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#851 Posted by Sii-la (397 posts) - - Show Bio

@yazhun_sanvun: My bad I didn't get a notif for this I'll read and get up with you later today.

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#852 Edited by Sii-la (397 posts) - - Show Bio

@yazhun_sanvun:

"You talk a big game, Voice. You always have." The Red Eye telepathically relays to the center blonde as he stares into her near vacant pupils

"But what can you offer me, that the other families can't? Choose your words now."

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#853 Posted by Yazhun_Sanvun (1226 posts) - - Show Bio
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#854 Posted by Sii-la (397 posts) - - Show Bio
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#855 Edited by Yazhun_Sanvun (1226 posts) - - Show Bio

@sii-la:

They felt the telepathic incursion together, but responded individually.

"Simple. He"

"Can offer you"

"Control"

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The Voice Unheard leaned in against his desk, as if what the triplets had stated were a profound revelation worthy of a mic-drop. But he could see the gun-slinging gangsta would not be so easily swayed. So he looked back to his speakers and hesitantly nodded. They bowed, and loyally complied. "The other families, while they respect you, they will never consider you worthy of a proper station within the Syndicate. Surely you know this? They're ways are the past. The Shadoking, he is the future. A future he is open to share with those who stand by his side in the moment of truth. This, Caesar, this is that moment..."

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#856 Edited by Sii-la (397 posts) - - Show Bio

@yazhun_sanvun: Ceasar runs his thumb across his tongue then outs his cigarella on the wet cap of his finger, and sprinkles the ash onto the floor. "What you say is true. I can only rise so high as a Gaijin. A black one at that..." His sticks the half a cigarella behind his ear and steps beyond the Canaries so they were at his back as he peered directly into the eyes of the Voice. "Look me in The Eyes, Yahzun, and swear to me with your unheard voice, that you will honor this agreement by backing me as the new Kumicho of Inagawa-kai."

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#857 Posted by Urban_Ronin (10111 posts) - - Show Bio

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It was difficult to tell exactly what the Urban Ronin was thinking as she moved throughout the cramped quarters. Taking longer then one might expect to look around, given the malnourished space of the room itself. Never the less she had seemingly taken in interest in every corner, in every piece of furnished accessory laid out in plain view. The brisk hike had caused a slight bit of perspiration to form around the eyes and brow.

So without further hesitation the mercurial assassin stripped down to her snow colored sports bra and slip-shorts. And in the process had left her clothes strung out in a trail from the door to the edge of the mattress un-apologetically making herself at home.

Her phone and been broken down. Sim card, then battery, before being left in the car before its dismissed departure. The only thing she had taken with her was her ceremonial katana, which had been propped up in the corner, and a small suitcase from out of the trunk.

"Now, any questions before we commence planning?"

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"Several. One, why you? My understanding is you were nearly killed by a mark." she chuckled. As if the idea were comedic in its ineptitude. "And two..." she paused as she crouched down attending to the contents of her suitcase. But there would be no follow up inquiry. Instead the agile assassin removed two sai's in a swift and stylishly motion before dexterously executing a no-handed crab walk which quickly moved her across the room. Stabbing once at the Black Market Mamba's thigh, and then exploding upwards with a thrusting stab aimed at Val's neck.

Was it a test? A setup? Or maybe the Urban Ronin had defied the Voice Unheard's orders and in a moment of emotional weakness, of jealously, sought to end the reputable Scarlet Shadowrunner's life. Right here. Right now...

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#858 Posted by Rosso (5459 posts) - - Show Bio

@urban_ronin: The distraction – she assumed it was once the attack commenced – worked well. Upon registering the inquiry Valentina worked to both control her ego response and form a response to strike back and verbally put the Ronin in her place. All this equated to time wasted when the Yakuza viper struck.

Even distracted, her instincts were sharp. She reacted—not fast enough, letting out a guttural growl as the blade sunk into her leg. But as the follow-up strike lashed at her jugular Valentina intercepted it at the wrist. Taking hold she sought to twist it while redirecting the momentum of the arm in an unnatural position. In this she sought to force the Urban Ronan to disarm – whereby she would stab her in the shoulder with her own sai, or maintain her hold and be forced to the ground – and a ripe position for a series of successive curbstomps to incapacitate.

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#859 Posted by Urban_Ronin (10111 posts) - - Show Bio

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Only one side of her mouth curled to form a smile, as the indescribable sensation of the sai sinking into her target's leg echoed along its handle. Yet as she rose up to conduct a sequel to her unprovoked attack, the quick-twitch reactionary sub-conscious of the Scarlet Shadowrunner intercepted her potentially deadly thrust. Physically arresting the strike at the wrist and contorting the arm. The weapon was forced free and unceremoniously returned seconds later in her shoulder causing the Urban Ronin to hiss. But almost with an enticing allure. Almost with a seductive aura of intrigue.

