Charles Goodman (revisited)
Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2016 12:00 am
It had been a couple of years since he had been back in the Cage. Years spent back home building his empire and solidifying networks with the Merkhants. His business interests in Sigil had waned and that prompted his return. The Cartel was dead and gone and that suited him fine. Less baggage.
Charles awoke with light coming through the large window in his Apartment Bedroom. What time of the day it was, was anyone's guess at this point. He rubbed his eyes and began to take stock of the situation.
He propped himself up on his elbows and looked about the room, squinting as he did. The first thing he noticed was the headache that currently ravaged his head. 'Gods', he thought to himself as he rubbed his forehead. Hangovers seemed to get worse the older you got. Second thing he noticed were the two ladies passed out in his large bed. A young Tiefling on his right, wearing little more than a spiked collar and a few piercings here and there, and a human to his left, tattoos covered her arms and torso in various designs and depictions.
"Oh yeah..." he idly said and sat up the rest of the way, groaning slightly as he did. The two ladies we much younger than he, maybe twenty years old. He figured that was why his body hurt so damn much. After a moment of thinking back to the night before, he finally crawled out of bed and stretched loudly. The two girls groaned slightly at the noise but neither really awoke. They simply curled deeper into the large bed, hiding from the invading light and unwanted noise.
He walked over to the table in his room and scratched his bare ass while looking out the window. Another day in the cage... a far cry from the comforts of home but a lot more fun. he opened a cedar box on the table and took out a small vial. pouring a slight amount out on the silver tray in front of him and then turning the small pile into two thin lines. A small bamboo tube in hand, he quickly snorted the two lines in quick succession.
BAM! His hand slapped down on the table as he shook his head and arched it towards the ceiling. "Damn!" he called out "Woo!... what a rush" quickly followed. The sudden noise awoke his two guests who sat up slightly and smiled at him through half closed eyes. He cut up a couple more lines and brought over the tray to the girls who each took one for themselves. That Nokomis woman could sure crank up a fine batch, he thought to himself as he settled down in between the two now fully energized girls.
He knew he had some important meetings that day, one with a factor and another with his law team. He'd make it but he'd ensure he also made as much of the day as possible. It can't all be business can it?
Life in the cage was never boring...
Charles awoke with light coming through the large window in his Apartment Bedroom. What time of the day it was, was anyone's guess at this point. He rubbed his eyes and began to take stock of the situation.
He propped himself up on his elbows and looked about the room, squinting as he did. The first thing he noticed was the headache that currently ravaged his head. 'Gods', he thought to himself as he rubbed his forehead. Hangovers seemed to get worse the older you got. Second thing he noticed were the two ladies passed out in his large bed. A young Tiefling on his right, wearing little more than a spiked collar and a few piercings here and there, and a human to his left, tattoos covered her arms and torso in various designs and depictions.
"Oh yeah..." he idly said and sat up the rest of the way, groaning slightly as he did. The two ladies we much younger than he, maybe twenty years old. He figured that was why his body hurt so damn much. After a moment of thinking back to the night before, he finally crawled out of bed and stretched loudly. The two girls groaned slightly at the noise but neither really awoke. They simply curled deeper into the large bed, hiding from the invading light and unwanted noise.
He walked over to the table in his room and scratched his bare ass while looking out the window. Another day in the cage... a far cry from the comforts of home but a lot more fun. he opened a cedar box on the table and took out a small vial. pouring a slight amount out on the silver tray in front of him and then turning the small pile into two thin lines. A small bamboo tube in hand, he quickly snorted the two lines in quick succession.
BAM! His hand slapped down on the table as he shook his head and arched it towards the ceiling. "Damn!" he called out "Woo!... what a rush" quickly followed. The sudden noise awoke his two guests who sat up slightly and smiled at him through half closed eyes. He cut up a couple more lines and brought over the tray to the girls who each took one for themselves. That Nokomis woman could sure crank up a fine batch, he thought to himself as he settled down in between the two now fully energized girls.
He knew he had some important meetings that day, one with a factor and another with his law team. He'd make it but he'd ensure he also made as much of the day as possible. It can't all be business can it?
Life in the cage was never boring...