[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=Olive]Richard Laine[/color] & [color=ForestGreen]Ayita Dyrkin[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=Olive]Location: LeBeau Casino - New Orleans, Lousiana[/color][/b] [/center]
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Richard rolled his eyes as Casper berated him for his language. It was amusing. Another 'puppy' to yap about. Wincing at the memory of the fate of the last youth he nicknamed 'Puppy', the night club owner turned his mind to other pursuits. Finding that he could speak and understand French rather well was interesting to say the least. Useful at the most. If he had a goatee he would have stroked it in thought. As it was, Richard did question if the girl was kidnapped for a second. Though considering Ayita's behavior and the rest of the room (not to mention the child herself) he doubted she was. Returning the friendly nod Gambit gave him automatically, Richard questioned the action. It was good to act friendly if Gambit was as well. Though it led to the question of what the blood hell was going on. Last he had ran into the man they had been lashing and snipping at each other with sharp comments in defense of their respective sisters. 

As Gambit gave a interesting and curious speech about stealing the Diadem of Athena in Baton Rogue. A jewel among many and while it interested Richard, he noted Ayita looked bored. [color=ForestGreen][i]"If only it had some historic value to religon or something..."[/i][/color] His younger sister sent on a telepathic thread with a speculative look at him. Why was Ayita stealing things? Oh, she did it from time to time at the Manor but this way? It wasn't like her. Greed never had been part of Ayita's make up aside from food, which given her background was reasonable. Staying silent he leaned back in his chair and considered the whispers about the table. This was interesting and troublesome. Two factors that were constant in his life.

[color=ForestGreen]"He always swears when I try to bartend... Why would now be any difference?"[/color] Ayita pointed out after giving Richard the look, her book thumping close in front of her. Leaning about Casper, Ayita gave Jack a pleading look. [color=ForestGreen]"I could babysit."[/color] She offered. Adoring children in general and preferring them than to listen to Richard harping about the dangers she would need to avoid. Like she didn't know. She had spent some time in the wilds after all. Not much, but it had opened her eyes to the cruelty of the world. After joining him in New Orleans those wide eyes had began to understood and combat that new information.

Ignoring Richard grin at Bobbi as he mentioned- [color=Olive]"I certainly know how to please a lady."[/color]- Ayita rolled her eyes. Oh, she did the same thing with Damon, but that was different. Richard often had different women in his bed at the same time at the worst and every night at the best. Or vice versa depending on how you saw best verses worst. Shaking her head the young Dyrkin gave Jack a pleading look. She was bored and really didn't want to listen to a lecture or do a job that would take her away from potentially studying.