Michael Westen

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 11:29:50, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen walked in, looking around in a suit and tie, taking off his sunglasses as he inspected the area. The city was different then Miami, but it was the best place he could hide from anyone looking for him. He quietly walked to the bar counter. Calling out in a perfect Irish accent he asked. "Hello? Is anyone here who can get me some service?" He called, glancing around.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 11:33:34, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen smiled at Kyan. "Could you get me an ice water?" He asked, rubbing the back of his head. "It was a rather long trip.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 11:38:26, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen smiled. "Business. I'm Michael McBride. And you, lovely lady, are?" He asked, gesturing to her as he swished his water around in it's glass, before taking a small sniff and drinking. To the normal eye it would seem a slightly normal gesture, but truthfully he was smelling for any poisons. He deemed the drink safe in a matter of nano seconds before casually taking a sip.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 11:40:45, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen chuckled. "Beautiful name." He said sighing. "Have you happened to see anyone around looking for me? My friend said we would be meeting here." He asked with a pleasant tone.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 11:43:29, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen nodded. "Would you have any shrimp?" He asked casually, glancing around the room.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 11:47:21, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen grinned. "Thank the lord. I haven't had any good shrimp for ages." He said, his eyes glancing over Ali, noticing her glance as her face rang a bell in his mind. He was careful to hide it however, as his vision passed over her without stopping.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 11:53:01, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen smiled at her. "I wouldn't doubt it." He said sincerely. He sighed slightly, hoping to get a job from someone. It seemed professionalism was wasted on the establishment. "Would you happen to know of any odd jobs that need doing?" He asked, a bit more quietly to cover his voice from any prying ears.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 11:59:46, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen 's face relaxed as he nodded. "I can do something about that." He said, his voice reverting to it's normal, American accent. He gently placed a card in front of her with his alias on it. "I'll have to speak with my associate." He said. "If you'll excuse me ma'am." He said, his Irish accent popping back as he walked over Tahira Ali. "Hello Ma'am." He said, sitting down across from her.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 12:03:10, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen smiled. "I've seen your face on many posters." He said, leaning back in his seat.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 12:06:02, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen nodded. "Yes. Top 10 lists are very prestigious. Though I'm always interested in the stories of those on them. So what's yours?" He asked. His eyes looking at her's before his concentration snapped away from the elderly woman, moving to Kyan's. "Thank ya, ma'am." He said, taking the food and handing her 40 dollars.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 12:08:10, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen nodded. "When the stranger is one who is in the gaze of those who have put you on such a high perch, it should be." He said, taking a single shrimp as he ate it somewhat hastily.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 12:12:05, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen shrugged. "Who said we were friends." Michael said as he tilted his head. "I just am in they're sights."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 12:14:39, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen sighed. "I apologize. I mean to say, I'm also being watched, but I'm not friends with the FBI...let's just say I'm on a list they don't publish."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 12:26:43, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen nodded. "Maybe I'm looking for a new partner." He said with a grin. "But I need to know if your skilled enough."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 12:30:28, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen shrugged. "Someone with connections...can get me in touch with those in power, even get me money. It's a pretty simple job on the surface...but you can't trust anyone who I ask you to speak with."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 12:33:08, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen nodded. "Which is why I'm showing I can put my best foot forward. If I really wanted I could capture you now. But that would make my life harder."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 12:37:06, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen shrugged. "I see I've come to the wrong person. I hope I can trust you to at least not say anything to the authorities?" He said, standing up.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 12:40:30, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen smiled. "Well, your secret is safe with me. Now, if you'll excuse me I have to find a place to stay."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 12:43:00, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen looked at Kyan and caught the keys with lightning accuracy. "Thanks." He said with a smile. "Are they adjoining rooms? and do they have windows?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-11 12:45:06, as written by LeeHitsugaya

Michael Westen nodded. "Thank you then. Maybe you could join me up there when your free?" He asked, smiling a bit.

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