Mazdyn leans over the banister looking down at the great hall below her. Sounds of music and laughter filled the air. She made her way to the stairs pausing for a moment to look around the fortress. Everything was setting up nicely.

"Welcome my friends please find a seat dinner is being served' she said as she made her way to the table where her husband Gustav-Morello was sat. The group of friends all sat around eating, drinking and telling jokes. After the group had finished eating Mazdyn made her way around greeting all of her guests.

Mazdyn picks up her glass "If I could have everyone's attention please." She waited as the room fell silent. " I would like to thank each and every one for coming out to to celebrate with us today. I would like to thank Clarkson for allowing me to set up in Paradise and for being so helpful to me through all of this. I really can not thank you enough for everything you've done for me" she says as she places her hand on his shoulder.

"I would like to introduce you all to my RHM EdwardTeach and my LHM STITCH. I'd like to thank you both for helping me get everything together" she said with a smile.

Mazdyn pours herself another drink "Everyone fill your cups and lets get this party started."

While taking care of business in Detroit, Mercury hears of a new crew forming in Las Vegas. Word on the street is Clarkson has given the nod to  Mazdyn-Morello to set up. Mercury was pleased to see Lss Vegas Growing. She sent a telegram to the new crew that read:

Congratulations on your new auth. I look forward to watching you grow and prosper. God speed!

Archy was searching for Pauly_Boy when he thught he might be visiting the new fortress in Las Vegas. As he arrived, he noticed his friend and ex-crew mate Mazdyn-Morello standing at the top of the stairs, making her speech, he was very happy that she received her chance and cheered loudly for his friend. He picked a drink a raised it in toast of her new organization.

"I am so happy for you Maz, I am not gonna lie and say I look forward to working alongside you in LasVegas. We have already been doing that for a while, but I'll tell you that we are missing you in the petrolheads, you left a gap that only time can heal. Anyway, I wish you the best of luck with your new operations in Las Vegas and hopefully we will together put Las Vegas back as a top leading city in the organized syndication."

Archy finishes his drink and continued searching for Pauly_Boy.

Teach was not simply invited to a celebration of the foundation of this new, great organization, which he was to play a major role in. In his eyes he was invited into the warm embrace that was that of the people of Las Vegas. He was not a native to Sin City, but was quickly feeling more and more at home. He could not be more pleased with his decision to aid Mazdyn-Morello. It was a bitter sweet feeling leaving his beloved family, and the Motor City, but things were leaning closer to sweet over bitter with each passing day. Teach lifted his cup and spoke.

"Congratulations Boss! I look forward to seeing great things coming out of Paradise, a bright future, and an amazing adventure for us all. I hope to serve you to the best of my ability."

He then took a swig and grinned wildly at Mazdyn.

Mandalore heard some rustling in the streets making his way around the crowd, smiling under his helmet as he looks around. He began to clap before he spoke.

"Congratulations, I wish the best of luck to you and your family."

STITCH makes his way around the crowd shaking hands and thanking some of the esteemed mobsters of our community for taking the time out of their busy day to be here for the opening of the HQ. 

Family, friends, strangers who have yet to become friends, thank you for coming out today.  We are very honored and thankful to Consigliere Clarkson for allowing us to spread our wings and our legitimate businesses in to Paradise.  We look forward to working with all of you and please, all though we may be the new kids on the block, we are no strangers to how this thing works.  We are always available if anyone needs us.  Now raise a glass to The Fortress!

STITCH slams back a shot of Whiskey then sets his eye on the Debbie the seamstress from down the way.  I think I'll have a go at her, STITCH mumbles to himself as he walks out of sight.