It was the grand opening day to a newly operating tailoring business, centered in the heart of the streets. Insomnia had recently taken Obito underneath his wings as a captain for the district of Brooklyn. It didn't take long for Insomnia to realize Obito had another unique set of skills, he was one of the finest suit tailors this world had to offer in ages. After realizing this Insomnia knew there was money to be made and a way he could put Obito's set of skills to work.

Insomnia had put lots of time and money into getting this place up and running. The agreement between the two was in return Obito would kick back a percentage of the funds made to the chairman in helping the city continue to flourish. 

"Are you ready? All of the flyers and notifications have been sent out around town."

Insomnia asks before opening the door, looking behind him at Obito who looked nervous, fidgeting with his fingers in his lap.

"Don't stress yourself out man you'll do great! If anyone gives you any trouble or shit just remember I'll only be a few feet away in the office counting my our money."

Obito shook his head laughing at Insomnia's remark.

"Fuck it! Let's do this!" 

Obito jolts up from out of the chair, rubbing his hands together, ready to get started. 

Nodding his head grinning Insomnia opens up the front door, seeing a small line had already been formed in anticipation for the grand opening. Insomnia waves his hands towards himself, gesturing for everyone to follow him inside to have a look around. There was various types of styles and fabrics that were draped creatively around the building showing off Obito's stitch work. There was a sign in the middle of the room listing off his pricing...

Obito's Tailoring

Suits - Three Credits

Crew Crests - Four Credits

Sponsor Crests - Two Credits

steps forward in disbelief.

I demand to speak to marketing team ASAP. Plz.

Insomnia quickly notices a familiar face entering the building hollering about speaking with the marketing team. Cracking a smile he taps SquidMaster on the shoulder.

"Excuse me but is there a problem here?"

Swiping Insomnia's crusty finger off his brand new suit from this establishment; he begins to speak

"Sir, you are seriously under priced for Obitos hard work here, are you a slave driver? I bet he only gets 1% of the profits too!"

"Next time I come here I better see higher prices for such fine mink and leather, SIR."

Walking away in his inky suit, Squiddy hugs Obito before exiting.

Reagan is curious about the business, knowing that it would be lovely to walk out with a new dress to change things up a bit. She steps inside and walks around for a little bit, confused who to ask as she says,

"This sounds really nice and I am definitely interested, but is there a little portfolio book around here so I can see his previous work?"

Briya stepped up to the counter next to Reagan, nodding politely as the other woman inquired about a portfolio. Quietly handing an envelope over to Obito that had enough cash in it to cover all three of his suit specializations, she winked and whispered "I trust you" before smiling and heading back out into the street.

TM finds himself wandering the streets, taking in the sights he cannot help but pause when he notice Something Godfather Chairman Insomnia speak. The mans powerful voice enough to stop the most hardened gangsters in their tracks. Seems he was calling people forth to a new business venue put up by Obito. For quite some time he had been looking for someone to commission a proper family crest, although he had a bit of sentimental charm for his own design he knew he needed something a bit more refined. The Mafioso stands in line amongs the others waiting for their suits. Not before long he finds himself at the front of the line, he eagerly shakes Godfather Insomnias hand firmly upon entry before making his way to Obito, shaking his hand as-well as sliding the man an advance in payment.

”Finally! Been looking for a place like this for a while, and indeed am looking for a master tailor to create a crest that shows what the Disciples Of Apocalypse are really all about. Family, Loyalty, and of course a tad bit of mayhem.. Accept this payment in advance, I will be seeking you out for contact in the near future to go over details.”

Obito stumbled out of his office when he saw Insomnia and SquidMaster talking about the marketing team, he slowly scratched his head then when he was beginning to depart, he walked up and gave him a hug out of nowhere but surprisingly he didn't really care since the edge for the prices was precisely more positive then negative. He handed ReaganNordan a portfolio to see some previous work.

"Right here, miss." He waved at ReaganNordan, Obito watched as TM walked and he received the payment and gave him a wink; oh wait he was masked which was kinda obvious so it was left out of proportion. 

"My friend! Thanks for coming, for sure, I'll sort you out with something decent and it'll make your family look intimidating and furious. You'll love it for sure and I can't wait for the details, sorry, I'm packed now." Obito watched as Briya walked and she was quick about it, watching her slide over the envelope over and it was bulky, the certain whisper and assurance that he could be trusted made him smile.

Scratching at the back of his neck Insomnia cracks a smile hearing SquidMaster comment that the suits were under priced, taking advantage of Obito's hard work and talent. 

"Unfortunately we are in desperate times, the economy isn't what it once was. Not everyone out there will have the luxury or steep enough pockets able to afford spending more. But for those generous enough I'm sure Obito wouldn't mind a tip if you felt it was above your expectations."

Insomnia waves goodbye, giving SquidMaster the middle finger when he wasn't looking, walking out the door. 

"Is there a little portfolio around here so I can see his previous work?"

Laughing, Insomnia notices a young gal speaking with someone who didn't work at the building, inquiring about seeing previous work for a new dress. Clearing his throat to get ReaganNorden's attention, she turns around.

"I think this may be what you are looking for."

Insomnia hands Reagan a portfolio, nodding his head smiling.

