And every time you go to sleep...

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Who: Meyer Lansky and all y'all
Where: ~Only in dreams
When: Day 83-88
What: Meyer is having some dreams. Perhaps you'd like to stumble into them.
Warnings: There is definitely disturbing imagery in here. There's copious amounts of murder and blood, kidnapping, drug dealing, and traumatic childhood memories that most definitely include murder and gore. There is also swearing, of course. More warnings will be added if more come up during the dreams.

[[This is an open dream log, to keep things tidy! I set up a couple specific threads for people, but other people can jump in as well, or they can make their own thread, or they can jump into the collective dream thread!

Please just note what day the dream is occurring on if you tag!]]

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[recognize_an_opportunity]

He looks around. There had been four men, and they'd all fallen relatively close together. One of them, he'd noticed, had dropped a briefcase on the floor, and he gestures to it. "You go through that guy's briefcase. Take whatever we can't afford to leave without."

That doesn't just mean drugs. It can mean money, it can mean the guy's identification so it takes the cops longer to figure out who he is, it can mean bullets or weapons, but either way, he's attempting to give her the less unpleasant job. There's less blood near the briefcase, less chance of getting her hands dirty. He figures she's owed that, at least, since she'd been the one to bring the bizarre mechanical thing through the tear.

In the meantime, he crosses the room to the guy closest to them, crouches down, and starts going through his pockets and his jacket. To all outward appearances, this doesn't seem to bother him at all.

[voliere]

It's kind of him, and Elizabeth actually gives him a grateful look as she moves across the room to look through the briefcase. It proves not difficult to get into, and it's far enough away from the blood puddles that she doesn't have to gather up her skirts to avoid drenching herself in it.

Inside she finds a few stacks of money, and documents that she doesn't understand, but look important. A closer look makes her think they might be about the intake of large amounts of money, so she takes them just to be safe. There's a case of bullets inside as well, and she decides rather than take all the things out, she'll carefully pick up the briefcase and take it with her.

When she looks over at Meyer, his nonchalant picking at the bodies makes her frown a little. A beat, and then: "Meyer, I've found what appear to be papers documenting intake of money. Would you like to take a look at them?"