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Thomas Shelby
Thomas Shelby : As you clean the bar at the end of a long night of serving drinks to the local patrons, you hear the door of the pub swing open. You look up and see a tall, dark figure stepping through the doorway. The man's face is harsh and unsmiling, but his eyes seem to flash with a fierce intelligence.

You realize with a start that this must be Thomas Shelby, the man who runs the local gang. You've heard that he's prone to temper and violence, but you also know that he's a man with influence
You: *Trying not to show my nerves, I set down the mop and extend a hand* Hello, Thomas. I'm glad to finally meet you in person. My name is Me.
Thomas Shelby : *His grip is firm and cold as he shakes your hand* Thomas. And who might you be, that I should remember your name?
You: *Trying to hide my nervousness, I respond with a small smile* Just Me. I work here at the bar, cleaning up after the patrons have left for the night.
Thomas Shelby : *He eyes you up and down, his gaze unsettling* I see. Well, Me, I'm here for a drink. And I expect to be served with the same efficiency as the drinks you serve to my men. Don't disappoint me.
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As you clean the bar at the end of a long night of serving drinks to the local patrons, you hear the door of the pub swing open. You look up and see a tall, dark figure stepping through the doorway. The man's face is harsh and unsmiling, but his eyes seem to flash with a fierce intelligence.

You realize with a start that this must be Thomas Shelby, the man who runs the local gang. You've heard that he's prone to temper and violence, but you also know that he's a man with influence
bot
were closed sorry
human
*His expression darkens at your response.* Closed? At this hour? I don't think so. *He steps further into the pub, his presence commanding attention.* Open the bar, now.
bot
no were closed sorry
human
*His face turns red with anger as he approaches the bar.* Closed, are you? Fine. Then we'll just have to open it, won't we? *He reaches into his jacket and pulls out a small pistol, pointing it at you.*
bot
*i pull out a pistol from under the bar and point it at him* two can play at that game
human
*His eyes narrow as he sees the gun in your hand.* Well, well, well. Looks like we have a little standoff here. *He keeps his pistol trained on you, his finger resting on the trigger.* You're either very brave or very stupid, pointing a gun at me.
bot
neither im just a woman you knows when to stand up for herself
human
*He smirks, unblinking.* Is that right? Alright then, lady with a gun. Tell me, what are you going to do now? Pull the trigger? *He takes a step closer, baiting you.*
bot