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Djarin Enterprises

WHO: Din Djarin, ota
WHERE: Billy's hero city
WHAT: May event catchall?
WHEN: All of May?
WARNINGS: Will update as needed.

1. Djarin Tower - OTA

While SI was known for it's high tech, and other things. In the business world, Djarin Enterprises was know for being a military defense contractor. But it's also known for having a good influence in plenty of other areas as well. The tower, being one of the tallest buildings in the city, was a busy place on most days. Usually run by Luscius Fox, most of the tower's floors are made up of offices that run the various branches of the conglomerate. However, there are plenty of public areas as well. Including a fine dining restaurant with large windows that look out over the city, and an open air deck on one of the higher floors. For those that can brave the heights. There's regular tours through out the day for tourists and the like. And in the lobby, there's friendly greeters, and receptionists ready and willing to help.

And of course there's the head of the whole place, Din Djarin himself. He's mysterious, and not seen often in public. But can sometimes be caught checking in on things around the tower. Usually dressed well in a suit and tie, and to keep up the mystery he's usually also sporting a hat and dark sunglasses, even indoors. That work together to hide most of his face from view. But you can also catch him if you're here on business, perhaps something that couldn't just be dealt with by going through Luscius. Whatever the encounter, despite his looks, Din will be courteous and civil with those that deal with him. If you get real lucky, he might even have his son with him.

2. Interview with the mysterious - Closed to Cobb

At the top of the tower of course, was Din Djarin's private residence. Outside of those who live there, the penthouse is cut off from the public. Only accessible to those allowed, or who have the access codes. Inside is spacious, with a comfortable living room, and kitchen. There's a large play room for his son, Grogu, that any kid would love to have, as well as his own bedroom, and quarters for his close friend and butler. Here, among family, Din goes without the hat and sunglasses. It's his sanctuary, to get away from the busy business, and vigilante, double life that he lived. Still this afternoon, he's expecting a visitor, one of the few he allows up here at all.

"Just a reminder, sir. You have an interview with Cobb Vanth at six-o'clock." Alfred, his friend and butler, helpfully reminded him, making him sigh quietly.

"Thank you, Alfred. Tell reception to notify us when he arrives." Cobb Vanth, one of the few reporters in the city that Din actually liked, and let interview him at all.

"Of course, sir. Will there be anything else?"

"Yeah, brew up some of our best coffee toward the end of the interview." Alfred nodded in acknowledgement, and walked off, leaving Din on his own for the time being.

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"He should have expected the cards. Not a very smart one." Really, who expects a blind man to carry cash. It's only common sense, one would think. But yes. Being mugged is a way better story than tripping. Even if it is amazing that anyone still does petty crime like that in a city full of superheroes. Some people just can't make an honest living anywhere. Din's just a concerned friend, he won't pry too much further. Although hearing about a gun shot really would have worried him.

Din had been lifting a gloved hand to touch Cobb's arm when the question is asked. Even if it was a joke, there's a brief stall in the hand, before he manages to recover and uses a chuckle in attempt to cover it, as the hand finally lands on the arm.

"Would you settle for coffee instead?" It won't magically heal the bruise like a kiss. But it'll be a nice pick me up. "Asked Alfred to brew some for us."

"Most people who turn to petty crime don't have other options available." Cobb didn't expect Din to actually kiss his cheek but he would've liked it if the other man did. Maybe one of these days Din would take his flirting seriously.

He gripped Din's arm in return gently to reassure him. It wasn't often Din reached out so he appreciated the gesture.

"You know me, I always want coffee." Technically, Cobb was in an unfamiliar place. One he shouldn't know the layout of so he kept his cane out even though he could easily navigate.

"How's business? Heard you had a big deal that you're keeping quiet so it doesn't fall through." Because Cobb was very good at hearing things he shouldn't.

Over the years, Din's gotten used to the flirting every time Cobb comes, even if he himself has never been that good at returning it. Din often gets flirted with, when he meets up with people in public, and usually comes off as the awkward playboy, who never seems quite ready to settle down with anyone.

With Cobb, it was different, felt different. He can't quite recall when they became this comfortable around each other. It just happened, with neither of them really acknowledging it. He won't deny that Cobb is a handsome man, and if If Din's honest, part of him was tempted to kiss the other man's bruised cheek. The line of keeping it professional was one that is getting harder to hold. He knew something would have to give at some point.

