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(Ritsuka's syndicate bargain)
[Mon Sep 9 2024]
In simple prison cell
A simple prison cell with metal bars, a security screen on the northern
wall displaying some sort of meeting room.
It is about 55F(12C) degrees.
Ritsuka says "Hello? "
"It is a woman," Nikolai says, without any other context. "It is as much as they seem willing to tell me." He turns to eye someone on his way out.
"It is a woman," Nikolai says, without any other context. "It is as much as they seem willing to tell me." He turns to eye someone on his way out.
"I do not like our chances, hm?" Emmanuel notes aside to Cara as he gestures over toward Nikolai.
"It is a woman," Nikolai says, without any other context. "It is as much as they seem willing to tell me." He turns to eye Emmanuel on his way out, then raises an eyebrow as he returns with Cara in tow. "If you know who it is, I could be convinced to let you have. I am not sure is worth my time."
"We do not know. I threw more money than I should have at the guards just for them to be telling me it was a woman six times." Emmanuel mutters under his breath, and glances aside to Cara to see if she had any better luck.
Ash says "Oh, a full party here... I wonder who we have?"
"Sadly, fighting the good fight isn't highly profitable." Cara answers Emmanuel, then she regards Nikolai a long moment. "Yes... The guards seem to enjoy repeating themselves. That's all I have too."
"If it is Selena? Pull one of her arms out?" Emmanuel requests of Nikolai after a few moments, before turning to glance over toward Ash, Illyana and Freya. "Well, this rules you two out, hm?"
Freya follows Ash in with Illyana, her curious teal eyes flicking over the folks around, "I heard you lost your phone Frenchie." She murmurs as she spots Emmanuel, "Rule us out for what?" Her eyebrow lifts at his later comment.
Ash asks, "What's the info?" Then, they blink over Emmanuel, saying, "Oh, female?"
Emmanuel clicks his tongue and fires a finger-gun at Ash, "Oui."
Stood in her full white suit, Cara taps her toes impatiently, hefting a sigh. A nod is directed to Freya and Ash in turn, Illyana is regarded thoughtfully a moment before Cara snaps her fingers. "Ah. I -do- remember you. You dropped a slur the first time we met... Good seeing you Freya."
Ash says, "I bid $10... what's the highest so far?"
"Oh, please," Nikolai says, curling his lip at Cara. "You are not Order. You have no issues producing your weaponry. There is nothing stopping you from being wealthy but that you are too weak to take." His attention cuts back to Emmanuel, whom he answers with a wordless smirk, before he says to Ash, "I have already placed bid. And yes, all we know is that we are dealing with woman."
"Hiya, Georgie." Illyana greets Emmanuel in a chipper tone. Nikolai and Cara get an up-nod.
Freya waves at Cara, "Hey Cara. Long time no see. How's the onesie holding up?" She asks flashing her fangs. Her teal eyes flick to Nikolai and she gives him a small smile as well before turning back to the templar.
"Mmm, one of Selina's little friends snuck in and stole it." Emmanuel notes back to Freya with a shake of the head, "The woman is so paranoid that if I leave the house I am being accused of assault."
Ash asks Cara "Where were you on Autotuesday? I had the Dreamwich *ready* for you, but you never came!" They chuckle, softly.
Freya puts a finger to her lip as she looks at Emmanuel. "Too bad." She tells him with wide innocent eyes, "Savie was really hoping you would make an appearance today. Guess I invited whoever stole your phone."
"..I do not want to be playing games, hm? Do you know who took it?" Emmanuel asks directly of Freya, his expression growing more neutral.
"It runs late for me. My bodyclock has never really adjusted from the British timezone, and so I really need to start winding down at about seven, and be asleep by eight at the latest... Of course that rarely happens, but I was trying to be responsible." Cara answers Ash earnestly, then she adds. "I was going to berate you the other day for calling one of our Demolishers property, but you seemed to be having a hard time with Jr."
Illyana crosses her arms. "I'm very upset your phone was taken. I had a lovely photoshop of Fayad for you." she unhelpfully adds.
Freya rolls her eyes at Emmanuel, "If I knew someone took your phone I'd hardly be texting you on it to invite you to shit would I? Your powers of deduction don't serve you well Frenchie."
"You're right. I'm just a silly fool." Emmanuel allows in response to Freya, affording her a little rise and fall of his shoulders.
