Post by Dawn Rodriguez on Jul 15, 2014 21:51:42 GMT -6
Date: 7-15-2014
Members in attendance: All but Cole [D as proxy] and DK
New Members announced: Cullen Montoya [Patching over from Anarchy N.Y.] and Thia Dushane [Prospecting the Angels]
Important notes: DK has stepped down as President. Trei is the new President of the Soldiers.
TheVVayvvardSon: And into the chapel came his form. Dressed in his normal
fashion of jeans white t-shirt and cut. Taking his normal seat at the table
he leaned back waiting on the others to show and church to begin. [e]
Betting on Death: Oz came in with out a words. Cell phone dropped in the
bowl. Black steel toed boots carried him to the back wall as he sat in the
chair. Black faded denim jeans and a black wife beater with his prospect
kutte worn of it. Leaning
XXXvErosvXXX: He was seated there in the Chapel in his place at the table
while leaning back in it. His phone as well as his prepaid left out in the
bowl as he nodded to Tony seeing him enter. Hair was pulled back tonight off
his shoulders
Betting on Death: back into his chair awaiting things to begin d-
XXXvErosvXXX: while he put out his cig in the nearest ashtray. Last couple
of days had been enough to bring the man back to smoking again. -d
xDawnxRodriguezx: Dawn was already sitting at the table, Her phone was in
everyones view, but off as usual.-d
WiIdChiIdRamirez: Jasmine drove up in the little beater car and got out
walking inside the club. Kutte straightened she dropped both phones in the
bowl and took her place at the table. She looked at the others and leaned on
the table a bit. [d]
DawnVharos: :: after getting a text from Cole she came into the chapel phone
dropped off sitting next to Dawn putting down the gingerale and bottle of
tums. Temple rubbed and dressed in worn jeans her kutte and black t hair
pulled back in a messy bun::
xDawnxRodriguezx: Emerald hues looked to the door, watching as everyone came
in and took a seat. All of the others already at the table or along the wall.
xDawnxRodriguezx: [anyone who plays more then one character may play them
all from the one name for tonight.]
xDawnxRodriguezx: Once everyone was situated, Dawn took the gavel and banged
it once. "July fifteeth. Emergency church meeting. Let the record show all
who are present. Roll call."
xDawnxRodriguezx: [All of my characters are here for roll call, I will type
them for the meeting notes]
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "Jasmine Ramirez."
XXXvErosvXXX: "Trei Sanz, Enforcer" -d
TheVVayvvardSon: " Tony Montana. "
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "Secretary"
DawnVharos: D vharos vice pres proxying for Cole benton secretary
Betting on Death: " Oz Griffin. Prospect "
DawnVharos: (also here is Aurora Rodriguez)
xDawnxRodriguezx: Ok. All here.
xDawnxRodriguezx: "Ok. We have a few things to cover. Very important things.
First and for most." She reached onto her lap and pulled out the patches that
rested there. A presidents patch, and a California rocker. "I know you all
heard about the
xDawnxRodriguezx: recent events that happened at the clubhouse. Right now,
we are under investigation, it will be handled." She placed the patches on
the table. "I know I have spoken endlessly about the tolerence this club has.
It is zero, when we
xDawnxRodriguezx: see or feel a person isn't doing right by this club. It is
my job to make sure to always put the club first. That causes me to make
choices some of you may not like or may not agree with. My trip to New York,
was not for what people
xDawnxRodriguezx: thought it was for. I went to speak to Damion, which you
all know is the president of the mother charter. I let him know of my
concerns and he made a choice, and we put things into motion. This club has
very capable members however
xDawnxRodriguezx: the focus of this club has been in the wrong areas. Things
are going to change, as of now. We have real threats. Not the Vipers, they
are nothing. I am talking serious threats. My concerns put a plan into
motion. A test. The end
xDawnxRodriguezx: gowal was to see what needed to be done to make this club
better. The first starting with fixing the structure at this table. We need
smart people who know how to handle the situations that are being presented
to us. Ones that think
xDawnxRodriguezx: like me. That know how to plan things out and not run
around half cocked. So, Damion made the call, and those people will be
joining us now."-d
CullenSMontoya: :: The door to the chapel swings open as Cullen casually
strides inside, dropping his phone into the bowl. His long, brown hair was
tied back from his face as he slowly looks around the room. His clothing was
a bit different than
CullenSMontoya: normal. Gone was the flannel shirts and jeans. In its place,
he was wearing a pair of black leather gunslinger chaps over his jeans and a
plain black T-shirt. The most noticeable difference was the pair of guns
hanging from his
CullenSMontoya: hips in a modified quick-draw rig. The short sleeves of his
T-shirt allowed a pair of coiling snake tattoos to be visible on each of his
arms as slow, predatory strides carried him further into the room. In his
left hand, he was
CullenSMontoya: carrying a kutte. The name on it wasn't visible, but
everyone would be able to see the Reaper patch along with a bottom rocker
that read "New York". The top rockers clearly read "Anarchy".::
ThiaDuShane: ::Thia stepped in behind Cullen, not wearing jeans and a tank
this time, or even her garage uniform. This time she wore leather pants and
thick-heeled boots with a matching cropped vest. Her black hair was in a
loose tail hanging
DawnVharos: :: Heard a mouse poot somewhere it was so quiet as the shock and
awe of the situation hit her and most every one around her but Dawn::
ThiaDuShane: down her back. Around her waist was a belt that held a modified
dual-pistol holster, her Ladyhawks sitting snug on full display. Her vest was
blank save for one small patch that read "Prospect."