Neither had hesitated or linked together their movements with choppy intermissions, no pauses or balks. It was a dance of unrehearsed cinematic continuations. Actions and reactions. Ignoring the pain and the impossible angle of her captured arm, the Ronin kept her body in motion disturbingly ripping her rotator cuff and dislocating her shoulder. All so she could further push her body into Valentina's in what could only be described as a sadomasochistic act. Pain, pleasure, they were inseparable indoctrinations that were indistinguishable to her. Sex and violence, they were her peanut butter and jelly, as it were.

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Instead of being forced to the ground, she had instead forfeited the health of her arm and shoulder. Racing her good arm out and behind the Widowmaker of the Darkweb's head and neck seeking to firmly clutch it and bring their faces together. Biting her own lower lip for only a second, the Urban Ronin attacked again. Not with her sais or martial prowess, but rather an uncontrolled kiss. She was wild. Unpredictable. And quite possibly, insane...

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#860 Posted by Rosso (5459 posts) - - Show Bio

O__O What the hell dude!?

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#862 Posted by Rosso (5459 posts) - - Show Bio

@urban_ronin:

—!

She'd hardly had time to be surprised at the kamikaze fighting tactic before finding herself lip-locked with the Nameless Blade of the Nihonto. And as she pulled away Valentina began to speak, "I do—Mmmph!"

Was it all a setup from the start? Some kind of twisted initiation? An impromptu seizure of desire? Or just another ploy for an advantageous position? Valentina couldn't tell her natural empathetic registers rarely had any trouble discerning intent of any one form or another, but in that moment all were coming up nil. In that moment though, she wasn't sure how much she cared. She pressed into the kiss, bracing her free hand on the Ronin's chest–

–and shoved, hard. Though roughly the same height Valentina judged that she had more mass and, she then presumed, more strength. Tense breaths brushed the silence. Then, she spoke again, the searing pain still in her leg a reminder of the impairment visited upon her. "I don't know what your game is - friend or foe - but you'd better open up fast before I lose the rest of my patience."

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#863 Edited by Urban_Ronin (10111 posts) - - Show Bio

@rosso:

The forceful shove sent the Sinister Spider of the San'Vun Syndicate backwards, end over end, into an eventual somersault. And there she remained with a solitary knee planted on the floor for balance. Her hair now draped down obscuring her face, her expressions and tells. But only briefly, as she soon whipped her head back and left it arched with idiosyncratic poise. Yet another odd and unsettling scene, her apparent disregard for the weapon protruding from her shoulder only serving to further illustrate an unhinged mind.

@rosso said:

"I don't know what your game is"

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"Good." she smiled. "Cause I do not play game. Game have rules. I burn board, brake pieces, cheat player. Make new game. We make together, yes?" Grimacing as she finally removed the bloody sai. With her hands raised indicating no harm, physically signalling it was over, she calmly placed one over the bleeding wound making sure her palm was sufficiently covered in blood before removing it.

With a nod towards the Shadowrunner's leg, the indication being to follow suit, she offered her hand in partnership. "San'Vuns. They have pact. Syndicate. They have pact. Yakuza. Pact. Their pacts are strong...ours can be stronger." Only in the deranged mind of the Urban Ronin could such a violent and unexpected act be considered an honorary prelude to partnership. But never the less, here, it, was.

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#864 Posted by Yazhun_Sanvun (1226 posts) - - Show Bio

@sii-la:

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*You have thee marker.* the Shadoking signed while looking the deadly duelist in the eyes. *But you may never have my voice. It brings death. It brings destruction. The marker, it brings loyalty. It brings Debt. It brings Honor.*his finger's smoothly articulating the importance of the marker, as well as the stoicness of his proclamation. And then they snapped. Summoning two well dressed individuals into the room carrying separate designer cases, one tactical, the other filled with the ceremonial currency of the San'Vun Syndicate. Everything under the banner of the Voice Unheard was paid for and with nothing less, nothing more, then the perfectly minted coins contained within each case.

*I will back you, Gunslinger. And much more.*

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#865 Posted by Sii-la (397 posts) - - Show Bio

@yazhun_sanvun: (I'll let you take the lead here I don't wanna lay down canon for your concept. Otherwise this shit will go real left real fast lol )

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#866 Posted by Yazhun_Sanvun (1226 posts) - - Show Bio

@sii-la said:

(I'll let you take the lead here I don't wanna lay down canon for your concept. Otherwise this shit will go real left real fast lol )

Whatever you dont feel comfortable establishing just use vague references. I can always ad-lib

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#867 Posted by Sii-la (397 posts) - - Show Bio

@yazhun_sanvun: (I'm sayin, you also the one who wants to kill the godfathers lol You got a plan?)

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#868 Posted by Yazhun_Sanvun (1226 posts) - - Show Bio

@sii-la said:

You got a plan?)

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(I figure you and I can go after the Inagawa-kai. You've already cultivated more canon for them then I have and its been great. Zaubs is formulating a plot to take down other members so I loosely figure we'll meet somewhere in the middle before its all over. We'll just go one figurehead at a time?)

