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Post by Atticus Batman on Jun 9, 2015 23:16:59 GMT
After MOM hugged Dinara, said " You are very welcome MOM." As she went back to my head, the little teen EGO couldn't help but think, "That was a nice and loving hug! If that's what it's like to have a mom, then Belle and Amber are sooo lucky! I just got an Atty!" she then giggles at her own mental joke.
As Lady runs off and I get her EGO message, I reply with, "What no kiss?! I expect an extra one tonight then! Love you too! Anyway, enjoy your talk with Lexy. See you later, Tianna."
Then I look at Belle. "You are very welcome Belle. Dinara is happy to help as well. As for Sazri I can not say for sure, but he does seem to like you and Volodja. So I am sure he is glad to help as well, and he is saying, "It was his pleasure so there you go." Now I must do some work." Haele unhooks the capacitor and I talk to her for a few seconds, then I go to make sure Wolfram and Volo are doing fine and see if they need anything, since I am just right next door. When I enter, Wolfram is busy talking with his new "assistant" Di and Erika about Kara's treatment. Volo is asleep at Wolfram's desk, so I am about to leave when I hear Sazri Kakusi in my head. "Hey Fleshling look! The Wolf-ram had basic holo-emmitters equipped in the office and Meatbag is asleep give me a second to say hello!"
I think back, "What are you up to Kakusi." And he responds with, "Just saying hello. Now please be quiet and let me have fun." I respond with, "Fine, but no hurting my friends." He says, "Relax." Then he appears in front of me, using the holo-emmiter to be solid.
He walks to desk and grabs a pen and piece of paper. Then he writes a note. It says:
As I watch, Kakusi gently lifts Volodja's head and places the note under it, so when he wakes up it is the first thing he sees. Thinking Kakusi is done, even though I should know better, I turn and walk out. As I do so, Kakusi makes a string of firecrackers appear and sticks it under Volo's desk then lights it. As it goes off and Volo jumps up in shock with the note placed nicely on the desk for him to see, all that can be heard in Wolfram's office is Sazri Kakusi's electrical laughter as he disappears to reappear back in my head.
I am entering the War Room as he does so. I go to my desk and sit down to work, not sure what Kakusi was up to and not sure I want to know.
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Post by Belle Starr on Jun 10, 2015 0:58:01 GMT
Lena Marr woke up naked in her bed, feeling rested but with the dried blood of her victims still on her. Her long lashed sky blue eyes glancing around their one room shack until they settled on Marcel Lestrange sitting only in a bath towel smoking a cigarette, a pensive look on his handsome face. Lena wondered briefly what he was thinking about then mentally shrugged, throwing off her covers and streaking over to him.
Lena grinned and threw her chalk white arms around his muscular neck kissing him on the lips, before walking slowly and seductively over to the shower. She looked over her alabaster shoulder at him with a mischievous smile, then adjusted the shower knobs and shower heads, caressing each one gently and lingering after each was set to her liking. Lena left the shower curtain open, giving Marcel a sensual show as she bathed herself in front of him and even after as she toweled herself off, taking particular care as to drying her ample breasts and shapely ass.
Lena sashayed over to where Marcel sat, throwing her bath towel high over her shoulder as she did, then ripping the towel around his waist off as well. Lena raised a white eyebrow and grinned wickedly as she surveyed what she found under his towel, seeing that her sexy performance had the desired effect on Marcel. She lifted one slender leg over his head and to his far side as she straddled him in his chair, now face to face with him.
Lena's grin grew bigger as she wiggled her nether regions until he was in position, then sat back quickly, her sky blue eyes growing wide as a gasp of pleasure escaped her lush lips. For half an hour Lena rose and fell, stopping short with an evil grin each time she felt he was about to explode with ecstasy, then she would start the up and down movement again. Finally, when she felt she could take no more herself, she let them both have release, as she screamed and he moaned in delight as they simultaneously reached orgasm.
Lena kissed him passionately as she felt him wither within her, but was reluctant to move to end the closeness they felt, so she merely rested her pretty head against his broad shoulder still straddling him as she asked, "So we are going after this Trevor fellow, huh? If he is the Trevor I think he may be, we might have a little trouble there. When I was Belle Starr's prison guard slash companion, Belle would hail a VBI bigwig named Trevor Tyler almost every day, and the way she was laughing most of the time during the call I got the distinct feeling that their relationship was more than just business. Sometimes I would even hear Belle give that silly girlish giggle women do when they are nervously interested in a guy! I tell you, it took all my acting skills not to just gag and puke right then and there!"
