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Post by Lord Eshmon on Nov 7, 2008 17:53:32 GMT -5
((Ok....me and you may need to work out a finner definition of her powers, and why she's only 48% Majin, but all and all it's ok))
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Post by Lady Kuri on Nov 7, 2008 18:11:19 GMT -5
She laughed under her breath, dragging her hands over the leaves. "Sure, why not."
"Its not like I have anything here. No parents, no family, no place in this world. If I didn't exist..." She pulled a berry from the tree, squishing it between her fingers. "...I ..."
"I'd miss you." Xanthus sniffled attempting to throw his arms around her. Instead he ended up passing right through her, face first to the ground.
"Thank you but don't interrupt me." She sighed.
"Right, my bad." He said before pretending to zip his lip.
"Might as well." She continued. "I mean what do I have to loose?"
Craig and Xanthus raised their hands.
"I won't force you to do anything." She said calmly, examining her fingers. Purple juice stained her hand.
They were both silent for a long moment. "We're in." They nodded, solemn for once.
Silently she was relieved. They had heard and seen too much to bail out now. "I’m sure the others will too." She said, with a smile. "I’ll ask them of course but they’ll go with my decision."
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Nov 8, 2008 0:47:32 GMT -5
"Good.."King says smiling.
"Through those doors and in that large freezer is enough supplies to supply a army...I just need the army....I've never been good with people but it seems you are, you already have a loyal following yourself.....just recruit a enough member, I'll organize them into a workable force....I mean given enough incentive those two could become fairly decent soldiers...."
He turns to them and is about to continue before they hear something vibrate in his pocket. He pulls out a cell phone and looks over the screen before crushing it.
"Never mind...a quick change of plans.......you all are, gangsters right?...not qualms with a quick shake down before lunch?, good....."He says leading them out of his lab through the mazes of crates and containers, a few of which actually had sounds of 'breathing' coming from within. They exit through a small side door into a alleyway, and continue out onto the streets.
"Let me give you a few details before hand. Andrey keeps a small handgun tapped under his desk chair, a shotgun under his desk, and a knife strapped to his leg. He always runs, and has about the temper and attentions span of a dead tuna.....the last time he did this he ran out the back and got away and I had to track him down, so I'm going around back you all go in through the front and tell him....just tell him King sent you..."
As they round the corner King pulls his hood up and hands a large sum of money to a bum who was holding a rather new looking cell phone.
"Thanks frank you did good...don't spend it all in one place now.."He says as they keep walking, before King suddenly stops and looks at a quaint little auto shop across the street.
"That's Andrey's shop....I'll be waiting out back, just try and keep it reasonable I don't want him dead..."King says running across the street and dissapearing into a ally.
Val and the other two where left across the street from a three story building , plain concrete and steal, with a neon sign out front that said 'Andrey's Auto' And inside sat a heavy set, bronzed man, looking over various sheets of paper with this weeks taxes and incomes on them.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Nov 8, 2008 1:17:45 GMT -5
"You hear that boss. He wants us to keep it reasonable." He said a crooked smile spreading across his face.
"Hmmm." She hummed in acknowledgement. Val tossed her hair over her shoulder. "I really despise the runners."
Craig snickered, cracking his knuckles. Xanthus laughed with him shoving his hands into his pockets. Together they pushed through the door, a tight triangle. The men stopped a foot away from the desk, either on a very well hidden signal or a perfectly choreographed move. She kept going until she was leaning against the desk. Not quite sitting on it but not standing either. She placed a hand over the papers on the desk causing him to look up.
"Hey there, I'm looking for Andrey." She said, throwing in a perfectly dazzling smile. So dazzling in fact that he didn't notice her hand sink straight through the wood, searching...
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Nov 8, 2008 1:28:00 GMT -5
The sweaty man looks up from his papers, thick mustache stretching from each side of his face.
"Good work you've found him....but uuuhhh....we are closed now, come back tomorrow I'll fix whatever it is then...."The man says in a thick almost Russian accent. Andrey scratches his nearly bald head, sending small dark brown hairs falling to the ground as he itched. Andrey begins tapping his foot. The tapping shook the desk, and knocked a pen off onto the floor at Andrey feet, he notices this quickly and with a couple of curses in a foreign language he leans over to pick it up.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Nov 8, 2008 1:48:38 GMT -5
"No, I'm afraid you misunderstood. King sent us." She said, smile still intact as she leaned against the desk, arms crossed. The room began to get colder, dropping only slightly in temperature. Bellow the desk he may have noticed his shotgun still. What he didn't see were the frosted-over broken gears inside it.
