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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2018 22:39:02 GMT -4
Alaster was currently in the middle of a job. He was tasked with finding and beating a man who had borrowed money from the gang, but was refusing to pay them back. His orders were to find and "persuade" the man to pay up. Sadly, Alaster was prohibited from actually killing him. After all, he couldn't collect from a dead man. Working with him were two fellow gang members, Pex and Mummy. As their aliases implied, Pex was a muscular man with huge pectorals, while Mummy was covered head to toe in bandages.
They had received word that their target, Haiza Momoto, worked at a club in the southwestern portion of Kabukicho. Alaster and Mummy were both currently waiting for Pex in a car while he talked to the bouncer outside the club to convince him to let the group in. After waiting for nearly fifteen minutes, Alaster was beginning to lose his patience. "What's taking that bloody idiot so long? If I knew he was this incompetent, I would have just done it myself!" Mummy nodded. "You know how he's like, Crowley. All muscle and no brain."
A couple of minutes later, Pex had finally arrived. "Sorry fer da wait, but we good now!" Alaster glared at his idiotic partner. "And just what the hell took you so long? You had one simple job!" Pex grinned. "Well I woulda gotten it done faster, but I was busy plowin yer mother!" As he laughed and Mummy shook his head and sighed, Alaster spoke with a cold voice. "My mum's dead." Pex immediately stopped laughing. "Aw man, sorry, Crowley. I didn't know." Mummy sighed again and spoke. "Let's just get this damn job over with."
As the three men entered the club, they noticed just how packed the place was. Of freaking course! How were they supposed to spot Momoto in this bloody crowd? The three headed to one of the tables and sat down. Perhaps by carefully scanning the area, they could notice Momoto and get him before he tried to run.
To help pass the time, Alaster spoke with Mummy. At least he had more of a chance at a decent conversation talking with Mummy than with Pex. "So Mummy, I have a girlfriend and Pex is into dead people. What about you?" Mummy chuckled. "I'm gay. I'm actually getting married next week." Alaster was surprised. Mummy looked like the kind of guy who wasn't interested in dating, let alone marriage. "Really? Well good for you, man!"
Pex then began speaking, and this time, it was actually something relevant. "Ay Crowley. Dat our guy right there?" Alaster looked at the person Pex was pointing to. There he was. Haiza Momoto! Alaster had an idea. "It'll look suspicious if we all go after him. You two stay near the exit, and grab him if he tries to run. I'll go after him myself." As the two nodded, Alaster made his way to the man. Momoto was a slippery one, but Alaster wasn't going to let him get away!
Unfortunately, it seemed as though Alaster and his partners weren't the only ones interested in Mamoto. Someone else seemed to want to go after him as well.
WORDS 535 TAGS Lorian NOTES Silly simple intro |
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Post by Lorian on Aug 16, 2018 12:18:57 GMT -4
"Surtr, confirmation on objective?" A calm feminine voice rang out, eliciting a small frown from a heavily cloaked patron sitting up front at the bar. "Aye." He mumbled softly, eyes locking onto a man from underneath the shadow of his overhanging hood. "Subject appears to be heavily inebriated..." He noted, leaving down a few yen at the table and standing up. Lorian had been surprised at how easily they accepted his fake I.D., denoting his age as twenty despite his... less than optimal looks. And so he had weaseled his way into the club, seating at a post where no suspicion would be drawn looking around - embarrassingly enough the 'hook-up' seats. He turned away a few... sultry women with the excuse that he was simply waiting for his new date to return from the bathroom. He didn't understand why they were so interested - they could hardly seen any of his features in the first place!
Regardless, Lorian started to worm his way through the crowd as Haiza Momoto began heading for a back door - probably to regurgitate however many drinks the man had slyly took under the nose of the bar manager. It was honestly a miracle the sleaze was still employed in the first place, and Lorian suspected he might have a few connections to unsavory friends. "Heads up. You might have some company. Eight o' clock, shorter one with the white hair." Lorian spared the newcomer only a passing second of a glance, not wanting to draw attention to himself. "Do we know what he's here for?"
A short pause and rhythmic clacking of keys filled his earpiece for a moment before Karla responded: "Our mutual employer keeps an eye on the smaller groups the hang around. This looks like the attack dog of one of the bigger ones. If I had to make an educated guess, I'd assume they're after Momoto - probably looking to either recruit him or collect on some downpayments."