ThiaDuShane: ::
xDawnxRodriguezx: As they stepped inside she moved to her feet and made her
way to Cullen. Taking his cut for him, she held it open so he could slide it
on. "Welcome home."-d
TheVVayvvardSon: He arched a brow as he watched Dawn with the new comer.
Taking out a cigarette he lit it content to simply watch and observe. [e]
CullenSMontoya: :: He stopped briefly, smiling as he clasped hands with Trei
to draw the big man into a brotherly hug. His head tilts to the side when he
saw Dawn take his kutte, staring at it for a moment. He turns his back to
her, facing the rest
CullenSMontoya: of the room with his intense stare as he slides into the
kutte, revealing the patches that held his name and "Grim Reaper".::
CullenSMontoya: Good to be home…
ThiaDuShane: ::she smiled and hooked her thumbs into her belt as she
watched::
XXXvErosvXXX: He returned the hug and gave Cullen a nod before taking his
seat once more.-d
xDawnxRodriguezx: She smiled and patted his shoulder before she moved to
Thia and smiled, her hand on her back she gesutured to a seat at the wall for
her before she took her seat. "Cullen will be doing a patch over from the
mother charter to this
xDawnxRodriguezx: one. I will let him explain his history with this club
shortly. Thia will be prospecitng for the Angels. Now. "She slid the patched
into the center of the table." As I said, some of the choice we make aren't
always going to be what
ThiaDuShane: ::she nodded to Dawn and headed over to the seat by the wall,
leaning back and draping her arms across the backs of the other chairs next
to her::
xDawnxRodriguezx: everyone else would like. We made a choice. We set up a
test. It proved out worries right." She sat upright and folded her hands on
the table. "DK spoke with me and he has chosen to step down as president of
the Soldiers. He has
xDawnxRodriguezx: requested to go Nomad. Normaly this is put to a vote. I
can do so if you wish me to, however, with recent events, I believe it is in
our best interest to allow hi to do so. Does anyone disagree with that
decision?"-d
CullenSMontoya: :: He slides into a seat near the head of the table, leaning
forward on his elbows as he looks around to the others with a slightly raised
eyebrow.::
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "No."
TheVVayvvardSon: " If its best for the club ... then no arguement here. "
[e]
xDawnxRodriguezx: Her eyes looked around. Not hearing anyone else she
nodded. "I take that as a no. So as of this day, DK is Nomad." She touched
the gavel down. "Ok, now with that out of the way" She looked to Cullen.
"Would l
xDawnxRodriguezx: you* like to explain to everyone a bit of your history
with the club?"-d
CullenSMontoya: :: He nods softly.:: Time for history class. :: He turns his
attentions to the others.:: About eight years ago, I was in New York just
after getting out of the service. Damion had just patched me in when we were
approached by a
CullenSMontoya: businessman from Los Angeles. His name was Lev Montonov. You
see, the club needed new ways of getting our shipments through customs after
9/11.
CullenSMontoya: It was a nightmare. Lev claimed he could solve our problems
by shipping everything through LA, and bringing everything back cross-country
to New York. In exchange, Lev was looking for someone who could do some wet
work for him.
CullenSMontoya: Damion chose me. The play was simple. Out here, I didn't
wear my kutte and I showed no association to the club. I wasn't doing club
business. When I was in New York, different story. That went on for a while.
CullenSMontoya: And then I got pinched and Lev got dead. To protect the
club, I kept my mouth shut. :: He takes a deep breath, sighing.:: Damion
contacted me while I was inside. He needed somebody to watch Dawn's back out
here, but he needed
TheVVayvvardSon: [ ok all been fun but 530 comes way to early just assume
Tony is wondering around somewhere in the background. If there is a vote he
would vote the way luey votes most likely. ]
CullenSMontoya: somebody on the outside. His thinking was that yall would be
more likely to show your true colors to an outsider than another brother. And
in my opinion, he was right.
CullenSMontoya: :: He shifts his weight in his seat, glancing over to Dawn
and Trei.:: So, a couple days ago, I get a call from Damion. He had been
hearing that things haven't been going very well out here. He decided it was
time for a test.
CullenSMontoya: I know yall ain't gonna like this, but the truth is, Damion
wasn't sure DK could handle things here. Damion wanted me to help send a
message. Turn up the heat to see how DK would respond. And…:: He gestures to
the patches on the
CullenSMontoya: table.:: There's your answer. The club needs a leader, and
DK decided to hit the road.
XXXvErosvXXX: Remaining silent through the majority of it all he would
remain such at this time. -d
xDawnxRodriguezx: She sat back in her chair, her fingers pressed to
eachother like a steeple as her elbows rested on the arms of the chair. Once
he finished speaking she nodded to him. "We did what needed to be done. Now,
we fix the damaged and make
xDawnxRodriguezx: this club stronger. With the open presidency possition, we
need to put someone in that seat who will put the club before his own life.
