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 Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 6:46 pm
'David' chuckled. "Well it is a bit about business, but I didn't want it to just be about that. I do want a little break before my deployment. Well you want to know my personal facts? If I told you, I may have to execute you" he kidded, though not really.
It was still a long drive to the capital of Helmshire where the government and royal family were at. The country had been under a state of emergency ever since Diethelm attacked and there were frequent checkpoints and road blocks because of the war. As long as the prince wouldn't complain, Dustin wouldn't belt him.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 6:58 pm
"Oh. I see." Shadow giggled. "So you want to be Mr. Mystery. I can respect that. So, what sort of business? What exactly are you looking for? Enemy information, internal betrayers, black market merchants?" She asked.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:23 pm
"Any of that would be good, particularly the first two. I'm sure our government would greatly appreciate any info you can cough up. I'm sure dinner will take a little while, so we can discuss things until then" Damien said. He wondered what kind of internal betrayers there were.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:41 pm
"I knew this would be useful." Shadow said, digging into her pocket and pulling out a small notebook titled 'betrayers'. "Ok, let me see... who to start with." She smirked, flipping through the many filled pages. If Damien looked closely, he could see several ex-coworkers who were discovered betraying Damien.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:05 pm
Damien raised an eyebrow at the names. "Would you permit me to take a look at that notebook? Is it just names or does it have their actions recorded in there as well?" he asked. He was very interested now.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:34 pm
"This notebook is my a large part of my livelihood. It lists all the names of the customers who betrayed me and their country. Most were people who paid me to keep my mouth shut about what they were doing too. The ones with the 'x' by their name, I have already sold the information of, and they're probably dead by now. And the numbers beside their name is a code to help me remember where I put the evidence folder in my apartment. I don't carry the evidence with me, and I don't tell customers what they do until they pay me. But sure, you can look." She said, handing him the notebook. "But if you want anything other then a name, then you have to pay me... especially considering I usually charge about 2,000$ for just peek at one of my notebooks."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 9:38 pm
"I see. Well then I can see how you are able to get into places like last night's club. That's not a place for your average Joe" 'David' said. He looked at the notebook and found a few familiar names. "I see. So we've got a few snakes in the system, huh? This should prove useful. I am sure our Absolute Leader will love this information" the dictator in disguise stated.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 9:43 pm
"I'm sure he would. Though, he'd probably never see it or find out about someone like me. People like him don't associate with people like me. You know, someone with questionable loyalty who lives outside the governmental loop, and digs around the corrupt crowd. I don't consider myself corrupt, but I'm sure the government would. Guilty by association, if you know what I mean. I'd sooner be sent to a concentration camp then actually meet someone like the Absolute Leader face to face. I think the closest I got was this corrupt general I stumbled across a few years ago. The b*****d owed me money, and then tried to arrest me because he didn't want me telling about his trafficking business. So, instead, I just sold some cheep info about his lighter crimes against Big Brother, and he sank like a ton of bricks." She snickered. "But ever sense, I've just be making my modest paychecks by selling to soldiers, and passing messages between black market merchants. After all, this is a very expensive business. Information is not easy to come by. Most start by either using thousands to buy information, or by going out and finding things out themselves. After that, you have to build a reputation, escape customer betrayals, steer clear of the media and government... It's a rough job." She giggled. "Though, I'm sure it must be nice to live a stable office life. Then again, you could never catch me doing something like that. Sitting for hours in a deck during grade school was bad enough."
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 4:09 am
Saiyu grinned at the young girl as she tried and failed to make herself at home. Hoisting herself up from the chair. Woundering into the kitchen Saiyu grabbed at a small phone taped to the underside of the table and began hitting buttons, typing out a small message whilst her free hand groped around for the fridge handle.
hay i heard a noise in your house and investigaited, afrade you have been burgled. thankfuly nothings missing but i will stay here untill you arive. my daughters alseep in the spare room, i couldn't leave her alone. hope thats ok. your next door neighbour. .
Yanking open the fridge door Saiyu nodded and sent off a message to shadows phone, praying she had it with her.
chucking the mobile onto the table Saiyu turned her attention towards the glowing metal box infront of her. Grabbing what little they had in the fridge Saiyu slammed the door shut with her hip and began cooking.
After 10 minuets Saiyu Placed two large plaits of cheese omlett on the wooden table, her face plastered in a proud grin "Fanny! come on" placing cuttlary on the table Saiyu poked her head around the door and motioned for the little girl to come into the kitchen.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 5:51 am
Saiyu nodded again and made not a sound as usual, following Saiyu's instructions very carefully.
((OOC: Fanny's too cute! I'm gonna go make a profile~ >w< ))
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 8:01 pm
"No, our great Absolute Leader probably would not. He's too busy handling important matters of state. That's why there are people like me around. Most people would wish to meet him in person though. For many it would be a dream come true. Are you worried he would see you and order you executed?" 'David' stated. Praising the Absolute Leader in any sentence talking about him wouldn't seem oddly suspicious as one, Damien's David character was part of the military and two, it was often required, especially for military personnel.
Dietrich was stuck at home with an ankle monitor on. He was going around knocking things onto the floor and cursing the Chief General.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 11:42 pm
"Well, when it happens to a lot of people you associate with, then weather your guilty or not, it has a tendency to haunt you. You know, like if someone you know dies in a car wreck, your more prone to be nervous your next few car rides, weather or not your a bad driver or a good driver." Shadow replied. "Wow. I can tell you've been in the military a long time, just by how you talk." She giggled. "In fact, if I had to guess, you know him. But I suppose I shouldn't press the subject. I'd like to keep my head where it is."
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 7:49 pm
"Yes, let's stay on topic of your records. It will be safer that way. Is this notebook your only book of secrets or are you in possession of other interesting facts and information?" Damien asked. His stomach rumbled a little.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 8:03 pm
"Oh, that's only a tiny fraction of it." She replied. "Those are just the people who betrayed me and their respective governments. Some of the names you don't recognize are from Helmshire who, more then likely, are either dead or crossed the Diethelm border. Helmshire knights pay for a decent amount of my salary. Oh, and for the record, I don't sell war plan. I thought about it once, but it turned out my source told me the wrong information on purpose in order to trap their opponents. Of course, I did some digging before I sold the tip off, and found out what they were trying to pull. Besides, things like war plans are open for change, and could easily become inaccurate. So, no war plans. Only people, locations, layouts, hints, and histories. I do know some people who specialize in that though." She finished. At that, the waiter walked to their private booth with food.
"Sir, madam." He said, putting the food down. "Enjoy." He said with a bow, then turned to leave.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 8:26 pm
"I see. And let me guess, those names are going to cost me" Damien said as he picked up a knife and fork. He began cutting into his meal and took a bite.
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