OPEN--INVITATION TO GATHERING

ashen · 09-05-2017, 05:33 AM

Johannes was alone, and he looked...tense. this was risky. The Badlands weren't friendly, not to them. Tatiana hadn't attacked them, yet. But that could change very quickly. "Our Lodge is holding a gathering. A meeting, for all of the leaders. Myself, Wolfbite, and Tatiana, as it were--assuming she's still Top Dog around here. We're also holding a hunting contest--and there's food. Our trade is set up there as well, and we would be...honored for you to join us."

[member=436]TATIANA[/member]

Here!

charlie luciano · (This post was last modified: 09-05-2017, 05:49 AM by charlie luciano.)

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The Lodge... as in Flintlock Lodge? He hardly heard of that place, so perhaps this was a good chance for interactions. Hopefully he wouldn't run into that Northerner scrap there or else there'd be problems for sure.

The Italian man gave a single nod towards Johannes in acknowledgement, feeling neutral towards the leader. He felt no reason to be suspicious of him, though he still wouldn't let his guard down. "I have a feelin' we'll be attending." The New Yorker said, his voice low and thick with that of an accent. "Unfortunately, I ain't at liberty to guarantee that." Which bothered him. Charlie was involved in this damn group, so why couldn't he accept foreign invitations? The hierarchy was just whack, he swore by it. They had to go, right? The others would be there, and it would be stupid if the Badlands didn't attend. They had to show their presence, their strength, their strong will. They had to make themselves known in the world, and they wouldn't do so by being sheltered. There would be food and other items there for the pickings, and that was what his people definitely needed in this time of recovery.

charlie "lucky" luciano

DYLAN, · 09-05-2017, 07:56 AM

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; color: black; font-size: 9pt; line-height:115%; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px"]— The next person to arrive was the tall, brown-haired Councilmember. He said nothing as he approached and halted wordlessly beside Charlie, his left hand positioned lightly over the waistband of his jeans were his pistol remained. As for his other hand, that mangled mess was hidden behind the bloodied bandages today, lucky Johannes. Dylan's hazel gaze was unreadable as he studied the stranger and attempted to figure out what was going on.

So this was the very Flintlock Lodge Leader in the flesh... Dylan had constantly heard how this group was the dangerous enemy they couldn't trust, but he had never witnessed anything that was actually bad. Perhaps it the Badlands over reactive tendency to create enemies that weren't there - or maybe, more likely, the Flintlock Lodge members hated them as much as Tatiana said. He didn't understand all these groups and their alliances and truces and supplies. It was confusing but he was working on it.

merged stuff · 09-05-2017, 03:42 PM

track until after school

TATIANA · 09-07-2017, 12:43 AM

-- to lazy for fancy rn

Walking up the badlands leader noticed it was a familiar face, one that she didn't particularly care for to be frankly honest but here she was about to walk up and say hey to what could be taken as an enemy. Flintlock and the Badlands have never been friendly to each other after all Badlands tried to wipe out the whole group of Flintlock. "Our Lodge is holding a gathering. A meeting, for all of the leaders. Myself, Wolfbite, and Tatiana, as it were--assuming she's still Top Dog around here. We're also holding a hunting contest--and there's food. Our trade is set up there as well, and we would be...honored for you to join us." Ew, how dare he assume she wasn't leader, that was almost disgusting to think of.

"We'll be there, see you their cotton tail." She spoke as that comment had rubbed her in a wrong way, but she didn't need to come back in a rough way, after all, he already didn't like her. Which she liked to be honest.