sobbing some more. It took her a moment, but she finally reached up and slowly stroke his head and spoke softly. "James, it's alright. I'm here with you. Let's go back to the hotel, alright? Come on." She took a stand and helped him get back to his feet. "B-but, wait! I'm not finished-" the Mallard spoke up but Satine interrupted him. "It's alright, doctor. Thank you for helping him." She pulled James away and left the pub.




She squeals when she gets lifted up and spun around. She giggled and wrapped her arms around him. "Yes, I am! And I can't wait to see all the nice clothes on you!"

"Ahem."

Isabella looked back to suddenly see Satine with James. The mink's eyes widen to see the two, mostly the raccoon and his condition. "H-hey. Is everything alright?" Satine glanced at James before looking back at her. "He needs rest. I need the room key."

"Of course," Isabella replied and got down from the feline. She hands the porcupine the keys as Satine hand her a small piece of paper. "Thank you. Can you also get these items for me? I'll see you soon." Satine grabs James' paw again and leads him inside.

Isabella watched them walked in with somber eyes and sighed. "Poor James. Satine really has her work cut out for her. I remember when he snapped and tried to kill the lieutenant all those months ago. If it wasn't for Satine to take him down, he would have been put in the electric chair for murdering a staff member."

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In the hotel room, Satine opened the door and lead them inside. She looked around the room to see a table with two chairs, a small balcony, a chiffonier, a vanity mirror, and a king-size bed. The porcupine leads James to the bed and have him sit. "Here we are. We're in a big, quiet room with just the two of us. You are not around people, and people are not around you. You are fine. You are safe. Okay?"





The Don listens to the Doberman as he took a few puffs from his cigar. Once Hans was finished, the older, feathered lion chuckled and replied, "I like how you think, Senore Ritcher. Very well, this will be a job for you and Gabriello. You two should be able to do it. And with Senora Kyo, as well, if she pleases."
James was forced to his feet, Satine pulling his arm over her shoulder as he was losing the will to fight anymore. He just kept sobbing as he was dragged out, people staring as he couldn't control himself anymore. As they arrived at the hotel James kept his head down, tears streaming from his one good eye as he silently wept. He felt Reggie and Isabella staring at him and the voice whispered for him to tie their tails together and set them ablaze. James could be heard making almost a soft scream through gritted teeth before being led away to the room, heaving as his sorrow tore him down. He was softly made to sit down on the bed and he did so, sniffling and softly crying. He listened to Satine and slowly nodded before laying his head down in her lap, pulling his legs onto the bed and getting into a ball as he continued to cry. "I'm n-not safe... h-he's still there... a-a-and I'm doing all I c-can to not lose control. I d-d-don't want any more death... or bloodshed... b-but I'm s-scared he'll take me over... I s-stand no chance."

Hans sat back up and smirked, nodding up and down softly as he finished off a piece of bread. "That's vhat I thought. So be it... I'll be the young buck's 'handler,' one could say. I plan to teach him some respect since our last encounter..." He pats his ribs where he had been stabbed a few months back before looking to the kitsune, his expression unchanging as he spoke. "I vill take all the help I can get that is not MS, bitte und danke."
 

GrimnCoyote

Maniacally Smiling Canine
"The CTD forever appreciates your help", Kyo got to her feet and bowed. Pulling out a slip of paper with the numbers 23-67" inscribed on them she handed it to Hans. "Nearby docks rest, inside search for the the green storage container with these numbers on the side". Briefly the masked kitsune turned to Maione, "has our business been finished here? Because if so I must begin tracking down White Paws current location".
 

Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
"The CTD forever appreciates your help", Kyo got to her feet and bowed. Pulling out a slip of paper with the numbers 23-67" inscribed on them she handed it to Hans. "Nearby docks rest, inside search for the green storage container with these numbers on the side". Briefly, the masked kitsune turned to Maione, "has our business been finished here? Because if so I must begin tracking down White Paws current location".
Hans scoffed under his breath and nodded, taking the paper and tucking it in his pocket. "Nein, danke Fräulein. I vill go after dinner. I vill not fail." Hans looked to Stef as he waited for his response, ready to order some dinner and talk with his friend.
 