Someone who will make smart choices and make sure we are prepared for what
lies ahead. And so,
xDawnxRodriguezx: unless anyone disagress with me, I am nominating Trei to
be the new president of the soldiers. Does anyone wish to speak against my
choice?"-d
CullenSMontoya: :: He shakes his head, leaning back in his chair as he looks
around to the others.::
xDawnxRodriguezx: [letting D catch up]
DawnVharos: Luey is the VP for the soldiers wouldnt he be the next in line
for this nothing agiasnt Trei:: in the end it didnt matter much because she
was an angel not a soilder and he for the most part would have no direct
power over her self::
xDawnxRodriguezx: She looked to D and nodded softly. "Yes, however, Luey
expressed he is not interested multiple times. He does not have the time for
it. So, I chose Trei. Do you disagree with my choice?"-d
DawnVharos: :: most of what had happened to night was not something she was
all together happy with everyone seemed so quick to accept the fact that the
two newest to their table had been part of some test that had put the
president in a bad light. She took a deep breath and shrugged:: you seem to
think I want to give you a problem I was pointing something out but since
Luey doesnt want it then no I have no issue with Trei as president.
xDawnxRodriguezx: She never once said what she did was going to be liked.
She never said she was nice either. "No I am clarifying and making sure you
are ok with the choice. If so we would have to take it to a vote as is
protocol." She nodded to her
xDawnxRodriguezx: before she looked to Trei. "Mark it. As of this day, July
fifteenth, two thousand and fourteen, Trei Sanz is now the president of the
Solderis of Anarchy." She lifted the gavel and banged it down before rising
to her feet, taking
xDawnxRodriguezx: the president patch and walking over to him, handing him
the patch before pulling out the seat, gavel in hand and ready to pass it to
him."-d
CullenSMontoya: Congratulations, Sandman…:: He grins to his brother in arms,
slumping deeper into his chair as he folds his arms over his chest.::
XXXvErosvXXX: He stood up making his way over to the new seat while slowly
removing his kutte. Setting it down upon the table he took a knife and cut
the patch saying Enforcer off. Tossing it onto the center of the table he
slipped his kutte
XXXvErosvXXX: back on while sitting down in the chair after giving Dawn a
kiss to the cheek. "I want you all to know that this is more my duty to you
then for myself. Ever you need something you come to Dawn, D, Luey or Myself
and we will do
XXXvErosvXXX: what we can to help you." With the gavel slid in front of him
he nodded lightly to Dawn. "Was there anything anyone else wished to address
tonight?" -d
DawnVharos: So I wanna be clear about this.. who blew up the bikes? Was that
part of this whole thing or is that still something else?:: She wanted to be
sure she wasnt crazy::
xDawnxRodriguezx: She returned the kiss to his cheek and nodded to him
before moving back to her seat and sitting down, crossing her legs as she
looked to D and she arched a brow to her question before she responded. "That
was part of test."-d
DawnVharos: :: The look on her face was clear she eyed Dawn hard:: you mean
to tell me Ive been stressed to the point of nausea and eatting tums for
breakfast and here all day scared of even going near my damnned bike and yall
didnt say nothing? Really? just saying payback is a bitch
CullenSMontoya: :: He looks across the room toward Thia, shrugging his
shoulders innocently with the smallest of grins on his face. He couldn't help
it. It was a damn nice explosion.::
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "What was it suppose to test?" She had been quiet the
whole time but with the attack she had been really cautious and the explosion
hadn't helped. "Why not test us another way?"
XXXvErosvXXX: "Ride or Die." -d
ThiaDuShane: ::the look on her face was priceless. She dropped her arms from
the back of her chair, her amber eyes staring at Cullen:: Are. You. Serious.
You? That was you? I mean, I know they were the stock bikes, but still, they
were custom!
xDawnxRodriguezx: She looked to D first and spoke. "That was why I told you
I would have the bikes checked. It was all we could do at the time. Not
everyone could know in order for the plan to go through. " She then looked to
Jasmine. "Like Trei said
xDawnxRodriguezx: "Ride or Die". We had a point to prove. Fluffy shit isnt
going to prove that point. This club got soft. We can be soft right now.
Anyone here that is, WILL die. We have the Russian Mafia to worry about.
Possible the Triad if I heard
xDawnxRodriguezx: correctly. These are BIG threats. Not lille gangs of ten.
We are talking hundred. Even more. Playing little small games to fix this
club is NOT what we do. It also shows each and every one of you, if you don't
step up, we will do
xDawnxRodriguezx: what we need to do. NO. MORE. KID. SHIT!"-d
CullenSMontoya: :: He nods his head, showing almost no remorse.:: Wasn't
mine. :: He nods his agreement with Dawn as he looks to the others.:: I'll
put it like this. Would you rather find out your pres was going to fold on
you now or when we have
CullenSMontoya: the Russians knocking on the door? :: His eyes harden
slightly as he gazes toward the females in particular.:: Do I need to tell
you what they do to women?
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "I can understand that. Not trying to fight you or
anything ma. Just hard not to feel like a sitting duck. I still got a couple
more weeks before I'm one hundred percent." When she heard Cullen she looked
at him and saw his ~
WiIdChiIdRamirez: hardened look. "I'll make sure to keep my weapons close at
all times." [d]
xDawnxRodriguezx: She nodded to Jasmine. "We are making sure we arent. That
is the point." She sat back in her chair. "The last few meetings I was
listening to what was the main focus of the club. At first I figured it was
routine but things would
ThiaDuShane: ::she sat back with a huff and glanced to the side, going quiet
again. She already knew more about the Russians than she cared to, just from
having to hear the threatening phone calls::
XXXvErosvXXX: He really was a man of few words tonight but that was about to
change in his next words. "Simple, you don't have a Piece get one. Don't
feel comfortable shooting then get to the range. I don't give a shit who it
is you need to be
xDawnxRodriguezx: get more serious. They never did. Now is the time to get
serious. With Trei in that seat and Cullen at this table, you will have to
shape up. Suck up those fears." She looked to D. "Ride or die. No matter what
mama." She looked back
xDawnxRodriguezx: to everyone. "Everyone needs to be prepared. If you haven
fired your guns, go down to the range. Just be ready. Mentaly prepare
yourself because chances are, not all of us are going to be ok when all is
said and done."-d
XXXvErosvXXX: prepared." He looked to each of them. "Get the time in to do
so. We are not having any of our family get hurt over not making the right
moves." -d
CullenSMontoya: :: He looks toward Trei.:: You want me to start weapon
training again?
