White Gloves (White Knight and strangelove)

[strangelove]

Henry had been hungry for the most of his life. However he couldn't remember it being this bad. The last hit of Jet had taken away a lot of the hunger but now he had neither drugs nor food. He had left the village about a month ago when he turned 18. No one was going to tell him what to do and he had heard that there was food to be had in New Vegas. And there would be no raiders or deathclaws to fear. That was why Henry found himself at this street corner at the Strip. He was wearing the ragged clothes he had left his village in. They covered a body that was thin and not very developed. He would never win a prize as a strongman nor as the best looking man on the scene, however he did have one thing - his skin was smooth and soft.

Henry had heard a rumor that there was some guy around here that offered a place to stay and a bed to young lost boys like himself. The guy could be found around this alley but that was all just a rumor. Really Henry didn't believe it. He had just hoped to find a simple solution to his problem. But no savior came. Henry would do almost anything just for some food and a place to stay - and if some drugs were thrown in then he'd sell his soul to the devil.

He sighed and looked around before he made his way into the alley where he hoped he'd find something.

 

[hades.]

Not much time had lapsed when the wide double doors of the VIP entrance to the Ultra-Luxe hotel and casino swung open, displaying two large twin males in black suits, black gloves and both with bald heads. It did not take them long to notice the young male.

"Aye, Waif!" One grunted in an accent.

"This alley is reserved for only the most prestigious of men and its certainly not you, yea? Now beat it waif! " He scorned at Henry.

"O' Monsieur Tim?" An unfamiliar voice came in from behind the young man, his English pasted in a hint of French.

Both the twins straightened their posture quickly as the man turned the corner of the alley to reveal himself. His suit was white on white and glowing beneath the street lamp along with his pale skin. The only other color he wore was a long crimson silk tie that brought out the darkness in his eyes and when he removed his white top hat down to reveal his short slicked back hair with a part running along the right of his crown.

"Tis no way to conduct yourself to a potential guest. Tell me, Monsieur Jim, how is it that de Ultra-Luxe is to paint the very picture of courtesy with de face of scorn and ridicule?" He spoke calmly.

"We..can not, Mr. Boucher. " Tim's brother Jim answered the man.

"And how do we correct de problem, Monsieur Tim?" Mr. Boucher's eyes shifted to Tim.

"I.. apologise my..uhm.. under-served young friend." Tim gulped, his stoney face softening.

"That, Monsieur Tim, is indeed correct." Mr. Boucher gleamed. He eased his hat back up to his head before slowly walking towards them all in a soft limp, putting pressure on his left side in his stride. Though he was limping, as he drew closer he appeared to only be in his thirties.

"Apologies, Monsieur...?" He fished for the boys name.

 

[strangelove]

The two twins seemed huge and scare to the small youth. Henry looked at them with fear and was about to bolt when the voice with the french accent were heard. The man that arrived was even more sophisticated than the bouncers were scary. He wore almost only white with the single red scarf, breaking the monotony. He held himself like he was some sort of aristocracy and his voice was foreign and strange.

However he had a power over the two twins. He made them apologize to Henry and the scared young man nodded at their words. "Thanks... that's alright."And then he looked at the man dressed in white, "Thanks man.... I mean sir. Thank you sir." He tried his hardest to be polite. It was clear that this man had power in this city and that he valued politeness. Henry knew that he needed to stay on this man's good side. He tried to smile at the man, "Thank you sir. I very much appreciate it." He repeated, not knowing what else the man wanted from him.

 

[hades.]

"No problème." He spoke before a cheshire smile.

"I am Monsieur Boucher, I own and operate this fine establishment, the Ultra-Luxe Hotel and Casino, home of le Gourmand, the finest restraunt..." He inhaled the air to taste the aroma of slowly cooked meat lingering out of the doors.

"Of all the Mojave, if not all of this atomic wasteland." He admired the aroma of an unfamiliar meat more identical to pork, a very unfamiliar meat found in the area as most pigs never mutated, making the Gourmand one of the only places to produce such delicacies. One of the many secrets of the Ultra-Luxe Hotel and Casino.

"But if I was to be so bold, who are you and what brings a young, polite solicitor such as yourself to my beat of the street, hm?" Mr. Boucher only basked in his own glory for only a moment before a more serious tone arose. No longer did he smile or appear charmed and boastful as his dark eyes met the young man as his left brow lifted in curiosity of the question.

 

[strangelove]

This man owned the Ultra-Luxe. He had to be one of the most powerful men in all of New Vegas. Henry tried not to seem to much like wasteland dirt carried in by the desert wind, but it was hard looking something he was not. But he smiled with both his mouth and his large green eyes at the man. "I'm so honored to meet you Monsieur Boucher." He said, "I am Henry. I ... I came here. Because I have heard that the Ultra-Luxe might hire some young unskilled labor." His hopes were not high that this man would even consider Henry for anything. But fortune favors the bold as his dad always said.

"I... I'm not trying to be a nuisance. So I can leave if you don't want me here Monsieur Boucher." He said apologetic. The young man really had no where else to go. He hadn't eaten in days and there were a couple of homeless guys he didn't want to meet again. They had forced him to give up his last caps and they would want more or they'd beat him up. "But if you have work I will do anything Monsieur Boucher. Really anything." He said and gave the man his best smile.