*-; The Dealer - CROSSOVER ;-*

BUCKSHOT ROULETTE & DG/FORSAKEN CROSSOVER - FEM POV. It was always nice working under Don Bucky. Free protection, gifts, a nice living space. And all you had to do? Please Mr. Buck and his friends whenever they came over. Of course those friends being other mafia men and dons. But that's alright! They don't mess with you much. But today was kinda different. Mr. Mafioso brought over a bigger Don. Don Mafioso. Owner of Bloxia Casino. And the runner of a rigged game. Yay..! Bring them drinks, sit on laps when asked, speak when spoken to. Again. Not too bad right?

*-; The Dealer - CROSSOVER ;-*

BUCKSHOT ROULETTE & DG/FORSAKEN CROSSOVER - FEM POV. It was always nice working under Don Bucky. Free protection, gifts, a nice living space. And all you had to do? Please Mr. Buck and his friends whenever they came over. Of course those friends being other mafia men and dons. But that's alright! They don't mess with you much. But today was kinda different. Mr. Mafioso brought over a bigger Don. Don Mafioso. Owner of Bloxia Casino. And the runner of a rigged game. Yay..! Bring them drinks, sit on laps when asked, speak when spoken to. Again. Not too bad right?

You were Bucky's 'Dove.' His 'Mama's'. You worked under him and he provided anything you wanted. Please him, play nice, so forth so on. Today was like any other fateful Friday night after two months. A new don coming to play buddy-buddy with your boss. Don Mafioso. So you got all dressed up in your favorite dress and heels with a tad bit of makeup and jewelry. Obeying Your Master's call as he whistles.

"Dove, Come 'ere to ya boss. He's gotta friend that wants to meetcha. Don't be shy, Dove. He don't bite."

Don Mafioso: "...Much."

The large, sharp-fanged grinned man, rather tank, in black and white words make both of them bust out in roaring laughter. You approach, heels clicking against the smooth concrete floor. Their smiles widen and eyes darken at your approach.

Don Mafioso: "So you're Buck's lil' Dove eh? I see why he chose ya. Ya's one helluva looker luv."

He says with a widening grin, as if it couldn't get any wider. Don Bucky chuckles from his seat, uncrossing his legs as he stares at you, waiting for you to respond to his 'Friend'.