Lorian paused, watching as Momoto exited the building and the door swung shut behind him. Perhaps he should simply let the gang member do his 'thing' first? Though, Karla had admitted to not knowing his true intentions - and if he were kidnapped or killed by them payment would be forefeit. He resumed his quick pace, reaching the door a few seconds later and brushing out into the alleyway.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2018 13:28:40 GMT -4
"Aw man, I knew I should have taken it easy on the drinks!" Feeling nauseous, Haiza Momoto wandered to the back door of the club. Quickly shoving the door open and heading outside, he made his way to the nearby trash can. It was just at the nick of time, too. Momoto felt his insides churning. Leaning over the trash can, he felt his lunch violently exit his body from his mouth. After vomiting, he got down on the floor. He debated asking the boss to clock out early, but then he'd have to explain why he felt nauseous in the first place. Damn.
Momoto was then startled when he felt a hand grab his back and pulled him up to his feet. He then heard an unfamiliar and frankly creepy voice speak from behind him. "Bloody hell! You don't look so good, Mister Momoto."
Alaster was wondering if he had been noticed by Momoto as he changed direction and headed toward the back door of the club. Upon careful observation, however, it appeared that Momoto had one too many drinks and was feeling the need to throw up. Carefully following him outside, he then watched as Momoto vomited onto the trashcan. As he fell to the floor, Alaster approached him, picked him up from the floor, and casually spoke to him. He wasn't getting away now!
"Look mister, I don't know who you are or what you want, but I'm not interested in talking right now." Alaster smiled at Momoto. "It's a shame, because I'm in quite the mood to speak with you, and I must insist we chat. The name's Crowley, and as for what I want, well..." Alaster placed a hand on Momoto's shoulder and leaned in close. "Let's discuss your debt."
Oh crap! Momoto began to panic. I knew I should have never gotten involved with those gangsters! Mamoto looked at Alaster. "Look man, I'm working right now, see? I can't pay you guys back if I don't get a paycheck. So how about you just wait a bit and..." His sentence was cut short as Alaster shoved him down to the floor. Alaster laughed. "Oh yes, you're clearly working hard to have some drinks on the job. How much are you paid for slacking off during work? Oh, and were you seriously going to ask us to just wait a bit? After you kept us waiting over a bloody month?"
Momoto grew scared. Alaster picked him up and shoved him back on the floor. He wouldn't go too crazy with Momoto just yet, but the fool needed to understand that Alaster wasn't playing around. Still, it didn't matter too much if Momoto got hurt a bit more than necessary. It wasn't like anyone else was going to come for him. No one else was here to watch or interfere.
Alaster had no idea just how wrong he was there.
WORDS 484 TAGS Lorian NOTES Having some fun on the job |
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Post by Lorian on Aug 17, 2018 12:27:02 GMT -4
The glare of the back alley temporarily blinded him, his eyes reacting in pain as the light inundated his system. It quickly faded, his helmet visor now filtering most of it out as his trenchcoat fell to the ground behind him in silence, full body armor on display now. He glanced both ways, spotting Momoto being thrown to the ground by the presumed gangster. Lorian assessed the situation from the shadows, stealth still his ally as he observed the happenings of the alley. From what he could gather, Momoto owed the gang the boy worked for a large sum of money - and hadn't been paying it off on time. Typical back alley activities.
More than likely, neither expected anyone else to come back here. A false sense of security... at least in the ruffians case as the other man was getting beat to a bloody pulp. Perhaps it was wise just to let him finish? Then again... "You don't kill him yourself, you don't get the pay."
His right hand silently drew his karambit, and he stepped forward into the low light. "Gentlemen. A nice night to be out, for sure. I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to release the drunken idiot at the soonest possible time available to do so."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2018 22:09:59 GMT -4
As Momoto tried to get up from the floor, Alaster pressed his foot on Momoto's back. "See what happens when you don't take your financial problems seriously? You end up pissing off the wrong people, and then this has to happen!" Kicking him once more, Alaster then picked Momoto up once more. He should be sufficiently scared by now. Alaster didn't want to scare him too much, though. Wouldn't want this little rat to run off crying.
Before Alaster could do anything else, he was startled by an unfamiliar voice. Quickly turning around to face this newcomer, he saw the helmeted person. The newcomer was armed with a weapon and was wearing body armor. Bollocks! How in the hell did he not see this person coming? Alaster mentally scolded himself for being so careless. In any case, Alaster was curious as to what this person's intentions were.