The two behind her chuckled, they couldn't help themselves.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Nov 8, 2008 1:52:36 GMT -5
"You kids now days can't seem to stay out of adult business..."Andrey says with a strained grunt. All at once the desk hit hard to one side sliding towards them. The short barrel of a ordinary hand gun peaked over the desk and fired off six rounds.
"You can tell King I said go to hell with his offer!"Andrey shouts taking cover behind the desk.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Nov 8, 2008 22:47:13 GMT -5
They let go of her arms circling around the desk.
"Bad idea man." Xanthus said frowning. He pulled out a small knife. Flicking his wrist only slightly he let gravity do most of the work, the blade embedded itself in his calf.
"You really are a dipsh*t." He sneered, stomping on the soft underside of his knee.
She stepped through the desk casually tossing a white pellet at is head. It burst showering salt all over his face. "That was just rude."
Val crouched down grabbing him by the collar. "Is this how you treat all your guests?" Her breath was a visible cloud of white. It curled through the air skimming over him. Webs of frost formed over his face reaching down to his neck. The effect was an instant burning sensation.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Nov 8, 2008 23:10:58 GMT -5
Andrey begins a tirade of insults in a foreign language, each one sprayed through his pain clenched teeth. They all heard the 'kathwump' of a foot contacting the metal door of the back room forcing it open. There where several seconds of silent foot steps before King emerged from the back.
"You can let him go now Val..."King says holding his arms behind him in a museum pose.
"Andrey it makes me sad when you don't cooperate, I mean the only thing you get out of it is...well I think you've figured that out..."
AS Val releases him King allows his right arm to lung forward. In a instant and mass of writhing, and wriggling tendrils in the form of a large hand snatched Andrey and held him to the wall.
"I really didn't want to have to go through all this..I mean your the best Auto repair shop on this side of central where would these people be without you.......but you keep not living up to your part of our agreements every time.....so I'm finally gonna have to take off this velvet glove of mine and show a little iron fist....."King says before the hand clenches around Andrey, its fingers digging deep into the wall. King pulls Andrey towards him till they where nearly face to face, and then King slams his foot into the side of Andrey's already kicked knee sending a resounding crack through the room.
"Have a good week Andrey, and I'm gonna need those other four vans by next Wednesday."He says dropping him and letting the mess of tendrils sink back into his arm and his tattoo. Then he turns to the door and they all leave, leaving Andrey allone on the floor, face beat red, eyes wattering, nose running, and bleeding. A large lump on the side of his knee which was probably his broken knee cap.
"That went well."King says with a sigh as they left the street on which Andrey's shop was.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Nov 8, 2008 23:28:22 GMT -5
"Couldn't have been better." She agreed.
"You could have let us beat him up a little more." Craig complained, shaking a fist as he trotted behind them.
Xanthus shook his head. "That guy gave off bad vibes, you know?"
"Not really." He shrugged, sticking a finger in his ear. "But it just sounds like another reason to kick his ass."
"So, want to tell me exactly why he needed to be roughed up?" Val asked, brushing her hands off on her jacket. "I'm curious I guess. I suppose it doesn't really matter now that its done. He was just blabbing about some offer."
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Nov 8, 2008 23:40:26 GMT -5
"If I'm going to assemble as large a gathering as I hope I'm gonna need means of getting around quickly, quietly and unnoticed...Andrey not only fixes cars he also steals cars and resells them after giving them a few coats of paint.....I made a deal with him He get me ten vans repainted, remodeled, and with a complete custom make over to keep them from being recognized that way I could use a group of people to a location with repeated trips, I also asked for a assortment of other less conspicuous vehicles for similar purposes.....Andrey got me six vans and three piece of sh*t cars that can barely make it down the street....."King says with a shrug.
"Thus our reason for roughing him up...."
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Post by Lady Kuri on Nov 8, 2008 23:51:51 GMT -5
"So basically he ripped you off." Val said smiling a little.