"Keep in mind we are still a new business and with your guy's work we can add new faces into there."

Walks in and flips insomnia the bird

You bish.

Was this really what he looked like? Freeman stared at his reflection. His once clean suit was now looking weathered. It still looked fine but it had lost that luster that makes a good suit great. As he went to check his hair he noticed something in the reflection of the stores' glass. A tailor shop right behind him.

"This can't just be a coincidence." said Freeman.

It was destiny. He crossed the street and entered the tiny shop. Once he flung open the door the realization set in. This was one of Insomnia's places.

"I wonder if he's here. I wonder if he has the five grand he stole from me." said Freeman to himself.

After looking around and securing his pockets Freeman approached the front desk and slapped down the shops preferred currency.

"Make me look beautiful." said Freeman.

Alexa enters Obitos tailoring business and gives a twirl to show off her new suit.

"Highly recommended tailor did a very good job" She said to the room, she gave one last twirl before exiting.

After a courier hand delivered her special order to the Brooklyn headquarters, Briya immediately took a cab into town to Obito's shop to thank him personally.

"Wonderful work, as I knew it would be. Thank you so much for taking the time and effort for me," she said, giving her friend a quick squeeze along with a smile. "I may be back again later on. Gotta match the shoes, you know," she added, then gave a little wave as she exited again into the spring sunshine.

Freeman exited the fitting area making sure to avoid any small mirrors so he could get a good look at himself with a full length mirror. The fit was remarkable, neither tight nor loose. It was as if this suit was meant for him. He smiled and fired his finger guns at his reflection. Freeman gave a nod to Obito and made his way outside so the world could see how fantastic he looked.

"They ain't ready for all this." said a confident Freeman.

Steps out of the fitting room area and looks across at Freeman who had just been tailored by Obito as well. I watched him shake hands with Obito and walk out the door looking like a brand new man.

"Damn, the confidence is dripping off him like sweat. , I said looking at myself in the mirror. Thank you sir, your work is great and I look forward to coming back very soon."

I think I was feeling that same swagger Freeman had. I walked outside into the public instantly getting compliments from strangers.

Brancer, having heard about Obito's new venture in tailoring, had decided he had to go and see for himself. Besides as of late something had felt a bit off with his current getup. Once finding his way in off the streets, he made his way up to the counter.

"Glad to see the grand opening has been quite the success Obito!"

He said looking around inside. Besides on his way in Brancer had seen many prominent figures leaving the shop in amazing new getups.

"I think it's time I felt like a million bucks myself." He said with a grin as he pulled out an envelope and slid it across the counter. "Look forward to seeing your work."

TM had only been waiting a little while but already his anticipation to view Obito’s artwork. His discription for what he wanted a bit vague but he wasn’t sure the master craftsman could piece together just what he wanted. Only a short while before the He is presented with the crest. Husband own eyes lighting up in view of something that’s looked so perfect to him. Perfection, and in that moment he knew the crest was the embodiment of what he had wished for, a grateful smile coming over his face as he shakes Obitos hand.

”Thank you, thank you very much for this wonderful piece of artwork. More then worth what it costs, hence the little bit extra. I can see this being a successful business for many times to come. Thanks again, and if I need any other services I will definatly Ben coming back! One happy customer!”

TM smirks as he turns to make his way out of the humble shop. Making siren he bids the other patrons a at tailor shop farewell. He steps out of the shop and onto the streets. Wearing his new crest with such pride, truly a step forward on a brand new day.

Ramone was wondering around the streets in his suit. The sleeves were cut off, the chest was tight, and the pants were pretty much nonexistent as they were so tight they showed everything. He was walking over to talk to a few of his dawgs when suddenly he saw a dollar bill on the ground. This wasn't an ordinary dollar bill. Upon further investigating it had a phone number on it for a good time. He couldn't make out the name on the bill so he bent over to pick it up. When he did, the chest part of his suit and his pants split right down the middle.

"Oh shit."

Ramone hoped nobody got a glance of his backside... But someone had, it was a sight to see. Even though his suit was torn and probably wasn't going to last much longer, Ramone continued to lean over and grab that dollar bill. He wanted to see who was worth such a good time. The number was 313-427-2302... it was a Detroit area code. He looked over to the name and he could barely make it out. It either said Ash or Ass. He couldn't tell. But his had to be the work of his right hand man, Ash.

Ramone continued down the street with the bill between his lips and his arms wrapped around himself, holding onto his torn clothes. He had overhead a new business venture from Godfather Chairman Insomnia. Obito was making new suits. This is just what he needed.

"Whatever the price, it doesn't matter. This old suit of mine is done. I need a new one please."

Obito happened to come out of the back after knitting, he crossed his arms after arranging several different suits for people and a crest. He was packed up after all the new requests coming in but he didn't mind it specifically, shaking TM's hand as he accepted his new crest and he gave him a nod as he made his way out of the store and with that following Freeman and Chairman RomanReigns, the confidence was definitely boosted after people couldn't help notice the fresh looks.

Staring through the store window, he looked at Ramone as he walked in with practically a half-torn suit, was precisely in shambles and that was no way for a crew leader to look; especially not out in public. Obito rested his arms on the counter and glanced Ramone up and down before rearranging his posture.

"You got it. For sure."