Philadelphia was a bustling city, the latest and the greatest could be found in The City of Brotherly Love. There was so much potential and means to achieve The American Dream, that the blank hand found a grip upon such opportunities. Brutus had long awaited his chance to run an operation in the city. Having come from Detroit, the man had roots tethered with those of men such as Dagda , McCreary , Bosco , and Uncle . Although, none of it would have been possible without the guidance of Qui-Gon-Jinn . The man had blessed him with the opportunity presented today.

Brutus had just left the Halls of Valhalla not too long ago, having spent a short while enjoying whiskey and talks with Don Odin . The roar of his motorcycle reverberating off the walls of the winding roads as he returned to the Old City District. 

A smile curled at the corners of his lips as the lights of the city soon came into view, "Ain't it just fucking gorgeous.." He spoke to himself as he opened the throttle. The engine roared as he was propelled forward, and soon into the bosom of the city he loved, Philadelphia.

It wasn't too much longer before he came across a once leveled block of Old City District. The finishing touches of a new construction were being put into place.

 "Ay! Easy with that..!" Brutus growled, taking a step forward as he watch one of the crew members nearly topple over from a ladder which he had used to hoist the sign of his new business venture.

Et Tu, Brute?

1776 Ash Grove Ave.

The complex was rather large, boasting several warehouses where livestock were processed and later packaged for the citizens of Philadelphia. Business was already booming! Trucks could be seen hauling from the nearby buildings, on their way to the city center. 

Brutus looked to his right, finding MaryJane . "Hey, didn't I tell you we'd make it..? We did it". His smile broadened and he'd laugh softly to himself before stepping off the motorcycle and standing by her. "Thank you Qui-Gon-Jinn for this opportunity, and cheers to success in our future endeavors." 

Arrives just in the nick of time after running late from her flight

​"Phew! I made it!" 

Listens as their new friend proudly speaks of his great plans for the speak easy city. 

Congratulations and well deserved! I look forward to watching all of your accomplishments and growth from here on out.

Shakes his hand and smiles before handing him one of her special muffins before moving back to the crowd

Sitting in the drivers seat of his black van, making pretend whoosing, vrooming and skidding noises with his mouth as he violently yanked at the steering wheel, Bosco glanced in his rear-view mirror just in time to watch Carmen open the rear doors and excitedly jump into the back of his truck.

"Sooo... how much of that did you see?" Bosco queried sheepishly

"Enough. But I can laugh at that later. Right now, something big is going down in Philadelphia! Qui-Gon-Jinn has authorised Brutus to run a crew out of Old City District, so there's definitely gonna be a party! We gotta go!"

Rolling his eyes and tutting, Bosco replied in an overly animated fashion

"I ain't gettin on no plane, fool! And by the time I drive there, the party will be done, so I'll need to trust you to deliver a crate of our local grain alcohol. Stuff is so scarce out there, and I wanna make sure they've got enough booze to celebrate with. Please pass on my warmest regards to Brutus. He's not great with names though, so don't worry if he doesn't recognise you at first."

Grabbing a pen and piece of paper out of the glove box, Bosco starts writing a letter to accompany his delivery:
 

Dear Brutus,

I have just received word of your auth. I'm delighted that Qui-Gon-Jinn has someone alongside him, and I'm even happier it's you. I know how hard you've worked to earn this, and I know you'll only strengthen Philadelphia. Enjoy a taste of our local moonshine on me!

Cheers, and congratulations!

~BA.

MaryJane received notice of a delivery along with a crisp white envelope. A large wooden crate of spirits arrived from Bricktown, Detroit. Her bodyguard mentioned it was from Godfather - Chairman Bosco. She whispered quietly to her bodyguard instructions and took the envelope, walking down the enormous warehouse hallway, into Brutus 's office. The bodyguards opened the door for her as she entered.   

"From Godfather Bosco." She smiled, gently giving him the letter.

It was just early evening, a cool summer breeze swept through the Old City district as the commencement began. She smiled and nodded in agreement as he stood next to her. The bar was stocked behind her. Guests started arriving and security was heightened. 

"Congratulations Brutus." She smiled raising her glass towards him.

"Thank you Qui-Gon-Jinn for this opportunity."

Squirrelly-Dan just so happened to find himself in Philly with the glorious news that Brutus was being given the keys to his own HQ in OCD.  He knew Brutus to be a fiercely loyal man, and someone who Qui-Gon-Jinn could rely upon.