JackJackal

Master Thief
She chuckles at him and grabbed the 90% flipping the bottle around in her hand thinking about it or not. She shakes her head, "I'm not doing this one. If you can you'll win this competition and your reward is going to be a massive hangover."
"Ha! Pour it then! I'm gonna *Hic* win this no prob*urp*lem!" He said. Unfortunately he was close to succumbing to the alcohol
 

HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
James was forced to his feet, Satine pulling his arm over her shoulder as he was losing the will to fight anymore. He just kept sobbing as he was dragged out, people staring as he couldn't control himself anymore. As they arrived at the hotel James kept his head down, tears streaming from his one good eye as he silently wept. He felt Reggie and Isabella staring at him and the voice whispered for him to tie their tails together and set them ablaze. James could be heard making almost a soft scream through gritted teeth before being led away to the room, heaving as his sorrow tore him down. He was softly made to sit down on the bed and he did so, sniffling and softly crying. He listened to Satine and slowly nodded before laying his head down in her lap, pulling his legs onto the bed and getting into a ball as he continued to cry. "I'm n-not safe... h-he's still there... a-a-and I'm doing all I c-can to not lose control. I d-d-don't want any more death... or bloodshed... b-but I'm s-scared he'll take me over... I s-stand no chance."

Satine had sat on the bed beside him as he laid his head on her lap and cried. She sighed and gently stroke his head. There was nothing she could say to make him feel better. In truth, she's not sure if she should say anything at all. She fears that all of her efforts will be of naught and possibly a lost cause. It was obvious that he's spiraling down fast and she may have to put him down for good. But something inside of her was nagging at her to keep trying and don't give up. In an effort to hopefully calm him down, she starts to hum Brahm's Lullaby. Her strokes went along with the melody as she starts to sing to the troubled raccoon.

"Berceuse et bonne nuit
Dans le ciel les étoiles sont brillantes
Autour de votre tête
Fleurs gay
Réglez votre sommeil jusqu'au jour


Berceuse et bonne nuit
Dans le ciel les étoiles sont brillantes
Autour de votre tête
Fleurs gay
Réglez votre sommeil jusqu'au jour


Ferme tes yeux
Maintenant et repos
Que ces heures
Soyez béni


Ferme tes yeux
Maintenant et repos
Que ces heures
Soyez béni
"

She continues to hum, waiting to see if her singing helped in any way.


Hans sat back up and smirked, nodding up and down softly as he finished off a piece of bread. "That's vhat I thought. So be it... I'll be the young buck's 'handler,' one could say. I plan to teach him some respect since our last encounter..." He pats his ribs where he had been stabbed a few months back before looking to the kitsune, his expression unchanging as he spoke. "I vill take all the help I can get that is not MS, bitte und danke."
"The CTD forever appreciates your help", Kyo got to her feet and bowed. Pulling out a slip of paper with the numbers 23-67" inscribed on them she handed it to Hans. "Nearby docks rest, inside search for the the green storage container with these numbers on the side". Briefly the masked kitsune turned to Maione, "has our business been finished here? Because if so I must begin tracking down White Paws current location".
Hans scoffed under his breath and nodded, taking the paper and tucking it in his pocket. "Nein, danke Fräulein. I vill go after dinner. I vill not fail." Hans looked to Stef as he waited for his response, ready to order some dinner and talk with his friend.

Don Maione looked to Kyo and nod his head. "Yes. Our business is done here. Please keep me inform on their whereabouts." He waits til the kitsune leave before turning to Hans and speak to him. "Oh, yes. About my son. Do you remember that day when you and he had that fight months ago? And the next day, I had to be excused for an emergency? Do you remember that?"
 
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Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
Satine had sat on the bed beside him as he laid his head on her lap and cried. She sighed and gently stroke his head. There was nothing she could say to make him feel better. In truth, she's not sure if she should say anything at all. She fears that all of her efforts will be of naught and possibly a lost cause. It was obvious that he's spiraling down fast and she may have to put him down for good. But something inside of her was nagging at her to keep trying and don't give up. In an effort to hopefully calm him down, she starts to hum Brahm's Lullaby. Her strokes went along with the melody as she starts to sing to the troubled raccoon.