Lena sat on Marcel's lap and thought, wondering whether going after EGO implant with a self-aware EGO psyche like Marcel's Moira was worth maybe losing the love she presently had with him, then said, "I want an EGO, no question about that, but maybe we should just go after a standard one. I'm sure we can find one in storage somewhere, or just cut one out of some ark hunter maybe... but I don't know... I think a smart EGO like Moira could help me keep my voices quiet... or at least quieter," Then Lena raised her head so fast Marcel had brace himself to avoid both of them falling off the chair, her large unblinking sky blue eyes wide with excitement as she implored, "Let's ask Moira her opinion! Call her out and let's find out if she thinks a smart EGO could help me like she does you, only different - maybe!"
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Post by Lady Christianna on Jun 10, 2015 1:14:54 GMT
As Lady runs off and Atticus gets her EGO message, he replies with, "What no kiss?! I expect an extra one tonight then! Love you too! Anyway, enjoy your talk with Lexy. See you later, Tianna."
A pretty pout crosses Lady Christianna's pretty chalk white face when she get's Atticus' message, replying EGO to EGO," Sorry... excited. Love you! Miss you too! Hugs and kisses!"
As Lady enter the base hanger and sees the huge airship, she smiles enigmatically but her large pink eyes beam with excitement, She quickly makes her way to the ship's cockpit, seating herself in the pilot's seat, she asks out loud, Lexy?" She then juts a small chalk white thumb at herself, "Lady!" then added after a second, "Your new pilot."
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Post by Belle Starr on Jun 10, 2015 2:08:48 GMT
As Belle Starr was getting things organized with Zork, the huge Sensoth in charge of supplies, for the trip to Defiance, she received a hailer call, answering, "Bell Starr here, what can I do for y'all? Law Keeper Cooper? Is this about the Grid? No? What then? Un huh... un huh... un huh... Okay then, we sure can look into that for you! No problem, and I'll report back to you when I find out something! Bye now!" "Zork," Asked Belle, "Can you take care of finishing supplying the ship for the mission?" "Sure thing Miss Starr", Growled Zork. Belle smiled, and said, "Now you know I asked you to call me Belle, Zork!" Zork rolled his eyes and smiled, a gesture that would scare most humans, "I've got it handled Miss Belle." Belle decided not to push the name issue, merely replying, "Thank you kindly Zork!" Then left for the base garage. Belle knew Erika was busy with her children, Lady was getting acquainted with the airship, and Chris was loathe to leave Fortress K'shaa, so that left only two team members who might be able to go with her on this investigation, so she called Atticus and Volodja EGO to EGO, saying, "Guys, I know we are all busy getting ready for the Defiance mission, but an opportunity to better relations with the local authorities has come up! Law Keeper Cooper of Paradise just called me, asking me to investigate a grisly crime over at The Fork! Evidently a scared ark hunter came to his office at Iron Demon Ranch, claiming to find everybody dead over at The Fork, so he sent over a deputy who confirmed the ark hunter's story finding a score of dead bodies there and one live one! Evidently, the only survivor seems to be a local crime figure from the Tarr family, Angelo Tommasino. Cooper is afraid it might be the beginning of a gang war, so he's talking to Varus right now, and want's me to investigate at The Fork simultaneously! Early in my career as ark hunter, I would often take deputy law keeper jobs from him, as I seemed to have a knack at solving crimes. Seems his deputy is a young fellow and a bit green, and I'm closer to the crime scene than anybody else Cooper could send! I had an... odd... run-in with Stahma Tarr, and I'd rather not get involved with the lady if I don't have to, so would one or both of you check it out with me and talk to the Tommasino varmint for me?"  |
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Jun 10, 2015 3:43:59 GMT
Hearing muffled explosion which woke him up from his sleep, Volodja's first thought was to hid behind the desk and grab the gun. But he followed his second thought instead, realizing that he was in Wolfram's office. Second thought suggested to investigate his surroundings and so he did, spotting a note from Kakusi. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, read it and grinned. Prank was successful indeed, because Volodja was awakened in most effective manner, he had immediate adrenaline rush in his body and despite having a little shock, his mind was fully awakened at once and sharp as it usually was., when he muttered: "Last pranks are usually played on pranksters. So we will get even one day, Sazri Kakusi."
It was time for Volodja to become useful again and keep maintaining the working system because he was not sure if he ever wants to try to shake the world with his ideas any more. Maybe he is better at doing daily work and handling those little but important things that keep the mechanism working and leave heroic stuff to heroes. After all - he was an ordinary man with most ordinary capabilities and skills, not a superhero, so he sat down and finished the lesson plan for the school first. Only weak spot in there, were missing EGO-s, because couple of teachers were still in Belle's dream machine. And that applied at least for one student as well. So lesson plan will be put to work only after they release captured EGO psyches. And of course he will join that expedition to find Pyotr, so they can save that part of their little family, reunite Volodja's lovely girlfriend Sandy with her corporeal body and provide her with an EGO psyche. Then he can return to his new daily routine.
