Serana walked around the office awaiting their old friend's arrival after sending an urgent message. She had just finished pouring herself a Sexy Serana (she had @Olivia give her the recipe) when @Flash-Fire came running in visibly out of breath. He looked at his boss and her calm demeanor before saying "Your message said urgent is everything okay Serana?".

Serana gave a little giggle "Alright maybe urgent was a stretch but today is still a big day! Ramone has left us to go run out of corktown and show those wannabes how business really works so that leaves us with a little bit of a void to fill here in our part of town. Now I was hoping as someone who has such a knowledge of our way of life as well as a fine pedigree for this line of work you would be willing to step up and take up the mantle as my underboss."

Flash looked stunned like a kitten in headlights "Um I don't know what to say, you know I never really gave a thought towards setting up my own crew but if you're certain this is how you want the future of Detroit then I humbly accept this task." 

Serana could not stop thinking about kittens as Flash spoke, she shook her head to get out of the trance "Thank you for taking this challenge up, I don't want you going alone take @Morgaine @Dopamine and that little @Fiend with you, you'll need the help!" Serana gestured for her driver to take Flash to his new home.

As @Serana's driver pulls up Flash hugs her and gives her a peck on the cheek making her purr.

"Thank you again Serana, but really @Morgaine? her family is cursed, I think I'm going to have to call my family 'The Damned'."

Art3mis was in her office in Seattle. She had been busy all day when a telegram was passed into the office by one of her Bodyguard's.

"Thanks Joe, can you get me a coffee and a bagel, I've not eaten today."

DEAR ART3MIS. FLASH-FIRE HAS BEEN GIVEN PERMISSION TO SET UP. HE WILL BE SET UP AS MY CAPTAIN HERE IN DETROIT. KIND REGARDS. @SERENA.

After reading the telegram, Art3mis picked up the telephone and asked the operator for the Western Union. Once she was connected, she told the lovely sounding young man her message.

DEAR FLASH-FIRE stop CONGRATULATIONS ON BEING GIVEN THE NOD TO SET UP AS SERENA'S CAPTAIN stop YOU BOTH WILL ACHIEVE GREAT THINGS IN DETROIT stop IGNORE WHAT PEOP SAY stop THE CITY IS NOT CURSED stop WELL NOT THAT MUCH ANYWAYS stop

"That's correct operator, can you send it to the Office's of Serena FOA Flash-Fire, Downtown Detroit. Thanks you for your assistance."

As she wakes up from the most amazing sleep she's had in weeks and stretches she realises that she has a very busy day ahead of her and has slept in. After getting washed up and dressed she heads to the office to catch up on Serana's paperwork and get started on packing her office up to move to a new location with her bestie, Flash-Fire, only to find her belongings being boxed up and packed into a moving truck by some burly men in tights. She looks for Serana and finds her standing in the hallway giving instructions.

Well, you could have told me you meant TODAY! At least the office is clean for my replacement, not like when I got it. I suppose I should stretch my legs and wings and go help out Flash-Fire. He truly is lost without me. It was amazing being in your family madame and an honour serving as your Left Hand. We'll have to do tea and biscuits soon. Thank you again for being awesome and giving us a chance to make it in the world today... I'll beat him daily for you, don't worry.

She walks outside to see the movers drop her beloved ficus plant and glares at them, yelling instructions and cursing their names. 

JUST GET MY STUFF TO FLASH'S PLACE IN ONE PIECE YOU FUCKING MORONIC PILES OF MONKEY SHIT!!

She steps into the back seat of her car, a lady shouldn't have to drive and asks Bud her favourite bodyguard and driver to take her to her new office and quickly. She couldn't leave Flash unattended for very long, especially with Fiend whispering in his ear. Dopamine was a good woman, fun to work with and make fun of the boys with. She could drink as much, if not more, than anyone else she knew. 

Upon arriving at the new office she climbed out of her car to overhear Flash saying something about family curses and glares, whispering a few words under her breath about curses and cookies. Walking boldly up to Flash she defiantly defends her family.

It isn't just MY family that is cursed! Look at yours! Hell, look at your clothes, it's a surprise that you managed to get your socks on this morning. Ugh, my work is cut out for me. You have to look the part now, you can't just hide in your office sending flirtatious mail to that hussy Sofia anymore. Let's go, we have work to do, we have offices to clean and the movers will be here with my belongings soon. You did remember to pick out furniture for your own office right? Impressive stuff, not a plank of wood on some bricks. 

Dragging Flash behind her they enter the building in hopes of breaking all family curses and maybe the city's curse as well... or not... They were The Damned after all.

Fiend appears from the side of the building, subtly scratching his nostrils as he makes his way to the entrance. He looks up at the large building and takes a deep breath before forcing it from his lungs.

"Mmm.. Smells like home."

