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Post by John Duddy on Jul 27, 2008 9:40:22 GMT -5
Duddy had walked about ten blocks away, when he spotted a car he could use. John cracked throught he driver side window and opened the door. He pooped off the steering column and hotwired the ignition. Duddy then decided to go towards Russia and around the rest of Europe. He figured they would be looking for him to take the 2 hour trip to Hanko or Turku and cross to Norway. Duddy then reached down and texted Sy. "WHY???"
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 27, 2008 12:44:12 GMT -5
Tuesday was shuffling through her fridge, pulling things out to make cookies with, when she heard the polyphonic ring tone sounding from her phone for the umpteenth time that day...this was starting to get a little out of hand.
She picked up the phone, not even bothering to glance at the screen, and hit the talk button. "Hello?" Idly, she wondered who was calling her this time.
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Sy Lecy
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Post by Sy Lecy on Jul 27, 2008 13:50:35 GMT -5
Sy looks at her phone and grimaces. She feels...remorse.
She answers him back
~I will answer you soon Duddy just give me a moment. It's not safe for us yet. Please wait for me...~
"Sidapa...I know where the man who dropped the leaflets and crashed the plane was...where Duddy was. I have his number. He trusts me. He just texted me. I texted him this back (she lets Sidapa read the msg) By chance I had met him on the street and he and I had a repport. If you need me to I can coax him out of hiding and then you can speak my true name and I and the other assasin can ascend on him. What say you?"
Sy looked ant Sidapa with a mixture of relief and sadness. It should be over soon.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 27, 2008 14:26:56 GMT -5
"It's Alexei." He replies, sounding just slightly out of breathe.
"You're looking for Sharon Anderson. I know her."
This was extremely risky, but an idea had already began to form in his head. If Sharon was arrested now, he'd know Tuesday was working for the council. He supposed Sharon wouldn't appreciate him using her as bait, but it certainly seemed like a sound plan with a small enough risk to his own person.
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 27, 2008 14:41:28 GMT -5
"Sharon Anderson, thats the weapons dealer?" Tuesday asked, grinning. Maeve had said that the woman gave discounts to rebels, which she hoped was true, and was right in saying that Alexei would probably know her, Tuesday would have to remember to thank her again later.
She noticed he sounded a little out of breath, but decided against questioning him on it.
"Do you happen to have any contact information for her?" Shes excited about the prospect of being able to obtain any sort of protection for herself and other members of her party.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 27, 2008 15:12:18 GMT -5
Alexei frowned thoughtfully. Was this a good idea? Seeming to eager might look suspicious anyway
"You might understand my reluctance to start handing out the contact information of an associate. Weapons dealers aren't exactly like Allmart, you can't give them a ring and have a friendly get together. I've only ever contacted her on behalf of Kaschei-.."
Oh, damn.
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Post by John Duddy on Jul 27, 2008 15:53:50 GMT -5
Duddy decided that he was screwed the woman he loved was going to kill him and his only contact with his bretheren was not going to help. He pulled of the paved road onto a dirt road. He would set up his trap here. He couldnt bring himself to kill Sy but by fighting and killing another assain, maybe, just maybe Sy would change her mind.
OCC: Sorry about the short post. Rough day in RL.
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Post by Lilith "Mistress" Antekkereh on Jul 27, 2008 16:17:12 GMT -5
Another person to watch over the Hand? Mistress mused over this for a moment, before standing.
"I volunteer to take control of the Invisible Hand. I own no business, so it would not take away from any special work. I would be honored to be given the position, as I do agree with Annette that this group seems to be failing as of late."
She states loud and clearly, her tone of pure confidence. It would certainly give her something better to do. Aside from that, it'd give her more insight on matters.
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 27, 2008 16:20:33 GMT -5
"Kaschei? I think I've heard that name before...but I can't remember where..." Tuesday trails off, trying to think, but it doesn't come to mind. The name does sound vaguely familiar though, she runs a hand through her hair. "Do you work for him or something?" Perhaps hes some sort of business owner.
"I understand why you wouldn't want to release her information to me, instead would you be willing to contact her, and give her my information, you can tell her I'm interested in her merchandise." She pauses. "If it's not to much trouble."
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Post by Lena Eva Aysel on Jul 27, 2008 16:21:58 GMT -5
Lena had found the location where the plane had crashed. After memorizing the model number, she headed back to search for the rest of the group. Upon reaching them, she glances around. It seems as if they were already ahead of her.
"What did you all find? I found the crash site, the model number was on one of the pieces. I get the feeling we won't be needing that, though?" She glances at Sy's phone, and then at Sy's expression.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 27, 2008 16:35:33 GMT -5
Alexei raised a brow, surprised that he really did want to help her. It frustrated him to no end that his fondness was not only alien and a hinderance to him, it might have also been for someone who planned on throwing him in another prison.
"I'm afraid I can't drop everything and help madam Tuesday this time," He said a bit more harshly then he intended, "You'll have to wait till later or find her yourself."
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Sy Lecy
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Post by Sy Lecy on Jul 27, 2008 16:40:13 GMT -5
Sy looked at Lena and introduced herself and fills her in.
"I am Sy Lecy. I know the man who piloted the plane and I knew where he was if he hasn't already left. He just msged me and I sent him this back just now. He trusts me. Or I think he does. I can try to coax him out and we can use me as bait. Then one of you can say my true name to me in an earpiece and I will attack and anyone else who is around. What do you all think?"
She gives her phone to Lena so she can see the msg as well.
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 27, 2008 16:56:12 GMT -5
"Oh, its alright, I understand." Tuesday says, his tone making her sorry she'd asked. "Thanks for your help though, really. Sorry for bothering you, I'll let you get back to flower selling." With that, she hangs up.
She didn't have any contact information, but she had a name, and she knew that this Sharon lived in America. She looks at the people gathered in her apartment. "There is a weapons dealer in America, her name is Sharon Anderson."
"I'm not entirely sure how to go about contacting her though."
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 27, 2008 18:09:27 GMT -5
Alexei put away his phone irritably as he began to refocus on his current predicament. If she reached her boss who showed up and conducted the investigation personally, with creditor body guards in tow, they'd certainly have problems. There was always the off chance that accountant would return to her hotel, he supposed.
He bribed the front desk once again for a key to her room and quickly made his way there, letting himself in. He sat down and regarded his phone for a while. All he could do for the moment was wait.
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Jul 27, 2008 20:03:04 GMT -5
When Dinari enters his office building, he notices that Bambi is there and llooking a little lost or upset. He tilts his head to the side and looks her over. He doesn't know her, but he knows what always cheers up women...his charming self!
"Hey looking good, I like this messy look you have going on." Dinari comments with a laugh.
"What brings you here?"
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