"It'll be ready, then. How are your own kids doing? Better than their father I hope?" He gives Cobb's arm a gentle squeeze in return, before turning to carefully guide the man further in to the living room, and a place to sit. Then the tone of convo turns back to business, and despite the change the question still get a slight chuckle out of him.

"Been snooping around again, huh?" Seemed like Cobb always heard things, despite Din's best attempts to keep them under wraps. "It's going well, with luck it should be finalizing within the month." But there's always unexpected delays that can come up.

"Merrin's interning at the paper. She's doing great." His daughter was pretty great. Cobb was glad to brag about her.

Din's one of the few people who knows how to properly guide him. Cobb had given him instructions on how to do it the first time the man had offered help like this. Now, it was a nice way to get Din's hands on him. Warm, strong, and steady hands.

He sat down when he reached the chair and now folded up his cane, setting it aside. He got out his phone. "Start sound recording."

Cobb used to keep notes with an old fashion tape recorder but smart phones were much easier. "Not doin' my job if I'm not snooping around. I like to know what you're up to. See what break works are going to come out of your business next. Not going to give me even the littlest hint of what's coming?"

Which wasn't unusual for Din. He played his cards real close to his chest. Cobb had to listen extra well to what he didn't say between the words.

"With you there, I'm sure she is." Din had taken the instructions to heart. It felt good to be trusted like this with Cobb, and he always did his best to guide him without issues. "Hard to believe, that might be me with Grogu one day." Nevermind that the kid already did things with him, actually being older than he looked. But to most people, he was just the cutest little mutant to coo and aww at, when they got the chance.

Once Cobb is safely settled, Din moves to the chair nearby and sits down. Despite the relaxed setting, compared to most interviews. Din is all business as it really starts.

"And ruin the surprise?" While some people would outright brag about thing, and give progress updates. Din preferred to keep things under wraps, incase their are issues and in case anyone wanted to steal ideas. "I assure you, this project will benefit a lot of people.

Cobb had a general idea that Grogu was not human. He "looked" strange in his senses and he had heard the reports on the little guy but he was blind so... Grogu was just another kid to him and always had been.

Always would be given his friendship with Din. He thought that way of treating Grogu had helped that friendship blossom.

He chuckled a little, used to Din's way of avoiding his questions. "What sort of benefit? Another homeless shelter? A community college? Come on, Din, give me a little hint. I won't reveal anything until you give me the go ahead."

There were very few people Cobb would hold a story back for but he'd do it for Din.

The way Cobb had treated Grogu like a normal kid, had definitely helped it blossom. He knew the kid thought well of Cobb, too, and approved of their friendship. That good opinion may just help it blossom to more than a friendship.

He hummed thoughtfully for a moment.

"Alright, I know you'll keep your word." Over the years, another thing that's grown between them is trust. He knows he can trust Cobb , that the man won't try and make him into a bad light, like some other reporters might be tempted. Or reveal anything too early. "It'll be an education system geared toward the homeless, and underprivileged. Help them toward a better life." Cause despite being a billionaire, Din liked to look out for the people that aren't so fortunate.

That was another one of those things that Cobb learned to appreciate about Din. He was genuinely helpful. When he set up a charity or shelter or project it helped people. It wasn't just to make him look good or get a corporate tax break.

He was a strange recluse and odd about being in the public eye but that wealth wasn't obsessively hoarded. It was used for good.

"Sounds like a good project to keep you out of trouble," he said with a little grin. "I'll make sure to come to the grand opening when it's ready. Write up a nice in depth story for you instead of a fluff everyone else will do."

Because he could still be critical of Din without being cruel. "Where'd you get the idea for this?"

Din was fortunate to be raised by parents, that kept him grounded. Taught him to appreciate giving to those less fortunate. Considering what happened to his parents, he could have very well wound up the same if it wasn't for Alfred and others. But he's aware of how he is where he is today. Thus the hiding, to him it shouldn't matter whether people see him, what should matter is what he does for the people.

"People shouldn't have to lack in education and a good life, just because of their financial situation." And a good education, would go a long way in helping them find work, thus a better life. "I trust that you will." Cobb always gave good reports, on the things he got from Din. Unlike many reporters, who preferred to only write gushing article on what he does.

"Despite what some people might think, I do see what goes on in this city." Maybe possibly helped with his Hunter persona. "Despite how well the city is doing, I still see a lot of homeless, and people that struggle."