He watched a fat cop wolf back a half dozen donuts as he crossed the streets to go congratulate him in his HQ.  He watched as the real hero paramedics revived a baby in the middle of the streets.  The firefighters, meanwhile - were obviously sleeping somewhere preparing for their secondary employment.

"Congratulations Brutus.  Philly has made a good choice today.  You are a hard working and loyal asset to the community.  I know that you will do truly great things!"

Squirrelly-Dan tips his Puppers up and hacks a dart in celebration of Philly's newest Family.

Someone else had been given the authorization to set up in the American mob? The Greek Freak was like a truffle pig searching for, well, you know what they search for. Traveling to Philadelphia just for the occasion to hand out another basketball may seem like a strange thing to most of the outside world, but this sign of respect had been around since the dawn of time, or at least since the Greek decided that he would start doing it whenever he felt.

Finding out where Brutus spent most of his days wasn't difficult seeing as how the Greek knew who to talk within every city, being quite the talker, and having a small amount of clout allowed him to use it; especially on the poorer population who would talk for a few dollars about pretty much anything you'd need to know as long as you weren't a police officer.

"Congratulations!", the tall muscular man bounced a fully signed basketball down the way and toward Brutus who was accompanied by not only friends but also his many bodyguards. Knowing not to get too close he rolled the ball which would assuredly be worth thousands of dollars one day on the real market, he nodded towards both the man and his entourage before humbly walking away.

His job here was done, and the gift would ensure that people remembered his name. Although maybe not, since cursive was really fucking hard and he didn't do it very well... plus who's going to know what Greek Freak means? He really should think about just signing his real name which was obviously 

When Carmen landed on Philly, there was already a limo loaded with Jack 'N Coke drinks waiting for her, arranged by Duncan. She went straight to Brutus warehouse and being anxious as she was, she emptied 3 glasses on the way. She was trusted with the mission to deliver a box of high quality moonshine to Brutus, a gift from Godfather Chairman ♥Bosco and also his letter. 

When she arrived, she was quite tipsy already, so she went straight to the front doors of the building to conclude her mission and have a little shuteye before the actual celebration begins. She know she needed to be ready to party, cause Brutus was known to party real hard. As those thoughts went through her mind, she suddenly was stopped by an enormous man wearing a tank top, camo pants and combat boots, who looked a lot like Hulk Hogan:

"Miss, what business do you have here?" He said, with his hand in a motion to stop.

Carmen was quite annoyed, but she politely answered:

"My name is Carmen, i'm here to deliver Godfather Chairman Bosco's letter and a gift to Brutus.

His expression softened, but he was still standing in her way:

"I'm sorry, but you can't enter now. He's busy. You can give the letter and the gift to me, i will deliver it to my employer and his RHM MaryJane. She'll make sure he gets it. 

She was quite pissed to be treated like that and wanted to kick this asshole's balls, but her Godfather was very clear with her before she left. He said "DON'T START ANY FIGHT AND DON'T GET DRUNK BEFORE THE PARTY", so she counted to 10, breathed softly and said:

"Get on with it, then! Get the damn crate out of the trunk. And if you break something or crumple this letter i'm going to personally kick the shit out of you. Go on! By the way, your boss's gonna hear about that. You're lucky i'm tired and in need of a shower, now.

He sighed and mumbled an apology. She told him to shut up and watched while the huge moron carried the big crate as if it was a little feather, then she placed the letter on top of it. She lit a cigarette and then left to finally rest at the hotel.

After resting and getting ready for the celebration, she finally headed to the party, that had already started. She was dressed to kill with a gorgeous red gala tight dress which amplified her bosom and showed her nice cleavage. She went straight to Brutus (not without grabbing a glass of champagne on the way), who was surrounded with people congratulating him, but when she arrived, he was already looking at her:

"Congratulations, Brutus! I presume you received Godfather Chairman Bosco's letter and gift? Well, i came to deliver it and also to wish you all the luck in the world. I know how hard you worked to get here and i know you will achieve great things."

It was clear he was trying not to stare at her cleavage. She raises her glass up and says:

"To Brutus!"

MaryJane raises her glass as Carmen gives a toast, sighing as she gives a stern look at her bodyguard who hung his head in shame, deliberately forgetting to mention Carmen was outside the warehouse earlier that day and his refusal to let her in. 

"Hmm, I'll deal with Mikael later." Her lips momentarily formed a firm line but quickly changed to joy as more guests arrived.

