[center][h1]Ezekiel Chisel[/h1][/center]

Ezekiel would sip the glass in his hand as he looked up to Earl to give him a slight grin of recognition. He would then turn to hand the empty glass to his servant, a young prole he brings with him for protection and such. In the process he would roll his eyes giving a quick disgusted glance towards Earl. 

"Is there something you have against him, sir?" The young prole would ask taking the glass only adding on to the number of things he was already holding for the Technocrat.

[b]"Other than him being a huge kiss arse...no."[/b] He would reply moving through the crowd. [b]"The fact that he even invited me to this 'party' is insulting."[/b]

"And why is that, sir?"

[b]"Business, my boy. He needed some...protection."[/b]

"Does it have to do with that mysterious murderer that people have been talking about?"

[b]"Of course. The man was scared shitless...aswell as some other colleagues of mine. Apparently he's going around killing other Wealthy people. I wish he'd try and take me on."[/b]

"Did you give him what he needed?"

Ezekiel would laugh grabbing another drink off a nearby droids plate. [b]"Of course not. The man was offering much too light of a price."[/b]He would gulp down the drink in a single sip, before handing yet another to the boy. [b]"The man probably invited me here so I could butter up and accept his outrageously greedy price. But let me tell you, Ezekiel Chisel is never easily persuaded."[/b]

"I guess women are an exception..." The young prole would whisper jokingly.

Ezekiel would chuckle in unison with the boy, patting him on the head in a drunken motion. [b]"Would I be a gentleman if I let the lady sleep alone?"[/b]

The drunken Technocrat would dig into his pocket puling out his attached pocket watch. He would squint at the watch's hand before shoving the watch back into the pocket and taking his coat which laid on his servant boy's arm. [b]"I need to meet with someone later. Come."[/b] He would put on his coat straightening the cuffs and adjusting his hat then start to maneuver through the dancing Technocrats as his boy followed in a quick haste trying to keep up.