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 Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2019 9:24 pm
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CαяTεя
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▪Thoughts: What does she know about me?II▫Where: Sky Villa->Nasya’s OfficeII ▫With Who: Boss Lady Nasya and RinII ▪Wearing: Blue-collar shirt [shown in picture] with black pantsII
The pair of rubies watched as his one clue was placed on the desk. He didn’t care to respond to the woman’s clarification regarding his answer. From what he had gathered, this Nasya was planning on changing what the Exiles were aiming to do. It all sounded pretty new to him, even if she would argue otherwise. Yet he held his tongue because talking about this subject would not get him any closer towards the information he actually wanted. Even her comment regarding “cause over longevity” was met with more silence. Who knew how long it would take the group to reach their “cause”. In all honesty, reaching their goal would take time and effort, something that this new Exiles had yet to do in his eyes. If their organization didn’t last long enough to see their plans pull through, then what was the point? It didn’t seem like she was actually looking for a response from him anyways. That made it easier on the redhead as they watched the Leader in silence.
The woman’s tidbit about amnesia being “fun” was met with a blink. That certainly was one way to look at things. He could have taken that statement as a personal jab to his current situation but that would get him nowhere. Getting all fussy and irked over someone’s words may have been something the demonic woman was gunning for. Well, he wasn’t about to show much empathy for his own emotions at this moment. It was only when she revealed knowing about the man that a spark of interest lit up his bored expression. According to the manner in which Nasya spoke, it seemed like that bit of information would come with a price. Fine with him, he was ready to get his hands dirty if it meant knowing who he used to be. This “task” was probably one of the things Carter had to do to get a piece of his past self. ”You desire an explanation that may or may not satisfy you?” There was a slight c**k of his head as their tone continued to paint him as a bored man. ”Because I’m willing to do what I need to do in order to figure out myself.” The redhead gestured towards the card on the table. ”That led me here. Who knows if it was supposed to lead me to you but it did in the end. If you feel as if my loyalty isn’t genuine, then do what you must to me until you are satisfied. I’m a man who has nothing else to offer but himself and this peculiarity.” There was a shrug as he placed his hands well within his pockets. Either she’d be satisfied with his honest confession, turn him around or give him a test.
His crimson gaze turned to the door as someone seemed to approach it. Even the girl named Rin picked up on it. ”Seems like one of your subordinates wishes to have a word with you.” Carter strained his ear and listened to what the door had to say. ”Male, piercing green eyes, and goes by the name of Galileo.” The name didn’t jog up anything in his memories. It seemed that the lackey wasn’t alone though as the door continued to confess. ”Seems like he brought someone along with him, someone new.” Since the door didn’t seem to recognize the ashen-haired male that came with Galileo, it was safe to assume that this was someone new to the organization or had never been on this floor before.
((Out.Of.Conversation smile )
II ▪Occupation: Linguist
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2019 8:56 am
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 NASYA STARKLocation: The office with James and Galileo.
He might not have understood what she meant or anything about her past. How could he? She didn't bother to give him any information from her own mouth. If she deemed it important, she would reveal more to him at a later date. It was as simple as that. When she spoke of longevity it was in regards to the organization in general. If it disbanded, for whatever reason, she could find other ways to accomplish her goals. There could even come a time where she felt like the group as a whole was not needed anymore.
Nasya didn't know why he showed a slight change in demeanor, but she wasn't about to question it. Instead, she listened to what he had to say about his own goal and loyalty. Her eyes studied him after he finished. "I'm going to keep this for now." She said as she tapped the card which laid on her desk. There was something she wanted to confirm. "I'll give it back." It was the only clue he had. She wasn't about to keep it from him. If he wanted answers, it was best not to toy with clues when they were looking to mutually benefit from each other.
Both Rin and Carter were alerted to someone being at the door before her. Since the person didn't knock in the end, she had a good idea who it might have been. Her gaze returned to Carter when he spoke. A smile spread across her features as he got everything right. Until he brought up James. "I don't know where you get your information from, but don't make assumptions from what you have gathered. I only want to hear facts and truths." Assumptions get people killed. She didn't feel the need to point the fact out, however. She also wasn't going to reveal how James was not new to the core group. He might have been the newest member, but that was different. "You're free to go relax in the living room. Get something to eat from the kitchen. I will need to talk to you later." Her gaze shifted to Rin. "Keep him company." For now, she wanted to hear what the other two had to say without any new members hanging around in the room. Nasya may trust Rin more than most she just meets, but the woman was still new.
