Chapter 12: Sweet Opium To Ease Dying

[Sharon Anderson]

Sharon rolls her eyes and scowls playfully. "We've hung around long enough, dear. Besides, all these men are probably pussies aside from the shady guys." She had to speak rather loudly and close to Kiley's ear to be heard.

She hand Kiley her jacket back, nudging her toward the door. Glancing at Alexei, she gave him a nod as a farewell as she saw him leave, too. Seemed like their little party was breaking up.

["Danny" Damascus]

Plopping down in a chair away from the dance floor, Danny felt pretty down. Much as he was wary of the two ladies, he had enjoyed dancing with Kiley (more enjoyed looking at her but dancing was always better with pretty girls) and he'd left that to go get snapped at by a Mafia boss. Ugh.

He folded his arms and rested his chin on them, leaning down to rest on a table for a bit. Not such a bad run, at toll, just needed a better ending. Maybe next time.

[Sidapa Amparo]

"All rebels are criminals and all rebels must be punished." Sidapa says simply. This is what he was trained to believe anyway. He tilts his head to the side. "So we kill some that did nothing. It just sends a message to the rest to stay in their places. I do not care if they didn't have anything to do with it. They do other things."

He thinks about the plane comment. "Maybe we just need to find a plane somewhere. We could try to find out if the Manalists are missing a plane. If they are not, then we could try to find out from companies who make planes if any were sold to possible rebels. Is this a good idea?" Sidapa asks. He wants to be accepted. "This is all so slow. Any action is bettter than no action. And the action that makes the rebels afraid is the best action." He reasons.

[Kiley Castiglione]

"Awh, but I'm having fun! It's terribly boring at home." Kiley says, pouting. "Besides, we just got here!" Actually, they'd been there for a while, but she was going to plead her case the best she could. "Couldn't we just stay a little longer?"

"...Please?" She sticks out her bottom lip a little, looking up at her sister, who was still trying to nudge her out the door.

[Bambi Engel]

Bambi made her way back downstairs, beginning to head toward the glass doors of the hotel. She wrinkles her nose as she smells smoke, and feels a small shiver down her spine. She felt as if she was being watched. Mentally sighing, she questioned herself when she didn't.

Glancing around, she spotted a shady looking man in shades. It had been ages since she'd seen someone smoking a cigarette. He had to be bad news.

She turns forward again, exiting the hotel and beginning to make her way to the bank. There was no reason to be worried. Pushing her glasses up the rim of her nose, she attempted to shake off her paranoia... when gas mask man came to her mind.

At the thought of him, she instantly glanced around, suspiciously eyeing people as she tried to appear naive.

[Malak Al-Dabaran]

(to any Socialist Revolution members who might want to post)

"Ah, that's right! They are probably looking for me!" Malak freaks out. He starts rubbing his face nervously. "Okay, I will just make a call. Maybe a few contacts can come over. We just need to do something." Malak says pacing. He borrows Tuesday's phone and makes a call to several members of Social Revolution to meet at Tuesday's apartment to discuss things. This at least helps him to feel better about the situation.


"I think I'm going to have a panic attack."

[Alexei Nacharade]

Alexei tossed away his cigarette and began following Bambi. Soon enough he had caught up to her, and began walking beside her.

"London is a beautiful city, isn't it?" He said, his hands resting in the pockets of his blazer.

[Lena Eva Aysel]

Sidapa sounded sort of like an automated machine. Lena simply decided to nod, since she agreed with Sidapa's last statement. "That sounds good. Since there's four of us, we can split up in twos. One group can investigate the plane and another can question rebels."

She suggests, since it'd incorporate both Sidapa's and her idea. She was a bit worried about Tuesday and Malak, but if they could survived Markus, they should be fine. They were strong people.

[Tuesday DeCastro]

Tuesday watches him freak out some more, and feels worn out from watching him pace. "...Why don't you sit down, Malak." She suggests, after he finishes calling the members of their party.

"Just chill, it's gonna be fine, we'll talk with some comrades today, and everything will just work out." She really hopes its true.

[Sidapa Amparo]

"Sy is the assassin. When she comes, she can be in the group who kills or attacks rebels." Sidapa suggests. "Maybe she can work with you." He suggests to Markus. "You nod if you like that idea." He states. He wonders what Markus actually has to think about things. He isn't sure if this is the best idea, but he will go along with anything that doesn't result in him getting fired, arrested, or killed. "You want to work with Sidapa or alone?" He aks Lena.

[Bambi Engel]

Bambi practically jumped at the sound of Alexei's voice, startled. She snapped her head to his direction, eyes wide, like a deer caught in the headlights. Forcing herself to calm down, she tore her gaze from him to focus forward.

"It's all right. Ireland and Florida are much more beautiful." She replies honestly, increasing her pace ever slightly. How far away was the bank? It shouldn't take too long to get there. Besides, even if this man was dangerous, he wouldn't do anything in public.

... Right?

[Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev]

I get a call to go to Tuesday's, which makes me pretty excited. I am not sure though if I should trust Kizu to come along. She seems nice. Can she be trusted though? Then again, having Hex around might protect us from danger.

"I was invited over to Tuesday's. You can come along too if you like, Kizu." I suggest happily. Then I skip on down the street towards Tuesday's apartment. I am not sure if Kizu is following, since that is up to her. I head inside the apartment building and knock on the door.

[Alexei Nacharade]

"I'm Alexei," He says, taking off his shades and giving her his most friendly smile, "Want to go somewhere and get a coffee?"

He chuckled and glanced around once.

"Or maybe tea, I guess. When in rome, da?"

[Lena Eva Aysel]

"It doesn't matter, we can go to different sides of the city if you want and begin the plane question. We'll work our way toward the middle of the city. Someone's bound to have sold the plane to a suspicious character or seen where it flew."

Lena states, honestly not caring. As long as they got the job done. She was aware of the Hand's status. The grouping seemed fine enough to her, she wasn't known for her assassinating. Sidapa knew more about the other Hand members than her.

Aside from Markus, of course.

[Markus Dunstan]

Markus hesitated in nodding. Truthfully, he would prefer to work with Lena, but perhaps Sidapa was right.

He peered at Lena to see what she said.