Yuen Enterprises [Bar, Casino, & Hostess Club]

[Darkest Silver]

Jay giggled with delight, it had been a while since anyone had such a reaction to her, it was too cute. Following him to the table she would happily take the seat next to him, even doing the womanly thing and pouring them each a drink, leaning forward to hand wild wit his and even clinking her glass against it in a cheers like fashion. Jay was blind to the other men at the table though, since she wasn't in work mode yet, and so far things were looking good. Hell if anyone spotted her, she could pretend like she was working right?

"I wonder if I will be good luck..."

She had to say it, since in reality she had terrible luck on her own, how ever people around her seemed to fare better .

Crossing her legs and turning so she could keep her fine figure in his sight, even sitting upright so that her back curved in a rather seductive manner, it was a nice arch in general, but hey...Maybe it would throw the other men at the table off their game...

[Vintrict]

Having Jay here was indeed a stroke of luck of some sort. The men were going to have a hard time keeping their eyes on the cards before them. Wild Wit took his dealt cards in hand, musing over them with a look that was the cartoon description of "serious." His eyebrows were frowning and his mouth was pulled upwards. Normally, such emotions were bad to have at this type of game. But Wild Wit was a bluffing master. He could talk and cheat his way out of many situations using his clever wit and skills. Provided, he wasn't a very smart halfling, using his good looks to get him through situations, but he had certain common sense with things such as games, conversations, and things of that nature. He couldn't read Jay's faux acting, but he was giving on a show, too. After all, men had to when they wanted to put a woman into their pockets.

For the first three games, Wild Wit lost. Then, as if a stroke of luck, he won the next five games. The men at the table were a little flustered, as they were having a harder time reading Wild Wit. Indeed, this halfling's mannerisms were very hard to pin down. They were too chaotic. One moment, he's being aggressive, the next he's conservative, and then he defies logic and wins a good hand with a low bet. He was controlling the mindset of his opponents with these bluffs of his, and thus, he controlled the game. The chips were racking up on his size.

"Hahahaha, you are good luck," he said to Jay, hugging her during the next dealing of the game.

[Darkest Silver]

Jay was on the edge of her seat, watching each game like a hawk, excited for Wild Wit as he began a very nice winning streak. Hugging the halfling in return before pulling away and bouncing a bit while clasping her hands together in her lap. It was always nice to see someone win, and especially someone who she assumed was happy to buy her alcohol.
But there was something about his playing style that reminded Jay of a hustler...The kind that tended to get into trouble elsewhere, casinos however were more lenient, so long as you didn't ******** with the cards or the dealer you were pretty much free to do as you pleased.
Well that was what Jay thought anyway.

Half standing to lean forward, that wonderful arch ever prominent as she refilled their glasses. Feeling a little giddy and flirtatious from the brandy...Probably why she didn't drink it too often...Actually come to think of it...How many drinks had she had already..

Shaking her head a little, strands of blonde hair falling over her cleavage, only for her to bring her hand up and delicately tuck them back behind her ears.

"Well let's hope it doesn't run out." Giggling yet again at her own comment, she never was one for making jokes...she was much better at other things like fighting and drinking.
Right now though she wanted to keep him on his winning streak, not that the lucky little man needed her to do that.
But every win would have her bouncing up and down in her seat, laughing ever so sweetly before giving her new friend yet another hug.

[Vintrict]

They were down to only two players: Wild Wit and the other man at the table who had been doing well. This man was an asian who had greased hair and wore tinted shades on his face. He had been keeping mostly quiet, racking up his own wins, until finally he had a pot size of his own. Not as great as Wild Wit's, but prominent enough to take him on in the high stakes.

He looked to said player.

"How about we have this last game decide it all," he said to the man. "We bet here all day picking at copper and getting nothing. Best go out in style."

The player thought about it at first, then he agreed, sliding all his chips forward. Wild Wit did the same.

"All in."

The cards were then dealt to them both. Wild Wit held up his pair. His hand looked like it could become potentially a straight or even a flush, but he would have to risk removing one of the cards. He stared intently at his hand with a grin on his face, trying to figure out which one to remove.

"What do ya think, love," he asked, showing his hand to Jay. "Which one should I pick?"