DawnVharos: Im well aware of what they do to women, Ive seen most of it
first hand, but you have to see it from where we stand you come in here
looking down noses and pretending we are beneath you somehow with how you
come at us then all of a sudden you put on a kutte and we are supposed to go
..well damn that was fun times glad to have you back thanks for the lesson?
Im here ride of die yeah always been as now Im sure you have figured out but
was all the fake shit nesscary Im really curious. Not even talking bout
blowing shit up either(d
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "I have to agree with D. I understand tests are needed but
damn. Some of are stronger then you think. I'm all in for this club, would
die for it." [d]
CullenSMontoya: :: His attention slowly shifts back to D, shrugging his
shoulders nonchalantly.:: I honestly don't give a shit. You can like me. You
can hate me. Makes no difference to me. I was doing my job. That's the point.
You don't like the
CullenSMontoya: lesson? Do better. Then you won't have to be taught. You're
in the big leagues now, chica. There are no do-overs.
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "So lets focus on making ourselves stronger. Getting the
range and making sure our shooting is on point. How about some extra security
measures? Like more systems or guard dogs or something?"
WiIdChiIdRamirez: to the range*
WiIdChiIdRamirez: ((Sorry busy day at work with lots of rude ass people))
CullenSMontoya: No dogs. Too obvious. They draw too much attention. You want
a system for your place? Let me know. I'll get you hooked up.
xDawnxRodriguezx: She looked to Jasmine and nodded softly in agreement with
Cullen. "That is what we need to do. Look what just recently. That shouldn't
have happened. And it was a bunch of nobodies that got to you, can you
imagine if that would
xDawnxRodriguezx: have been the Russians? You wouldnt be here. At the least
you would be over sees, drugged up and being sold every night, or worse, they
would have killed you. We ALL need to be covered."-d
DawnVharos: :: She had said what she needed to and made her point if he
didnt care then she had at least brought it up. This was gong to be a rough
next few weeks she could tell. Deep sigh and going back to quiet::
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "If you can help me find something better then hand gun
collection I got going I'll be good. Cole replaced my shitty door. But why
not, put the system in. I want some sort of rifle though." Hearing Dawn she
looked up. "I'm not ~
WiIdChiIdRamirez: worried those fuck head Vipers. They'll get theirs in
time. I want to be ready for the shit storm coming our way and I want to make
sure no more shady shit goes down."
CullenSMontoya: :: He nods his head before glancing to Trei.:: After the
meeting, get me up to speed on what we have in the warehouse. We might need
to make a buy. :: His eyes then look across the room toward Thia
meaningfully.:: You with me?
XXXvErosvXXX: "Alright. After doing assessment on what the Club has buying
new guns and looking for solid sources to get them?" He looked at everyone
at the table. "Vote it. Aye." -d
ThiaDuShane: ::she pursed her lips to the side, considering him. She wanted
to still be mad about the bikes, but she realized she would have to kick his
ass later. She could see there was work to be done:: Always. Gun training,
defensive martial
ThiaDuShane: arts, hell, I'll train anyone to drive that's interested.
Whatever I have that can be useful, I'll share.
CullenSMontoya: Aye. Been telling Damion for years that South American shit
is garbage.
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "Aye."
Betting on Death: (( They currently have a truck full of guns waiting for DK
to pick them up ))
xDawnxRodriguezx: She listened as everyone spoke and she nodded looking to
Trei. "I will take you to the wearhouse. I also may have a new seller. I just
have to finish up with something real quick. I have to make a call to Sherrif
McCloud and have it
xDawnxRodriguezx: handled this week, get this damned Viper shit out of the
way and clear my dept to Wil and his sister. Once that is done, I am SURE we
can make a deal with them."-d
CullenSMontoya: Irish guns…:: A thoughtful expression comes over his face,
nodding his head with approval.:: Pains in the asses for the most part, but
they got good stuff.
XXXvErosvXXX: Bringing the gavel down then to hit. "Good. Do whatever it
takes to maintain relations with them. Cullen, you do whatever Dawn needs in
assisting in this as well as whatever other Soliders you need." -d
CullenSMontoya: Aye aye, Cap'n. :: He gives a small salute to the pres.::
XXXvErosvXXX: "Does anyone else have anything to bring up?" -d
xDawnxRodriguezx: She shook her head. "Nope. From this point on, we are open
with the rest of the club. We make it stronger. Everyone get together with
eachother and find out who can help who where to make everyone more
protected. Stronger. And ready
xDawnxRodriguezx: !"-d
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "All of that sounds great. If you guys need help with
anything let me know. I'll do as much as my body will let me." [d]
XXXvErosvXXX: "Church is done." He brought the gavel down once more while
dropping it on the table and prepairing for his beating. -d
Members in attendance: All but Cole [D as proxy] and DK
New Members announced: Cullen Montoya [Patching over from Anarchy N.Y.] and Thia Dushane [Prospecting the Angels]
Important notes: DK has stepped down as President. Trei is the new President of the Soldiers.
