It was another snowy day in the Motor City, although it wasn't too bad out as there were still things going on in the city, like the 'Are you my Ramona?' contest. As you strolled by the headquarters for THE HIRED MUSCLE, you noticed a powerful woman carrying out a tree rack and weight lifting plates. She was probably the largest lady you have ever seen...

"That must be 'Ramona.”

The door slammed shut and then another person came out carrying some dumbbells. Following them was someone you recognized, @Ash. He was carrying some plated weights and what looked like a harness used for your head. A neck strengthening harness? Ash looked happy as he carried out his equipment.

"Hey, don't forget the ab mats!"

Ramone was yelling as the door went shut again, trying to make sure the others grabbed the mats that made all their abs look like they were sculpted by the Gods. You continued to watch as more and more weight lifting equipment was being carried out of the building. Ramone walked outside to catch a breath of fresh air. Moving all that weight equipment really brought out the scent of their gym.

"What’s up dawg?"

As he greeted you, you gave him a friendly nod.

"Whats wrong? Oh you saw @Ramona? Ahhhh she's good peeps. You wanna help us move our stuff? We're moving to our own district, Corktown that is. @Serana and I are serious about making Detroit a prosperous city once again. Oh yeah and hey, we're throwing a beach themed party at the new headquarters. If you're interested, swing by.”

Ramone went back inside to help continue the move.

“No no no, you can’t just ignore this entire stack of boxes!” Olivia threw her hands up in frustration, watching as everything but the gym equipment was completely ignored in the initial stages of their move. Olivia’s job was to make sure that the offices were packed up, things like their books and rules and you know, everything other than the gym stuff. Luckily, she had plenty of her own men to help in carrying out the actual important stuff.

Going outside to watch the moving process, Olivia tracked down her boss, Ramone. She gave him a hug, a smile gracing her face. “I’m so proud of you for being given the opportunity to move into your very own district. I know you’re going to do amazing things with Corktown no matter what rumors there are of some nasty curse over this city. Between you and Don Serana, I’m confident Detroit will be a thriving city once again.”

She was about to go back inside when Ramone mentioned a beach themed party at the new headquarters. "Beach themed party? Does that mean our new headquarters has a pool?" Olivia perked up at the thoughts of summer barbeques and poolside lounging that were now floating through her mind. 

While being new to Detriot itself, and not being a member of Ramone's "The Muscle", Creation found herself walking right into the HQ, being the little nosey French she is. She'd see some new sights, workers picking up this and that, and more importantly, someone she talks to really. She witnesses Olivia hug Ramone while the two talked. She didn't want to interrupt, so she waited as multiple people come across her, asking for a hand.
"Uhm... I'm not really looking to lift."

Bubbles was in Detroit to visit her sisters Serana and Rayden, it had been a while since she had went to visit them. It was a well over due visit, she took a cab to the main street in Detroit that their HQ was located on and got out on the corner. On the way up to their HQ she walked by Ramone's HQ. The front door was wide opened and some very non workout sounds were coming out from there. A bit intrigued by this she decided to investigate. 

The moment she got to the door she could hear Ramone mention something about a beach party. Which immediately got her attentions, though it was a bit confusing cause she didn't know of any beaches in Detroit. Shrugging it off she took a step in the door. 

"Hello!"

Olivia walked right by her, as if she were getting ready to hand someone their own ass. Perhaps this wasn't the best time but with a shrug she walked in a bit further.

"Hello? Olivia? Ramone? ASH?"

As the volunteer sneered at Creation and walked away carrying off a gym mat, she only heard Bubbles, and soon after saw her as she walked through the door a bit more. She cheered on the inside, but remained rather calm not to provoke anyone. "Bubbles! Jeez God, I didn't expect you t- I would've flown but... Never had the time!" The exact thoughts that were flowing through her mind as follows: "Dx." Creation took a little bit more time to realize, that both her and Olivia are a part of Bubble's Legacy... in a way of course.

"...Oh!!!"

Olivia was in the middle of preparing to head over to the new headquarters in Corktown when she heard the voice of the most lovely Bubbles. She'd somehow managed to walk right past her, distracted by everything that was going on around her. She also saw Creation standing nearby and she excitedly waved to both women. 