"Berceuse et bonne nuit
Dans le ciel les étoiles sont brillantes
Autour de votre tête
Fleurs gay
Réglez votre sommeil jusqu'au jour


Berceuse et bonne nuit
Dans le ciel les étoiles sont brillantes
Autour de votre tête
Fleurs gay
Réglez votre sommeil jusqu'au jour


Ferme tes yeux
Maintenant et repos
Que ces heures
Soyez béni


Ferme tes yeux
Maintenant et repos
Que ces heures
Soyez béni
"

She continues to hum, waiting to see if her singing helped in any way.
James had been still crying softly, his hands over his head as he laid in her lap. He shivered at her pats and touch as tears soaked his face, the lullaby slowly suppressing the voices in his head. He began to sniffle quieter before falling asleep in her lap, snoring softly as he twitched here and there.
Don Maione looked to Kyo and nod his head. "Yes. Our business is done here. Please keep me informed on their whereabouts." He waits till the kitsune leave before turning to Hans and speaks to him. "Oh, yes. About my son. Do you remember that day when you and he had that fight months ago? And the next day, I had to be excused for an emergency? Do you remember that?"
Hans waited for Kyo to leave before moving into her seat, sitting across from Stef and sipping the last of his wine. He nodded and rolled his eyes, huffing softly before he spoke. "Ja, how could I forget? Your son stabbed me with my own knife... smart, until Fräulein Hope hit him over the head. But ja, I also remember you had a crisis the following day. Vhy do you ask?"
 

HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
James had been still crying softly, his hands over his head as he laid in her lap. He shivered at her pats and touch as tears soaked his face, the lullaby slowly suppressing the voices in his head. He began to sniffle quieter before falling asleep in her lap, snoring softly as he twitched here and there.

Hans waited for Kyo to leave before moving into her seat, sitting across from Stef and sipping the last of his wine. He nodded and rolled his eyes, huffing softly before he spoke. "Ja, how could I forget? Your son stabbed me with my own knife... smart, until Fräulein Hope hit him over the head. But ja, I also remember you had a crisis the following day. Vhy do you ask?"

Hearing James had finally stopped crying and fell asleep, she sighed in relief as she let's him rest on her lap while waiting for Isabella to drop off the supplies she needed.


Hans waited for Kyo to leave before moving into her seat, sitting across from Stef and sipping the last of his wine. He nodded and rolled his eyes, huffing softly before he spoke. "Ja, how could I forget? Your son stabbed me with my own knife... smart, until Fräulein Hope hit him over the head. But ja, I also remember you had a crisis the following day. Vhy do you ask?"

The waitress comes back to exchanged the empty whine bottle for the full one and leave. The guard poured the Don's drink for him, and the Don took a sip before he spoke again. "Well, it turns out that she cause him to have Amnesia. So he doesn't remember a thing."
 

GrimnCoyote

Maniacally Smiling Canine
Nodding she left the restaurant and out to the cold streets. It was cold out with a clear dark skies and streets just as barren. Wind whipped through the her exposed fur as she silently walked down the sidewalk.

She looked like a demon lurking for its next pray. Her outfit was jet black with only half of the mask of which the kitsune wore giving of an unnatural eerie effect. Turning into an alleyway Kyo's three tails swayed in a calm manner reflecting her ice cold mood.

"Tell master Ruunosuke Mr Maione has agreed to the deal", Kyo spoke into the shadows. A figure bathed in black leaned against a wall obscured from sight.

"Shall I arrange a vehicle for your primary objective?", a monotone male voice asked.

"Yes", the Japanese canine replied, "I'll need a motorized bike near the park. I have gotten word that broken sections of a bus's bumper and windows have been found in close proximity to the prison heading north".

Out of the mask of dark the person revealed himself as a tanooki. His outfit looked to be the exact same as Kyo besides species specific alteration to the mask. "Consider it done Shikkõ-sha Kyo of the espionage and information division", he spoke and bowed.