TheVVayvvardSon: And into the chapel came his form. Dressed in his normal
fashion of jeans white t-shirt and cut. Taking his normal seat at the table
he leaned back waiting on the others to show and church to begin. [e]
Betting on Death: Oz came in with out a words. Cell phone dropped in the
bowl. Black steel toed boots carried him to the back wall as he sat in the
chair. Black faded denim jeans and a black wife beater with his prospect
kutte worn of it. Leaning
XXXvErosvXXX: He was seated there in the Chapel in his place at the table
while leaning back in it. His phone as well as his prepaid left out in the
bowl as he nodded to Tony seeing him enter. Hair was pulled back tonight off
his shoulders
Betting on Death: back into his chair awaiting things to begin d-
XXXvErosvXXX: while he put out his cig in the nearest ashtray. Last couple
of days had been enough to bring the man back to smoking again. -d
xDawnxRodriguezx: Dawn was already sitting at the table, Her phone was in
everyones view, but off as usual.-d
WiIdChiIdRamirez: Jasmine drove up in the little beater car and got out
walking inside the club. Kutte straightened she dropped both phones in the
bowl and took her place at the table. She looked at the others and leaned on
the table a bit. [d]
DawnVharos: :: after getting a text from Cole she came into the chapel phone
dropped off sitting next to Dawn putting down the gingerale and bottle of
tums. Temple rubbed and dressed in worn jeans her kutte and black t hair
pulled back in a messy bun::
xDawnxRodriguezx: Emerald hues looked to the door, watching as everyone came
in and took a seat. All of the others already at the table or along the wall.
xDawnxRodriguezx: [anyone who plays more then one character may play them
all from the one name for tonight.]
xDawnxRodriguezx: Once everyone was situated, Dawn took the gavel and banged
it once. "July fifteeth. Emergency church meeting. Let the record show all
who are present. Roll call."
xDawnxRodriguezx: [All of my characters are here for roll call, I will type
them for the meeting notes]
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "Jasmine Ramirez."
XXXvErosvXXX: "Trei Sanz, Enforcer" -d
TheVVayvvardSon: " Tony Montana. "
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "Secretary"
DawnVharos: D vharos vice pres proxying for Cole benton secretary
Betting on Death: " Oz Griffin. Prospect "
DawnVharos: (also here is Aurora Rodriguez)
xDawnxRodriguezx: Ok. All here.
xDawnxRodriguezx: "Ok. We have a few things to cover. Very important things.
First and for most." She reached onto her lap and pulled out the patches that
rested there. A presidents patch, and a California rocker. "I know you all
heard about the
xDawnxRodriguezx: recent events that happened at the clubhouse. Right now,
we are under investigation, it will be handled." She placed the patches on
the table. "I know I have spoken endlessly about the tolerence this club has.
It is zero, when we
xDawnxRodriguezx: see or feel a person isn't doing right by this club. It is
my job to make sure to always put the club first. That causes me to make
choices some of you may not like or may not agree with. My trip to New York,
was not for what people
xDawnxRodriguezx: thought it was for. I went to speak to Damion, which you
all know is the president of the mother charter. I let him know of my
concerns and he made a choice, and we put things into motion. This club has
very capable members however
xDawnxRodriguezx: the focus of this club has been in the wrong areas. Things
are going to change, as of now. We have real threats. Not the Vipers, they
are nothing. I am talking serious threats. My concerns put a plan into
motion. A test. The end
xDawnxRodriguezx: gowal was to see what needed to be done to make this club
better. The first starting with fixing the structure at this table. We need
smart people who know how to handle the situations that are being presented
to us. Ones that think
xDawnxRodriguezx: like me. That know how to plan things out and not run
around half cocked. So, Damion made the call, and those people will be
joining us now."-d
CullenSMontoya: :: The door to the chapel swings open as Cullen casually
strides inside, dropping his phone into the bowl. His long, brown hair was
tied back from his face as he slowly looks around the room. His clothing was
a bit different than
CullenSMontoya: normal. Gone was the flannel shirts and jeans. In its place,
he was wearing a pair of black leather gunslinger chaps over his jeans and a
plain black T-shirt. The most noticeable difference was the pair of guns
hanging from his
CullenSMontoya: hips in a modified quick-draw rig. The short sleeves of his
T-shirt allowed a pair of coiling snake tattoos to be visible on each of his
arms as slow, predatory strides carried him further into the room. In his
left hand, he was
CullenSMontoya: carrying a kutte. The name on it wasn't visible, but
everyone would be able to see the Reaper patch along with a bottom rocker
that read "New York". The top rockers clearly read "Anarchy".::
ThiaDuShane: ::Thia stepped in behind Cullen, not wearing jeans and a tank
this time, or even her garage uniform. This time she wore leather pants and
thick-heeled boots with a matching cropped vest. Her black hair was in a
loose tail hanging
DawnVharos: :: Heard a mouse poot somewhere it was so quiet as the shock and
awe of the situation hit her and most every one around her but Dawn::
ThiaDuShane: down her back. Around her waist was a belt that held a modified
dual-pistol holster, her Ladyhawks sitting snug on full display. Her vest was
blank save for one small patch that read "Prospect."
