What a deal...

[tshamien]

Tristan made a right down the alleyway, walking through the muddied cracks in the cobblestones. The place stunk, he'd never forget the smell of it, garbage, human waste, lingering in the air, like some strange perfume. It was so familiar to him...when he'd left the points for good he'd actually missed the stink.

He made another right and then opened a rickety wood door that was half falling off the hinges. Once inside he lit a cigarette and continue on his way. He started walking up to the second floor and was immediately stopped at the door by a guard.

"Hi Rabbit," Tristan said with a smirk, he wiped his hand on his pants and held it out to him.

"Well well, if it isn't the Lion himself," Rabbit kept his arms crossed and glared at him.

If Tristan had a nickname it would be the Lion. He hated it. It meant rage, cunning, a hunter, preying on those weaker than you. At one time he did just that, but no more. He tried to protect them.

"You know what Lions do to Rabbits," Tristan replied, he took another pull of his smoke. "Give it up already Rabbit, I need to see Alex, don't make me punch you." He had once before and left Rabbit with a crooked nose. Rabbit stepped aside and Tristan stepped inside the room

"Well well...if it isn't my own sweet boy returned," Alex Wisely said, looking up from a pile of papers. He smiled widely, like he had just won the lottery.

[alexwisely]

Alex set his papers down on the desk and leaned forward over them.

'sit,' Alex said, more of a demand rather than a request, 'what brings you back here?' he asked.

[tshamien]

Tristan took a seat, knowing better than to argue.

"Well, Alex...I thought I could get back in the ring..." He crossed his arms over his chest.

[alexwisely]

Alex raised a brow at Tristans request. 'why do you want back in?' he asked, pulling out a cigar, clipping it and lighting it, letting the smoke blow out over Tristans face.

[tshamien]

Tristan squinted his eyes, glaring. "Cause I wanna make some real money, that's all. I'm tired of fucking around." He said with a smirk.

"You ain't gonna offer me one? That ain't nice."

[alexwisely]

'dont bite the hand that's willing to feed you Tristan,' Alex said warningly, not making a move to give him a cigar. IF Alex wanted to give him one he'd give him one because he wanted to-not because Tristan asked.

'why this sudden change of heart Tristan? Why the urge to make real money?'

[tshamien]

"It's time I stopped pretending to be a man and started acting like one," He said. "Didn't you tell me that? You had to show you were a man?" Tristan asked Alex.

[alexwisely]

'well I must admit I'm pleased all that opium hasnt fucked with your memory,' Alex said, blowing another puff in his direction. 'What makes you think I haven't found someone better than you?'

[tshamien]

Tristan offered him a smug smirk. "Cause there ain't nobody better than me, Alex and you know it. You never woulda called me Lion if you thought you could find someone better."

[alexwisely]

'well I can see you're still a cocky fuck,' Alex said, reaching into the humidor and pulling another cigar out, cutting it and tossing it to him.

'you'll start at 10 a week,' he said, taking another puff and blowing away from Tristans face, 'depending on how things go you may get as much as 10 a fight,' Alex said carefully, 'depending on if you're still worthy of being called the Lion still.'

[tshamien]

Tristan smirked at him and then lit the cigar. "Don't tempt me, Alex...I'm the Lion, you don't gotta worry about that." He took a puff on the cigar.

[tshamien]

((oh god this is gonna end badly))

[alexwisely]

Alex smirked slightly, 'is there anything I SHOULD worry about Tristan?' he asked slowly.

(( yaaaa and what Tristan doesn't know is he's going to have people watching him....he'll know about the wife and kids long before Tristan knows that he knows.))

[tshamien]

"Why would you have anything to worry about? I said I wanted back in, I'm in." He said.

[alexwisely]

Alex shrugged, 'it's just a bit odd that, seemingly out of nowhere, you want to 'man up,' is all.' Alex said, staring at Tristan long and hard.