[Darkest Silver]

Jay paused for a moment, leaning over with both hands folded atop his shoulder. Peering down at the cards, now she was no poker star, but the girl wasn't a complete fool either.
She balanced herself with one hand and used the other to reach out and gently run her index finger down the card she chose, it was the second in from the right. And even though both men bet everything, Jay couldn't help but want things to get better...A bigger wager of sorts...Greedy yes but also exciting.
Well it was more because the money on the table wasn't hers.

Skulling the reminder of her drink she would glance up to the man with the shades, he seemed confident..Silent...It would make Jay's soft features become marred with an uncomfortable frown. turning her gaze back to wild Wit she crossed her fingers that he would win, and then they could go and sit at one of the lounges and drink to their hearts content.

[Shin~The ladle monster!]

Once Cale relaxed a bit, and let the man just get to work she actually enjoyed the first part of her 'makeover'. There was something about having somebody else wash her hair that just made her feel pampered. It was a lot harder for her to sit still under the dryers though, growing restless and impatient. No magazine would hold her attention - in the end she actually slept until she was pulled away for more work.

She was amazed when she looked in the mirror and saw... somebody else! Even before the application of lipstick or eye makeup she barely recognized herself within the gorgeous woman with the long black hair. It was hard to get used to - looking in the mirror, she almost felt that awkward feeling that she got when around gorgeous women who were obviously very fashion-conscious. It was like she wouldn't know what to say to this person, except this person was actually her.

Even the surprised expression she wore somehow managed to look attractive under the new hairstyle and subtle application of makeup.

"W-wow...! This is incredible. It's like I'm an entirely different person."

She gratefully accepted the dragon hair clip. She actually liked it. Liked it more than she was sure to like any other accessories she might be expected to wear. It was elegant but also fierce, which reminded her that even though she looked beautiful and somehow more fragile than before, she could still be strong. She gave him a genuine smile.

"This is wonderful, thanks."

Her expression did falter a little as she looked on in awe at the wide array of lipsticks before her. She couldn't even differentiate between some of the subtle shades, but she saw each one had its own unique label and colour printed on it. She considered refusing and putting up a fuss, as she was terrified of wearing too much makeup. Especially lipstick; it tasted gross, it smudges easily if you forgot you were wearing it, and it stained something fierce if you somehow got it on your clothes.

But then again, he had spared her hair. Put up with every nervous fidget terrified question about 'What does /that/ do?!'

So she kept her suffering to herself, and silently picked out a shade labeled as 'sunset orange'. It was mostly red but with a hint of orange that really pulled out the amber colour in her eyes. She held the small tube up uncertainly for his opinion.

"Uhhhh, this one...?"

[Vintrict]

The halfling nodded, believing in her luck and lying the card down in exchange for a new one. Upon receiving it in their hand...

The hand became a mess! It was no longer a straight but just a simple pair of fives! This was not good. Wild Wit was going to lose a large sum of money if he played his current hand. But he was stuck. There was no way he could win this now. No way to turn it around. There had to be a way out of this! Something! Something to change this around! Something like...

His eyes looked to the bosom of Jay. Ah! That's it! He leaned over to Jay, whispering: "Hey, missy, there is a way for us to win, but I am gonna need your help."

His hands made a gesture in front of his chest as if he was holding something heavy, obviously implying her charms. He needed her to distract the other player long enough for him to do "something."

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"That works," he answered Cale.

"Okay. That is just about it."

He removed the cloth that was covering her body from the grooming he did, then shook it out on the floor.

"I'll have your suit ready tomorrow. Well, it was a pleasure working on your hair. I must say, you were one of my favorite people to work on. Such lovely hair. I dare not cut it off. It would have been such a crime."

He laughed to himself as he walked over to grab a broom and begin sweeping.

[Shin~The ladle monster!]

She also chuckled at his wording, and gave him a smile. "I'll see you tomorrow for that suit. And... thank you, thank you thank you for not putting me in a dress."

She stepped out of the room, allowing the tailor/barber/beautician (a man of many talents it would seem) to his cleaning. As she stepped out of the room, she couldn't help but swish her long black hair back and forth experimentally. It felt so different against her skin than that mass of orange curls. Lighter even, although he hadn't cut much of it off.