ThiaDuShane: ::
xDawnxRodriguezx: As they stepped inside she moved to her feet and made her
way to Cullen. Taking his cut for him, she held it open so he could slide it
on. "Welcome home."-d
TheVVayvvardSon: He arched a brow as he watched Dawn with the new comer.
Taking out a cigarette he lit it content to simply watch and observe. [e]
CullenSMontoya: :: He stopped briefly, smiling as he clasped hands with Trei
to draw the big man into a brotherly hug. His head tilts to the side when he
saw Dawn take his kutte, staring at it for a moment. He turns his back to
her, facing the rest
CullenSMontoya: of the room with his intense stare as he slides into the
kutte, revealing the patches that held his name and "Grim Reaper".::
CullenSMontoya: Good to be home…
ThiaDuShane: ::she smiled and hooked her thumbs into her belt as she
watched::
XXXvErosvXXX: He returned the hug and gave Cullen a nod before taking his
seat once more.-d
xDawnxRodriguezx: She smiled and patted his shoulder before she moved to
Thia and smiled, her hand on her back she gesutured to a seat at the wall for
her before she took her seat. "Cullen will be doing a patch over from the
mother charter to this
xDawnxRodriguezx: one. I will let him explain his history with this club
shortly. Thia will be prospecitng for the Angels. Now. "She slid the patched
into the center of the table." As I said, some of the choice we make aren't
always going to be what
ThiaDuShane: ::she nodded to Dawn and headed over to the seat by the wall,
leaning back and draping her arms across the backs of the other chairs next
to her::
xDawnxRodriguezx: everyone else would like. We made a choice. We set up a
test. It proved out worries right." She sat upright and folded her hands on
the table. "DK spoke with me and he has chosen to step down as president of
the Soldiers. He has
xDawnxRodriguezx: requested to go Nomad. Normaly this is put to a vote. I
can do so if you wish me to, however, with recent events, I believe it is in
our best interest to allow hi to do so. Does anyone disagree with that
decision?"-d
CullenSMontoya: :: He slides into a seat near the head of the table, leaning
forward on his elbows as he looks around to the others with a slightly raised
eyebrow.::
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "No."
TheVVayvvardSon: " If its best for the club ... then no arguement here. "
[e]
xDawnxRodriguezx: Her eyes looked around. Not hearing anyone else she
nodded. "I take that as a no. So as of this day, DK is Nomad." She touched
the gavel down. "Ok, now with that out of the way" She looked to Cullen.
"Would l
xDawnxRodriguezx: you* like to explain to everyone a bit of your history
with the club?"-d
CullenSMontoya: :: He nods softly.:: Time for history class. :: He turns his
attentions to the others.:: About eight years ago, I was in New York just
after getting out of the service. Damion had just patched me in when we were
approached by a
CullenSMontoya: businessman from Los Angeles. His name was Lev Montonov. You
see, the club needed new ways of getting our shipments through customs after
9/11.
CullenSMontoya: It was a nightmare. Lev claimed he could solve our problems
by shipping everything through LA, and bringing everything back cross-country
to New York. In exchange, Lev was looking for someone who could do some wet
work for him.
CullenSMontoya: Damion chose me. The play was simple. Out here, I didn't
wear my kutte and I showed no association to the club. I wasn't doing club
business. When I was in New York, different story. That went on for a while.
CullenSMontoya: And then I got pinched and Lev got dead. To protect the
club, I kept my mouth shut. :: He takes a deep breath, sighing.:: Damion
contacted me while I was inside. He needed somebody to watch Dawn's back out
here, but he needed
TheVVayvvardSon: [ ok all been fun but 530 comes way to early just assume
Tony is wondering around somewhere in the background. If there is a vote he
would vote the way luey votes most likely. ]
CullenSMontoya: somebody on the outside. His thinking was that yall would be
more likely to show your true colors to an outsider than another brother. And
in my opinion, he was right.
CullenSMontoya: :: He shifts his weight in his seat, glancing over to Dawn
and Trei.:: So, a couple days ago, I get a call from Damion. He had been
hearing that things haven't been going very well out here. He decided it was
time for a test.
CullenSMontoya: I know yall ain't gonna like this, but the truth is, Damion
wasn't sure DK could handle things here. Damion wanted me to help send a
message. Turn up the heat to see how DK would respond. And…:: He gestures to
the patches on the
CullenSMontoya: table.:: There's your answer. The club needs a leader, and
DK decided to hit the road.
XXXvErosvXXX: Remaining silent through the majority of it all he would
remain such at this time. -d
xDawnxRodriguezx: She sat back in her chair, her fingers pressed to
eachother like a steeple as her elbows rested on the arms of the chair. Once
he finished speaking she nodded to him. "We did what needed to be done. Now,
we fix the damaged and make
xDawnxRodriguezx: this club stronger. With the open presidency possition, we
need to put someone in that seat who will put the club before his own life.