"What a fat jerkoff." He said.
"Hey, where are we going?" Xanthus asked scratching his head.
She slowed down a little. "The others will be wondering why we've been gone so long." She said.
"Heh, wait till they hear all this." He said searching in his pocket for his phone.
"Hold on. We should tell them in person." She said furrowing her brow.
Craig grumbled to himself but didn't argue about it.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Nov 8, 2008 23:57:49 GMT -5
"Oh right you had others....go tell them...and let them know exactly whats going on, then meet me back at my warehouse, with all of them or just some of them or just you I really don't care....."King said shrugging and walking off towards the warehouse.
"You know where it was right?"He asks still walking.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Nov 9, 2008 14:01:45 GMT -5
"I'll remember." She said waving over her shoulder, as she turned left around the next corner.
"I'm hungry." Craig grumbled.
"Hmmm. I could go for some chicken." Xanthus said clutching his stomach.
They took a few more turns until they were headed northeast. A couple blocks and they were in front of a three-story building, indistinguishable from the others around it but for the red light above the door. She knocked, before simply grabbing them and phasing through the door.
Thirteen heads raised, turning away from their various pursuits to see that it was their leader (plus Craig and Xanthus) who had returned.
"Hello, everybody." She said placing a hand on her hip. "I have some news."
And so she explained to them the details of the day so far. Craig and Xanthus interjecting occasionally until she shut them up. She told them of the unexpected guest they brought along to visit Mother and his proposition. How she had agreed and hoped they would follow. At this point there were a lot shouts and cheers of agreement. She held up a hand to make them stop. Asking them to really think about what they were trying to do.
Then she asked the next question. "Who would like to go back to the warehouse with me?"
All fifteen men and women, who weren’t already standing, rose to their feet.
"Just tell us where to go." One of them shouted causing a few of the others to laugh.
She closed her eyes, with a sober expression. "Good. Lets get going."
Together they set out, back to the warehouse and King. Outside were more crates, marked marked with a fresh stamp. It was a waxing crescent, connected to a full circle and beside it the waning crescent. It was unmistakably sent by mother, though it wasn’t the stamp that made it obvious. It was the woman standing beside it, attired so ridiculously in orange and blue it had to be one of her followers.
Val chuckled. Mother worked fast.
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A few weeks passed. King and her had been plotting as the others took orders and became accustomed to their new tasks. A lot of them seemed genuinely exited about getting out of the confines of New Eden. They all had their reasons, to start over, to get away, to simply try the impossible, to defy society, for fun, ect. Val had told the ones who wavered to leave. If they were indecisive they would be of no use. But they stayed with her. If a few were hesitant they never said it.
They had known each other for a long while now. She had told King a lot about her group, even letting him in on the secret of their initiation ceremony (many had proudly volunteered to show him their scars, usually the final brandings of three interlocking triangles). Whatever distrust her gang had held for him at first had dissolved after a few weeks. They respected him, most of them able to keep things 'professional'… as long as Valkyrie was around.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Nov 9, 2008 14:53:05 GMT -5
CHAPTER TWO King sat before a Tv screen in his lab. With a stern look he watched the screen then turned it off. "Thanks Henry..."He says to a bum standing next to him. He had said before to Val and some of her followers "The bums that live on the streets are the best resource a gang could have, they see more than you'd think, and hear whatever you say when you think no ones around." He had even told them about a bum he'd met that knew exactly where the biggest mob boss in the Underworld lived on the weekends. "How're things going with that job hunt?......."He asks Henry. "Not good sir, because of my current stature I can't find anyone to hire me...." King rubbed his chin, then gave Henry a address and a good some of money. "I own a apartment building in northern central, talk to a woman named Danya she'll give you a room, just tell her I sent you....that' moneys for food and necessities only..." "Thank you.."Henry says taking the money and paper and beginning to leave. "Right....."King says still staring at a blank screen. Slowly he pulls a cellphone from his pocket, pushing a single button he sees a whole number pulled from his contacts list. Placing the phone to his ear he hears someone on the other side pick up, but before giving them a chance to answer he starts. "Val meet me in my lab......theirs something you might want to see."He says before hanging up and continuing to look at the screen before rolling over to his series of computers and beginning to type, pulling up window after window of data.
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