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Post by Lilith "Mistress" Antekkereh on Jul 25, 2008 22:12:34 GMT -5
Mistress enters with a pleasant smile. "I apologize for dropping in without notice. I'm sure you are having many visitors today with the ruckus in Helsinki." She says as she sits on a chair to the left of Violette's desk.
Her servant had noted her of the speech Violette gave, so she knew the excuse they had given.
"We both know this wasn't a test of democracy. And if it was, I will be very surprised." She stated once she had sat, watching Violette carefully. "What is the real situation? Do you have any idea who might've done this?"
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"Niel" Samuelson
New Comer
Wrath Soldier
Hatred is the greatest gift of mankind; mercy is a sign of weakness.
Posts: 30
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Post by "Niel" Samuelson on Jul 25, 2008 23:23:13 GMT -5
Seeing as Linnea had provided him with enough distraction, Niel's plan since the get go had intented on making good on the job when Keitoleinen first arrived back. His contacts knew where the S.O.T.A. owner would be landing but had been mum on when. So, he had missed his chance to elminate the target when he had planned to - so what? He was human, that made him immune to defeat: Keitoleinen would be inhumaned as per the request of the client. It'd just take longer than originally scheduled. The Banquet of the Blessed would make for a lovely second go of it. He showed up to the Banquets without invitation to almost every Banquet (he'd never actually been named a member of the Blessed). There were very few beings in the world that could stop such a shining example of humanity from attending such an important function - the number ranged from zero to none.
All of it meant that Niel was now checking and double checking his equipment daily as well as practicing and working out twice as hard per day. He was an unrivaled marksman and there was no member of the Wrath who could contend with him in the practice ring: he was more than ready to finally be done with this Keitoleinen business. As far as preparations had been forced to last, he was pleased to recall that his expenses were being paid concurrently with the huamn-sized bill attached to taking down something like a "god."
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Li Violette
Regular
The Speaker
"Communism is not love. Communism is a hammer which we use to crush the enemy" -Mao
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Post by Li Violette on Jul 25, 2008 23:40:37 GMT -5
"The Manalists or the Invisible Hand usually do a better job with these matters. There has been an increase of rebel activities in the last several months. The Moderator usually sends the Hand after individuals and groups, however, the Hand seems to be less effective as it used to be." I state. I look down at some reports about the incident on my desk. I am not even sure myself who is behind the matter.
"I do not know the individual who is behind this, but, I have already sent a list of names to the Moderator of known communist rebels. I am pretty certain one of them is behind it. Now, it is just a matter of seeing if the Hand is capable enough to deal with these rebels." I state. I cross my arms and look up at her.
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Post by Malak Al-Dabaran on Jul 25, 2008 23:53:42 GMT -5
"Slept just fine." Malak replies. He thankfully takes the clothes and also notices the falling papers through Tuesday's bedroom window. He goes to the window where one has landed on the flower box. He looks at it and it says "Vote Communist." He laughs a little nervously.
"I'm going to take a shower and then...this is something we should probably worry about." Malak says calmly. He retreats with his new set of clothes to the bathroom so he can take a shower and get rid of the grime from his time in captivity. He spends some time in there just thinking about who might be behind the message. He wasn't aware of another communist group, but, he doesn't think his own party has the resources to pull of something like that. Confused and upset, he washes and changes, returning to Tuesday sometime later.
"Maybe we should head out to the street and see what's going on out there." He suggests some time later.
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Post by "Danny" Damascus on Jul 25, 2008 23:59:03 GMT -5
Danny laughed and gave more speed to his movements, adding more steps and shifting to a faster rhythm.
"That's the spirit!" He called to Kiley, moving a little ways further into the crowd and encouraging her to join him. The planned course would move them away from Alexei and Sharon and he'd end up still looking back toward the booth that - he observed warily - currently had its curtains drawn.
It might be logical to conclude that the club would be well equipped to handle dangerous customers but that wouldn't stop the first bullet fired from making someone's day worse.
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Post by Annette Rosenthal on Jul 26, 2008 0:05:48 GMT -5
At a meeting of the Economic Council, Annette takes the floor to speak. She is wearing her usual drab gray pantsuit and she looks weary. She takes a sip of water and addresses the council.
"This thing...this event in Helsinki? What is this? What is this problem we are now having? What has happened to the Hand or to the Temples? What kind of world is this now where ...rebels can so freely operate?" She hisses at the crowd of economists and businessmen.
"There are few things in this world that I would dare to call evil. Communism is one of those few evils. You...none of you lived in the old days. None of you know what this evil is or means. You don't know the meaning of the word even. You are as ignorant as the masses and it is shameful. But..I will issue this one warning. It is the only true evil in the world and unless it is dealt with fiercely, you will all be sorry." She warns.
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 26, 2008 0:05:54 GMT -5
Tuesday hangs up with Alexei, and raises an eyebrow at the leaflet that Lena holds out to her. "...That's odd." She says, sitting down and studying it.