She knew better than to dawdle though, and made her way to Ko's office to meet with him, only stopping to ask for directions and to surely collect more guards along the way. When she entered - after waiting his permission of course - he would see that she looked almost like an entirely different person. Almost because, well, she looked like a new gorgeous woman wearing Cale's scruffy old clothes with the old grey sweater tied around her waist.

[Vintrict]

The office wasn't very bad, but it wasn't small, either. Just enough for a casual business person like Ko. The man was seated behind his desk, currently talking on the phone in Chinese. A couple of guards stood in the room, letting Cale come in by Ko's command. A chair waited for her in front of the desk. When he done on the phone, he hung it up and looked toward the woman. Her change of appearance really showed. He even smiled a bit at the change.

"Shui did a good job," Ko said.

He reached into his desk, pulling out a card, and handing it to her. It was a black card with a white stripe across it. This was a private bank card. All employees got one. Every pay period, or simply by the will of Ko, money was fed to their work account. It was a way to spend on the go and not have to worry about paychecks. They were both a public and private business, so they had the best of both words.

"This is your bank card. Your pay will be fed to your account every week, as long as you do a good job."

He relaxed back in his seat, continuing: "So, tell me a bit about yourself. Your skills and what you're willing to do to work for Renshu. Normally, not everyone will just blindly accept to work for the triads."

[Darkest Silver]

Jay felt ashamed herself for choosing the card now, she should of just refused. It wasn't like she didn't know what he wanted to do either, sighing a little the woman would casually play with her hair...until one of her earrings fell out and rolled along the table ...Giving her an excuse to get out of her chair, making her way over to the other man. Each step was accompanied by a seductive sway of her hips, and a teasing bounce of her breasts.
Reaching a suitable spot between the two she would lean forward... Letting her cleavage spill out, the dress did a great job of at least holding it in just enough to leave something to the imagination.

Gasping as she looked to be losing her balance while reaching out to grab the stud, she would stumble forward a little, only to have her breasts brush against the man's arm. Apologizing profusely for the sudden intrusion, the woman's cheeks would flush with colour.

"I am so sorry sir!"

[Vintrict]

The opponent looked on with wide eyes behind his transparent shades, watching as Jay came over and brushed against him with her soft...er, chest. Even the way they poured nearly out of her top was causing him to sweat a little. This didn't just get his attention; the dealer was distracted, too. Just what Wild Wit wanted. This was going to be the quickest switch he ever made. Wild Wit was very good at sleight of hand. Provided, it did mean he was good at stealing, but the skills carried over. With quickness, he switched out his bad card with a good one, returning his hand to its natural state.

Wait...he had just gotten...

His smile grew wide, having his hand turn into a straight.

But there was something wrong. Jay could easily see it from her position. The other guy had a "Royal Flush." Wild Wit was definitely in trouble, and yet he was ignorant of his losing hand. What else could be done. Was he going to lose?

[Shin~The ladle monster!]

Cale sat in the lone chair across form his desk, and waited for him to finish his phone call. She couldn't help but overhear the conversation, but luckily it was all in Chinese anyway and meant nothing to her. It was probably for the best, as his conversation was really none of her concern. When he finally finished and addressed her, she reminded herself to sit up straighter and she acknowledged his words with a rueful nod, surprised to see a small smile from him.

"He's a real talented guy, especially given what he had to work with."

She took the card and pocketed it, impressed. These guys had thought of everything. Probably Ko had thought of everything. Despite the reservations she held against the man and some of the opinions he had expressed, Cale had to acknowledge his capability as a leader. He was efficient, prepared, and had that air of command.

"I know someone wouldn't normally just jump into this kind of thing. But the truth is, I was already looking for work. And what I do with Orien and Co. isn't... fulfilling. I don't intend to stop helping, but it doesn't make the most use of my particular skill set. I'm strong, I'm a good fighter." She wasn't especially trying to sell herself, but she wasn't about to underplay her abilities. It wasn't meant to come off as arrogant or cocky, just the answer to his question. "I learned boxing formally, but I'm a real brawler. I've picked up a lot just from experience and from other people. I'm a good shot with a pistol - no sharp shooter, but a good shot."