"Many thanks Shikkõ-sha Hideki of the transportation division", she mirrored his movement. Soon both disappeared into the night. The meeting beginning as soon as it ended and all words needed left spoken.
 

Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
The waitress comes back to exchange the empty wine bottle for the full one and leave. The guard poured the Don's drink for him, and the Don took a sip before he spoke again. "Well, it turns out that she caused him to have Amnesia. So he doesn't remember a thing."
Hans nodded to the waitress and poured himself a glass as he listened, a pleasant, almost sadistic smile crossing smiling his face. "Is that so? Vell... I will see to Gab treats his superiors with vespect." He chuckled softly and sipped the wine. "I am assuming you have made him remember he is a lion, one of high standing and pride?"
 

HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
Hans nodded to the waitress and poured himself a glass as he listened, a pleasant, almost sadistic smile crossing smiling his face. "Is that so? Vell... I will see to Gab treats his superiors with vespect." He chuckled softly and sipped the wine. "I am assuming you have made him remember he is a lion, one of high standing and pride?"

"Of course. I also to make sure to tell him that the Whitepaws are our enemies, and it is in his birthright to eradicate them all. As long as he doesn't get his memories back for his old self, everything will be fine."
 

Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
"Of course. I also to make sure to tell him that the Whitepaws are our enemies, and it is in his birthright to eradicate them all. As long as he doesn't get his memories back for his old self, everything will be fine."
"Gut... sehr gut. I vill make sure as ve hunt them down he vill perform to the same high standard his father set before him. Maybe I can see him tonight, if it is no issue with you." He smiled a big smile to him and raised his glass. "A toast, Don Maione. To the Vhitepaws deaths and a vorld where the apex predators dominate as it was meant to be."
 

HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
"Gut... sehr gut. I vill make sure as ve hunt them down he vill perform to the same high standard his father set before him. Maybe I can see him tonight, if it is no issue with you." He smiled a big smile to him and raised his glass. "A toast, Don Maione. To the Vhitepaws deaths and a vorld where the apex predators dominate as it was meant to be."

The Don also grabbed his glass and made a smile. "I don't see why not." He then made a grin and cling his glass with him as they enjoyed their dinner together.

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After their dinner, they arrived back to the hotel and walked in the lobby. They were about to head upstairs until Stefano sees his son drinking and smoking at the bar. The older feathered lion walked over to stand on the side of him and cleared his throat. Gabriello looked over and saw his father. A warm smiled crossed his face seeing his padre. "Oh, I see you have returned. Would you like to join me?"

"No, thank you, son. I am very tired. But before I head up, I wanted to introduce you to someone." Stefano motioned for Hans to walk over as Gabriello turned around to look at the newcomer. "This is Hans Ritcher. You will be working with him on a mission."

Gabriello got out of the chair to stand to his full height and offered a paw to him. "Pleasure to meet you, Senore Ritcher. I hope that we can get along during our mission."
 

Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
After their dinner, they arrived back to the hotel and walked in the lobby. They were about to head upstairs until Stefano sees his son drinking and smoking at the bar. The older feathered lion walked over to stand on the side of him and cleared his throat. Gabriello looked over and saw his father. A warm smiled crossed his face seeing his padre. "Oh, I see you have returned. Would you like to join me?"

"No, thank you, son. I am very tired. But before I head up, I wanted to introduce you to someone." Stefano motioned for Hans to walk over as Gabriello turned around to look at the newcomer. "This is Hans Ritcher. You will be working with him on a mission."

Gabriello got out of the chair to stand to his full height and offered a paw to him. "Pleasure to meet you, Senore Ritcher. I hope that we can get along during our mission."
Hans walked into the hotel and nodded as he looked at the expensive decor. He followed behind Stef and walked over when mentioned. His face was ice-cold, stoic and showing zero emotion as he looked into the face of Gab. He had his paws in his pockets and cocked his head slightly as he spoke, being just a half-inch shorter then Gab as he looked up slightly. "Hold your formalities, boy. Call me Hans. I vould assume your father has not briefed you on this mission, so I vill refrain and let him do that. And I do hope ve get along, Gabriello. Maybe... mmm, no, nevermind." He smirked as he pushed by him, standing at the bar and getting himself a cold beer. Once he got it, he popped the cap off and took a swig before looking to him and speaking once more. "So, tell me Gabriello, vhat do you know of these Whitepaws?"
 

HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
Hans walked into the hotel and nodded as he looked at the expensive decor. He followed behind Stef and walked over when mentioned. His face was ice-cold, stoic and showing zero emotion as he looked into the face of Gab. He had his paws in his pockets and cocked his head slightly as he spoke, being just a half-inch shorter then Gab as he looked up slightly. "Hold your formalities, boy. Call me Hans. I vould assume your father has not briefed you on this mission, so I vill refrain and let him do that. And I do hope ve get along, Gabriello. Maybe... mmm, no, nevermind." He smirked as he pushed by him, standing at the bar and getting himself a cold beer. Once he got it, he popped the cap off and took a swig before looking to him and speaking once more. "So, tell me Gabriello, vhat do you know of these Whitepaws?"

"Fucking rude bastard." Gabriello thought to himself and put his paw back. Stefano chuckled and patted his son on the back. "I'll tell you later. I am off to bed. Goodnight." The Don left as Gabriello is left with the German Doberman. He growled when the Doberman pushed through and asked him a question. He glared at him as he straighten his suit before he replied, " For what I know, the Whitepaws are pests that has been messing with my father's investments. So they need to be completely wiped out at all cost." He turned his body to completely face him and asked, "Are we going after them? If so, when do we start?"
 

Captain TrashPanda

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"Fucking rude bastard." Gabriello thought to himself and put his paw back. Stefano chuckled and patted his son on the back. "I'll tell you later. I am off to bed. Goodnight." The Don left as Gabriello is left with the German Doberman. He growled when the Doberman pushed through and asked him a question. He glared at him as he straightens his suit before he replied, " For what I know, the Whitepaws are pests that have been messing with my father's investments. So they need to be completely wiped out at all costs." He turned his body to completely face him and asked, "Are we going after them? If so, when do we start?"
"Gute nacht, mein löwenfreund." He smiled softly as he watched Stef leave before taking another swig and listening to Gab. He shrugged and took his sweet time swallowing to agitate him more before looking down in the bottle and answering. "Good answer. But, it is more. They are disorganized, a mess. Ragtag rebels against an empire. Hell, one of their own killed the former Don. We made a grave error and sent them to prison instead of executing them. Now, they have escaped. Intel shows they moved in a northward direction, into France. Vhere, ve don't know. But they are here." He looked up and into his aquamarine eyes, his brown eyes showing his lack of caring at the moment. He smirked and patted his thigh mockingly, like a father to a young child. "Easy there, young buck. I know you think you're ready to fight the world, but you aren't, so get that notion out of your head." He shrugged his shoulders slightly and took another swig before speaking once more. "I received the location of a shipping crate for us. More than likely it vill have weapons, but ve can only know for sure one vay. Ve vill be hunting them down, the question, however, is have you had too much to drink to get out and be a Maione man or vill you be a guns-blazing vannabe-cowboy like a silly American?"
 

pandepix

M-meow?
Dr. Wilbur just finished taking the shards out, to the best of his ability, when he sees the raccoon sob and shivering. He looked to Satine with great concern in his eyes. Satine was listening to James and became silent. She let him lean into her as he was shaking and sobbing some more. It took her a moment, but she finally reached up and slowly stroke his head and spoke softly. "James, it's alright. I'm here with you. Let's go back to the hotel, alright? Come on." She took a stand and helped him get back to his feet. "B-but, wait! I'm not finished-" the Mallard spoke up but Satine interrupted him. "It's alright, doctor. Thank you for helping him." She pulled James away and left the pub.




She squeals when she gets lifted up and spun around. She giggled and wrapped her arms around him. "Yes, I am! And I can't to see all the nice clothes on you!"

"Ahem."

Isabella looked back to suddenly see Satine with James. The mink's eyes widen to see the two, mostly the raccoon and his condition. "H-hey. Is everything alright?" Satine glanced to James before looking back to her. "He needs rest. I need the room key."