She wasn't aware of any other communist groups, and she doubted that her own group was behind this, she was sure she would've caught word of it. Who was behind it?
Malak came out from the shower and interupted her thoughts. "Yeah...that's a good idea." She says, and leads the way outside to wear the leaflets have fallen. She picks a few up, and scratches her head a little, feeling bewildered.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 26, 2008 0:06:38 GMT -5
Alexei pushed the bottle of Vodka towards Sharon and leans back in the booth. He eventually took off the shades and tucked them away, then reached into his blazer and produced a pack of cigarettes. He took one out and lit it.
"You know, I've always wondered. How does someone like you wind up in the weapons trade? Dangerous business. I've seen men a lot meaner then you get killed a lot quicker in your business."
He took a drag then exhaled the smoke.
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Post by Kiley Castiglione on Jul 26, 2008 0:13:56 GMT -5
Kiley laughed and moved through people with him as he sped up and increased the steps, she kept up with him, though. She ran a hand through her blonde curls, tousling them a bit.
She wondered how far into the crowd he was going to bring her. She glanced back toward the booth again, and noticed the closed curtains, Alexei and her sister's matters didn't concern her though...besides, she would find out what was happening behind those curtains, courtesy of her sister, later.
"I don't suppose you're going to keep up the mysterious stranger bit all night?" She questioned, still grinning.
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Post by Sidapa Amparo on Jul 26, 2008 0:15:38 GMT -5
To Sy Lecy and Markus Dunstan (or any other Hand Member who wants to do a mission)
Sidapa was given orders by The Moderator to work with Markus Dunstan and Sy Lecy in finding the person/people responsible for the leaflet incident and assassinating them. Since Sy was a pretty good assassin she was assigned to the job.
Sidapa gave her a call and left the fallowing message:
"Hello gum drop, The Hand has some things to take care of. I have some orders that we are supposed to work together with Markus Dunstan to kill the person behind that leaflet incident in Helsinki. I am in Helsinki right now. Meet me at 112 Mannerheim Katu as soon as you can." Sidapa states in the phone message.
After calling Sy, he also leaves a message for Markus to meet him at that address, which is a small bar where they can plan and go over some information.
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Post by Kaschei Bessmertny on Jul 26, 2008 0:22:11 GMT -5
To anyone at the club who wants to post to Kaschei
A call from an associate in London earlier that day caused Kaschei to worry a little. He had been back in Moscow for over a week now and things seemed pretty good. However, there was now one little problem. He was able to obtain some low interest loans from a certain bank in London which was willing to work with him. He also kept some money there, since he felt it was safer not to keep all of his money in Moscow due to some past banking problems there.
However, he was informed earlier that day that the bank in London he had been working through was now under special attention from Global Bank and an audit was expected. He wanted to prevent this because of his interests there. So, he went to a Club where Alexei liked to hang out...as well as other mafia members.
He entered the club in search of Alexei or anyone who might be able to assist him with this little problem. The goal was to frighten the accountant into overlooking some bank transactions in London.
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Post by Markus Dunstan on Jul 26, 2008 0:23:21 GMT -5
Soon after receiving the message Markus arrives at the indicated location. He dropped down in front of the building and strode inside, his hands folded behind his back as he looked over towards Sidapa, awaiting instructions.
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Post by Malak Al-Dabaran on Jul 26, 2008 0:24:20 GMT -5
So they head outside and find the streets littered with propaganda. However, there are many poor people collecting the propaganda in bags. Malak questions one and learns that they are being paid a small amount of money for each bag they bring in to a recycling center.
"I think this does not bode well for us. I don't think..we're behind it. But, I DO think we could easily get blamed for this." Malak advises Tuesday.
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Sharon Anderson
New Comer
Human Liberation Front Weapons Dealer
That which does not kill you makes you seriously screwed up.
Posts: 35
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Post by Sharon Anderson on Jul 26, 2008 0:26:58 GMT -5
"Thank ya." Sharon stated, taking the vodka bottle. She glances from the shot glass to the bottle before taking a drink straight from the bottle. He could get another bottle if he didn't like sharing bottles.
"Aw, you saying my image isn't "meanly" enough?" She says teasingly with a pout. The alcohol was beginning to take effect, loosening her up. God she loved that stuff. "But yeah, isn't hard. Just get the most pro-Manalist parents in existence and you're set. That is, if you're smart enough to tell them to stick it up theirs."
She knew how dangerous her business was, she had Kiley store money in the bank incase anything happened to her. She couldn't imagine Kiley on her own, though. It was a risk, but a risk she was willing to take for her hatred of Manalism and love of engineering.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 26, 2008 0:30:16 GMT -5
Alexei chuckled and opened his mouth to speak, but stopped when he saw Kaschei enter. He stepped from the booth but stood nearby and waited for Kaschei to come near.
"Boss." He said respectfully, waving a hand in greeting.
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