When Galileo heard the door open he stood up. Green orbs glanced over to wherever James was at in order to grab his attention. It was their turn. The man walked down the hallway expecting the younger male to follow. He gave a nod to the two who would end up walking by. Galileo stood by the door after he walked in--only so he could close it after James had entered. Then he moved to stand in front of the desk. Not feeling the need to sit in one of the chairs. Nasya was sitting back behind the desk once more. "Show me what you found."
Wearing? A simple tank top with fitted black jeans.  GALILEO |
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2019 10:51 am
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CαяTεя
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▪Thoughts: Might as well get something to eatII▫Where: Sky Villa [Nasya’s Office]->[Living Room]II ▫With Who: Boss Lady Nasya and RinII ▪Wearing: Blue-collar shirt [shown in picture] with black pantsII
Though he was told that he would get back his card in due time, it didn’t make this any easier. Rubies were concentrated on that small card as he tried to ingrain its very image into his head. Who knows what would happen to that object, but if he was going to get it back in the future then it was possible to learn what it went through. Not like Carter was expecting the woman to understand. After all, who would necessarily believe that everything had a voice? In response to her statement the redhead gave a solemn nod. What was the point of saying anything at this point? Not like anything he’d say would actually make a difference. He did wonder what exactly she needed their object for. ’She must know something. I just need to figure out what it is.’ For the meantime, he’d just have to bid his time and wait. It wasn’t like his memories were going anywhere and there was no guarantee that what what she had to say would jog up anything. Actually, was there any guarantee that she’d even tell the truth? The amnesia man’s peculiarity would be the judge of that.
That apathetic look continued as he was informed to not make assumptions. ”It isn’t my assumption.” There was that clarification but little else was said on that matter. Not like people would believe that a door would be able to remember all the faces it saw. If the door said it didn’t recognize a certain man then who was Carter to disbelieve them? Inanimate objects were far more truthful than most organic lifeforms found around him. ”Very well. I’ll see you when you call for me.” Since he was pretty much told to leave, that was exactly what he did. With just a brief nod of farewell the amnesia man left the room. Leaving the door open for the girl he didn’t wait to see if she would actually tag along. It almost felt like they had a babysitter thrown at them. ’Great, just what I need, a kid to babysit me.’ He strolled through to the living room and glanced at the two individuals. Judging from the two males it was clear who this “Galileo” was. The colorless-haired man was the one that the door didn’t seem to recollect. Hearing what the unknown’s clothes had to say, it looked like their name was James. Well, that name didn’t jog up anything and neither did their appearance. ’Probably has nothing to do with my past.’ There was no guarantee that this was actually true, yet.
Carter made his way into the kitchen as instructed to do. ’Might as well grab some grub while I can.’ The fridge was opened up to see what morsels would be targeted for consumption. Looked like the villains stocked up an assortment of snacks. ’Guess that makes sense. Who knows if anyone actually lives on this floor.’ Grabbing a jar of cut up peaches, it seemed that this would be his prey. After going through some drawers to find a fork, the redhead took a seat on the couch and began to chow down on his snack. ’Eh, it will do.’
((Out.Of.Conversation smile )
II ▪Occupation: Linguist
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2019 8:07 pm
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xxx It seemed that the redhead noticed that there was someone outside the door as well, but not only did he know someone was there, he knew who it was. How did he even know someone was there in the first place? Or even who it was when he was sitting on the other side of the room? Maybe his ability had something to do with it? Most be, there was no other way for him to know. Rin could see why Nasya would want someone like him with his talents in the group then, it could be useful. The lavender haired woman's eyes shifted to look at the two for a moment as Nasya said to never give assumptions and the redhead claimed that it was not his own assumptions. What did he mean by that? Rin glanced back at the door then at the floor again. He was an odd one...
