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[boomerwanged]

you're in luck, mate. they're my faves too! always some of my first picks.
piggies have got me in cuffs for the next few weeks though...

[meowww]

They seem to be really good at catchin' here. Don't know how they fuckin' do it.

You mentionin' that fact because you're lookin' for some company? Or some kinda entertainment to keep ya busy.

[boomerwanged]

so fucking good at catching. i was bloody in and out like a shadow and they still got me. cunts. i figure it'll be a few weeks before i'm safe to start properly sorting out the stash though, is all i'm saying. wanted to make sure my favourite couple got first dibs.

wouldn't say no to company or entertainment though. had a hard few days at realignment :(

[meowww]

[That earns Boomer a little kissing face emoji.]

Aw, I'm blushin'. Don't know if Roman will appreciate me goin' down to see you on my own. But, it's just a favor to a friend. So we can keep it on the down low.

[boomerwanged]

oi but wanna know the best bit? dumb arses haven't even put me behind bars, mate. i'm free as a bird so long as i show up to those classes and wear some fuckin bracelets, lol.
you always do what roman tells you?

[meowww]

of course they didn't they're fuckin idiots even with their weird ways of finding out.

always, for the last 15 years. I wasn't very good at figuring out things for a while. He helped me.

[boomerwanged]

yeah but you're just hanging with a mate, whats not to appreciate about that? i think he should be happy you're out here making friends.

[meowww]

Yeah, ur right he should be. I think he'd like some alone time now and then, right?

[boomerwanged]

exactly!
fuck me, man, idk how you do it. don't think i've had a relationship last beyond 15 days, let alone 15 bloody years. after that many years i'd be wanting a whole lotta alone time.

[meowww]

[Victor grins down at the phone, snorting as he reads.]

Man, fuckin' tellin' it how it is. I like it. Yeah, sometimes I just need to do things my own way and not get nagged for it, right?

[boomerwanged]

and that's exactly why we're gonna find us a bar and get shitfaced. you're a dom right? you got some cash in that pocket.

[meowww]

Do I got cash, he says.

You bet your damn aussie ass I got enough to take us on a fuckin' pub crawl of the year.

[boomerwanged]

holy fuck, darl, you just gave me a semi with those words. that's some real romantic shit.

[meowww]

Seein' as you got some nice earnings from your recent trip that'll get me laid into next month. You scratch my back, I get your cock wet.

Where to meet up first?

[boomerwanged]

you're a real smart businessman.
and seeing as i don't get above ground much with this bloody mark on my neck. why don't you treat me to some fancy places in the up?

[meowww]

Alright, meet me at the Red Lounge in the up. We'll start our fun there

[boomerwanged]

you better believe i'll be there. we're gonna run up an eye watering tab. 😘

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[meowww]

[The Red Lounge in the up is closest to Victor's new home, so it makes sense to drop by first. It's also the place Roman's specifically forbid Victor from entering. The bar's theme revolves, mostly, around card games, specifically, Blackjack and with dozens of Roulette tables. Victor's addiction is well-known between the two of them, and while he's planning to stay at the bar over the tables, Victor keeps his eyes glued to one dealer nearest to his seat.

It's a good thing Victor isn't there too long before Boomer shows up, or else all that money he brought for booze would be lining the house's pockets.]

Hey, over here.

[boomerwanged]

[ Boomer gets himself an escort to the Up and because of it he's basically on time for once in his life. And he's even made the slightest bit of effort for his appearance in the Up. Sort of. Granted, he's still wearing his duct taped combat boots and jeans worn nearly to the point of being littered with holes. But he's wearing a dress shirt, pale blue, unbuttoned to show off his chunky gold chains and chest fur, and the sleeves rolled up to the elbows to display thick forearms dotted with tattoos. It's an attempt. ]

There he is! [ Said brightly as he swaggers over, throwing an arm around Victor's shoulders as he nears, leaning in not for a kiss, but to stick his tongue in Victor's ear. Odd sort of greeting, but solely done just to get some sort of reaction. ]

You picked a right fancy place, mate. Look at this...

[meowww]

[It does get Boomer a reaction, and because it's Victor is not within the realm of "normal" an average person might react with. It earns Boomer a dorky, wheezy laugh as Victor throws his own arm around Boomer to try and return the awkward greeting.

What the fuck, that's probably what everyone around them is thinking.]

Yeah, you like it? I've never been in here before, just saw the outside. Looked good enough.

[Victor smacks his hand on the counter and blows a little bird-like whistle to the closest bar tender.]

Hey- c'mere, take this guy's order, would ya?

[boomerwanged]

[ The return greeting drags a snorted little cackle from Boomer, nose scrunching as he makes his retreat soon after. Not far, though, only breaking contact enough to slip onto the bar stool next to Victor. ]

Whiskey, large.

[ His attention barely flickers to the bartender, more interested in the surroundings and his company. ]

'Ere, check these bastards out. [ He thumps a broad forearm onto the bartop in front of Victor to show off a chunky 'bracelet', the same on his other arm too. ] Realignment cuffs, so we gotta be on our best behaviour, you and me.

[meowww]

Make it two. [He needs that burn, Boomer has good taste.

Watching Boomer slam his cuffed hands onto the table, Victor whistles. Those are some nasty-looking jewels the city's got on standby.] Well that takes a few of tonight's activities off the planner. What the fuck do those things weigh, the city watches through everythin', you wouldn't think they'd need these fugly things.

[Better you than me buddy.]

Does this mean you can't talk about the heist, or, can we at least discuss those pretty details?

[boomerwanged]

Nn, I don't think they got microphones in them... [ He says with a curious squint, raising a wrist closer to his face so he can observe one of the bracelets more carefully as if he's never bothered looking before now.

And then he thumps it back down onto the bar top, none the wiser after that little investigation. ]

I think we're still good for a bit of hijinks, babe, what's the worst they're gonna do? Slap another week onto my sentence? Hah, real bloody hardship. [ Another light cackle of a laugh. ]

You want the dirty details then? 'Bout my bloody courageous fight against the system?

[meowww]

[True, what is another week with just heavy bracelets on your wrists? If Boomer's up for it, Victor's sure not going to argue the details of what might happen if they get caught.

They just won't get caught. Easy peasy.]

Well don't just keep that kinda stuff to yourself. I need somethin' to fantasize about when Roman gives me the cold shoulder. Go on.

[boomerwanged]

Okay, so- [ He slams a palm down on the bar top. Story time. ]

Y'know that real fancy "premier" jewellery store in the Up, the one near the elevator and a buncha boutiques? I'd been scoping that place out whenevs I could get up there, but mate, their security was tighter than a virgin's arsehole. Hard to find a proper in, so I think to myself I need some sorta distraction...

[ Their drinks arrive and Digger's instantly reaching for his, tipping the glass vaguely in Victor's direction with a soft mutter of "cheers" before he's knocking back a hefty mouthful and swallowing it like it's water. ]

And my mate Harls distracts better than any bloody person I know. So she's on distraction duty- glitter bomb, for some reason- and I slip in, quiet as anything, and nab the high value shit. I don't even get greedy, just a quick grab. We get out, get back to the Down, stash our swag, and then get bloody citations the very next day. It's like you said, mate, they're real good at finding us. Dunno how they do it, but fuck it, there's some stashes they don't even know about, hah.