《 Alvaro 》<br/>Location: Abendblume<br/>Present: Rebel, Dan<a class="username" data-user-id="6997" data-username="Traveler" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6997/">Traveler</a>and Ray Sr, Ray Jr<a class="username" data-user-id="6997" data-username="Sayd" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6997/">Sayd</a><br/><br/><div class="bbm_float fleft" style="float:left;margin:0 10px 5px 0">
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</div>Hale's response to Rebel's suggestion and everything that was unfolding around him was metered and professional. It was everything Alvaro had come to expect from the caliber of man who once mingled with the Rosales family and who had saved him from a life in an American prison where he'd likely had never seen the outside world again. To say he owed the man a debt of gratitude was an underestimation. Hale had his loyalty because he'd earned that respect by simply being the man that he was and the honor he'd shown the family even after it had been destroyed.<br/><br/>What Alvaro hadn't expected was that he'd be taking Armando's place. Hale had just casually lifted his status with a few words and he'd gone from the monster in the shadows to the right hand of the boss. He was paused for a moment by a swell of emotions that tangled and contradicted each other. Happy. Proud. Uncertainty. But mostly gratitude, even if it was at Armando's expense, and before the emotions could be betrayed by his face, Armando was up and protesting.<br/><br/>Instinct coiled Alvaro for defense and his hand went to the pistol tucked in the back of his belt. But just as quickly as things threatened to erupt, they abated, and Alvaro stood down back into a casual stance as Hale moved seamlessly on to give instruction to the others. Ray Jr on PR. Interesting. Alvaro's eyes settled on the younger Hale to see a mixture of possible disappointment and maybe challenge. He was sure they'd talk later. Armando had been right in asserting that Ray Jr had taken more of a liking to him.<br/><br/>With Armando given his  'vacation' from duty and accepting it with so much grace and dignity, Alvaro stepped to speak to Hale. "Senor Hale, gracias, you won't be disappointed."<br/><br/>He nodded a respectful bow of his head and then turned to the two remaining guards in the room. "You, come with me, we have work to do...and you," he looked at Dan with a momentary loss. Who was this guy? He hadn't said a word and no one had addressed him. He looked at Rebel, speaking to him as he turned to head out. "You decide what's up with him. I don't know if he's your right hand, or your left hand, or your ball scratcher."