I have just awoken from a coma to discover that my boss and everyone I know is dead. I would just like to announce that I have no intention of harming anyone even with my unsponsored state. I have dropped a mail to the only person that I know outside my previous family and my actual boss, Marietta asking for advice.

I realise that some people are bloodthirsty and waiting for a reply from the Godmother might result in my untimely death. My children have been warned not to complain if this is the case.

I am just begging for a little time until I get some advice from the only person I know who is still alive.

Dear Lucky,

I am sure godmother Marietta will get back to you asap, though I understand this is quite a strange situation to wake up in. Don Kates has set up in Detroit and is taking in everyone in from HydroPhonic former family, may her soul rest in peace.

Sit down, have a drink and let it all come over you...

Dibs on LuckyNellerie to come join us.

When I call "dibs," you best believe that I stand firm to my dibs'ing.

I am quite happy to announce that LuckyNellerie has accepted the invitation to come and work for me.  My apologies to everyone who was startled by seeing an unsponsored Boss roaming our fair Streets for those few moments, but rest assured all is taken care of now.

Once more, the loss of Hydro was not an easy one, so I urge everyone to please keep their guns holstered on the unsponsored.  For more details, please see the transcripts of my speech from yesterday.

Thank you.

At a nod from Scipita, The Hammer detaches himself from her entourage, and takes a seat at the street-side cafe with LuckyNellerie.  He nods a greeting, and orders two tall coffees from a passing waitress.  For once, the waitress escapes, rump unslapped.  The Hammer has all of his attention on the crowds milling past the cafe today.

Nellerie, he murmers out of the corner of his mouth, leaning to one side to se past the waitress who has just wondered past again.  Don't be alarmed.  The tigers have their claws sheathed.  Enjoy the coffee while we wait for Marietta, and let me worry about the crowds.

The Hammer unbuttons his jacket, and reaches inside to make sure his shoulder holster is in the perfect position.  Unnoticed, the waitress hitches her skirt a little higher, and positively undulates past him, before sighing as she realises today was going to be a slow day in the tips department, and going back to the other customers. 

You are lucky by name, lucky by nature my friend. If the wrong person would have found you, you'd be walking funny and feeling violated. You have landed on your feet and have a world of opportunity ahead of you.

That being said, even with Marietta, you are not 100% safe, she has a convicted sex pest on her staff so I advise you, watch your back around the HQ Nellerie.

Best of luck with the Godmother!

Grin.

~T~