Breakout meeting [open invite]

When one of Thunder’s apparent associates, or perhaps a member of his family was making a call to arms to help break him out of prison, Marceline had been initially receptive to the concept. Such was her playful, helpful persona that she presented on the villain chats, but in the end it was truly something she had to consider. She was hardly someone who wanted to be in the hot seat as the top villain around or anything of the sort, but, with so many big villains disappearing off the scene, from Sonya to even that Niso fellow becoming oddly quiet, it was a cause of concern that she might soon be the next big target. She tried to stay quiet, keep her business effective yet subtle as it should be… but with the amount of money she was planning to launder through her soon to be built casino… things could certainly escalate fast.

On the other hand, while unleashing Thunder to the world would act as a brilliant smoke screen to her operations, playing a part in his break out would put a target on her back, and beyond that, did she want him back out? She’d heard rumors he dealt in drug and sex trafficking, even a slave trade of sorts. Perhaps all just rumors but very chaotic businesses to say the least. Lots more money she could offer to launder… but also a very risky business to even be tangentially associated with…


oooo… but she couldn’t miss out now, could she?~ It was too good an opportunity to let past and she was sure she could find ways to maintain distance while still reaping the benefits of such a powerful associate owing her a favour or two. In part, that was why she had taken the approach she had today. Marcie, with her associate Sam, had each donned a disguise. Her clothes were rather natural, a casually worn set of office attire, a blouse with the sleeves rolled up, a few buttons undone, loosely tucked in and a nice fitting pencil skirt with light cuts up the side for freedom of movement. Sam dressed much more formally in a full suit and tie with a full face opera mask to hide her facial features like a true distinct bodyguard.

Of course, when Marcie was involved, that was nowhere near where the disguise ended. For Marcie herself she was donning the disguise of cat. Her long green hair replaced by a slightly less silky, but no less lustrous main of white, two feline ears that shifted and swayed with subtle motions, feline eyes and fangs in her teeth. There were other subtle changes, like paler skin and a slightly fuller figure, enough that no one could mistake her for ‘Marceline’ at a glance. As for Sam, to keep the disguise simple she had simply extended the girl’s hair with extensions, and turned it a deep blue. The two should easily pass for entirely separate individuals, especially to a crowd who didn’t know them so well.

Even Kado might be oblivious to who was in attendance. Afterall, Marcie had been making a point of disguising Sam as herself or one of her alter egos at times. It became even harder to tell who was who when you constantly saw mis-matched faces sharing a room.

“Meeeeeow toooooo-Nyah~” Following in just after the girl villain before her, Cat’s persona followed a rather upbeat tone, waving her arms above her head as she entered, Sam remaining silent at her side, examining the others in attendance. Powerful quirks meant she’d likely be of little use if a brawl broke out… but he job would always be to just get Marceline out of a situation alive.

With a twirl and a bow, her ears flicking forward with the dramatic motion, she flicked her free arm out to her side as she kept her head lowered. “Miss Mystrem sends her apologies she can not be in attendance, but she hopes I will be the purrrrfect proxy.~” She rose to a stand, her figure ‘bouncing’ a little as it settled, gesturing to the blue heard guard at her side. “My nyame is cat, and this handsome little bodyguard is…” She paused, she hadn’t actually came up with a name for her, but it easily came off as some playful ditziness with her act. “Hmmm… what was it agaaaaain…?~”

“Kaiyo Ma’am.” They spoke firmly, voice muffled by their mask.

“Aaaah yes. Kaiyo. I hope you don’t mind the extra company, Miss Mystrem just likes to make sure her employees are well looked after. Hope we're not too late, Nya?~”

(Marceline is in disguise as Cat, think black hanekawa in casually worn office attire. Sam is her bodyguard companion, no chosen FC, a black suit and tie, arms behind back, full face opera mask as a disguise, and long deep blue hair.)

Rei had seen Thundershock fight once, and for the supposed most powerful villain in Japan she hadn't been super impressed with his abilities. He had raw power, to be sure, but she'd found the use of it to be...underwhelming. Still, he had the reputation as the strongest even now, and his gratitude for this job could potentially open a few doors. Not to mention the reputation that could come from being one of the ones that helped break the man out of prison. There was also the promise of rewards as well, and much of her career as a villain had been done primarily for profit, the large woman having no real burning goal of her own that lead her to the criminal underworld, merely an atypical morality that meant she was quite capable of working within the society.

With all that in mind she made her way through the underground, her every step surprisingly quiet for someone quite as large as she was, though the crowds parted for her as she walked, like the parting of the sea, very few of the 'regular' denizens wanted to get in the path of someone who looked like her. Even with her skin currently the nut-brown she had been born with, her sheer size and clear musculature put many off the idea of approaching. A casual glance in the direction of a particularly brave pickpocket had the youth disappearing back into the crowd before they got too close.

Checking her phone briefly to make sure she wasn't too late, Rei approached the Crimson Dragon Inn and stalked through its halls in time to catch the introduction of Jun in the room beyond the door. She slid the door open quietly and casually planted a booted foot right against the much smaller villain's lower back, the size disparity meaning that the foot covered nearly the entirety of the other's back. "Dog eh? Perhaps this dog should bite to teach you some respect, ne?" she rumbled, putting the foot back down instead of kicking the small figure across the room like she almost did. 

Clad in a biker's outfit of denim jeans, heavy leather boots, fingerless gloves and a leather jacket that exposed her heavily muscled midriff, Rei looked every inch a dangerous delinquent. Scanning those present, the large woman gave a casual nod of her head rather than the more formal bow that she had been raised to use. "Name's Yojimbo, or Red if you've seen me in the chatroom" she declared, taking out a hip flask and swigging from it before coming to stand by the table. She didn't sit, unsure if the chairs would be able to hold her weight, one of the many issues that she faced being as large as she was.

"Let's hear what you've got in mind."