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"In his eye? Ouch. I suppose he means business then..."

She looked back to the large man at the table with a measure of awe at the way he packed away all that food. Even with Cale's appetite and the massive calorie count she needed to keep up her energy in a day, she doubted she could eat as much as that man.

She looked back to Ko, impressed.

"Do you know this much about everyone here? It must be a lot to keep track of."

She understood the necessity of it though, and while she would do her best to remember it all herself she wasn't as good at remembering names and faces as Shayla, for example, although she could usually dredge things up from memory upon coming face to face with a person.

Glancing around the crowd, she would try to catch sight of the shifty looking man... Enlai, Shen had called him she believed. Upon finding him, she would gesture toward him and inquire casually.

"What about that guy? He has a... shrewd look to him."

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It was in his best intentions that he had tabs on each important person. That was how one remains ahead of the game in this kind of underworld dealing. That's how one survived. He was still trying to teach Cale this, but the woman was so adamant to her code of honor. She was more suited as a cop than a gangster. Or maybe as just the private detective job she willingly chose before joining him.

"Yes. Enlai."

Ko looked toward the man who stood a bit distance away from them across the deck. He was currently talking amongst some people, wearing a smile on his face, an honest looking one, too.

"He recently became a big player after increasing his income, thus Renshu's profits, down in Hong Kong. A few dealings and risks on his part and he managed to become the head of a major part of the Renshu's operations. He deals mostly in the imports and exports between international partners, and helps bring about content you couldn't get without going through a few law procedures. Mainly the illegal kind."

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While Cale did have a sense of honour of sorts, it didn't necessarily follow the letter of the law. Oddly enough it had been mentioned to Cale before that she would be well suited to being a cop. Maybe she would have been - she'd be a good cop, but more than likely a crooked one.

"He sounds like an ambitious, up-and-coming kind of guy. He's not competition, is he?"

She asked, mainly out of curiosity. She didn't want to focus on just the one person though, and didn't want Ko to think she was being too nosey (which she was). So after a few more moments, she'd glance around at the rest of the party-goers.

"Who else should I know about? Since I'm getting the tour anyway."

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Competition, huh.

"Everyone's competition in some form or another. But it does not concern me. I'm not looking to get ahead of anyone else anyway."

He didn't want to say much to Cale. She didn't need to know anything beyond their relationship implied. He then pointed her toward the old gentlemen in the straw hat and hawaiian shirt getup.

"Suen Ding, head of the Dai Li. He's the head over the martial arts training in Renshu. We send men to his training facility to sharpen their skills. He doesn't train anyone himself anymore. He just appoints his best students to do that for him."

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Cale wanted to persue the topic a little further, but perhaps at a later time. She didn't quite share Shen's views that Ko should be trying to garner more power, but it was something worth keeping in mind. She wondered what the opinions of the rest of those of Ko's ranks were, but it wasn't really her place to ask that.

Besides, she was pretty impressed by the oddly dressed man that Ko had told her about. Being a fighter herself, it was just the kind of personality to catch her interest.

"He must be an incredible martial artist then..." She sounded a little awed, because frankly who would expect the little man in the crazy clothes to be such a dangerous and well-respected man? Cale smiled appreciatively. "So I guess he can afford to make up his own dress code."

She rather liked the spunk of the older gentleman, to just show up in whatever he deemed comfortable.