Before he could even get his foot through the door, echoes of Morgaine's stressed voice bounced from wall to wall. He chuckled to himself, behind her back of course, before facing the music.

"Alright guys.. I've had my medicine, where you want me?"

He looks around before making his way over to Flash-Fire. He pats him on the shoulder before muttering a few words, "She been like this all day...?" Flash turned to look at him, nodding before the two embraced one another.

"Congratulations, Boss. I know you're gonna do Serana very proud."

Fiend tucks an envelope into Flash's suit jacket pocket before embracing him again and kissing him on each cheek.

"Now c'mon.. We better get this shit sorted before Morgaine has us cleaning her cooking equipment for the millionth time!! ... And where the fuck is Dopamine? How does she always get away with this shit?!"

Fiend shakes his head and quickly looks busy before attracting Morgaine's attention.

Hearing Fiend's girlish voice speak in its usual wimpy, hushed tones she shakes her head and withdraws her favourite blade from the sheath so skillfully hidden on her belt. Looking at the little man child menacingly she hisses...

You watch your tone young one, I have been nothing but pleasant since we moved. Now, get back to settling in. I want everything ready to go as soon as possible. Flash-Fire has, as usual, retired early. We have to break @Transition in gently before he awakens. 

Glancing at the newest member of The Damned she smiles, her eyes full of hope.

Don't you dare distract him from working hard and achieving everything he deserves. He's a wonderful boy and we're going to make sure he doesn't become like you... Right?

She flashes her knife once more in Fiend's direction.

Make yourself useful and go help Dopamine with her things. No lady should have to haul her own trunks and cases. 

She approaches Transistor and sighs happily, stroking his hair.

I'm sorry, I misspoke your name... There's so much to do, I got frazzled by that evil little Fiend... He has that effect on me.

Transistor double checks the spelling of his name on his ID before smiling at Morgaine. He grabs his suitcase as well as Morgaine's and heads through the front door to find the nearest barstool.

Standing in the middle of her old room with TomRawrdy, her trustee bodyguard (not the brightest of men but he sure was handsome) Dopamine continued checking through her list.

‘Suitcases...check. Bag of weapons...check. Box of goodies...check. Kitchen sink…’

Glancing at Tom with a wry smile on her face she watched him look at the sink.

‘I’m kidding Tom. I am sure Flash-Fire has sinks! Take this stuff to the car, I’ll be there shortly.’

Dopamine took a last look around before grabbing her coat and the little gift box of dark velvety chocolates that were wrapped up with a pretty pink bow then makes her way to @Serena’s office and places them on her desk with a little note that simply read ‘Gonna miss ya, sweetcheeks!’

Outside, Tom had the car door open, ready for her to get in and with that they were on their way to adventures new. Arriving at The Damned HQ, she could see Fiend milling about outside looking a bit ruffled.

‘What’s biting you?’ she asks. ‘You’re late and Morgaine pulled a knife on me.’ he replied, pouting.

Chuckling a little she grabs her box of goodies and taps the top of it while looking at Fiend.

‘This is why I come prepared. Watch and learn!’

Dopamine headed straight for the kitchen and unpacked her box of goodies. Coffee, whiskey and some bitter chocolate truffles. It didn’t take long to rustle up some Irish coffees and put the chocolates on a pretty plate before seeking out the lovely Morgaine and Flash-Fire.

‘Sorry I am late, lovelies. I see you have done a fabulous job already Morgaine. Here, a little something for your efforts’ Offering the tray with drinks and chocolates to Morgaine, Dopamine winks at Fiend then offers the tray to Flash, Fiend and Transistor.

‘Oh and congratulations Flash-Fire!’

She looks fondly upon Dopamine and the gifts knowing what the lovely temptress was up to, but it didn't matter... She was here finally. Closing her eyes as she took the first sip of her amazing coffee.

"Delicious as always Dopamine, you are an amazing woman. You know exactly what it takes to warm my heart and make me smile. Thank you... Now please, have a seat, we have much to discuss. Fiend has been up to his naughty tricks again. I found a frog in my desk drawer. I highly doubt that it was Transistor or Flash-Fire. They are far too mature for that. I hope you can convince him to find other outlets for his boredom. I hear the bathroom renovations have been finished in the warehouse, maybe he'd like to clean up in there."

She holds Flash's toothbrush out to Fiend.

"You can use this to do the job. It should make the day go by much faster for you. I'll have a job for you and Transistor to do later that's far less tedious. I promise. Maybe Flash will have something for you to do, but for now, we need you to clean up after the builders. We'll be doing the grout in the kitchen in a day or so, you have that to look forward to at least?"

She looks at Flash sitting behind his new desk, envelopes containing congratulations piling up. 

"Well boss, it's time to get to work... Are you ready?"