Sofia remembers him as well. She remembers seeing him tag along with his father when he would meet with Carmine, those times when she quietly watched from a doorway, or stubbornly from her father's side, even though she'd been sent away.
She planned to take over the family business, anyway, when her father eventually passed so what good would it do for her to hide from it?
"Alright then. In that case, shall we get straight to why you've come all this way?" To a city no one visits casually. Gotham isn't exactly known for its tourism, after all.
"I think it's for the best," he admits with a slight nod, shifting his weight on his feet. "I don't know the full scope of what he owed your family, but I assure you I honor my debts. No loose strings. Whatever it is, I'll take care of it." And quickly. This isn't the family to have bad blood with.
Quickly. That's not necessarily what Sofia had in mind when he showed up here to pay his father's old debts. That wasn't what she had in mind the moment she heard that he was in the city. "I know you'll take care of it. You're a much more honourable man than your father ever was."
Sofia folds her arms across her chest, pacing back and forth in front of him, like a lioness stalking and tormenting her prey. Or maybe a little girl trying to act intimidating. Depends on how one sees Sofia, really. "Stay in Gotham for a little while. See what wonders the city has to offer someone like you." Crime runs the city, after all. What criminal wouldn't want to be part of that? "Work for me."
"Well, someone had to do something decent for the Snart name and it certainly wasn't going to be him." Honestly, with the experience he had as an officer, Lewis' mistakes on the other side of the line were egregious errors, unforgivable in Leonard's eyes.
Is it strange he sees both? She still has something of the innocent kid he remembers in her, but she's all grown up and head of a mob now-- and Leonard isn't so blinded by his memories of her when they were younger that he can't see her for the threat she is today.
"Work for me."
Her words don't leave room for argument, but Leonard finds a way to squeeze it in anyway. He thought this would be a one and done deal. Trade in a favor, cash out a debt, and it's over. Just shows how very different their personal brands of criminal activity really are. She's practically networking, here.
Leonard cants his head slightly to one side, considering her words like they may have been meant as a request rather than the demand they clearly are. "Two things," he starts counting off on his fingers with one hand in the air. "Number one: What kind of work are we talking about, here? I don't sign any dotted lines without reading the fine print." And he doesn't care that he's being brazen against the newly crowned mob queen, or that he probably doesn't have room to make demands in the matter.
"Number two--" the pause is partially for the dramatic effect and partially to emphasize how serious he actually is about this next point. "this is a non-negotiable part of my conditions. See, I'm kind of part of a package deal these days..." He takes a few, careful steps forward, "You take me, you take my partner," his hands motion to himself and a third party that isn't present. "You don't take my partner," both hands sweep out in front of him in a 'you're finished' sort of manner. "No deal."
Mick had barely managed to keep himself from trying to stow away in Leonard's luggage for this trip, for crying out loud. Snowball's chance in Hell that he would go for Leonard being in Gotham, of all places, alone, for potentially weeks or even months. He'd sooner raze Falcone and all her knights to the ground first.
Sofia stops her pacing and turns toward Leonard, smiling a bit of a predatory smile as he speaks. His 'demands' are really of no consequence to her. No matter what he says, she'll get what she wants one way or another.
She's quiet for a few moments after he finishes, as though going over it in her head, considering what he said and figuring out how to answer. It's all for show, though. There was never any consideration needed. Each demand has only one possible answer, after all.
Sofia holds up two fingers before she speaks. "Let's start with number two. I'll take you and your partner. Mr Rory, isn't it?" Who can argue with two for the debt of one, hm? Though Mick could also cause her problems. At least with Leonard, she has his father's debt to hang over his head. But with Mick, what does she have to control him except maybe Leonard. He'll need to be watched closely.
"As for number one, you'll be doing what I ask. It won't be anything you aren't uniquely qualified for." Each person she has come to surround herself with all have their own unique qualities, their own talents. It's why they're here. Leonard will not be doing anything other than what he's good at. It would be a waste of his talents to do otherwise.
"And if you're not satisfied with that answer, that's fine." She shrugs her shoulders. "You're not the only Snart that man fathered, after all."
Edited (apparently it's been so long that i forgot how she spells her name o.o) 2018-09-25 17:03 (UTC)
Leonard had barely known Mick the last time he was in this city, the fact she knew the exact name to pull out just makes his jaw set in a tight line. She did her homework, and he's not sure how to feel about that.
Great. So he's going to be a knick-knack collector for the mob. Good to know more or less what he's getting into, he supposes. He seems unphased when she tells him that much, at least.