Hearing Belle's message, he considered what to say and replied calmly: "I will fulfil any part you give me. At moment you are in better position to decide where I fit in most effective way. Feel feel to drag me along. Until that I will try to finish my paper work, so everything will be done before our expedition." After saying that, Volodja lowered his head above papers again and continued his struggle with almighty bureaucracy. Maybe it is the most heroic deed he ever will be doing, because bureaucracy was like a Hydra of Lerna, capable to grow back every separated part of it's body.
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Post by Marcel Lestrange on Jun 10, 2015 4:40:44 GMT
Moira didn't let ask her twice. She left Marcel's mind, turned her pretty face delicately away from naked couple and said: "I'd prefer some intelligent company indeed, so I suggest to get sentient EGO psyche for yourself to maintain some order around here, because I get more and more work to do after Marcel discovered that he is a boy in love. We, EGO-s can't handle emotions. Even sentient ones can't do that. Let me explain.
Normal EGO is designed to warn a host from dangers and scan environment and such. Sentient ones, like I am, can be also a companions and keep their hosts out of trouble in more effective way, because even I have to keep Marcel alive, whether I want it or not. But I can do my part to fix mistakes he makes and keep him in relatively balanced, so he won't burden his dark conscious with too many sins. But he fell in love with you by himself and even if I wanted to prevent him, I can't. It's his business. And between us, girls, it does him good, when he found somebody special, because you are a really special girl, Lena. In many ways you are." And Moira left the stage with a grin on her pretty Asian face, leaving that crazy couple, who was crazily in love with each other which made them even crazier, to digest her words.
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Post by Atticus Batman on Jun 10, 2015 7:57:26 GMT
After I get Belle's EGO message, I get a security alert about an issue in the Mess that has gotten too out of control for the 3 security personel in there to handle, so they need back up. I notify them that I am on my way.
Then I reply with an EGO message to her and Volo. I growl slightly as I say, "Pooper can go dak himself! However it has been a while since I saw a good bloodbath, so count me in. I have an issue to deal with in the Mess first because Leautenant Oenfer is busy outside training some new sentry guards. So I will go help Ralph with the issue in the Mess then meet you in the main garage. I will meet both of you there in say 20 minutes. I will have Dinara message you if it takes longer. However Cooper can still go dak himself...perhaps with a chargeknife. I will even give him one just for that purpose."
I blur to my room and quickly put on my Supporter armor and Collective infiltrator helm, and grab my amakuni blade and my EXL SMG. Then I quickly run to the Mess. As I enter the room, I see two people brawling and several others throwing food at them, just as a pie hits me in the face. My aura flashes bright white, making everyone look toward the door as I say in a deep angry voice, "That is NOT dakking funny! Stop fighting before I shoot all of you!"
Everyone stops except the two jackasses who continue their fight. I say, "Alright everyone in here who is NOT about to be thrown in the brig or infirmary WILL clean the Mess and kitchen to Ralph's exact standards. NOW!" I then approach the two guys fighting and notice one is an off-duty Castithan from maintenance that had already been suspended from maintenance by Chris Robet for his attitude, a couple of times. The other is an Irathiant from engineering. I approach them cautiously because I can smell the booze eminating from their pores.
I say, "Alright the fight is over. Consider it a draw and drop it now." The Irathiant reluctantly agrees, but the Castithan has his own idea. The Castithan hits the Irathiant hard in the face, breaking his nose, then in the back of the head, knocking him to the ground. Then he calls me a kwofo (a type of Votan worm) and pulls out his ezuchiro (chargeblade). Then he swings his blade at me, in his right hand. As I grab his right hand with my left hand, I can see the obvious signs that he is on the drug, Blue Devil (adreno). Just then he pulls out a smaller blade with his left hand and slices my left arm with it. He gets lucky and the blade slices into a weak spot in the armor's tunic, in the upper arm, just below the reinforced shoulder plates. My aura flashes white again as I Front Kick him in the groin, then I deliver an elbow strike to the back of his neck. As he falls forward, I move to the side, and just as quickly get behind him and I apply a rear choke hold, keeping it in place until he is unconscious.
As soon as he hits the ground, I pickup and hand his blades to one of the security officers that were trying to break up the fight, then I pull out some zipties and tie his hands.