"You put slave chip in their skulls and expect us to believe you when you treat your Demolishers like big happy family?" Nikolai asks, frowning at Cara. "I would like to see /you/ chipped. Come join the Hand; we will show you how it feels."
Ash nods, then shakes their head. "What are you talking about? I don't - ohhhh, Chara? Is that the one?" They shrug, saying, "I've met a lot of *victims* - it's natural to assume that she was one of them."
"We already know how it feels, Nikolai, hm? Or have you forgotten twisting Chara's mind around your finger like a piece of string?" Emmanuel opines over to the man, before sighing softly. "There is not need to open a dialogue, Cara, hm? It is wasting the breath."
The auctioneer announces that Emmanuel has won the bid and goes over to him to discuss delivery.
The auctioneer announces that Emmanuel has won the bid and goes over to him to discuss delivery.
Finally alone once more, Emmanuel lets out a long breath before tapping at his phone, and having the kidnapping victim delivered to them. "There is no point talking to them, Cara, hm? They will drag you down to their stupid levels, and beat you with experience, hm?" He drawls out to her, chiding a little before turning and kneeling before Ritsuka to address her, "Hallo, hallo, again, Ritsuka."
Cara cocks her head at the woman who deliver Ritsuka, eying the delivery men with obvious contempt as she stands in her full white suit, lips red with glittering smokey black eyeshadow on. "She's a little bit scrawn... Oh but I enjoy the verbal sparring. Ash already had to admit she wasn't in the right. They make it so -easy- for me."
"Eh, if you enjoy it, I suppose." Emmanuel allows with a little so-so gesture, "Ritsuka, meet Cara. Cara, meet Ritsuka. We had an interaction while I was being in the clinic. She chose not to torture me when she had power over me, hm? Gave me a phone. Offered to help." Emmanuel explains aside to Cara as he lowers to more of a kneel in front of the young woman.
Ritsuka is a slower typer sometimes. Sorry!
Ritsuka is being dragged someplace by a couple of people, her eyes are pretty wide, but it is only her hands that are bound up. Her eyes are wider under the sunglasses, in a state of fight or flight. Most noticeably though, her breathing is calm, but it is that difference between someone that might be about to twitch and act to the slightest sensation versus someone unaffected. Her eyes do fall onto Emmanuel, and after five seconds, the fight or flight does disarm just enough for her to ask "What is happening, Emmanuel-san?" She does not yet look at Cara, her eyes focused on the one familiar face.
"Well... I'll let you lead then Emmanuel. Though bear in mind contrary to what the Hand was trying to insist, I am not big on the idea of keeping slaves." Cara returns to Emmanuel, crossing her arms and taking a step back in symbollic deference to Emmanuel in this matter. "If the woman isn't a threat, we do not need to forcibly chip."
"I didn't pay for her to enslave her." Emmanuel assures Cara, turning his head a little to glance over his shoulder and answer her, before directing his gaze back upon Ritsuka, "You were kidnapped, hm? By a people's called the Syndicate. The bad sort of supernaturals that abuse their powers. The sort that we, Cara and I, try to stop." The man begins to explain to Ritsuka, "You aren't in any danger now. We've got you." He assures her then, reaching down to draw a knife from his person, and start sawing at her bonds, "This isn't just about owing you for helping me, but.. I do not think you are a monster, hm?"
Ritsuka feels that her hands are freed and it is then that the calm but tensive form runs in a shiver. The first thing she does is to look at her own wrists, and then to reach up to her neck. Then to wrap her arms around herself and to breathe in and then out. If left to linger as is, it will take her a few more seconds before she looks at Cara and then back at Emmanuel and then again at Cara. "I was just at home doing repairs." Another shiver and her chest raises again as she takes in another breathe. She mutters some words in japanese, but they sound more confused and her eyes grow distant for a single moment before falling askingly on Emmanuel.
Ritsuka subconsciously said, in a different language "Why would they do such a thing? I've tried to keep out of the troublesome business."
If allowed, Emmanuel would reach a hand over to gently squeeze at Ritsuka's shoulder, and then there's a quiet parting of his lips and a long, lingering look as he tries to parse what she'd said, "..Non?" He ventures eventually, clearing having no idea. He pushes up to his feet then, with the grunt of a far older man, and extends a hand down to Ritsuka to help her up too, "Come on, up, hm? Check your pockets. Make sure nothing was taken?"