Rin then felt Nasya's eyes on her after she told the redhead could wait in the living room. Rin lifted her head up and turned to face the leader as she was given a order to keep Carter company. Rin nodded and let the redhead walk out of the room first before she followed after grabbing the book she was reading. Did Rin want to leave Nasya and be left watching over this new guy? Not really, but she did not complain or say anything anything about the matter. It did not matter what Rin thought about the matter. The loyal guard dog followed behind Carter down the hall when she noticed the other two males that she had never seen before. She watched the two carefully before her pale blue eyes glanced down at the floor once again. One of them must of been at the door, one of Nasya's people that she has not met yet while the other a new member. By Carters description who was behind the door, the male with green eyes was one of Nasyas people.
Once the two were in the living room, Rin stopped and watched the redhead male look through the fridge. Rin had already eat so she was not going to get anything to eat. She was thinking about maybe sitting on the couch and read her book, just like she use to when she when Sebastian was still around but then the new member took over the couch. There was plenty of room for Rin to sit and read her book on the couch but was she about to do that? Hell no. So, the young female leaned against the wall by the hallway entrance so she could hear if anything happened back in Nasya's room but still have a eye on Carter and if anyone came up through the elevator. Rin then opened up her book that she was reading from before and started to read. The woman did not say a word to the male, she had nothing to say to him. If he mad any movements though, her lifeless pale blue eyes would glance up to see what he was doing before glancing back down to her book.
With: Nasya and Carter
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Where: Skyvilla
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Mood: Calm and slightly alert
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Wairing: Jeans and Black T
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Status: Forever Single
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2019 5:42 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2019 10:12 pm
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"Do you have a second to spare?"
Jasper ❦ Dean ❦ Frost
"Prophet"
Villain
He was sure Charon could have scheduled their meeting for earlier, and been perfectly happy with it, but he wanted to believe that out of consideration to him, she had set it a bit later: at 10 o'clock. It was still a bit on the early end for him, but with the sensory deprivation chamber he had recently purchased, he was finding that he was getting the best rest he had ever gotten, and was starting to feel more alert and energized, not that he would let others know that. He chose to dress in business casual, or at least his version of business casual, which meant a three piece suit in burgundy and orchid, but it was only cotton and he was only using gold cuff links. As per usual, Mr. Hälle dropped him off at the front door, though this time Miss Love accompanied him. She was carrying a slim briefcase of dark patent leather, while he carried...absolutely nothing. He was decidedly not so antiquated as to believe it was his duty to carry things for a strong independent person, besides, she was the secretary and he was the boss: it was the natural order of things. They rode the elevator up to the top floor, which required a special key to access. Once there, he proceeded to the main room, Miss Love following diligently behind. "Good morning, Ms. Charon, Miss Takashi." He addressed them formally and with a slight bow, as he was wont to do, which always seemed so charming with his proper British accent. "Do you wish to speak here, or would you rather somewhere on the premises generally more private?" With most anyone else in the world, he would have gone through more pleasantries and flattery in order to get them more amenable to his wishes, but he knew better than to do that with Charon: she was a focused and determined woman who liked to keep things always progressing. He found it a bit tiring, but she generally let him do as he wished so long as it did not hinder their cause, so he was thankful enough for that that he would play the game her way.
"Come, I show you the end
You're damned
Cause no one can defy me
Just watch these maddened creatures
Like you they all once reached out
A war to win
But I'm gonna burn this vision down" |
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Posted: Tue Aug 06, 2019 9:39 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 09, 2019 7:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2019 1:24 pm
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"Do you have a second to spare?"
Jasper ❦ Dean ❦ Frost
"Prophet"
Villain
Miss Love handed him a folder from within the briefcase as he walked past her to head towards the office. He already knew all of the information, but having it with him would give her a read out on things as well as remind him should the unthinkable happen and he forget something. He closed the door to the office behind him, and gave her a moment to settle into her chair as he remained opposite. The moment he was invited to speak, he gave her a rundown on progress. "Investigations on the attack at the Orphanage have proceeded to the Ruins. There are currently several detectives and a few pro-heroes on the site at this moment. News stories about the attack have cleared any blame from our current lineup, so only those who ignore the news would still be miffed at us. After forever, investigators tracked down the body of Queen and the abandoned warehouse, leading them to believe that the group formerly under Queen is no more." As if in formal conclusion of this segment of updates, he removed a small packet of images and info from his folder, and slid it over to her.