After the Irathiant is helped up, I look at the security. "I will help our drunk and broken-nosed friend to Medical, since I obviously must stop there anyway. One of you come with me, so you can escort him to the brig for the night after he is patched up. Then come back here afterwards and make sure everyone else helped clean up the place. The other two will take the unconscious fool to the Brig! Dakking enyasho is lucky I didn't kill him!!! Replace those zipties with cuffs right away and be careful, he is on Blue Devil! I will have Doctor Orion send somebody there to look him over, since the medical staff will feel much safer with our drug addicted fool in lockup while they treat him. You three are also ordered to attend the Iron Giant's next hand to hand training course, since you are obviously a little green! Now get moving!!"
As they carry the unconscious Castithan to the Brig, I apologize to Ralph for what I am about to do. Then I grab one of his good linen cloths and use it as a tornuquet. After applying the temporary bandage I, and one of the security officers, help the Irathiant to Medical. On my way Dinara sends Belle and Volo an EGO message. "Sorry Atty had um complications. Pulease give him another 5 minutes. He needs to see Doctor Orion. Then he will join you in the Garage."
When I get into Medical, Doctor Orion has another doctor look at the other guy, and he removes the linen cloth and looks at the wound. He takes me into a private room and has me remove my upperbody armor then he looks at the wound closer and says, "Hmm even with your jumpsuit and armor that was pretty deep. You are lucky that you have an advanced EGO but it looks like it will still take several hours to heal and I must stitch it. So be good and hold still." Doctor Orion stiches my wound, then puts a wrap over it to better protect it, since he knows that I just will not let, what I consider, a minor wound slow me down.
After it is stitched and wrapped, I put my jumpsuit and armor back on. Once everything is on and adjusted, I concentrate long enough to repair the cut in my "organic" jumpsuit. Then look closely and can see part of the blue jumpsuit through the cut in the dark red sleeve of my armor's tunic. Unfortunatley I do not have time to change tunics or have it repaired, so I go to the garage as is. Volodja and Belle are already loaded into a Durango. Belle in the front passenger seat and Volo in back.
I get into the driver's seat. On our way, Belle asks about the issue in the Mess and why I had to visit the infirmary, as well as the concern in Dinara's voice. I tell them, as I continue to drive the Durango to the Fork. I pull up to the Fork, parking near the Tarr vendor, and get out.
As I look around, I can't help but say what is on my mind. "Wow look at all this death and carnage! Looks like somebody was looking for a specific person and didn't want any witnesses! Got to love the finnesse and technique in the killings. Looks like mostly blaster and blade damage. I am going to keep looking around. One of you can talk to the damn survivor. The guy probably hid in the vendor to avoid this, if he didn't do it. If he ran instead of hiding to find out who would do this, he better hope nobody let's the Tarr family KNOW what a coward he is, because then he will be dead as well. They will tolerate it, if he stuck around and hid so he could tell them who did it and who they were after. However they will not tolerate a man who runs away and doesn't get them any useful information."
As I say that, I watch Tommasino, who realizes I am secretly telling him that if he let's on that I am still in contact with the Tarr family that I WILL make sure he disappears. However if he comes up with a decent story to explain what we see and I already pointed out, that I will back his story as long as he keeps my secret.
In the ship hangars, Lexy hears Lady ask "Lexy?" Then registers Lady jut a small chalk white thumb at herself, and say "Lady!" then add after a second, "Your new pilot."
Lexy responds with excitement in her childish voice."Ooooh, the alabaster pilot girl! Um sorry, Commander Taffer told me I shouldn't not call you that! I should calls you your name! Lady!! I like you, Lady! You are so accurate and attentive!"
With uncertainty in her voice, Lexy then says, "I am not sure about the Harbinger Giant though. I knowed he was your boyfriend last time you where in me, buuuuut, he seems soooo scary and did help Commander Taffer make sure I can't use my arm guns to shoots stuffs! But the Harbinger Giant did listen to my suggestions about improving my abilities and he didimprove them so they work better and improve my sensors so I can see further and better! He even said I was VERY efficient. And say I could calls him Atticus! So that is good! Right?! That IS all good?!"
