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Post by Mr. Johnson on Feb 27, 2006 13:24:06 GMT -5
a distant gun shot wakes the three of you up... your head swimming... it takes a few moments to gain some sense of where you are.. your body doesn't seem to respond though, as if you are paralyzed
the hotel? this room looks fimiliar...
A small child stands over the body of a business man with Jorindas gun in his hand
[seer]: when your eyes focus, you realize its the child from your dream
the child looks at the three of you and grins... then his face begins to melt to reveal.. Knute...
Should have bought the pictures he says calmly, and in Jorindas voice you three have been real bad people.. killing a CEO.. and for what? well I guess the news and LoneStar will have to figure out your motives this time in Seers voice if you'll excuse me, I have a bunch of nobody's to frame.. thankfully your friend was nice enough to front me 5 G's... shouldn't be too hard to get out of California now (in knutes voice) you watch as his shape changes once again into a fat scruffy looking balding man in a cheap suit places to go, people to see... the effects of those nasty drugs should wear off soon and you'll be able to move around... I wouldn't touch anything tho.. there is already enough fingerprints lying around.. no need for more. Now to sell my pictures to the highest bidder... for a small fee of course he grins widely as he steps past the three of you.. places Jorindas gun back in her holster and walks out the door... as time passes, you begin to feel your body move to your commands, but your still very weak.
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Post by jblack on Feb 28, 2006 0:21:02 GMT -5
As Jorinda comes to, things start to come into focus. She gets a look at the child standing over the body, and looks in horror as it warps into Knute. Bastard. She was right not to trust him, and now they were totally fragged. She can't move, so as he puts the gun away, she takes note of every line, every curve, every angle of Knute's body, committing it to the care of her photographic memory.
Once she can sit up, Jorinda looks over to the body of the CEO, trying to see if she can recognize him. (MegaCorp AND Corp Politics)
"Plan. Fast." She says. "Staged scene." She says, remembering an old flatvid she'd seen once upon a time. She tosses the holstered gun to one of them, and starts to remove her clothing. All of it. She tears the covers off the bed leaving just the white sheet in a rumpled mess. It had to look like a case of a good time spoiled by a murder.
"First, punch me in the face. Strip the body of valuables, then take the gun and get out of here."
Jorinda looks at the clock on the nearby nightstand, trying to gauge how much time they had left. The Star could be here any minute. The guys were hesitating. "Do it." Jorinda orders. "What's the worst they'll do to a joygirl caught in the middle of a murder?"
"After you get away, try to get the security tapes."
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Post by Xenomarch on Feb 28, 2006 2:20:20 GMT -5
((ooc: No Fair!!!!! You're supposed to strip for Volcano!))
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Post by Porter on Feb 28, 2006 8:31:41 GMT -5
(( OCC - Will post once I get the PM response ))
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Post by Porter on Feb 28, 2006 20:55:18 GMT -5
His emerald eyes bore into Knute as he watches 'it' go through the motions. Perhaps the anger was a result of Knute's actions or lack of his own. The image of the familiar child's face was still fresh on his mind when the effects of the toxin final began to subside.
Struggling to his feet as the war continues to rage inside his body, Erick lets out a frustrated groan. Rubbing the webs out of his head, Erick starts to take inventory of the room as the others appear to have overcome the drugs as well.
Before saying as much as a word, he hears Jorinda start to talk and before anyone can react, she starts to stage a scenario she had planned out in her head. Erick did admire the woman's attitude but he remained focused for the moment as he walked over to nightstand to verify they were in the Impala. As he turns to address the group, he is almost standing slack jawed as Jorinda is....disrobing?? Discounting the her direction for the moment, Erick glances towards the clock. The tips of his fingers touch each other as he does the quick math in his head.
"Get dressed." Erick says to Jorinda, a faint glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes when he looked back to the both of them. "Lonestar or the security detail would have been here already if they heard the shot. It has been at least thirty minutes if not more." He responds as he turns to face the corpse on the floor. "Though we need to do somethin' quick. Any ideas?" He takes a deep breathe as he focuses on the task at hand. "And find the others as well."
Erick stands there in thought, not sure the background of either of them or what they were capable of. The hair on the back of his arm begins to rise as the thought occurs. No body, no crime. "Sides, that fraggin' Knute is not goin' to pull this off."
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Post by jblack on Feb 28, 2006 22:43:30 GMT -5
"I got a real good look at the asshole." Jorinda replies, "And a photographic memory." She has yet to either completely undress or put her clothes back on. "If he impersonated us, ten to one, he used my body to lure him up here. If that's the case, it's on the hotel security tapes that I was with him...and it makes me a credible witness instead of a suspect. Especially if I call the Star and report the murder. I tell the Star what I saw, they chase after Knute instead of us." "One thing for sure, we gotta ditch that gun. And you probably should clear town too. If the others haven't left for Japan, you should be on that plane."
Jorinda looks at the clock and tries to remember when the plane was leaving. She had a sinking feeling that it had...which meant they were alone in a strange city.