"Abnormal financing and patient observation suggest that the local hospital, Starlight Hospital, is part of the issue. I do not yet have full concrete evidence, but the likelihood that illegal testing and experimentation is going on is incredibly high. I have initiated contact with a woman who's child is a patient there. The woman, Sayuri Hironaka, alias XChang'e, is a fairly small time criminal with only a few years active. However, she is highly protective of her daughter, Hana, so she should prove easy to convince to join us. We are checking out other medical facilities in the area, see if they have any connections as well." Once more, he passed the information over for her to peruse at her leisure.
"We have successfully infiltrated the school. A two man team successfully accessed the premises and were able to get a basic layout of the facilities, including finding a dungeon of some sorts. Our student informants unfortunately are participating in a patrol today, and so could not immediately follow up lest they wished for their cover to be blown. However, once things calm down, we will be sending word to them to explore the dungeon more thoroughly and report back." The fact that the place had been described to him as a dungeon was highly off-putting, but maybe back in the day when the school was founded, everyone built dungeons to hide valuable artifacts? No, still sounded weird. "Your man Rage reports progress with an informant within the Headquarters of the heroes. I am sure he could give you the most recent and thorough update." At the rate they were going, they would have informants everywhere, so they would always know what was going on.
"In other news, gang activity has gone down, so that is fewer fronts for us, potentially. However, sources tell me they are backing off out of fear more than any other reason. Whether it is fear of us or some others moving in, I am not sure. There has been a recent rise in vigilantes with no known loyalty in the city. Mostly it seems they take out more common criminals, but it is hard to say what they might do with non-heroes with a noble cause." In truth, that was how he saw them at the moment: a group who for whatever reason had never allied with the heroes, but were still working for general betterment. Granted, that wasn't his normal modus operandi, but it would work for now. "Finances are holding steady, despite increased activity. I have needed to pull in a few new resources, but nothing which hurts our goal, I assure you." With that he passed over the last of the information, but still kept the folder and apparently a small packet within. That was not going to be passed over for it had more detailed information on the financial strata, information he was quite willing to keep to himself so she could maintain plausible deniability.
"Come, I show you the end
You're damned
Cause no one can defy me
Just watch these maddened creatures
Like you they all once reached out
A war to win
But I'm gonna burn this vision down" |
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2019 8:43 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2019 10:18 pm
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"Do you have a second to spare?"
Jasper ❦ Dean ❦ Frost
"Prophet"
Villain
As she made her suggestions, he took notes, or rather, about a second before she made her suggestions he started taking notes. Around most people he tried to hide some of the more awkward side effects of his perc, but with Charon he saw little need: the woman was more concerned with results and acceptable methods. It was more important to show that he was listening and taking account of her words than it was to follow a particular pattern of speech and reaction. In an odd sense, it made him more comfortable associating with her. As soon as this meeting was over, he would get Miss Love to get in contact with Mitch, though of course he would convey the information personally, no need in getting a secretary involved with such delicate matters. Crusher and Mr. Hälle would be in charge of monitoring the situation in the slums: one would work surveillance while the other worked the streets. It sometimes seemed like his team was so efficient that they did not really need him; however, his perc gave them a decided edge in surveillance as well as split-second decisions, plus he was the only one who could legally amass fortunes. He had his own niche of usefulness.
"The more corruption we uncover, the more the heroes will be pressured into action. Is this permissible?" While having the heroes involved would make things go more quickly and force legislation, the heroes could not be controlled as easily, so there were fewer guards in place to ensure they enacted all of the change that was needed. Further, some members of the Exiles were decidedly not on friendly terms with the professionals, and it would be suicidal to drive their own members away. "This may be too far in the future; however, what are your plans for once this corrupt system is brought down? Putting some of our own people into power would aid us in further change, of course, but I do not believe we are an organization known for operating well within the realm of the law. Forgive my impudence if this is something we need not think upon yet. I prefer to see into the long-term future of all efforts, is the only reason I ask." Which was probably why he was still alive despite his limited combat abilities.
"Come, I show you the end
You're damned
Cause no one can defy me
Just watch these maddened creatures
Like you they all once reached out
A war to win
But I'm gonna burn this vision down" |
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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2019 8:39 am
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