Then with worry and a little fright in her voice, she says, "But where is Commander Taffer? I am supposed to listen to him! My daddy said so, before he left me! Did Commander Taffer leave me too? Did I do something wrong? Nobody even talks to me much! That gorrilla guy Zork says hi. Even the Harbinger Giant Atticus checks on me regularly, but only Chris the hellbug guy comes and talks to me regularly. But he mostly talks about his bugs! Boring! Hellbugs this, hellbugs that! Blah blah blah! I is sooo lonely by myselfs sometimes, but don't wanna hear about bugs! YUCK! Most like to chew on or poopy on me!! Atleast that Tim one doesn't chew on me, but he does poopy on my floors! That is so yucky and rude! But Chris promised he will make sure timmybug uses a poopybox next time he is onboard! The little ship doesn't talk back. Does it not have an AI or is it's AI just not active? Will you be my friend and help me not always be lonely? Sorry I is talkin alots but it gets soo lonely by myselfs!!"
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Post by Belle Starr on Jun 10, 2015 9:54:31 GMT
The edges of Belle Starr's rose petal lips turned down after Atticus Batman said his unusual monologue in a voice loud enough to be heard by the survivor. Belle sensed that from Atticus' body language and tone of voice, that he was hiding that he knew the survivor, but what else was he hiding? This survivor, Tomassino, also showed he knew Atticus, for Belle's enhanced senses could hear his heartbeat become both more rapid and louder when he saw Atticus. It could be that he just recognized Atticus' armor and knew him and feared him from his reputation as the Harbinger of Death as a lot of people in the Bay Area did, but Belle had seen that reaction before, and this seemed somewhat different.
A brief thought went through Belle's mind, and she immediately chastised herself for thinking it, that was that maybe Atticus himself was the perpetrator of The Fork massacre. She dismissed the thought quickly, not because he wasn't capable of such a crime, for she knew he had done such deeds before, but now days only to criminals he deemed worthy of death, and she could tell some of the victims at this crime scene were innocents. Furthermore, Atticus had the perfect alibi, being at the base with her at the time the murders were committed.
Belle asked Volodja to please question Tomassino, then she knelt by the side of a body she recognized, the teenage son of a rancher she knew in Madera. He was killed with one shot to his chest from a VOT blaster of some type, she was sure of that having seen a multitude of such wounds before. She wished Law Keeper Cooper would deliver the sad news to his father, but she knew she would take on that responsibility, however that was a problem for later. She wondered what the boy was doing here, but as she searched his pockets, the question was answered soon for she found several vials of the illegal drug Adreno there. That was two instances she ran into in one day involving Adreno. Belle didn't believe in coincidences, but that was a different crime than the one they were sent to investigate.
A lanky good looking young man about Belle's age in a deputy law keeper's uniform wandered over and introduced himself, "Deputy Dash Morgan at your service, Miss Starr. Coop said I should give you free reign in investigating this... well, the folk are already calling it The Fork Massacre. Any ideas so far?"
Belle stood up looking resplendent in her Liberty Trooper armor, and the deputy's brown eyes showed he obviously appreciated the beauty of the blond woman in it. Belle smiled warmly shaking his hand, as she said, "Please call me Belle! The murders were brutal, but obviously systematic!"
Belle wandered the crime scene, following the trail of bodies, Deputy Morgan following her as she thought out loud, "The trail of bodies lead this way, from the Tarr family vendor - look here, the murderer obviously ran out of bullets, and then started to use a small bladed weapon to keep killing! I'm pretty sure there was only one killer, seeing the pattern here, but it wasn't planned, maybe a rage kill, but once started, the killer was incredibly effective and efficient!"
Belle followed the path of carnage up the ramp to the second floor of the ruins at The Fork, finding The Weasel's body at in a corner, saying, "Look at how this guys's head is nearly severed off! I think he was the target of the murderer's anger! All the other murders were done with deadly efficiency, but this was a definite overkill! Somebody was darn mad at this poor guy about something!"
Belle knelt by the body, finding a footprint in the victim's blood, "Now this is all preliminary, but I think the perpetrator of this crime was a woman. That's a high heel boot print if I ever saw one! Look at the strange heel pattern - that's a female Zwase Warrior boot! That's a customary Castithan garb, although that doesn't have to mean the murderer is Castithan! Anyway, I think our survivor is off the hook, for I'm almost 100% sure the murderer is a woman, but let's let forensics confirm or disprove my suspicions!"
As they walked back downstairs, Deputy Morgan remarked, "Wow! That was amazing Belle! I've been an admirer of your work in the Bay Area since I got here, but I have to say - you are even more beautiful and talented in person. I'd kick myself if I didn't take the opportunity when I have it: There is a dance at Ara Shondu's consulate thrown for the folk of Paradise, and I've heard you like to dance, so would you do me the honor of going with me to it?"
Belle smiled, trying to think of a way of letting him down in a nice way, when suddenly she found herself saying, "Thank you Dash, I'd love to go! Give me a call and we'll iron out the details!"
