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[devoutish]

Yeah?

[That's it, that's all you get.]

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[plundering]

[She reaches out to toy with the links of the bracelet again.]

They're nice. They fit you.

[Figuratively, not literally.]

[devoutish]

[He tilts his hand toward her, giving her better access.]

I know a bit about jewelry, jewels, that sort of thing. More gemstones than anything. The sort of thing people might want to use as payment.

[plundering]

[She'll just keep playing with the bracelet, then, sliding the links between her fingertips.]

You get a lot of payments in jewelry?

[devoutish]

Sometimes. I prefer money, but yeah, sometimes jewelry is how it works out. I've got a jeweler's loupe and everything.

[plundering]

[She laughs a little. Somehow the image of him carefully inspecting jewelry is a little funny to her.]

What's the biggest job you've done?

[devoutish]

Big in money, or big in scope?

[plundering]

Tell me about both.

[devoutish]

Well. There's this Italian gang, right, and things are always complex with them. Sometimes we work together and sometimes we're enemies. But each time, right, our past dealings are always taken into consideration.

I've known their leader since we were in primary school. I'd call that big in scope.

endless default icon because I'm on my phone tbh

[plundering]

Yeah? What's their leader like?

[devoutish]

Sabini? He's an angry little man. Very easy to rile up. But not unpredictable, yeah? I know what's gonna set him off and what's gonna calm him down after.

[plundering]

[Fiona laughs at the description.]

You're good at manipulating people, huh?

[It doesn't surprise her, though.]

[devoutish]

Yeah. It's part of a good business deal, sometimes.

[He knocks his wrist into hers, lightly.]

But I'm sure you know that.

[plundering]

[She grins back.]

I won't manipulate you.

[devoutish]

Can I trust the word of a manipulator?

[But he's smiling.]

[plundering]

Of course you can. Tell me about the other job.

[devoutish]

Mm. The most money I ever collected in a single job - that was five thousand dollars.

[To be fair, five thousand dollars went a lot further in the 1920s.]

Multiple protection deals for multiple businesses owned by one man, and a bit of extortion to keep quiet about something.

[plundering]

Five thousand? That wouldn't be much on Pandora.

[Then again, different currency, too.]

You do a lot of protection deals?

FOR FUCK'S SAKE pretend I said five thousand pounds; I'm terrible at playing British characters

[devoutish]

Yeah.

[They'd lose some of their business during the war with Sabini's gang, but had managed to gain most of them back.]

They pay us, right, and we look out for their pubs.

LMAO CEE WOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOU

[plundering]

Yeah, makes sense.

[She nudges him gently.]

Explain how your gang works. I want to know if they're different than the ones on Pandora.

DON'T TATTLE

[devoutish]

We're a family gang. That doesn't mean every member is a Solomons, but we've headed it for a couple generations. We're all Jews; we're all from Camden Town.

I'm the boss now, which means they all answer to me. It's not a democracy, yeah? I make the decisions. I'll take input if I ask for it, but the final word is always mine.

TOO LATE

[plundering]

How big is your family?

LEAVE THIS PLACE

[devoutish]

Big. Parents, brothers, sisters, two living grandparents, aunts and uncles, more cousins than I could count.

you'd miss me too much tbh

[plundering]

[It's hard for her to imagine.]

Are most gangs family businesses where you're from?

ew

[devoutish]

A lot of 'em, yeah. That Italian I mentioned, Sabini - his is. That's another old crime family.

[plundering]

That doesn't happen a lot on Pandora—big, old crime families. Guess everything is too chaotic for it.