Coratanni Cartel
Thawne
Celanon - SSB Station
Jerick Thawne
"Everything set?" Jerick's voice echoed in the empty arena, his eyes slowly panning over the dirt that had been carefully laid out and set upon the soft rubber flooring. His gaze swept over the low walls and up towards the stands, the tables that lined their way around the arena itself and then towards the three VIP boxes that were situated in place to view directly into the middle of the ring.
A man stood behind him, well dressed and holding a small datapad.
The smile that touched Jerick's lips was a rare one, a small glimmer of joy touching him for just a moment as he turned on his heel and nodded. He was pleased with himself, more so with the progress that he had made. Since his little foray with Emma, mother and father had granted him more responsibility. He had been running the Cartel's fighting rings for some time and with his recent success they had given him more trust.
He had moved out from the shadows.
No more would he be stuck in dark pits and back alleyways. He had used Cartel funds, mixed with those of SIN of course, in order to open a new establishment; Shockboxing. The concept really wasn't all that different, two people entering a ring and fighting until one was beat. The difference was for some odd reason shockboxing was accepted, where as the brutal pit fights were looked down on.
Jerick didn't quite understand it, but then again he didn't really need to. This place would be his, a brand new arena, a restaurant and a bar all in one. They would see customers from high and low, all of whom would come to watch the fights.
"Fantastic." He mused with a smile, reaching down and buttoning his suit jacket. "Open us up, I don't want us to be late for our guests."
Jerick Thawne
"Everything set?" Jerick's voice echoed in the empty arena, his eyes slowly panning over the dirt that had been carefully laid out and set upon the soft rubber flooring. His gaze swept over the low walls and up towards the stands, the tables that lined their way around the arena itself and then towards the three VIP boxes that were situated in place to view directly into the middle of the ring.
A man stood behind him, well dressed and holding a small datapad.
"Yes sir, the fighters are ready. The Kitchen is fully staffed and prepped. Bar is stocked. Everything is as you request."
The smile that touched Jerick's lips was a rare one, a small glimmer of joy touching him for just a moment as he turned on his heel and nodded. He was pleased with himself, more so with the progress that he had made. Since his little foray with Emma, mother and father had granted him more responsibility. He had been running the Cartel's fighting rings for some time and with his recent success they had given him more trust.
He had moved out from the shadows.
No more would he be stuck in dark pits and back alleyways. He had used Cartel funds, mixed with those of SIN of course, in order to open a new establishment; Shockboxing. The concept really wasn't all that different, two people entering a ring and fighting until one was beat. The difference was for some odd reason shockboxing was accepted, where as the brutal pit fights were looked down on.
Jerick didn't quite understand it, but then again he didn't really need to. This place would be his, a brand new arena, a restaurant and a bar all in one. They would see customers from high and low, all of whom would come to watch the fights.
"Fantastic." He mused with a smile, reaching down and buttoning his suit jacket. "Open us up, I don't want us to be late for our guests."