Someone who will make smart choices and make sure we are prepared for what
lies ahead. And so,
xDawnxRodriguezx: unless anyone disagress with me, I am nominating Trei to
be the new president of the soldiers. Does anyone wish to speak against my
choice?"-d
CullenSMontoya: :: He shakes his head, leaning back in his chair as he looks
around to the others.::
xDawnxRodriguezx: [letting D catch up]
DawnVharos: Luey is the VP for the soldiers wouldnt he be the next in line
for this nothing agiasnt Trei:: in the end it didnt matter much because she
was an angel not a soilder and he for the most part would have no direct
power over her self::
xDawnxRodriguezx: She looked to D and nodded softly. "Yes, however, Luey
expressed he is not interested multiple times. He does not have the time for
it. So, I chose Trei. Do you disagree with my choice?"-d
DawnVharos: :: most of what had happened to night was not something she was
all together happy with everyone seemed so quick to accept the fact that the
two newest to their table had been part of some test that had put the
president in a bad light. She took a deep breath and shrugged:: you seem to
think I want to give you a problem I was pointing something out but since
Luey doesnt want it then no I have no issue with Trei as president.
xDawnxRodriguezx: She never once said what she did was going to be liked.
She never said she was nice either. "No I am clarifying and making sure you
are ok with the choice. If so we would have to take it to a vote as is
protocol." She nodded to her
xDawnxRodriguezx: before she looked to Trei. "Mark it. As of this day, July
fifteenth, two thousand and fourteen, Trei Sanz is now the president of the
Solderis of Anarchy." She lifted the gavel and banged it down before rising
to her feet, taking
xDawnxRodriguezx: the president patch and walking over to him, handing him
the patch before pulling out the seat, gavel in hand and ready to pass it to
him."-d
CullenSMontoya: Congratulations, Sandman…:: He grins to his brother in arms,
slumping deeper into his chair as he folds his arms over his chest.::
XXXvErosvXXX: He stood up making his way over to the new seat while slowly
removing his kutte. Setting it down upon the table he took a knife and cut
the patch saying Enforcer off. Tossing it onto the center of the table he
slipped his kutte
XXXvErosvXXX: back on while sitting down in the chair after giving Dawn a
kiss to the cheek. "I want you all to know that this is more my duty to you
then for myself. Ever you need something you come to Dawn, D, Luey or Myself
and we will do
XXXvErosvXXX: what we can to help you." With the gavel slid in front of him
he nodded lightly to Dawn. "Was there anything anyone else wished to address
tonight?" -d
DawnVharos: So I wanna be clear about this.. who blew up the bikes? Was that
part of this whole thing or is that still something else?:: She wanted to be
sure she wasnt crazy::
xDawnxRodriguezx: She returned the kiss to his cheek and nodded to him
before moving back to her seat and sitting down, crossing her legs as she
looked to D and she arched a brow to her question before she responded. "That
was part of test."-d
DawnVharos: :: The look on her face was clear she eyed Dawn hard:: you mean
to tell me Ive been stressed to the point of nausea and eatting tums for
breakfast and here all day scared of even going near my damnned bike and yall
didnt say nothing? Really? just saying payback is a bitch
CullenSMontoya: :: He looks across the room toward Thia, shrugging his
shoulders innocently with the smallest of grins on his face. He couldn't help
it. It was a damn nice explosion.::
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "What was it suppose to test?" She had been quiet the
whole time but with the attack she had been really cautious and the explosion
hadn't helped. "Why not test us another way?"
XXXvErosvXXX: "Ride or Die." -d
ThiaDuShane: ::the look on her face was priceless. She dropped her arms from
the back of her chair, her amber eyes staring at Cullen:: Are. You. Serious.
You? That was you? I mean, I know they were the stock bikes, but still, they
were custom!
xDawnxRodriguezx: She looked to D first and spoke. "That was why I told you
I would have the bikes checked. It was all we could do at the time. Not
everyone could know in order for the plan to go through. " She then looked to
Jasmine. "Like Trei said
xDawnxRodriguezx: "Ride or Die". We had a point to prove. Fluffy shit isnt
going to prove that point. This club got soft. We can be soft right now.
Anyone here that is, WILL die. We have the Russian Mafia to worry about.
Possible the Triad if I heard
xDawnxRodriguezx: correctly. These are BIG threats. Not lille gangs of ten.
We are talking hundred. Even more. Playing little small games to fix this
club is NOT what we do. It also shows each and every one of you, if you don't
step up, we will do
xDawnxRodriguezx: what we need to do. NO. MORE. KID. SHIT!"-d
CullenSMontoya: :: He nods his head, showing almost no remorse.:: Wasn't
mine. :: He nods his agreement with Dawn as he looks to the others.:: I'll
put it like this. Would you rather find out your pres was going to fold on
you now or when we have
CullenSMontoya: the Russians knocking on the door? :: His eyes harden
slightly as he gazes toward the females in particular.:: Do I need to tell
you what they do to women?
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "I can understand that. Not trying to fight you or
anything ma. Just hard not to feel like a sitting duck. I still got a couple
more weeks before I'm one hundred percent." When she heard Cullen she looked
at him and saw his ~
WiIdChiIdRamirez: hardened look. "I'll make sure to keep my weapons close at
all times." [d]
xDawnxRodriguezx: She nodded to Jasmine. "We are making sure we arent. That
is the point." She sat back in her chair. "The last few meetings I was
listening to what was the main focus of the club. At first I figured it was
routine but things would
ThiaDuShane: ::she sat back with a huff and glanced to the side, going quiet
again. She already knew more about the Russians than she cared to, just from
having to hear the threatening phone calls::
XXXvErosvXXX: He really was a man of few words tonight but that was about to
change in his next words. "Simple, you don't have a Piece get one. Don't
feel comfortable shooting then get to the range. I don't give a shit who it
is you need to be
xDawnxRodriguezx: get more serious. They never did. Now is the time to get
serious. With Trei in that seat and Cullen at this table, you will have to
shape up. Suck up those fears." She looked to D. "Ride or die. No matter what
mama." She looked back
xDawnxRodriguezx: to everyone. "Everyone needs to be prepared. If you haven
fired your guns, go down to the range. Just be ready. Mentaly prepare
yourself because chances are, not all of us are going to be ok when all is
said and done."-d
XXXvErosvXXX: prepared." He looked to each of them. "Get the time in to do
so. We are not having any of our family get hurt over not making the right
moves." -d
CullenSMontoya: :: He looks toward Trei.:: You want me to start weapon
training again?
