For col_bashermoran Tending to business and pleasure

[turn_u_in2shoes]

Not that he thought it would present a problem, Moriarty had come up with several assignments that he knew Moran would enjoy immensely. All sniper related or brutally up close and personal.  Setting the docket of said tasks aside, he swirled his his glass of Scotch in relative silence. Sipping occasionally at it, he  sat patiently waiting for Moran

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[col_bashermoran]

[turn_u_in2shoes]

If Moriarty was pleased with Moran's appearance, he wisely kept it to himself. The bruises and limping only furthered proved to him just how far the other man was willing to go to get the job done. It wasn't always far range sniping to be done and nobody gave the up close and personal attention to detail to the job that Moran did. Resisting the urge to poke and prod to find if there were any more brutalities his right hand gotten inflicted upon himself, he shifted in his seat and set the papers he had barely just picked up down.

For some perverse reason, he decided to lie about food. He had forgotten to eat , nibbling on nothing but a few pieces of orange slices not too long ago. But he wasn't in the mood to be force fed again when he really wasn't hungry. "Of course. A large salad and some biscuits with tea a few hours ago."

"Planning and more planning."

[col_bashermoran]

[turn_u_in2shoes]

He drains his glass, letting the contents go straight to his head. Setting the glass down, he inspects his nails thoroughly. Not that there would be much to see. It was as if dirt had the common sense to never grace Moriarty's nails with their presence.

"There are a few clients I wish to keep in check. All very rich naturally, but also under most government's discreet 'watch list' ...as am I, but that's neither here nor there. Their delusions of grandeur and need to mingle with 'polite' society has all brought them here to Dubai .." The real reason he was here, though not the initial reason he came. "There's an event that I know for certain that three of them are attending. A special auction. Rare items, etcetera etcetera. I'm going to ensure that they get whatever their little black hearts desire in said auction. Except for the one thing they came for. " There was more. There was always more to the picture and he'd get there. Eventually.