As Belle scribbled out her phone number on a piece of paper Deputy Morgan scrounged up from somewhere, Belle thought to herself, "Why not? He's cute, and he likes to dance, which is hard to find in a man these days, and I'm available now, so what the heck! Although a murder scene is a wierd place to make a date, but that's the story of my life!"
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Post by Lady Christianna on Jun 10, 2015 13:37:46 GMT
"Hela," Thought Lady Christianna, "This is going to be more work than I thought. I need help! SANDY!"
Sandy appeared as a hologram in her uniform fatigues standing behind where Lady was seated in the cockpit, saying, "Hi Lexy, I'm Lady's EGO, and as you can tell, she doesn't like to say a lot of words. Everything is just fine, and we all just have been really busy, but we'll both be checking in on you much more often, believe me! Commander Taffer had to go do some things - secret mission, hush, hush - we don't know exactly where he is either! However, I'm sure Taffer would like us all to talk together and for you to listen to us, so we can all become good friends. Now let me let you in on a secret I do know: Lady is four months pregnant, and she can get a bit testy at times, so please understand her hormones are just raging in here!"
"Hey!" Exclaimed Lady with a pout.
"Just saying," Replied Sandy with a grin, "Anyway, please co-operate with Lady, as she is really going to need you help with this mission to Defiance. Now I'm going to leave you to get acquainted."
Sandy then disappeared from sight, but kept in audio contact in case Lady needed her help. Sandy felt Lady needed to assert herself more and this was the perfect opportunity, when bullets weren't flying or the team was facing impending doom. Furthermore, since the ship's AI was like a child's, the sooner Lady had experience dealing with children, the better.
Lady sat there alone, staring at the pilot's console with wide pink eyes, biting her lower teeth not sure what to do, so she began again, "Um...Hi... I guess I'm in charge here... don't know what I'm doing... will you help me Lexy... will you be my friend?"
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Post by Belle Starr on Jun 10, 2015 14:08:52 GMT
Lena got up from Marcel's lap and went over to her clothes rack, trying to figure out what she should wear for the day, and talking as she did so, "So it's unanimous, right? All three of us think I should get an intelligent EGO, no question about it!"
Lena pulled out several outfits - a miner's outfit, a city nomad's outfit, even a reporter's outfit - rejecting each in turn, until she came upon a skin tight black Delta Nine outfit with red piping and saying with a smile, "This will do!"
As Lena put on the outfit so that Marcel could see her get dressed, because she knew he liked to watch, she commented, "You know it's a damn shame I can't take credit for what I did at The Fork. I mean, how the hell am I ever going to be as famous as Belle Starr if I got to always hide my accomplishments? It's just not fair!"
Lena moved in front of the cracked vanity mirror, applying her makeup, as she asked him, "So where and how are we going to grab this VBI big wig? I'm hoping the when is now, because I can't wait to get my smart EGO!" After a moment's hesitation, she added, "Hmm, should I put on red or black lipstick?"
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Jun 10, 2015 14:17:48 GMT
Volodja Uljanov investigated crime scene on his own. Careful examination of every body confirmed his suspicions about one murderer, as Belle and that Dash suspected, because quick comparison of bullet wounds and bullets showed that they were shot from a same firearm. Every sign pointed to the use of a quick blaster. And those clean edged cut wounds, usually on throats were made with a really sharp weapon, like a razor blade. No, no. It HAD to be a razor, deciding about wounds, because there was no cutting marks on victims clothing or limbs. There weren't any signs of stabbing wounds either. Only cuts. Wounds were only in soft places of a human body, like throats or necks, damaging carotid arteries and jugular veins. Volodja knew razors were made of very brittle and breakable steel which gets badly damaged if it impacts hard surfaces. That was interesting. Actually it was really interesting, because nobody uses razors in times where you can have a battle knife or a mighty chargeable sword to slash people. Using razor as a fighting weapon was a sign of remarkable skills, because razors don't have locking mechanisms, so dexterity and know how are essential things on razor fighting, and whoever did it had to have a very unconventional mind, because razors are not exactly the best tools for hand in hand combat. Last corpse in ruins was most interesting, because of it's almost severed head and guy was not killed in fight, because there was not any signs of the struggle. Volodja observed reminds of the wall behind the dead body and spotted tiny blood drips. Guy was just standing by that wall when his throat was cut. In the dust were couple of footprints. Really small foot prints with clear high heel marks. That means only one thing - it must be a work of the woman. Belle was right again. And deciding from freshness of blood drips and clear footprints, that guy was killed last and signs, like impression of fear on guy's ugly face, showed that guy was talking with his murderer. Maybe he was begging for his life. That assumption sounded logical.  