DawnVharos: Im well aware of what they do to women, Ive seen most of it
first hand, but you have to see it from where we stand you come in here
looking down noses and pretending we are beneath you somehow with how you
come at us then all of a sudden you put on a kutte and we are supposed to go
..well damn that was fun times glad to have you back thanks for the lesson?
Im here ride of die yeah always been as now Im sure you have figured out but
was all the fake shit nesscary Im really curious. Not even talking bout
blowing shit up either(d
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "I have to agree with D. I understand tests are needed but
damn. Some of are stronger then you think. I'm all in for this club, would
die for it." [d]
CullenSMontoya: :: His attention slowly shifts back to D, shrugging his
shoulders nonchalantly.:: I honestly don't give a shit. You can like me. You
can hate me. Makes no difference to me. I was doing my job. That's the point.
You don't like the
CullenSMontoya: lesson? Do better. Then you won't have to be taught. You're
in the big leagues now, chica. There are no do-overs.
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "So lets focus on making ourselves stronger. Getting the
range and making sure our shooting is on point. How about some extra security
measures? Like more systems or guard dogs or something?"
WiIdChiIdRamirez: to the range*
WiIdChiIdRamirez: ((Sorry busy day at work with lots of rude ass people))
CullenSMontoya: No dogs. Too obvious. They draw too much attention. You want
a system for your place? Let me know. I'll get you hooked up.
xDawnxRodriguezx: She looked to Jasmine and nodded softly in agreement with
Cullen. "That is what we need to do. Look what just recently. That shouldn't
have happened. And it was a bunch of nobodies that got to you, can you
imagine if that would
xDawnxRodriguezx: have been the Russians? You wouldnt be here. At the least
you would be over sees, drugged up and being sold every night, or worse, they
would have killed you. We ALL need to be covered."-d
DawnVharos: :: She had said what she needed to and made her point if he
didnt care then she had at least brought it up. This was gong to be a rough
next few weeks she could tell. Deep sigh and going back to quiet::
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "If you can help me find something better then hand gun
collection I got going I'll be good. Cole replaced my shitty door. But why
not, put the system in. I want some sort of rifle though." Hearing Dawn she
looked up. "I'm not ~
WiIdChiIdRamirez: worried those fuck head Vipers. They'll get theirs in
time. I want to be ready for the shit storm coming our way and I want to make
sure no more shady shit goes down."
CullenSMontoya: :: He nods his head before glancing to Trei.:: After the
meeting, get me up to speed on what we have in the warehouse. We might need
to make a buy. :: His eyes then look across the room toward Thia
meaningfully.:: You with me?
XXXvErosvXXX: "Alright. After doing assessment on what the Club has buying
new guns and looking for solid sources to get them?" He looked at everyone
at the table. "Vote it. Aye." -d
ThiaDuShane: ::she pursed her lips to the side, considering him. She wanted
to still be mad about the bikes, but she realized she would have to kick his
ass later. She could see there was work to be done:: Always. Gun training,
defensive martial
ThiaDuShane: arts, hell, I'll train anyone to drive that's interested.
Whatever I have that can be useful, I'll share.
CullenSMontoya: Aye. Been telling Damion for years that South American shit
is garbage.
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "Aye."
Betting on Death: (( They currently have a truck full of guns waiting for DK
to pick them up ))
xDawnxRodriguezx: She listened as everyone spoke and she nodded looking to
Trei. "I will take you to the wearhouse. I also may have a new seller. I just
have to finish up with something real quick. I have to make a call to Sherrif
McCloud and have it
xDawnxRodriguezx: handled this week, get this damned Viper shit out of the
way and clear my dept to Wil and his sister. Once that is done, I am SURE we
can make a deal with them."-d
CullenSMontoya: Irish guns…:: A thoughtful expression comes over his face,
nodding his head with approval.:: Pains in the asses for the most part, but
they got good stuff.
XXXvErosvXXX: Bringing the gavel down then to hit. "Good. Do whatever it
takes to maintain relations with them. Cullen, you do whatever Dawn needs in
assisting in this as well as whatever other Soliders you need." -d
CullenSMontoya: Aye aye, Cap'n. :: He gives a small salute to the pres.::
XXXvErosvXXX: "Does anyone else have anything to bring up?" -d
xDawnxRodriguezx: She shook her head. "Nope. From this point on, we are open
with the rest of the club. We make it stronger. Everyone get together with
eachother and find out who can help who where to make everyone more
protected. Stronger. And ready
xDawnxRodriguezx: !"-d
WiIdChiIdRamirez: "All of that sounds great. If you guys need help with
anything let me know. I'll do as much as my body will let me." [d]
XXXvErosvXXX: "Church is done." He brought the gavel down once more while
dropping it on the table and prepairing for his beating. -d