Ritsukas Syndicate Bargain 240910
(Ritsuka's syndicate bargain)
[Mon Sep 9 2024]
In simple prison cell
A simple prison cell with metal bars, a security screen on the northern
wall displaying some sort of meeting room.
It is about 55F(12C) degrees.
Ritsuka says "Hello? "
"It is a woman," Nikolai says, without any other context. "It is as much as they seem willing to tell me." He turns to eye someone on his way out.
"It is a woman," Nikolai says, without any other context. "It is as much as they seem willing to tell me." He turns to eye someone on his way out.
"I do not like our chances, hm?" Emmanuel notes aside to Cara as he gestures over toward Nikolai.
"It is a woman," Nikolai says, without any other context. "It is as much as they seem willing to tell me." He turns to eye Emmanuel on his way out, then raises an eyebrow as he returns with Cara in tow. "If you know who it is, I could be convinced to let you have. I am not sure is worth my time."
"We do not know. I threw more money than I should have at the guards just for them to be telling me it was a woman six times." Emmanuel mutters under his breath, and glances aside to Cara to see if she had any better luck.
Ash says "Oh, a full party here... I wonder who we have?"
"Sadly, fighting the good fight isn't highly profitable." Cara answers Emmanuel, then she regards Nikolai a long moment. "Yes... The guards seem to enjoy repeating themselves. That's all I have too."
"If it is Selena? Pull one of her arms out?" Emmanuel requests of Nikolai after a few moments, before turning to glance over toward Ash, Illyana and Freya. "Well, this rules you two out, hm?"
Freya follows Ash in with Illyana, her curious teal eyes flicking over the folks around, "I heard you lost your phone Frenchie." She murmurs as she spots Emmanuel, "Rule us out for what?" Her eyebrow lifts at his later comment.
Ash asks, "What's the info?" Then, they blink over Emmanuel, saying, "Oh, female?"
Emmanuel clicks his tongue and fires a finger-gun at Ash, "Oui."
Stood in her full white suit, Cara taps her toes impatiently, hefting a sigh. A nod is directed to Freya and Ash in turn, Illyana is regarded thoughtfully a moment before Cara snaps her fingers. "Ah. I -do- remember you. You dropped a slur the first time we met... Good seeing you Freya."
Ash says, "I bid $10... what's the highest so far?"
"Oh, please," Nikolai says, curling his lip at Cara. "You are not Order. You have no issues producing your weaponry. There is nothing stopping you from being wealthy but that you are too weak to take." His attention cuts back to Emmanuel, whom he answers with a wordless smirk, before he says to Ash, "I have already placed bid. And yes, all we know is that we are dealing with woman."
"Hiya, Georgie." Illyana greets Emmanuel in a chipper tone. Nikolai and Cara get an up-nod.
Freya waves at Cara, "Hey Cara. Long time no see. How's the onesie holding up?" She asks flashing her fangs. Her teal eyes flick to Nikolai and she gives him a small smile as well before turning back to the templar.
"Mmm, one of Selina's little friends snuck in and stole it." Emmanuel notes back to Freya with a shake of the head, "The woman is so paranoid that if I leave the house I am being accused of assault."
Ash asks Cara "Where were you on Autotuesday? I had the Dreamwich *ready* for you, but you never came!" They chuckle, softly.
Freya puts a finger to her lip as she looks at Emmanuel. "Too bad." She tells him with wide innocent eyes, "Savie was really hoping you would make an appearance today. Guess I invited whoever stole your phone."
"..I do not want to be playing games, hm? Do you know who took it?" Emmanuel asks directly of Freya, his expression growing more neutral.
"It runs late for me. My bodyclock has never really adjusted from the British timezone, and so I really need to start winding down at about seven, and be asleep by eight at the latest... Of course that rarely happens, but I was trying to be responsible." Cara answers Ash earnestly, then she adds. "I was going to berate you the other day for calling one of our Demolishers property, but you seemed to be having a hard time with Jr."
Illyana crosses her arms. "I'm very upset your phone was taken. I had a lovely photoshop of Fayad for you." she unhelpfully adds.
Freya rolls her eyes at Emmanuel, "If I knew someone took your phone I'd hardly be texting you on it to invite you to shit would I? Your powers of deduction don't serve you well Frenchie."
"You're right. I'm just a silly fool." Emmanuel allows in response to Freya, affording her a little rise and fall of his shoulders.
