Chapter 6: Building The Movement

[Ariel Tal Shachar]

he ordered the floor empty he wanted this to be private no one could know. "I see you were just as punctual as I have heard" he smiled pulling out a briefcase that was filled with untraceable beribbonds “I need you’re services I know its not youre usual work” he smiled offering her a seat he smiled she did look weak. He knew that was all an act he could test her but that would have to wait. “do you have any questions for me” he said with a smile. He leaned forward waiting for her to answer his question his mouth sealed in a half smirk.

[Jack Kruschev]

Anthony began to give Momo a tour of the vats and what they held. "It is truly fascinating," Anthony talks. "That we can create such amazing things in such a short space in time. Is it destiny and fate, or genious and clevernous," Anthony retorically asks.

[wyvernlord]

Tyler couldn't remember being this angry since hundreds of years ago. He quickly grabbed a bottle of alchohol and began to drink it down. "Time to wait for Li Violette," he muttered just before he fell asleep.

[Li Violette]

I take a teleportation booth to meet up with Tyler, who I find drinking a bottle of alchohol. I try not to show any dismay at this and remain polite and professional. I walk up to him to shake his hand.

"Hello there, sorry to keep you waiting. How are things?" I ask in a friendly manner.

[wyvernlord]

Tyler tosses his bottle aside and shakes off his hangover like there was a hair in his face.

"I've been waiting and I'm very bloodthristy," Tyler grumbles. "Please have SOMETHING for me to do.

[Li Violette]

"My plans are slow moving. I must be careful and patient. I think my concern right now is rival rebel groups. Now, I know that there is a very small anarchist movement as well as a Trotskyist movement. As far as other rebel movements, I am not aware right now. Perhaps you could pay a visit to a certain anarchist who lives in Allwhere Florida. His name is Horacio Hatfield. Have your guys burn down his house and beat him up a little. Take him somewhere remote and just drop him off. Maybe some intimidation would be good. Though...you should be careful to make it appear to be an attack by the Manalists. Perhaps all of you should wear red robes so you look like priests." I suggest. Picking on some anarchist is a minor thing, but it serves everyones interest really.

[wyvernlord]

"May I kill anyone and everyone who gets into my way?" Tyler asks. "My trigger finger's getting very itchy lately and some blood to wash off my hands would be nice. As for what you suggested, not a problem. I own a small island off the coast of Cuba no one truly knows about where I raise my mercenaries. I'll drop him off there a couple months and return him when he goes mentally insane. I also have some mercenaries in that ranks of the Manalists, so making it look like a Manalist attack isn't a problem. Are there any other details you'd like to tell?"

[Li Violette]

"Here." I hand him a letter which is calling for anarchists to meet him in Allwhere. It has an address on the letter. "Perhaps you guys can lay low and slaughter anyone who comes to that address looking for him. They will all be rebels afterall. So...maybe watch and wait for a little while...it will give you more action and blood shed in the long run." I suggest to Tyler. I take a step back and gauge his reaction on all of this.

[wyvernlord]

Tyler simply smiles. He hadn’t had blood in a while and just beating some one up a bit is always nice. I reminded him when he would have school fights with him against five other guys. The gratification of success was unimaginable to those who had never done it.

“Perfect,” Tyler laughed out. “When would you like this done? My men and I can set out and take care of it right now if you wish.”

[Li Violette]

"You can leave right away, and as for a deadline, there is none. Just wait for the right opportunity to strike and get the most anarchists." I reply. (Malak, Tuesday, and the Qassim twins are all characters headed to that area.)

"If you have any troubles, feel free to give me a call."

[wyvernlord]

“Awesome,” Tyler replies, closely examining the paper he was given. “We’ll get everything done right away. If you have any problems here, just give us a call.”

Tyler shakes hands with Li and turns to leave.

[Li Violette]

"Good luck." And with that, I take the teleportation booth back to my office in Beijing so I can do some office work and check up on some assignments concerning the Invisible Hand. I feel that I have been very busy lately, but at least I have been productive.

[wyvernlord]

Tyler took the teleporter to Florida and got to work. He bought some new weapons, refreshed his men, and ate a bit before getting to work. He and his men carefully broke down the door without making a sound and slowly spread throughout the house. He passed various paintings and other beautiful works of art before he came to a room.

Opening the door, slightly, Tyler looked in to see the barrel of a gun in his face.

He felt a rush of heat into his forehead.

[Momo Kurokawa]

Momo pads along after Anthony, looking around the lab and at other scientists. "Show me the Smeet. You know, I am a big fan of Smeet." Momo says as they walk. Her stomach rumbles. She didn't eat lunch yet today and the thought of Smeet is making her hungry.

Maybe if she is lucky, she can sample some Smeet from where it is made.

[Jack Kruschev]

"Sure," Anthony says as he turns a corner and into another large lab. Smeet was everywhere, growing in vats. "We're trying to create smeet from the roots of a plant, but it's not working too well. If you like, you can have a few samples fresh from the vats." Anthony grabs two plates and puts some of each one, still steaming from the vats.