"The ground floor will be the restaurant" said Euro, entering the ample room that last Christmas held the Vanguard party.
Priest looked up, along the stairs and the balcony above. "What about our old rooms?"
"Private dining rooms" the Italian explained. "Like in Kill Bill vol. 1"
"It will be a Sushi restaurant?" wondered Priest.
"Nah, I don't like Japan food, just Japan architecture. The food will be a mixture of Italian, French and Greek. And some selected Spanish recipes."
Priest nodded, not really sure of the differences.
"The uppermost floor, with the original offices, will be my home... well, mine and Rose's. And down, in the magazines in the basement, there will be the disco club. Live music and performances..."
"Do you plan to compete with Jake's, eh?" asked Priest.
"No, not at all. I love Jake's place, but it's a ghetto for metas. It's the right place to go for a beer or a fight, but no norms would ever set foot there. I want create a place for norms and metas to meet."
"Revolution, XXI century style?" said Priest, raising his eyebrows.
Euro smiled. "I hope the long way will be a lot less harmful than the short".
The freight elevator stopped at the last floor. They exited in an ample room, with large windows from floor to ceiling, opening over the Caribbean sea. All that was in sight was sky or sea.
"Wow. It's like to live in the sky, Euro!"
The last of the Revolutionaries smiled. "Yes, this is the place that made me enamored with the Fish Factory. But, come in. There is more to see.
Edulcore Cicciotto showed the way to the tall man from the future, across a few rooms, up to a wooden door. There, he stood for a moment.
"What there is here?" asked Priest.
Euro opened the door.
It was like a museum. In the center of the large room was a small round wooden table, with the letters M, B and L carved with fire in the middle. Around, hanging from the wall, or set over small columns, there were many memorabilia from past adventures of the revolutionaries, MBL or Vanguard.
"The table around which me and the other four originals gathered in a small log cabin on the lake Michigan" said Euro. "Then, the original pictures of the Revolutionaries made by Naecken. The first page of the Thunder Gazette of Christmas, 2001, with the photo of the Revolutionaries dressed as Santa and his elves. The swords of the Scorpion Brothers. Kristogar Velo's mask. Voodoo puppets of Ma Kalunga. The armors we brought from the world of Darkness. Pictures of various cows. The photocopies of the Book of Life. Drake Marshall's crutches. The...2
"Ok, Ok, I know what the rest is. You created the Vanguard museum?"
"I think of it more as trophy room. It's something I wanted to do for the Complex, now I have done it in my home, until we'll have a new place for us..." whispered Euro.
"If we are going to build a new Headquarter, it has to be underground or under the sea. A simple building, as much reinforced it is, it's too an easy target for our enemies" noted Priest.
Euro nodded. "And as long Vanguard is just a group of friends, what is the purpose of an headquarter?"
Priest shrugged. Then, turning to Euro, asked: "Now, let's get to business. Why did you ask me to come here? We have never been very close in Vanguard. If it was just to show your home, I guess you would have called Mason or Bree."
Euro nodded again. "Right. It' really a business proposal. Rose is sure the club will be a hit, and I need someone expert to take care of any problem should arise with costumers..."
Priest's eyes widened. "You are asking me to be the bouncer for your disco club?"
Ed raised his open hands. "No, no. I want you to take care of the security of the whole place. As a business partner."