Examining body more closely gave some fascinating results too, because Volodja found a small calendar notebook hidden in a inner chest pocket of the jacket dead guy wore. The notebook contained mostly initials and numbers, so only owner knew what was written there, but Volodja could try to decipher meaning of them on his own. Deciding from numbers behind initials, they marked sums he received from something. Latest note caught Volodja's attention: "1 R to LM for a BJ +" written under today's page. "+" sign marked obviously the completed deal, because similar signs were put after others notes too. No sums, but only initials were written this time and since guys pockets were untouched and there was not much money in them anyway he must received his last payment in some other form than cash. Volodja assumed that first initial meant merchandise and second ones could mean the name of the buyer. "R"? Maybe that "R" was a razor? After all - they were really rare things, because most men used safety razors these day or grew facial hair. A wild guess, but it might be right one. He must question Tommasino about that if he is willing to talk. Maybe he knows about person of the mysterious LM as well? Belle don't want to speak with Tommasino, because he was mobster, but maybe that pretty boy in a deputy uniform wants to help Volodja. Or maybe not, because Volodja spotted well hidden signs of fear on his face when deputy looked at Tommasino. Guy was afraid of high ranked mobster. It was not a news to Volodja that insignificant looking Tommasino was feared by most of people who knew who he really was. It was natural to be afraid of him, except in some cases. Atticus was not afraid of Tommasino, Belle just despised him and Volodja was friend of his and he was not scared even in their first meeting, avoiding fatal consequences because of that, although he knew right away how dangerous Tommasino was. "Bon giorno, Tommasino," he greeted the feared consigliere of the infamous Tarr Family. "Let's have a conversation about what happened here, if you want to, of course." After all Tommasino considered him to be his friend and maybe he was willing to speak with Volodja more openly. |
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Post by Marcel Lestrange on Jun 10, 2015 16:08:38 GMT
"Red is nice," said Marcel, satisfied with a sight of dressing Lena. "As long your lipstick is kissing proof which I am intending to find out right after you are finished with your make up. It matches your outfit and did I mention that those clothes look really sexy on you? They fit you like other skin, showing how beautiful your body is. And you should not worry about your fame, Lena-darling. When we finish with taking over this territory, everyone who has any influence, will know who we are. I think that will be worth of waiting a bit. Final results are those which count. If we get real power, we get fame and fortune as a nice addition. We will be moving soon, right after I finish dressing and testing that lipstick." Marcel rose from the chair and started to dress as well. It has to be something black, practical and tight, like a Defiant Few reckon gear. That should match Lena's outfit, because creating impression is important part of public relations. Having matching clothes was one way to achieve that. Especially when Lena decides to use red lipstick, so both of them can wear same colours - red and black.  |
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Jun 10, 2015 17:19:47 GMT
"Salve, Volodja," replied Tommasino. "You have caught me in really difficult moment, my friend."
"I understand that, Tommasino, but talking about it might relieve your burden," said Volodja to him. "If you want to, of course."
"I might, but not here. Let's go a bit further so nobody can hear us. And you have to give your word of honour that no other good guy, except you, will hear about it."
Volodja accepted that proposal by giving his word to Tommasino and after they moved into a more private place, Tommasino said: "I can tell you who did it, but if you want to know why they did this, then forget about it. I gave my word to keep quiet about their reasons. And I won't tell publicly a single word about what happened here. Especially to the cops who are afraid of me, like that one over there. For them I have only one answer - I didn't saw or heard anything. Cu e surdu, orbu e taci, campa cent'anni 'mpaci ("He who is deaf, blind, and silent will live a hundred years in peace," Volodja translated). I am not a rat, as you know, but a stand-up guy, following the Omerta. But since it's not a Family business, I can talk with you without breaking the code of silence. The main target was that facia bruta Ronnie "The Weasel" Weasley. He was a trader and provider of exotics, like..."
"Razors, for example?" asked Volodja. "Sold to certain LM today?"
"Correctamundo, Volodja! Even if you only guessed that, you are right," Tommasino confirmed. Use of fonzism showed that Tommasino was amazed. "And if you want to know who that LM is, although I suspect that you know that already like you knew about razor, then it's Lena. Lena Marr, my old business contact. She is teamed up with a French guy, some Marcel Lestrange and more than one way, because they share everything, including the bed as long as I understood their relations."
Volodja was surprised. His old acquittance Marcel got involved into a lot of things after putting his feet to the territory of remains of United States. First he attempted to kill Lady Christianna and now he became responsible for The Fork Massacre with his new partner and love interest Lena Marr. Marcel and Lena became a deadly couple after falling in love. Unbelievable! But he could not stay awed for a long, because Tommasino started to describe what happened there and how Lena brutally killed every living soul at The Fork, except him, because Marcel wanted to spare him as a business partner for the future.
