After the series of unfortunate events that rumbled the city of Los Angeles last night, Florrie had been called to see Godfather CharlieCroker to talk some things over. It was a conversation that was to change her life and she felt privileged at the opportunity to prove her worth, for Charlie had offered her the chance of having her own family to run.
She had spent the day trying to make the HQ a little more presentable, whilst nursing a bit of a hangover from the drowning of sorrows and minor celebrations. As she fixed her hair and tidied her make up, Florrie grabbed a quick shot of southern comfort before tucking something under her arm and heading out the front door of the HQ.
Looking around at those who gathered, some family members where looking a little worse for wear, so she decided to keep this brief, let them get back to the hair of the dog that bit them.
Ladies and Gents, I'd first like to offer my sympathies to those who have been left behind by the recent deaths in the city of Los Angeles. You all have my condolences.
Florrie nodded her head then cleared her throat.
It is also with great honour and pride that I take on a crew of my own, with the blessing of our Godfather, CharlieCroker. I'd like to thank him for his faith in me and will do everything in my power to not let him down. I'm also delighted to be working alongside my favourite pirate, CaptainBubbleBeard and my good friend Silenzio, whose family of Valiant Jousters I will greatly miss being with.
As she walked toward the front of the HQ, she opened the packet she had tucked under her arm and revealed a plaque which she hung on the HQ door, before turning around to face the gathering.
I'd like to present you with The Valiant Drunkards! Now please, come on inside and help us celebrate, drinks are on the house! |