"BUBBLES!!" Olivia gave the woman a hug before motioning to the chaos. "Sorry I didn't see you at first, it's very chaotic here today. But will you come to our party? Apparently, it's a beach themed party which is very odd, but it is Ramone after all so I suppose we shouldn't be surprised."

She got up from where she was sitting, trying hard not to scream them both out. "OLIVIAAA! BUBBLESSSS!" She joined in the hug. "Why wave, when we can hug!?!" She happily sang. "But a party...? Oooo, parties are nice! I'd like to come, if that's okay! But beach theme...?" She'd start to think about why... and there could only be one reason. She kept it to herself, hoping they'd figure it out. "But still, IT'S A PARTY!!!"

Bubbles gave Olivia a tight embrace and then walked over to Creation and gave her a slight nudge with her shoulder and a wink. 

"Oh it's ok, I wasn't planning on stopping here just yet but the door was opened and well you all are loud. So had to come check out what the hell was going on. As I can see now, you all have big things going on here so I won't keep you all long. Plus I have to go meet the sisters ya know."

Bubbles just stood there and smiled for a moment before talking again.

"So yeah once you all get that beach party figured out let me know, I'd be happy to attend."

With a hug to each of them Bubbles backed her way out the front door and headed down the street.

Creation winked back to Bubbles, unsure if it's just her being friendly or not. "You're not going to stay? Aw... We need to have some quality time, girls night out!" She said, laughing. "But I really hope you do come! Wouldn't be the same if you weren't there! Well... Who knows!?" She wanted to keep going on, but she didn't want to take all the spotlight away.

"The silence..." She stated, "It annoys the shit out of me, haha... But why are you guys having a party, of any kind?" She asked, seemingly dizzy.

It was ironic, Insomnia was in the motor city yet he was walking around town aimlessly, unsure of what he was even doing, let alone know where he was going. The Godfather had grown old for his age in this lifestyle and the lack of sleep was beginning to show in his complexion. Often times he'd come off a long plane flight and tiredly walk around random cities forgetting what he flew in for. 

Insomnia was practically dragging his feet, walking down the streets of Detroit. His body was still beaten up from a few nights prior while initiating a new member into one of his underground fight clubs. 

Gasping out of air, wishing he didn't smoke so much, Insomnia takes a moment to catch his breathe. Standing with his hands at his side, panting, he scans his location to see where the hell he was. There was an ice cream truck slowly creeping down the street, he licks his lips wishing he had the energy to flag him down for an ice cream cone. 

Hearing a familiar crowd of voices in the background speaking of a party and moving breaks his day dream of eating ice cream. He shifts his focus onto seeing Ramone lifting some weights while speaking to Olivia and Bubbles. It had looked like he was flexing his muscles around the neighborhood or opening a gym outside, he wasn't quite sure. Curiously Insomnia crosses the street waving at the group.

"Hey guys! Did I hear something about a party!? I'm quite interested in some party favors to keep me going for the day and to stay alert. Shit I'm slowly realizing I'm not the young man I once was."

Insomnia uses his index finger, brushing it onto his nose a few times hinting it out.

"If you guys wouldn't mind me joining along I happen to have a pocket full of bills just for such a special occasion."

"Oh, more people. Great... Yes, you did hear about a party, I don't mind, I can't speak for Olivia and Bubbles." She took a breathe, trying to hide a sigh underneath it. Not one bit does she like people, well... Mass amounts. After almost being killed by French Mafia, she really didn't to go to the party, but her friends were going, so would she. She took the moment of silence to adjust herself, if any moment in time, she wouldn't want to drop her papers. It's her pride, her work, and... her hobby.

"And what are you thinking of doing with all that money? Some drug deal that you'll give to us? I don't know, I'm just thinking the worst today..." Her voice trailed off.

She wouldn't look at Insomnia one bit, not to be rude, just... she's only heard of him from rumors that were given to her by the kind people in the cities, she needed to get her articles finished somehow. "May I ask, you are Insomn-ia... correct?" Her voice cracking mid-sentence. 

(Fuck I forgot to add this, I'm sad... Right after the last sentence by the way.~)