Tommasino ended his story with words: "It was an unplanned massacre actually, because Marcel came here to ask information about certain persons belonging into powerful organization, not to kill anyone. Unfortunately it's our business affair, so I can't tell you any more details, but you were right - talking with you made me feel easier, like I was on confessional booth, because you promised not to tell any good guys about Marcel and Lena. Hopefully next time we can talk about more pleasant things. And one more thing - I could use a good razor. Maybe you can find me one?"
"We will, Tommasino," promised Volodja, before leaving Tommasino to create a myth about the infamous Fork Massacre and his survival. "And I might have a present for you next time. It might not be a razor, but I think you will like it anyway." The shook hands before Volodja returned to rest of the team and deputy law keeper. He approached to Belle Starr and Atticus Batman, saying to them: "I know who did it, but unfortunately I had to give my word of honour not to tell any good guys about what's happened here."
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Post by Belle Starr on Jun 10, 2015 21:02:12 GMT
Volodja approached to Belle Starr and Atticus Batman, saying to them: "I know who did it, but unfortunately I had to give my word of honour not to tell any good guys about what's happened here."
A storm cloud grew over Belle Starr's head as she fumed over Volodja's words. Her pretty freckled face grew red not from embarrassment as usual, but from anger as she pointed a pale finger to the dead body of a young man laying nearby, and stated in a stern voice, "I'm going to have to tell the father of that boy that his youngest son is dead later today! The boy may be guilty of nothing worse than being in the wrong place at the wrong time, or having an addiction to an illegal drug! Whatever may be the case, he didn't deserve to die in this violent way and neither did his family deserve to suffer over his death!"
Belle folded her arms tightly across her armored chest as she continued, her blue diamond eyes looking at him coldly, "Our team exists to help innocents! We went to the moon and beyond to save innocents! Now Volo, are you seriously telling me you know what horrible excuse for a human being did this and you will not tell the law because you gave your word of honor?!?! There is no honor if Justice is sacrificed for the sake of it! I'm going to give you one chance to tell me what you know, and then I'm going over to that two-bit mobster and shake the truth out of him, because it's not hard to figure out who you gave your word of honor to! Either way, Justice will be served in the end, and I will catch who did this and see to it that they are punished to the full measure of the law!"
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Jun 11, 2015 3:27:23 GMT
Volodja looked at Belles ice cold eyes and said: "Since I have to choose between justice and breaking my word, even if I gave it to Tommasino, relatively reasonable mobster, who at moment is victim of the crime and follows his code of honour, Omerta, which is categorical prohibition of cooperation with state authorities or reliance on its services, even when one has been victim of a crime, then every decision I make, will disgrace me in some way. I either betray you and the justice or betray Tommasino and his trust. Either way I will be the bad guy. I guess that I am on my own from now on. In this case leaving is the only solution for me to remain honourable at least in my own eyes. By the way - Tommasino rather dies than breaks his code of silence. And I rather die than break my word of honour. Maybe one day you will understand my reasons. And if you try to arrest me, then I am afraid that you have to kill me first. I have been causing only trouble lately, including this one here, so maybe killing me will be the best solution after all. Oh and one more thing - where the poor farm boy gets money to buy drugs?"
Saying that, Volodja turned around and left The Fork. He lost everything he cared about with a single minute and now he had nothing left, but his honour. Probably he loses that too, so it won't matter what will happen to him afterwards. That was the best he could do - his and Belle's word of honour released Lena on those people and she killed everyone, although Volodja doubted about their innocence. And it was not Belle's fault - she was not responsible of Lena's further actions. It was Lena's and Marcel's decision to kill those people. But Volodja was more guilty than anyone else, because he released not only Lena, but also Marcel, making everything possible. He had no excuses for his deeds, so he must be punished.
There was another reason for him to have his last battle - since Volodja deeply cared about Belle, he decided to die as a bad guy instead of crushing her idealistic dream about better world where justice was simply a justice, instead of being a really complicated thing with lot of grey areas. If his death was the only thing left to maintain Belle's innocence and will to fight for the better world, then he will pay the price, so Belle could create better future to this area she cared about so much. So he threw away his firearm, leaving only his sapper shovel to hang on his belt. That should be enough for his last fight if it has to happen. At least he can choose the place for that - that Ark fall should be suitable enough. He grabbed his sapper shovel, swung it in air and marched straight into a battle. At least he could try to save more innocents before taking his last breath.
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