#arackniss levels of behavior

[angel-caked]

𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 ;; 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 / 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄 ;; 𝑩𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒑𝒕 𝑰.

This is an extra long drabble/development/open starter solely because I promised waaay too long about writing so this is in two parts, npc introductions and death is promised in the second as well as more in depth assholery. 

'' It's part of the code to hold yourself with dignity in public. ,,

That's the first thing Angel heard fall from Henry's mouth when catching the smaller arachnid about 3 seconds after going off from catching some underhanded comment about returning back to the family. It genuinely made Angel's teeth itch. Henry could yell at whoever and it be applauded yet, he was to remain silent and level headed about a coward not speaking frankly?

What a fucking load of shit. No one ever really did follow that.

Plus, this wasn't a public setting in the first place ; the meeting place had switched to one of the other boss's residences to avoid what happened a few months ago because SOMEONE wanted to test out their shiny new toy on a couple of jackasses that apparently keep their mouths shut. Due to their tardiness, it just fucked over the others and made the Ragonis look suspicious since it was their territory and let's be honest, who ever would want to own up being off'd be a whacky overlord?

The only upside to this was that the boss that held this meeting was someone Angel recognized and faintly remembered from childhood that would intervene ( when there anyway ) when Henry had his bursts towards him or Molly. Arackniss was smart enough to stay silent whilst the other two admittedly not so much. No fucking clue what she was saying, but the next thing Angel knew was sitting in the meeting room with a warm sandwich in hand and an insistent donna of the hour sending looks in the spider's direction before it was her turn to speak. They called her "Yaya" because of her pining behavior, always looking for others but ruled with an iron fist.

Through the 6 hours of the meeting, between each don/donnas talking in turn about their territories and making trades, the occasional polite squabble or disagreement that dragged the meeting on did happen. It would've been amusing yet there were eyes on the arachnid though, it was nothing unfamiliar, it was still irritating when trying to focus. Pink hues lazily trailed from Brutus, a shark that had known all too well what Angel's bullets tasted like  to a baphomet-esque demon that leaned more towards humanoid enough to make Angel realize who it was and stared right back in annoyance. 

The Goat’s impressive amber eyes went on examining the fluffy arachnid's features carefully as if looking for something. 

In turn Angel rolled his eyes at the man then flashed the iconic gold fang and watched the eyebrows furrow. The Goat's name was Domino, he had been around since the 30s if Angel could recall and often was one of many dealers the studios got their ' choices ' and of course Angel hated him and vice versa though no one knows why.

The stare down was broken when Henry's hand firmly made friends upside Angel's head, it wasn't hard nor hurt but it was enough to gain Angel's attention. " Speaking of expansion, the cotton ball had something to say about the outta rings. Wrap it up and keep it short. "

Cue the younger Ragoni being a bit shocked Henry was giving a chance to speak up. . . was this a legitimate chance?

" Bit too late about wrapping it up. "

" Shut up, Brutus. "

Angel just blankly stared, regretting not using holy bullets if these quips were about to be a common thing. Yaya smiled and waved her hands in a 'shooing' motion for the youngest of the bunch to continue " Well. . . Los Satanio,  Mint City  an' Crystal Stadium are pretty easy to get into despite the rule'a sinners not able to ; It just has ta be done by sinners with the correspondin' vices an' a logical reasoning fa said sinner to be there. " 

Angel explained with a hand waving about despite the intrigued looks as if it were the most obvious thing, " Your best bet if anythin' is just to get the right sex worker ta hit all three rings or just do business wit' someone in Crystal Stadium. Los Satanio is a good try because, they're always fightin' each other unless it's that Harvest Moon an' Mint City is full'a greedy bastards just ta get their hands on nice things while Crystal Stadium is full'a vices but much more refined--. " 

There was a snap that made the expectant demon instinctively stop and look in the direction, the restraint to keep from leaping across the table when seeing the source was almost broken.

" What makes you think a bunch of prostitutes are anyway something either of us care for, Annie? Besides, it's not like you've been to either of them anyway." Domino commented from behind a cigar, leaning back in the chair and ignoring the death glare casted his way continuing on before Yaya could interrupt. " Wasting material on a bunch of people who just want to get their jollies off 24/7 is moronic, don't be trying to stiff us with stuff like that." 

Ignoring the 'Annie' comment, Angel merely held a smug look and neatly folded slender fingers on the table. " Hey didja forget there's three types'a lust? Yeah sure, Crystal Stadium is the lust ring but, it's also the most advanced in comparison to here. Sexuality, Money an' Power or Flesh, Power an' Life --if ya wanna get technical with it, make up that ring.  They're willin' to throw money at the prettiest thing or anything that will assist their shi-- shenanigans.  Regardless, if ya don't wanna listen then don't, just quick makin' an ass outta yourself just ta be right when ya aren't. " 

Henry inwardly snickered, looking rather somewhat amused at the situation. His normal frown had upturned only slightly. Yaya wasn't even hiding hers, a big grin sprawled across her glass face. The only ones unamused were Theo, Domino and. Brutus... possibly still sore from their last encounter or maybe just not listening? 

" Well, forgive me for not knowing what's common to a pro skirt, you dumb philly. " 

" . . . The fuck didja just call me, ya dimwitted patsy? "

" OKAY!" The porcelain doll immediately stood up before the fight could escalate, " I think we can pick this up tomorrow, yes? Toni, I'd like to talk to you more about Crystal Stadium after dinner. It's always nice to have a back-up plan and I'm interested. Henry, dearie if you don't mind I would like to speak to you alone about our deal. Everyone else, feel free to pick a room for the night and enjoy yourselves. " The other dons rose to their feet at the meeting, seemingly being adjourned for now. 

Domino bumped past Angel in the doorframe, making the spider clench a fist hand enough to draw blood though let it go with a sigh. His pettiness couldn't bring down the giddiness about having at least one head listening to Angel's suggestion. For now, the demon was going to leave for the hotel to avoid further conflict and sent a text to Henry. Hopefully Yaya wouldn't mind.