"You put slave chip in their skulls and expect us to believe you when you treat your Demolishers like big happy family?" Nikolai asks, frowning at Cara. "I would like to see /you/ chipped. Come join the Hand; we will show you how it feels."
Ash nods, then shakes their head. "What are you talking about? I don't - ohhhh, Chara? Is that the one?" They shrug, saying, "I've met a lot of *victims* - it's natural to assume that she was one of them."
"We already know how it feels, Nikolai, hm? Or have you forgotten twisting Chara's mind around your finger like a piece of string?" Emmanuel opines over to the man, before sighing softly. "There is not need to open a dialogue, Cara, hm? It is wasting the breath."
The auctioneer announces that Emmanuel has won the bid and goes over to him to discuss delivery.
The auctioneer announces that Emmanuel has won the bid and goes over to him to discuss delivery.
Finally alone once more, Emmanuel lets out a long breath before tapping at his phone, and having the kidnapping victim delivered to them. "There is no point talking to them, Cara, hm? They will drag you down to their stupid levels, and beat you with experience, hm?" He drawls out to her, chiding a little before turning and kneeling before Ritsuka to address her, "Hallo, hallo, again, Ritsuka."
Cara cocks her head at the woman who deliver Ritsuka, eying the delivery men with obvious contempt as she stands in her full white suit, lips red with glittering smokey black eyeshadow on. "She's a little bit scrawn... Oh but I enjoy the verbal sparring. Ash already had to admit she wasn't in the right. They make it so -easy- for me."
"Eh, if you enjoy it, I suppose." Emmanuel allows with a little so-so gesture, "Ritsuka, meet Cara. Cara, meet Ritsuka. We had an interaction while I was being in the clinic. She chose not to torture me when she had power over me, hm? Gave me a phone. Offered to help." Emmanuel explains aside to Cara as he lowers to more of a kneel in front of the young woman.
Ritsuka is a slower typer sometimes. Sorry!
Ritsuka is being dragged someplace by a couple of people, her eyes are pretty wide, but it is only her hands that are bound up. Her eyes are wider under the sunglasses, in a state of fight or flight. Most noticeably though, her breathing is calm, but it is that difference between someone that might be about to twitch and act to the slightest sensation versus someone unaffected. Her eyes do fall onto Emmanuel, and after five seconds, the fight or flight does disarm just enough for her to ask "What is happening, Emmanuel-san?" She does not yet look at Cara, her eyes focused on the one familiar face.
"Well... I'll let you lead then Emmanuel. Though bear in mind contrary to what the Hand was trying to insist, I am not big on the idea of keeping slaves." Cara returns to Emmanuel, crossing her arms and taking a step back in symbollic deference to Emmanuel in this matter. "If the woman isn't a threat, we do not need to forcibly chip."
"I didn't pay for her to enslave her." Emmanuel assures Cara, turning his head a little to glance over his shoulder and answer her, before directing his gaze back upon Ritsuka, "You were kidnapped, hm? By a people's called the Syndicate. The bad sort of supernaturals that abuse their powers. The sort that we, Cara and I, try to stop." The man begins to explain to Ritsuka, "You aren't in any danger now. We've got you." He assures her then, reaching down to draw a knife from his person, and start sawing at her bonds, "This isn't just about owing you for helping me, but.. I do not think you are a monster, hm?"
Ritsuka feels that her hands are freed and it is then that the calm but tensive form runs in a shiver. The first thing she does is to look at her own wrists, and then to reach up to her neck. Then to wrap her arms around herself and to breathe in and then out. If left to linger as is, it will take her a few more seconds before she looks at Cara and then back at Emmanuel and then again at Cara. "I was just at home doing repairs." Another shiver and her chest raises again as she takes in another breathe. She mutters some words in japanese, but they sound more confused and her eyes grow distant for a single moment before falling askingly on Emmanuel.
Ritsuka subconsciously said, in a different language "Why would they do such a thing? I've tried to keep out of the troublesome business."
If allowed, Emmanuel would reach a hand over to gently squeeze at Ritsuka's shoulder, and then there's a quiet parting of his lips and a long, lingering look as he tries to parse what she'd said, "..Non?" He ventures eventually, clearing having no idea. He pushes up to his feet then, with the grunt of a far older man, and extends a hand down to Ritsuka to help her up too, "Come on, up, hm? Check your pockets. Make sure nothing was taken?"