She paused for a few moments, giving time for her words to be processed and time for her to collect her own thoughts. She hated being on the spot, and wasn't the most comfortable with formal speaking.

"What I'm willing to do? I'm used to putting myself in the line of fire to get a job done. I can track down most anything given enough time, although I'm not the best at being discreet about it." At least she was honest. "If it ever came to a fight, I'd rather crack some skulls and have them live another day to regret it, but I'm not squeamish if things get ugly."

She stopped talking again, chewing on her next words and how to say them. She wasn't witholding the information from him, just giving him a chance to reply and giving herself a chance to guage his reaction to what she had already said. She was just a bit nervous to tell him the last bit - her true nature for one thing. And, as an extension of that, the real reason a position within the Triads appealed to her. It was actually kind of embarrassing, given her nature.

"...I'm not really any good at baking."

[Vintrict]

Ko listened to her with his undivided attention. From her words, he could already make out what her interests lied in. She didn't even have to tell him the last part to let him know that she didn't want to do anything considered "girly." Before, he thought nothing of it. She just was another woman that belonged to one of the customers. It was only after a little background checking and her words today that he was able to see the real Cale sitting before him. The makeup didn't matter to him: just the woman beneath it. In reality, he did not think less of women. But it was an image he had to keep for who he was, head of Yuen Enterprises.

He laughed a bit, however. "I understand," he responded. "Still edgy about the baking job I told you about. Rest easy. The other woman will be responsible for that part. Your job is going to be more to your liking."

Ko stood to his feet, walking around the desk toward the door.

"Come with me."

He opened the door and stepped out into the hallway to begin his trek through the corridors.

[Shin~The ladle monster!]

She was glad that her remark at the end went over well enough. She tended to get somewhat sarcastic, especially if she was nervous. She didn't mind being in the bakery - quite contrary, she loved bakeries. Her metabolism called for a lot of fuel, and she was particular to sugary treats. She just couldn't bake them for the life of her. It wasn't even any fear of being too girly, but she had never had anyone to teach her how to cook or bake period. Her diet largely consisted of ramen noodles, fast food, and ready-made meals. She only ever ate well when Shayla brought leftovers to the office. That woman was a great hand in the kitchen, and usually made too much food. Like a typical mom.

She got up and followed Ko, feeling more relaxed after seeing his reaction to her information.

"I am grateful, if the job is more to my liking as you say. But, well, I'm not one to turn down any task just because I might not like it."

Since they left the office, she decided to wait until they were in relative privacy again before telling him everything. But she wanted him to know off the bat that while she wasn't shy about making her taste for something known, she would still follow orders. It would have to be something very drastic for her to turn down any task.

[Vintrict]

"Your situation was forced onto you, so I can understand your eagerness to not do what you want. As I told you all before, you are free to go out and live your own life. You will just be under the risk of the Yakuza. I do not have to take any of you in, but by my own generosity, I have decided to do so with a risk to myself. So I hope you understand that you cannot exactly be as picky as you want to be."

He opened up a door, which lead into a large gym room with a ring in one of the corners, and several mats scattered throughout. Around it were various exercise equipment and punching bags, with a few men already making use of them, along with two people already in the ring kickboxing with safety pads on. When they saw Ko come in, the closest ones stopped what they were doing and bowed immediately.

"Lao ban," they shouted to him, which meant boss in their native language.

Ko rose his hand, responding to them in chinese to return to their tasks. They did just that, turning around as if he hadn't come in there in the first place. Only he could command such a quick shift of attention. He continued his conversation with Cale.

"The task set before you will be an important one. And to make sure you are competent in carrying it out, I will like to test your skills first to see if you are capable of it."

Walking up to the ring, he spoke again in Chinese, signaling the men over to him.

"This here is Cale. She is a new employee here."

The two men grinned, finding Cale quite the sight to look at, especially after the makeover she obtained.

"I will like to see how well she fairs in a fight, so one of you will take her on and the other hand her your pads."

The one in the red pads decided to step down, exiting the ring, and handing the head gear, gloves, and foot wear to Cale for her to take. The one in blue decided to be the one to take her own. He was relatively fit, though a bit scrawny. He still had muscles, much like most people in here. There was one fat guy over at a seat lifting a barbell in one hand...and a double cheeseburger in the other.