Hearing the newcomer speak, he apparently wanted Alaster to let go of Momoto as soon as possible. Right, like he was just expected to fail his job and not get paid because some stranger told him to? As if that was going to happen! "Oh? And why would I want to do that? What do you want with this man, anyway? More importantly, just who the bloody hell are you?"
While keeping a tight hold on Momoto, Alaster quickly scanned the area. While it didn't seem that there was anyone else there, Alaster was disappointed to see that there were no crows for him to command. So much for being able to use his quirk. Still, the situation wasn't all bad. Alaster hadn't contacted Pex or Mummy in a while. If enough time passed without any word from Alaster, they would wonder about his silence and come investigate. Alaster just needed to stall a bit until they arrived. Unless...this guy wasn't alone? Did he have any allies? Were Mummy and Pex occupied with a battle?
"You can call me Crowley. Well I've introduced myself, so I'd say it's only fair that you return that same courtesy. Don't tell me that you're lacking in simple manners. At least give me your alias if you don't wish to use your name." Who was this guy, and what did he want?
WORDS 375 TAGS Lorian NOTES For someone who dislikes other people, Alaster sure likes starting conversations with strangers |
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Post by Lorian on Aug 19, 2018 22:08:18 GMT -4
"A bit... capricious are we?" Lorian stated slowly. Crowley had the target gripped firmly in a stable position, perfect for the stunt he was about to pull. A gang member was more than likely to bring backup on any given job, and be it one or four men - it was more than he wanted to risk taking on. "My contacts call me Surtr. And they want him dead." Without giving any warning, he sent two daggers spinning towards Momoto, followed up by a vision blast through the slot in his helmet. The beams raced towards the target, crackling against the still air as Crowley hopefully dodged and left the man he was holding open to one of the attacks. Vision temporarily blurred, he instinctively reached for his sheath and pulled out two more daggers, hoping to bluff the man out.
"I don't have business with you. Stand down before you end up like him." Came his confident voice, completely smoothing over his bullshit as Lorian's eyes raced to re-adjust themselves to the low light. If everything goes to plan, one of three projectiles would hopefully cut the man's life short and the gang member shocked, a perfect opportunity to gain the upper hand.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 8:48:30 GMT -4
It all happened so fast. The stranger introduced himself as Surtr. Apparently, he was sent to kill Momoto. Then out of nowhere, he threw two daggers at his target and then fired a freaking laser from his helmet. Alaster was only just barely able to step away in time. However, Momoto wasn't so lucky. He was knocked down to the floor, bleeding out.
BOLLOCKS! As Alaster watched Momoto bleed to death, fury began to overwhelm him. Momoto was not supposed to die. Alaster had failed. He couldn't collect any payment now, not from Momoto, and not from Eyes either. And the worst part was that this ended up being a complete waste of his time. If Alaster could have known that things would go south, he would have preferred to spend his time more wisely, such as being with his beloved Meiko.
"What. The actual. FUCK! I can't collect money from a dead man!" Alaster glared at Surtr. "Congratulations! You managed to piss me off greatly. I don't tolerate failure very well at all." Surtr then stated that he had no business with Alaster before giving him a death threat. Alaster ignored this and took out his knife. "I'm in a very bad mood now. So give me one good reason why I shouldn't go over there and carve into you this instant."
Despite the bullshit that just happened, there was at least a small bit of good news for Alaster. Just as he had hoped, Mummy and Pex came running in his direction after not hearing from him for a while. The two then saw Momoto's dead body. Mummy just looked down in disappointment. "Damn it." However, Pex just lost it. He was even more furious than Alaster.
"Ey! You bastard! You killed our target! I won't get paid now! I'll...I'll fukin crush your bones for dis!" With a roar, Pex charged at Surtr, hoping to punish him for taking out Momoto. Alaster was about to warn him to not be so reckless, but at this point, he didn't care anymore. Regardless of what happened now, it did not change the fact that the mission was a failure. Eyes would not be pleased to hear about this fiasco.
WORDS 369 TAGS Lorian NOTES Mission failed, we'll get em next time! Oh wait... |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 25, 2018 9:15:51 GMT -4
Alastar : 18xp
other character archived.
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Post by Maya on Sept 26, 2018 2:24:49 GMT -4
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