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It was that time.  The clock radio roared to life, blaring that classic [i]What Does The Human Say[/i] song.  Vance's first set of eyelids opened, but his second set was stubborn.  Eventually those, too, retracted and his pupils quickly began adjusting to the light coming in from the window.  He reluctantly rolled over and sat up upon the edge of his mattress, slowly realizing that he had crashed out fully clothed and just felt gross.  Nothing a shower couldn't fix, though.  He started stripping down and preparing his toiletries before making his way to hot water paradise.

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"[color=8d8d8d]I'm going to get some chow,[/color]" Vance answered into his phone to the caller's question.  He felt much better having been fully cleansed and now adorned in a fresh pair of black jeans and a red t-shirt under his faithful leather jacket.

"[b]Chow can wait,[/b]" came the gruff, electronic voice of [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5209030]Butch[/url] out of the phone's speaker.  "[b]The Boss wants you to check out this bar.  The Wolf Pack.  The owner there is operating 'rent free', if you know what I mean.  You need to go convince him that he should invest in 'insurance'.[/b]"

"[color=8d8d8d]Butch,[/color]" Vance shot back as he power walked across the quad, the Cafeteria nearly in sight.  "[color=8d8d8d]I can't do that right now-[/color]"

"[b]The hell do you mean you [i]can't do that[/i]?!  The Boss said-[/b]"

"[color=8d8d8d]Butch! Surely [i]my dad[/i] intended for me to do this after school.  At night.  When bars are open![/color]"  Vance made no effort to hide the frustration in his voice.  After a moment of silence, it was clear that logic finally found its way into Butch's mind.

"[b]Just get it done,[/b]" he said, conceding.  "[b]Report back when you're through.[/b]"  Vance didn't even bother with pleasantries or polite dismissals.  He just ended the call with a press of his thumb before shoving it into his jacket pocket and shaking his head.  How Butch got to be his father's #2, as dull as he is, Vance could hardly fathom.

When the young lion finally crossed the threshold of the cafeteria, he moved like a starved animal with blinders on, not distracting himself with anything around him.  His eyes were simply locked on the meal to come.  Vance filled a plate and quickly emptied it into his mouth, not even bothering to take a seat.  He discarded his used breakfast wares and went back out into the quad.  Once there, he stopped and took in a deep breath, letting it out very slowly.

He had been tasked with picking up collections plenty of times, but those agreements were already established.  Shops and businesses would pay for a little extra protection against predators, ruffians and degenerates.  Vance convinced himself that he was helping provide a service.  However, he had never been tasked with initiating the shakedown and he had certainly never been to this Wolf Pack bar.  Walking in to a den of drunken wolves and demanding tribute was going to be... an experience.

He rubbed his face with his hands as if his anxiety was actually sludge that he could simply wipe off his brow.  If only it were that easy.  With some food in his belly and an itinerary in motion, the black lion snapped to and rejoined the present.  He looked around.  As it happened, he could see a wolf just now near a bench.  Perhaps this was an opportunity to get some intel ahead of tonight's mission.  Maybe this wolven woman had been to The Wolf Pack.  Perhaps he could extract some insight as to what and whom he'd be dealing with.  As any predator would, Vance zoned in on the creature who stood alone, away from the crowd.

"[color=8d8d8d]I don't know what it is,[/color]" he called out as he approached her.  "[color=8d8d8d]I've tried everything,[/color]" he continued to explain as he got closer to the lovely lupine by the bench, "[color=8d8d8d]but there is just something wrong with my eyes...[/color]"  He abruptly stopped beside her and let his lips rear back into a toothy, cheesy grin. "[color=8d8d8d]...I just can't take them off of you.[/color]"  He extended a dark hand freckled with snowflakes.  "[color=8d8d8d]I'm Vance and, besides gorgeous, you would be...?[/color]"