But that isn't true at all when she speaks about another Snart left to do the bidding required of the family. He snaps forward dangerously, his words more of a growl, "Leave my sister. Out of this."
Of course she did her homework. Anything less would be foolish. She's not one to get into any situation without first knowing everything she can about it. She'd prefer to keep the number of surprises as minimal as possible. Besides, the more she knows about someone or any given situation, really, the more she can use to twist things in her favour.
A knick-knack collector of sorts, yes. But knick-knacks imply small, almost inconsequential items. He'll be collecting so much more than that for her. Well, just whatever she wants or needs, really. It really is that simple.
Sofia offers a friendly smile in the face of his reaction. A smile that, to anyone else, might seem entirely innocent and no more than exactly what it appears to be. But to anyone else, they would know that it's anything but. "Then I guess we have a deal. You work for me now."
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She planned to take over the family business, anyway, when her father eventually passed so what good would it do for her to hide from it?
"Alright then. In that case, shall we get straight to why you've come all this way?" To a city no one visits casually. Gotham isn't exactly known for its tourism, after all.
Of course, they both know why he's here, though.
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Sofia folds her arms across her chest, pacing back and forth in front of him, like a lioness stalking and tormenting her prey. Or maybe a little girl trying to act intimidating. Depends on how one sees Sofia, really. "Stay in Gotham for a little while. See what wonders the city has to offer someone like you." Crime runs the city, after all. What criminal wouldn't want to be part of that? "Work for me."
It's not a request.
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Is it strange he sees both? She still has something of the innocent kid he remembers in her, but she's all grown up and head of a mob now-- and Leonard isn't so blinded by his memories of her when they were younger that he can't see her for the threat she is today.
"Work for me."
Her words don't leave room for argument, but Leonard finds a way to squeeze it in anyway. He thought this would be a one and done deal. Trade in a favor, cash out a debt, and it's over. Just shows how very different their personal brands of criminal activity really are. She's practically networking, here.
Leonard cants his head slightly to one side, considering her words like they may have been meant as a request rather than the demand they clearly are. "Two things," he starts counting off on his fingers with one hand in the air. "Number one: What kind of work are we talking about, here? I don't sign any dotted lines without reading the fine print." And he doesn't care that he's being brazen against the newly crowned mob queen, or that he probably doesn't have room to make demands in the matter.
"Number two--" the pause is partially for the dramatic effect and partially to emphasize how serious he actually is about this next point. "this is a non-negotiable part of my conditions. See, I'm kind of part of a package deal these days..." He takes a few, careful steps forward, "You take me, you take my partner," his hands motion to himself and a third party that isn't present. "You don't take my partner," both hands sweep out in front of him in a 'you're finished' sort of manner. "No deal."
Mick had barely managed to keep himself from trying to stow away in Leonard's luggage for this trip, for crying out loud. Snowball's chance in Hell that he would go for Leonard being in Gotham, of all places, alone, for potentially weeks or even months. He'd sooner raze Falcone and all her knights to the ground first.
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She's quiet for a few moments after he finishes, as though going over it in her head, considering what he said and figuring out how to answer. It's all for show, though. There was never any consideration needed. Each demand has only one possible answer, after all.
Sofia holds up two fingers before she speaks. "Let's start with number two. I'll take you and your partner. Mr Rory, isn't it?" Who can argue with two for the debt of one, hm? Though Mick could also cause her problems. At least with Leonard, she has his father's debt to hang over his head. But with Mick, what does she have to control him except maybe Leonard. He'll need to be watched closely.
"As for number one, you'll be doing what I ask. It won't be anything you aren't uniquely qualified for." Each person she has come to surround herself with all have their own unique qualities, their own talents. It's why they're here. Leonard will not be doing anything other than what he's good at. It would be a waste of his talents to do otherwise.
"And if you're not satisfied with that answer, that's fine." She shrugs her shoulders. "You're not the only Snart that man fathered, after all."
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Great. So he's going to be a knick-knack collector for the mob. Good to know more or less what he's getting into, he supposes. He seems unphased when she tells him that much, at least.
But that isn't true at all when she speaks about another Snart left to do the bidding required of the family. He snaps forward dangerously, his words more of a growl, "Leave my sister. Out of this."
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A knick-knack collector of sorts, yes. But knick-knacks imply small, almost inconsequential items. He'll be collecting so much more than that for her. Well, just whatever she wants or needs, really. It really is that simple.
Sofia offers a friendly smile in the face of his reaction. A smile that, to anyone else, might seem entirely innocent and no more than exactly what it appears to be. But to anyone else, they would know that it's anything but. "Then I guess we have a deal. You work for me now."