Just great.
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Post by Mr. Johnson on Feb 28, 2006 23:01:39 GMT -5
(as a side note.. the plane has already left...)
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Post by jblack on Mar 1, 2006 1:50:18 GMT -5
(I know that...she doesn't...)
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Post by Mr. Johnson on Mar 1, 2006 9:18:56 GMT -5
[ooc] Jair has simultaneously exploded in front of your eyes, but left no mess (thankfully) first id like to extend an apology to Jorinda, due to typo error and the fact that my head still needs to be surgically removed from my ass, I gave you incorrect information... the dead CEO is not Yakuza, but in fact from the Yamatetsu Corporation. (information on this corporation is listed in the timeline section under the UGR) As Jorinda puts her cloths back on ( ) The vid phone on the CEOs wrist begins to ring, after 4 rings it stops.. searching the body you find buisness cards.." Tordith Iwano" Jorindas eyes get as big as saucers, and her face gets instantly pale, [this is the favorite nephew of the President of Yamatetsu Corporation Saru Iwano] your photographic memory remembers the news where Mr. Iwano declared his nephew as his sucessor for the Corporation, his nephew was planning a visit to Ares to sign a multi-billion dollar deal that would form a partnership between the 2 corpoations for underwater drilling technology (of course the reason of this is still unknown). Its curious that the guards that protect him are no where to be found.
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Post by jblack on Mar 1, 2006 21:24:06 GMT -5
[ooc] Jair has simultaneously exploded in front of your eyes, but left no mess (thankfully) first id like to extend an apology to Jorinda, due to typo error and the fact that my head still needs to be surgically removed from my ass, I gave you incorrect information... the dead CEO is not Yakuza, but in fact from the Yamatetsu Corporation. (information on this corporation is listed in the timeline section under the UGR) Personally, I'd much rather you said Yakuza or Yamatetsu than Renraku or Fuichi. So Jair's gone? That means no pink hair or his fingerprints as trace evidence?
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Post by Porter on Mar 1, 2006 22:38:28 GMT -5
Thinking back prior to the excursion with Knute, Erick vaguely remembers when they had to meet up with Chen and the others to board the plane. "Bad thing is, I think the plane has already left." Erick says a second before the dead man's vid phone goes off. He remains still, keeping his breath to a silent hush and remains completely still as if the person calling could detect his presence with the slightest movement, even though the call never connected.
When the last ring finished he continued on. "Best bet is for all of us to bail on this scene. Doubt they would believe the story. Drek, had I not seen it, I wouldn't." Erick nods slightly as he examines of the personal belongings around the room while she looks over the corpse. Erick's attention falls back to her as he sees Jorinda's reaction. "Ya know the corpse?"
<< OCC Limiting action in the post until given further notice. >>
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Post by Mr. Johnson on Mar 1, 2006 22:57:19 GMT -5
sure why not.
well basically im waiting on what you 2 are gonna do with this situation before I can continue on.. so one of you 2 gotta step up to bat
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Post by jblack on Mar 2, 2006 0:03:43 GMT -5
Erick's attention falls back to her as he sees Jorinda's reaction. "Ya know the corpse?" Jorinda, now dressed again, nods weakly, her face still deathly pale. "Yeah," She replies quietly. "He's the heir to Yametetsu. He's supposed to be here to sign a contract with Ares. So big question, why ain't his guards here?" Either they were in league with Knute, they were ordered to stay away (thus lending more credence to her theory that Knute used HER image to get him here), or they were looking for him. The unanswered vid call would only make the search all the more frantic. She looks at Erick. She didn't know the guy that well, now they were going to have to trust each other, and there were still no guarantees they'd make it out safe. "Yeah, I think we'd better get the hell out of here. Take whatever cred the guy's got, we're gonna need all the help we can get. If you know anyone here in Free Cali, I suggest you start calling in some favors..."
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Post by Porter on Mar 2, 2006 20:14:05 GMT -5
Nods in agreement with Jorinda. "If there is anythin' of use, snag it." Erick says as he looks over the any other personal belongings to see what if anything the two can find.
Once finished he glances in Jorinda's direction, "Find anythin'?" He asks her while he pulls his cellphone out. His thick fingers move over the buttons quickly. Not knowing any of the others aside from the recent events, he searches through the recent numbers dialed, specifically the one Wheels entered, unsure if it was saved or not.
"You have any contact numbers on the others?" Erick asks as he moves towards the door once he sees Jorinda ready to move. "Goin' to give the others a heads up on that fraggin' Knute."
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Post by jblack on Mar 3, 2006 0:31:06 GMT -5
Jorinda goes to the bathroom and gets a washcloth, but also to search for anything of possible use. When she returns to the room, she begins trying to wipe down every visible smooth flat surface, trying at least to eliminate the fingerprint evidence.
When she is done, Jorinda is sure she's probably gotten most of the prints. She tucks the wash cloth into the pocket of her jacket, to be disposed of later.
(So do we find anything? Huh? Huh?)
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