O.G. Spook

She stood outside the entrance with one hand on her hip, the other rolling a joint between thumb and middle finger at abdomen height. The smell about her was strong, like fresh dirt and cut hay on a baking summer day and did nothing to disguise the reek of her cigarette.
Time and time again she drug her a** back to the city, drowning it out with carefully selected tune pumping into her oddly shaped ears, giving in to the latest gadgets which usually didn't last long. Her hand pulled up, the joint lit with no effort and she began to puff on it quickly, shuffling her bare feet, stepping aside with a small grin on her lips for other patrons who gave her looks of disgust.
THC inhibited her powers and so they should be thanking their imaginary gods it existed, but she could sit on that happily.
Shrugging, she neglected to snuff the joint and strolled on in, flicking golden hair from her face as she eyed down the door men, granting herself a cute face and strut right past with no need to explain herself. Any who were sensitive would have felt a dark shifting feeling, it was her power of persuasion over the psyche, radiating out and working for her, leaving all effected feeling relaxed and happy, unless they had a great enough power to notice something was wrong.
Strolling through the bar she picked up line of Red Dragons, bringing a deep red glow to her cheeks, and lithly moved into the cassino.

Half way through the joint, she picked her way through the bodies and made her way to more alcohol. Her body was almost always in a state of motion, blue of her eyes only visible because her pupils were crooked crecents, now rather full. Rubbing against her could cause hallucination and was far from recommended, as such she had become very good at avoiding touching.
Some people were not accepting of those sorts of feelings.
It came as no surprise then, when one man tried touch her hair (as was most common) that she should pull in and step back, but he took this as a fight, or was to drunk to stand and came towards her quickly enough that she thought to stab the back of his hand with the cherry of her smoke as she side stepped his move towards her.
He yelled and she screamed in return, jaw splitting and spraying forward an unholy tangle of tongues and gore until she felt her point had been made. With a hot shot of breath out her nostrils, she pulled the joint up and took a deep, lung busting drag, then blew it at him and scurried away.

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"Hm," he nodded in approval.

There were more people about, but he didn't want to spend the evening informing her of everyone. That would kill time with trying to get Cale to warm up to him even more, and he didn't want anything to take that away from him.

"How about we go sit down. We don't need to stand up all night."

Spotting a table, he led her over to it, unhooking his arm and pulling one of the chairs out to sit into it.

"Mind getting us some more drinks?"

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[Caterpuss]

She would feel a numbing sensation pass over her body, like a slight chill before it passed her. She may or may not realize that she had just walked into an area under the effects of a null magic field. This was normally placed here to suppress the powers of the supernatural, and thus save their building from any destruction that usually took place from such capable people. She was different, of course, and she caught a few eyes, namely of those of the guards.

"Is there anything you need," asked one of the waiters as he came up hesitantly to greet her.

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It was a good move to change the topic - if he'd have kept telling Cale about so many other interesting people, it may have pushed her interest in him to the back of her mind. As it was, she was content enough to take a break from the incoming flow of information and take a seat with him.

"Sure, I could use another drink."

Over the course of their conversation, she had emptied her own glass as well.

"Something harder this time I take it? It tasted nice I guess, but that wine was more like juice."

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He gave a nod to her.

"You have good senses. Harder liquor will suit this evening nicely. As long as we don't get too drunk to paint ourselves fools. There will be enough of those later in the evening."

He settled back in his chair, and just relaxed.

O.G. Spook

She turned at the voice, head cocking. She could feel the hesitation but then something stopped her, a fuzzy pit formed. Her first version came to her chest, splitting apart as her face had done, pressing like oozing black worms into her and her skin began to blacken for a moment.
Her being was as it should be, only something was stopping her from the powers she had come by with time, not an effect of the roach now crumpled in her fingers. Uncomfortably she pulled in her shoulders, looked at the waiter and scratched a purple star on her neck, feeling uncertain without the ability to read a body.
His energy only spoke what his face did.
"You get me alcohol, something cute."
She shook her head and, glaring at those around her, scrambled onto a stool, not quite to large for her, but it took enough effort.
Had she felt this way when she had come in? Hard to tell, and no exercise could come to mind.
Ah- but one. She raised her hand and materialized another duby, which she slipped between her lips. She began to puff, but there was no effect. Her brows furrowed.
Not many of her natural traits could be considered paranormal to any informed being, she was the living embodiment of her ability and thusly to solid in reality to be denied her place. Yet, much of what she could do in this reality relied on its energy, and that energy was supernatural and if you could repress that, we'll...
Unfortunately, she had no idea that she was any different from any other being, and really did need some kind of social worker. It was rather obvious this discovery was bothering her, she had lit the first joint fine outside.
"This is to many of the sacks of balls for loud crying!"