"Of course." Isabella replied and got down from the feline. She hands the porcupine the keys as Satine hand her a small piece of paper. "Thank you. Can you also get these items for me? I'll see you soon." Satine grabs James' paw again and lead him inside.

Isabella watched them walked in with somber eyes and sighed. "Poor James. Satine really has her work cut out for her. I remember when he snapped and tried to kill the lieutenant all those months ago. If it wasn't for Satine to take him down, he would of been put in the electric chair for murdering a staff member."

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In the hotel room, Satine opened the door and lead them inside. She looked around the room to see a table with two chairs, a small balcony, a chiffonier, a vanity mirror, and a king size bed. The porcupine lead James to the bed and have him the sit. "Here we are. We're in a big, quiet room with just the two of us. You are not around people, and people are not around you. You are fine. You are safe. Okay?"





The Don listens to the Doberman as he took a few puffs from his cigar. Once Hans were finished, the older, feathered lion chuckled and replied, "I like how you think, Senore Ritcher. Very well, this will be a job for you and Gabriello. You two should be able to do it. And with Senora Kyo, as well, if she pleases."

Reggie watches as Satine takes James back inside and shakes his head empathetically. "Yea, poor guy's been through more shit than I can fathom." He takes Isa's paw in his as they begin walking down the street, looking for somewhere to buy clothes. "He would have saved me a bit of trouble if he had killed the lieutenant though," he says, chuckling and squeezing her paw.
 

HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
Reggie watches as Satine takes James back inside and shakes his head empathetically. "Yea, poor guy's been through more shit than I can fathom." He takes Isa's paw in his as they begin walking down the street, looking for somewhere to buy clothes. "He would have saved me a bit of trouble if he had killed the lieutenant though," he says, chuckling and squeezing her paw.

Isabella held Reggie's paw as they strolled down the street. She listened to him talk and slowly nod her head. Looking up at him a bit and then forward as she sighed. "Yeah. But I'm glad that he's gone now. Anyway, let us focus on getting you clothes, okay?" They soon came across a small, clothing boutique and walked in. A few hours later, Reggie and Isabella came back to the hotel bag full of clothes. They first stopped to Satine's hotel room to drop off a bag to her, and then made their way to their room next door. The room was the same layout as Satine's: a table with two chairs, a small balcony, a chiffonier, a vanity mirror, and a king size bed. Isabella put her bags down on the table and walked into the bathroom. A few minutes later, she came back out and looked to Reggie. "Okay, I had made your bath. Go ahead and enjoy yourself."


"Gute nacht, mein löwenfreund." He smiled softly as he watched Stef leave before taking another swig and listening to Gab. He shrugged and took his sweet time swallowing to agitate him more before looking down in the bottle and answering. "Good answer. But, it is more. They are disorganized, a mess. Ragtag rebels against an empire. Hell, one of their own killed the former Don. We made a grave error and sent them to prison instead of executing them. Now, they have escaped. Intel shows they moved in a northward direction, into France. Vhere, ve don't know. But they are here." He looked up and into his aquamarine eyes, his brown eyes showing his lack of caring at the moment. He smirked and patted his thigh mockingly, like a father to a young child. "Easy there, young buck. I know you think you're ready to fight the world, but you aren't, so get that notion out of your head." He shrugged his shoulders slightly and took another swig before speaking once more. "I received the location of a shipping crate for us. More than likely it vill have weapons, but ve can only know for sure one vay. Ve vill be hunting them down, the question, however, is have you had too much to drink to get out and be a Maione man or vill you be a guns-blazing vannabe-cowboy like a silly American?"

Gabriello just looked at him with an unamused expression. After Hans finished talking, he reached to the side and grabbed his half-empty glass, chugs it, and bangs it on the table. "Neither. I am armed, ready, and not as quite as drunk to do a job. Besides, I need to get away a bit and do something productive. So whenever you are ready, I'll meet you outside." He walked out of the bar and headed out of the hotel. The Valet brought over his car, and the feathered lion hopped in. He looked to his watch as he hopes that the Doberman doesn't take forever to come out.
 
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