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Post by Markus Dunstan on Jul 26, 2008 16:42:36 GMT -5
Markus peered at Sy as she entered, seeing as he was the only one left. He imagined she knew what their purpose was, and hopefully she was smart enough to catch on to the plan, seeing as how he couldn't communicate it to her.
He folded his hands behind his back and watched her expectantly.
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Post by John Duddy on Jul 26, 2008 17:15:11 GMT -5
Duddy couldnt believe his ears, Sy had just kissed him and now she has to go. "Fuck me, why do things always end up like this." Just then Swaggert opened the door, he limped in on his cane and proceeded to barade Duddy. "Do you have any idea what organization that girl works for?" he screamed. "Shes a freaking assasin. Dangerous people and I have reason to believe that her organization the Slient Hand wants you dead." Duddy responded, "Swag, are you drunk again? She just kissed me on the lips, she loves me. You are nuts!" Swaggert looked him dead in the eye, "Remember when you were young and we would work on cars together? Rememebr what I told you, what i used to do? Well I still know people and your stunt in Helsinki just came up on the radar, and people want you dead. I put a tracking device on that girl, she will never find it. I have given you a dirk, all my false labor cards and a couple disguises in a bag. Get out of here and dont come back!" Swaggert grabbed Duddy gacve him a bag and through him out of the house.
Now Duddy was alone. No woman, no friends and all he could do was go under ground. He whipped out his cloned phone and called, Li Violette. He left a mesage giving her a run down of the current situation, hoping there was soimething she could do.
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 26, 2008 18:13:25 GMT -5
"Hey Maeve, it's Tuesday again." She said. "Sorry for my somewhat abrupt hang up earlier."
She ran a hand through her hair. "Anyway, I was wondering if you knew any kind of gun dealer...or something? I know some people that need weapons on a low budget, and you seem to associate yourself with a more rebellious crowd."
"No offense." She adds hastily, realizing she might take the statement wrong.
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Maeve Cullen
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New Objective Employee/Tattoo Artist
Cogito, ergo ink! (Translation: "I think, therefore I ink!")
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Post by Maeve Cullen on Jul 26, 2008 18:18:04 GMT -5
Maeve grinned at Tuesday's words. "No offense hon! I like that description. Anyway, gun dealer you say? Hmm, let me ask Jeff." Putting the phone down, she talked to Jeff for a moment before returning. "He says a bunch of rebels 'round here bought their guns from some weapons dealer up in America. Appartently, she's a rebel herself and gives discounts to other rebels."
She watches Jeff as he tries to recall the name before he simply shrugs. "Jeff doesn't remember her name, he remembered it was strangely American though for someone who looks half Japanese. She was well built. Her last name had Son or something in it. Maybe Alexei would know?" She questions, remember Alexei had some pretty shady dealings.
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 26, 2008 18:24:35 GMT -5
Tuesday nodded, making a mental note. "Alright, thanks a bunch! I'll let you get back to work now, though." She said, hanging up the phone.
She looked at Malak and Hilja. "She said she knows of some female rebel dealer in America, and apparently she gives discounts to other rebels, but can't remember her name."
"She did say that Alexei would probably know the details though, maybe we should give him a ring?"
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Post by Kiley Castiglione on Jul 26, 2008 19:37:47 GMT -5
Kiley jumped quite visibly when Danny jumped out of his seat. She raised an eyebrow, and blinked a little rapidly. "Uhm..." She isn't exactly sure how to react to his charade, and decides to just skim over it, and pretend it never happened.
"We were leaving...er, Sharon was more or less trying to push me out the door, but thanks to my amazing powers of persuasion I convinced her to stay a little longer." She explained.
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Post by "Danny" Damascus on Jul 26, 2008 20:03:35 GMT -5
After sitting back down, Danny threw one leg over the knee of the other, leaning one elbow against the table and let his other arm rest on the arm of his chair, actting comically suave. Obviously, that act wasn't as funny now-a-days as it had been once.
"Well, I'm certainly glad you did!" He said, smiling warmly. Danny nodded to a nearby chair. "Would you care to sit down? It must've taken quite some skill to convince your friend to let you stay; she seemed like quite the tough customer."
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Post by Kiley Castiglione on Jul 26, 2008 21:41:31 GMT -5
Kiley flashed a smile, and sat down next to him.
It took her a moment to register who Danny was talking about when he mentioned her friend, forgetting momentarily that he didn't know Kiley and Bella were sisters, really, he didn't even know Bella's real name.
"Oh no, Sharon's a big softy." She said. Kiley wasn't really aware that she was the only one whom Bella harbored a soft spot for. She didn't take note of how her older sister acted toward other people, seeing it of little importance to her.
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Li Violette
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"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 27, 2008 0:22:34 GMT -5
Shortly after Mistress leaves, I also leave, for what turns out to be the very same economic council meeting. Mistress is seated behind me and I am there just in time to listen to Annette speak about the incident.
I notice a message from John Duddy, and only have time to text him back. The text is simple: "Sorry, I can't help you."
I then turn my phone off so I can pay full attention to Annette, who is not one of my favorite people in the world.
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Sy Lecy
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Waitress/Assassin
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Post by Sy Lecy on Jul 27, 2008 0:31:56 GMT -5
Sy moved towards Markus. She did not know him but knew he was one of her kind.
"I know where he is. There is no telling how long he will be there. His people will notify him as soon as they figure out we are looking for him. One thing....I have his phone number. He trusts me. I may be able to coax him out until they call my true name. Once they do that I will be lost to him and the assasin takes over. So when will you call the name?"
She tilts her head questioningly.
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Post by Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev on Jul 27, 2008 0:37:53 GMT -5
"Sure, you can call whoever you think can help with the situation." I say when Tuesday asks about calling Alexei about this. I do sort of remember him as being a little bit frightening. He was with us that time in Cuba when those horrible things started to happen. I only narrowly escaped. But, I trust him over the Invisible Hand.
"I trust him over the Invisible Hand."
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 27, 2008 0:42:52 GMT -5
To Alexei
Tuesday nods. "He's a good guy, and recently helped me out of a tight spot." She decided against going into details. "I trust him too."
She scrolled through her call lists and found Alexei's number, hitting the send button, and pressing it against her ear.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 27, 2008 0:48:24 GMT -5
Alexei regarded Bambi when his phone start ringing. He kept his eyes on her but picked it up.
"Nacharade."
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Post by Markus Dunstan on Jul 27, 2008 0:52:19 GMT -5
That was all Markus needed to hear. He oriented on Sy and nodded, indicating he was ready to follow.
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Post by Annette Rosenthal on Jul 27, 2008 0:52:47 GMT -5
"The job of the Moderator is far too important and taxing to include watching over the Invisible Hand. Ariel is a busy man and needs more time to do his economic work. That is why I think we as a council should vote to put someone else in charge of Hand. Now, I am a busy woman with Banking and Creditor concerns to worry about, but, if there is not a suitable candidate for the position, I would be willing to temporarily take control of the Invisible Hand." Annette says the crowd.
There is silence since it was an unexpected proposal.
"Does anyone have anything to say about this?" Annette asks those present at the meeting.
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