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Cale sauntered away from the table, chuckling to herself.

"Drunk, but not too drunk. Got it."

All in all, so far the even didn't seem to be nearly what Cale had thought it would be. She'd been afraid it would all be fancy and formal and uptight, but really it seemed like a decent enough party just with a real nice dress code. And when it came to it, she didn't really mind the dress so much after all, although she wasn't about to make a habit of wearing them all the time.

When she did return, it was with much more suitable drinks and a genuine smile. She slid into her own seat across from his and pushed the drink toward him.

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[Boat Party]

To be honest, he didn't want to be here. But he was a man of reputation, and as such a man, he needed to keep some appearances to certain people. He knew this evening would be ripe with conversation come the "drinking time." Once everyone was in a more comfortable mood with alcohol in their systems, that's when the real socializing began. With Cale's return, he took the drink and consumed it with content. It was like his one escape away from the stress of his position. He looked at Cale, then furrowed his brows.

"Why are you sitting over there?"

Clearly she had grown too comfortable to remember why she was here in the first place. If she sat across from him, she was saying that she rather be by herself than with him. And that also meant he didn't have a leash on his woman.

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[Caterpuss]

She truly wasn't normal. But the guards gestured that she was fine, and so the waiter decided to comply to her request. The tender at the bar took note, and began fulfilling her request as she sat at the stool. The waiter was happy to be relieved of her, walking away to leave the male tender to serve her. When he finally got her drink, he stepped over, placing it down before her. He did his best to keep a smile on his face and his worries in check. Professionalism at its finest.

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Cale was a little surprised by his question, she'd taken her seat without thinking about it. She ducked her head with a bit of a smile and moved to a seat directly next to Ko instead. This time she situated herself closely enough that their legs almost touched beneath the table, like a couple would.

"I didn't mean anything by it, I guess its just where I'm used to being."

She commented, drinking some of her own drink and then setting her glass down next to his. She certainly hadn't intended to imply that she wasn't there with him.

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When the drink was set down she turned her eyes up but kept her head cast down and removed her ear phones, slivers of flesh giving way so she could pry them from their tight fold. She nestled the bids away in a pocket of her tight jeans and pulled the glass forward. It remained bland drink and she made a face.
"I said cute, what is? Did you even effort?" She sounded irritated, her lips twisted as she took up the cup in one hand and held it close to her head. Slowly she began to lean in, the volume from her ear buds had not been silenced and as she moved in, Take me to the River was able to over power the sounds of the room, following the intensity in her eyes and command over sound, but the THC stopped her from going to far and at best it was effortless, useless flirting.
"You can't give me something special?" Her lips split in a grin and she slowly wiggled back and sipped the drink, resting her forehead to her hand,watching the room.

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Having her this close was a lot more desired by him. Once again, that feeling of eagerness got to him. He didn't understand why he didn't feel like this when they were holding each other's arms. But with her sitting next to him, there seemed to be a different feeling from this. It reminded him of Shayla, except Cale was not Shayla. She was a different woman entirely. That's what he wanted to think. It was if she didn't belong in this choice of wear. And yet, it gave her a weird allure that made Ko like it regardless. He even had the fantasy of her ripping it off like She Hulk to show her dislike of it.

Adding insult to inury, Ko's left arm wrapped around Cale's back to further emphasize their closure. Did she always feel this built? He nearly chuckled as the thought hit him. She could feel his hand rubbing up and down tenderly. Mainly as a idle use. But the fact that it nearly rubbed along her posterior and grazed along her sides could make any woman think he was being more intimidate than casual.

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The tender merely stood there and kept on a straight smile. As long as she wasn't causing trouble, she was tolerable to a degree.

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