BlackPanther's Barbers

Flexx walks into the barber shop, he scans the area checking it out before he takes a seat. Looking at the different things that were going on, he was deciding on either a high fade, or did he just want to go clean to the skin. He sat and waited before he was approached by one of the barbers. He grabs the local paper sitting there on the table next to him, the news was never good, and sometime never highlighted the good. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a blunt as he waited. 

Fire Marshall Bill walked up to the front of BlackPanthers Barber Shop, along a street in Detroit. Standing there for a moment, he reaches his hand to the back of his head feeling his neck hairs with his fingertips. He could sure use a trim, and someone inside could sure use a violation right about now.

Bill peers through the glass window and see's a man sitting inside lighting a blunt. He stands up straight and marches inside. He stops just inside the front door and immediately draws the attention of everyone inside. Bill scans the room with his eyes from left to right, then right to left. He stops on the man with a lit blunt hanging out of his mouth.

"Bill.. Fire Marshall Bill here! I see we have a violation occurring. It comes with a hefty fine, sir. Could cost you and the shop owner. I'm willing to turn a blind eye though.. if you're willing to allow me to partake of course. Also I could use a trim if you've got an open chair?"

Elias had been sleeping rough for the last few nights, he'd recently moved to Detroit after agreeing to help his dear friend Maggie. However the accomodation he was in still needed a lot of work, there was no running electric still or hot water, his stubble was starting to look rather untidy, and it's not an image Elias liked to portray of himself nor his family. 'I need to get this beard tidied up' Elias thought to himself before setting off to visit another one of BlackPanther's Barber Shop.

Elias walked up to the Barber shop, the lights were bright, the red & white barber poll spinning around in the wind. Elias opened the door, the bell rang and out popped BlackPanther from behind the counter. Elias shook his hand warmly before taking off his black top hat off and sitting in the barber chair..

Elias showed BlackPanther his beard that was getting rather untidy and asked for it to be trimmed up... I have a meeting with Maggie & Kris_Kringle later, there's no way I can go looking like this - so please work your magic for me...!

'That's ever so kind, what great hospitality BlackPanther' Elias said as he sat back and relaxed, ready to let Drago do his thing..

'I would indeed like something stronger, it's been a stressful couple of days my friend. Do you have my favourite, bourbon whiskey?' Right after Elias had finished speaking he noticed Chantell  coming over with two glass tumblers....on the rocks as standard..'DELIGHTFUL' said Elias as he downed the whiskey in one. 

So BlackPanther how have you been? It's good to catch up with you, albeit in these embarrassing circumstances with my horrible, messy beard!

Elias wasn't entirely sure about the raid with the feds where BlackPanther lost a lot of his product, however Elias was a trustworthy mafioso in these parts, he'd built up quite a large network in this world, and had a lot of contacts..

'My friend i'm sorry for your loss in product, I can understand how we all have to do a bit on the side to keep things ticking over, but it's all about who you pay, and who not to pay. Some feds in these parts are up to no good, they'll double cross you at a moments notice! It's going to set you back a bit, however I can recommend  TM-Scarface - you've most likely seen him around these parts, he has some of the best product you'll find on the streets, it'll take some convincing for him to move that kind of weight - but we go back far, and a long time. I could probably act as the middle man here and help get you back setup on your feet. What do you say...?

'Okay not a problem at all, I will go and contact TM-Scarface and bring him into your shop later, do you have a back door or a meeting room we could use? I'll fill him in on your story and that a fellow mafioso needs some help. Maybe you could start dealing here on the side to clients? I won't teach you how to run a network of drug runs, but using TM's product, if he lets you will go a long way to getting you back on your feet again...

Twist and his bodyguard walk into the barber shop in hopes BlackPanther- could help with the crazy hair of the clown.  Panther welcomes the two with open arms, and offered them a seat almost instantly.  Twist sat down while his bodyguard explained the confusing hair cut!

”So the boss need the three twists he has on the top of his head re twisted and colored.  One twist is red another yellow and the last one green.  Once that is all done he will need you to shave in between the twisties bald.  He offered 200$ considering the hassle his hair brings.  So do we got a deal?”

The bodyguard holds the money out to panther awaiting a answer.

Crossing the street glancing down at his gleaming shoes, _Dino_ reached "BlackPanthers Barber's" and entered. Fortunately it was quiet and the barber beckoned for him to take a seat.

"What will sir be having today?" The barber enquired.

"Short back and sides and take care not to get any hair on my shoes, I've just had them shined across the street." retorted _Dino_

With a knowing nod the barber set about placing a black gown around _Dino_ and then proceeded to put a towel over his shoes. _Dino_ was impressed with the barbers thoughtfulness  and relaxed as the barber started to cut.

After around 15 minutes he was all done and after glancing in the mirror and nodding his approval he thanked the barber and peeled of a $20 dollar bill and for the second time that day said,

"Keep the change." as he made his way back onto the street. He felt good and it was such a lovely day maybe he would go for a walk down to that new cafe that had recently been opened by a good friend of his....

Flexx walks into the barber shop and takes a look around. It wasn't too busy, and he had a few moments to wait. he made his way over to the seating area and took a seat. He takes his Fedora off, and reaches into his pocket and pulls out a blunt. He lights it as he sits waiting on his turn. He turns to hear a sporting event over the radio.