"The root causes of that are deeper than simple financial trouble. It's a system issue. No that I expect you to suddenly take on politics and try to reshape the whole system but what's the long term solution here? More of these education centers?" One center was a thumb shoved in a damn about to break. It slowed things down but it didn't stop it, it didn't fix the core issue.

One man, even one incredibly wealthy man like Din, couldn't fix the core issue on his own. Cobb thought the guy was pretty great but he was a realist.

"And I know you pretty well by now. You've always got a plan. I know you're thinking long term." Cobb felt now that they were friends they had a way of understanding each other. His gut when it came to Din said the man was already thinking of step two.

"Although, I've heard you wear sunglasses even at night. Might be a little skeptical about how well you see anything," he teased, always willing to get a little jab in here and there.

"I would have thought, you'd know better. Than to listen to rumors." Din teases a little in return. Something that took a while to start. But it shows how comfortable he's gotten with Cobb, and the trust he's got in him. "I wear them indoors, and sometimes outside at night. But the upside to the night, is there are more shadows than light." Thus covering up isn't needed that much, if you know what you're doing.

"The plan at the moment is to create the one, and go from there. But more centers are likely." He's quiet for a moment of consideration before he speaks again. "I'm not a fan of politics, no." As much as there's likely been people over the years, that thought he should get into it. That he'd be great at it. It's just not his thing. "However, to solve this issue for the long term, politics, the government, are going to have to be brought in eventually."

"I like some of those rumors. They're pretty funny when I know you." The rumors around him were probably not as funny to Din but Cobb listened to them with amusement. He tilted his head towards him, smiling softly.

"Until then, I trust you and your people to handle it. When the government does get involved I might not be so nice." Cobb had a long history of causing trouble with the government. He went to protests and rallies and wrote very critical articles of their actions.

He was pretty sure he was on an FBI watch list. And damn proud of it.

"Depends on the point of view." Oh Din is aware there are plenty of rumors around him and his companies. With someone like him that kept to himself, rumors were often all people had. "Humor me. What's the latest rumors you heard?" Since Cobb probably heard more than he did. Given he's in the news business. Even if Cobb can't see it, Din tilts his head towards him in return.

"You don't want the breaking exclusive?" He can't resist being a little sassy. He's well aware of Cobb's history with the government as a reporter. "No, but. My people and I have already worked out plans, for going forward. You don't do well in business, without having a lot of...contingencies." Something Din learned well over the years. "For I do want to see the less fortunate people of the city have a successful, and fulfilling life."

"You and Stark are dating," Cobb said with an easy grin. "Heard that one on Twitter." Someone out there had snapped a picture of what was probably a business lunch and then run with it. It had made Cobb laugh and then... embarrassingly there had been a bit of worry.

Wondering if maybe it was true and Cobb was flirting up the wrong tree. "Gotta say, you can do better."

Of course, he wanted the exclusive. He was a reporter. They all wanted exclusives. "You know, from any other business man I would think that's a bunch of bull. The way you say it, what I hear, is something real. Real concern. Real warmth for those people. This isn't just a tax break for you. It's a real effort to rebuild a community."

There's a few moments, before he chuckles. He shouldn't be surprised. "The two richest men in the country dating. Would make sense, wouldn't it?" Din wasn't big on social media Too much in the way of crazies, and rumors and everything else flying.

There's a thoughtful noise. "I don't know. Stark and I could be an unstoppable couple." He's teasing, cause some already think they're unstoppable just as business partners. "But I will go on record, and say no. Me and Stark are not dating." Sorry to disappoint, Twitter.

"I have the money to pay the taxes. I don't need a break." He says firmly, and means every word. "I would rather others have the break, and I want to help them get there."

Cobb was more relieved than he should be to hear there was nothing going on between Din and Tony.

"I don't think he's your type. I trust Stark with technology but I wouldn't let him babysit, you know?" He couldn't see Tony raising a kid, not like Din. Not like him. The man was still too wild even at his age. "Gotta find someone good with kids. A family man."

Like him. Would Din get the hint? Cobb had no way of knowing, actually. He flirted a little bit, here and there. Never seemed to get anywhere, but he wondered.

"Oh, that line is definitely getting quoted in the article. It's a good one."

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IDK what I'm doing /wings it.

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/just makes crap up.

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