She greets Carmen, softly kissing her cheek, as they both are  heavily buzzed.

"Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!! I'm so happy you made it! Apologies for my bodyguard, Mikael earlier, he's been on edge as you know what's happened these past couple days." 

She sees so much family relaxing, throwing darts, drinking and talking loudly and chatting with Brutus. Baby Belle_ SladeWilson ChristOnACracker Atropos Kaladin 

She wondered if Godfather McCreary would arrive and if the invitation reached Catalina, Nick_Valentine in time. As the moonshine quickly raced through her blood, she debated playing darts or to go dance. 
 

Carmen switched from champagne to her own hometown moonshine. She was euphoric and excited to have fun and talk with everyone, then she saw the beautiful MaryJane heading her way. She kissed her on the cheek, then MaryJane apologized for her bodyguard rudeness earlier, as they we're stressed about what happened a couple days ago. Carmen was already juiced-up and not upset about that anymore:

"Its ok sweetie, we've all been trough some hard times! To be honest, i find him quite fetching." She says while looking at the giant blonde man standing at the side of the nearest door. She then turns her attention back to MaryJane and says: "But come! Let's have some shots and get this party started!"

The two girls ran off to the bar and asked for some tequila shots, which they snucked in one second. There was a lot of people arriving, so MaryJane had to attend to them. Carmen then asked for a second shot of tequila. She glanced around and thought of her Godfather, Bosco. She wished he was there. 

Carmen looked around, searching for Turco and Dagda. Turco would be a good company to have shots of vodka with. And Dagda was the only one who could prevent her from making a fool of herself after that much booze. Then she sees Squirrelly-Dan playing darts.

"Oy, boozehound! Let's bet!" She hugs him and watches as he finishes off the round. The night was going to be good!

Nick Valentine late to the party as usual see that it's a relatively full house at Brutus' event. He noticed many familiar faces in the crowd, though there were a few less because of recent events. The event was full of laughter and joy.

Nick made his way through the crowd to find Brutus dressed to the nines for his big event, he approached him hands extended. " Sir it's my honor to be invited to this event, and I'm even more honored to have the continued chance to work alongside you in the city of Philadelphia. I know you'll do great things and build a worthwhile family."

He slides Brutus a envelope, "A little congraulations gift, if there's anything we can do over at the Karma HQ you just call and let us know. Now if you'll excuse me I heard Carmen pouring drinks and I'm going to go get me one before Catalina shows up and drinks it all!" 

Nick says as he smiles and tips his had before dashing for the open bar.  

Sitting in a corner, by himself, Celebrating the newly founded family in OCD beside his own, he slams his glass of moonshine, and walks toward the crowd.

Hey MaryJane, Do you think I could get another of these? Where is the party man Brutus?

He begins drunkenly screaming for Brutus, only stopping when is handed another drink, walking back to sit in his corner table, he enjoys the festivities, quietly

MaryJane smiles at SladeWilson. 

"Sure I'll go get you some more." She points over to the Brutus speaking to a crowd of his closest friends and family, seeing Squirrelly-Dan and a few other Detroit guests play some darts. She eyes Carmen drinking with Turco and Dagda while walking over to the bar to get more moonshine. 

"Are you going to miss yet another celebration?" asked Mayari as she stared down Uncle rocking back and forth.

"I haven't missed a damn thing. I can't be everywhere at once, especially not with my aching back." grumbled Uncle.

"You haven't left the HQ in months. How have you not missed anything?" questioned Mayari.

"Because when you're as smart as I am you realize that you don't need to move to get things done. I took a page out of old Bosco's book. Literally. I stole one of his journals so I could have me some writing paper." said Uncle as he tapped the side of his forehead.

"They've all been sent letters wishing them well and yadda yadda. Ain't my damn fault the postal service ain't worth a fuck on a cliff." wheezed Uncle.

Uncle got up from his chair and shuffled over to his desk where Bosco's his journal lay. Might as well knock out a couple more letters he thought to himself as opened the journal and begun to ponder.

Dear Dagda Brutus,

I hope life finds you well my friend. I just received the news that you were bestowed the somewhat honor of setting up under Qui. Many congratulations. It will be a hard road ahead of you but I have confidence you will succeed to the fullest extent. Enclosed in this envelope is a small gift that I hope goes to good use, either to improve your newly acquired HQ or to have a bit of fun. May you and the city of Philly prosper for years to come. xoxoxoxo

-Uncle