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[i]Lady Luck[/i][/center][hr][hr]

	They hadn't been within the confines of the Lady Luck for 10 minutes and Atticus had already been drinking, gambled, and was currently getting drug up the stairs by a rather obvious lady of the night. As they reached one of the doors over looking the chaos below the woman opened it and stepped inside. Atticus glanced over his shoulder with a cheeky grin on his lips before her hands came out of the room and gabbed him by the lapels of his coat. [color=fff79a]"Hallelujah!"[/color] he exclaimed as he got pulled into the room and the door swung shut behind him. 

	Jahosafat pulled his hat from his brow and grinned ear to ear. [color=gray]"It does seem that our personal link to the almighty is setting a fine example indeed. We must make sure we have plenty to confess come the morrow. And we must do out finest to one up the starched collared man. We cannot let him be more sinful than we,"[/color] Jahosafat laughed as he strolled over towards the bar, tucking his finery beneath his arm as he did. [color=gray]"Ladies,"[/color] he added gallantly as he came up to Dorothy and Anisa. Giving a rather deep bow before placing his hat on the bartop and pulling out the chairs for the ladies. [color=gray]"Place theirs on my check good man,"[/color] he said as he looked over to the bar tender. 

	"You don't have a tab here," the bartender pointed out but that didn't stop Jahosafat as he pushed the chair in while Anisa took her seat. Pulling out his wallet he leaned over the bar and had quick words with the man. "My mistake, of course." Pocketing whatever amount Jahosafat had just slipped him he got to work on fixing what the women ordered. 

	[color=gray]"Whiskey neat was it?"[/color] he ebony doctor asked and Anisa nodded slightly. 

	[color=f26522]"Yeah, best you have,"[/color] she said giving a slight smirk to Dorothy. Might as well get the best since the doctor was paying for it. Wasn't only that but Jackson had been known for collecting high quality spirits. Normally she would have rather paid herself but she figured with as much as this man went on and on and on, he owed them a drink. 

	[color=gray]"Of course, you heard the lovely lady. And for me, cognac. I do require my olfactory senses to be bombarded with the scent of utter civility,"[/color] he said as he glanced over to his partner in finer crimes. [color=gray]"Oh to think of it, the gently wafting to my senses, warmed by my talented hands, the swirl of vapors filling me before that first splash tackles my pallet, washing over me. Oh yes, utter civility,"[/color] he said as he reached over and picked up his sniffer as it was set before him. Picking it up, he rested the stem between his index and ring fingers, the base in his palm, swirling the contents as he lowered his head and rested his nose within the mouth. He breathed deeply and let out a moan that was probably best reserved for the boudoir. Lowering the glass he looked over to Dorothy and Anisa before turning towards Foy. [color=gray]"First a toast!"[/color] Holding up his glass to his brother from another mother. [color=gray]"To Mayhem, to folly, to brawls and bullets, to a night of debauchery along side the finest fellow born to the central planets or outer rim, besides myself of course. To lust, to sin, to all that comes tonight and with the hangover tomorrow. To us!"[/color] he bellowed before taking a sip of his cognac and letting out an ever satisfied breath as he swallowed. 

	Anisa picked up her whiskey and glanced out of the corner of her eye to Dorothy. [color=f26522]"To whoever cuts out his tongue and gives me silence,"[/color] she muttered under her breath. Taking a deep drink, she downed it all before motioning for a refill. Looking fully to Dorothy this time she had a solemn expression on her features. [color=f26522]"There was so much I never told him... He was all that was left of my world and now that's gone."[/color] Looking down at her glass she ran her finger along the brim. [color=f26522][i]"I loved you."[/i][/color] she whispered quietly before stifling back a sniffle and a hard look drained the rest of the emotion that was threatening to bubble up. [color=f26522]"To the toughest son of a bitch I never knew, my best mate. To Jackson,"[/color] she added quickly before downing the shot like it was water.