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#869 Posted by Sii-la (397 posts) - - Show Bio

@yazhun_sanvun: (I can work with that. I'll sleep on it and post tomorrow.)

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@urban_ronin: Rosso remained on guard despite the apparent ceasefire, and made no attempt to hide the open skepticism in her face even as she side-stepped closer to the trunk midway between them.

"What good is an alliance with you if you have no code? It sounds to me like you're unpredictable, particularly proud of it and you'll betray anybody...But I'm curious," she acquiesced. "What 'new game' are you talking about? You want to change the mission? To what, exactly?"

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@rosso:

She looked slightly puzzled as her response was dissected and overanalyzed, but she had expected as much. From the time she had locked eyes on the red-haired widowmaker she had tracked her hyper-analytical disposition. The control she exhibited in the words she used, or didn't. The disciplined eccentricities displayed on the hick up - when to jog and at what pace. The utilitarian means by which she had under-furnished her cabin. Even her counter-attack had been moderated to the point of looking to incapacitate rather then kill, cripple, or maim.

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Only once since they had met was there a moment, a lapse in her self-control when the Ronin's mutant sonar sense detected an irregularity in the rhythm of the Shadowrunner's heart beat. It had been faint. It had been fleeting. But it had happened. She smiled and put her hand away, retreating to the open trunk in the middle of the floor to retrieve what little medical assortments she had. A needle and thread to be exact.

"Mountain hotsping. I saw one on way up." Utterly ignoring the questions. Antagonistically avoiding Valentina's pursuit of answers and forfeiting an opportunity to forcast her own intentions. Her emotional instability couldnt handle being asked to formally explain her every word. To conform to some pre-established sense of loyalty through conventional codes, so she shut down like a petulant passive-aggressive teen.

Snagging the decorative strap on her sheathed katana on her way towards the door, she paused; "I visit spring, but be back tonight." Hiding her subtle grin hoping the lack of answers and unknown intentions would bury themselves deep into the Black Market Mamba's conscious thoughts.

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#873 Posted by Rosso (5459 posts) - - Show Bio

@urban_ronin: "No!" Valentina shouted, nearly leaping across the room as she moved to block the doorway with her own body. It hadn't taken long for her feelings to boil over, or for her to act on them. "Stop playing games with me. You're wasting my time. The more you do that, the more I'm at risk."

She extended a hand, raised in a "stay right there" gesture, and for the observant she'd now sported a silver charm bracelet on each wrist, absent when they first entered the cabin. Upon her face she painted a portrait of understanding, of compromise. "<Look...I can help you, be what you need me to be, but you need to tell me what you're thinking...as far as that's concerned.>"

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#874 Posted by Urban_Ronin (10111 posts) - - Show Bio

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Her head and neck jerked back with surprise as the unexpected outburst caught her off guard. "I like you. But dont think I wont take hand and wrap it round neck. Move." she ordered with squinting eyes. Catching a glimpse of the Mamba's unique accessories displayed on either wrist. "Where you get those?"Distracted, the Ronin relaxed her shoulders. Slowly poking and prodding around the area of the 'charms' without actually making contact. "You bring for me too, yes?" she already knew the answer and could see her particular brand of charisma had worn thin. She signed. "I told you, no game. All I saying is we need to watch backs, yours, and mine. Cause it just us now until job done. So do what you do. Plan. Prepare. I go bathe. Stitch up" motioning to her shoulder.
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#875 Posted by Rosso (5459 posts) - - Show Bio

@urban_ronin: Her head cocked. Slightly askew. A slight smile twitched upon her face, uncertain, like a machine with a broken code. Offended...or thrilled? Valentina was uncertain herself which dominated her mind, but the knot in her throat and pounding in her chest told her what she was going to do. Both corners of her mouth stretched apart and the Crimson Assassin thrust her foot backward, kicking the door open behind her. "Threaten a girl with a good time like that, you'd better be ready to follow through." Out from the bracelets, a black substance seemed to crawl its way from her wrists to her hands, forming her Cobra's Kiss bracers.

"No. I'm going to beat your ass, in here or outside - your choice - and then when I'm done playing, I'll wash up in the spring and you can join if you still feel you can make the hike." She'd stricken a defensive pose, palms raised slightly and outward in case she needed to defend against another sudden attack, yet stepped aside, seemingly to allow the Ronin to pass through the doorway, if she pleased.

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#876 Posted by Yazhun_Sanvun (1226 posts) - - Show Bio

@rosso said:

I'm going to beat your ass

Am I gonna have to come separate you two?
Am I gonna have to come separate you two?

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Black marble must have been in surplus the day the Inagawa Kai Kumicho's office was built. Ken Tetsuno's office was an abyss of it from the columns to his desk. Which made his translucent white skin, now withered by age, stand out in the most unflattering light. He sits behind his desk with guards on either side hooked up to an oxygen tank, the mask hanging from his chin as he puffs on a green clove cigarette through his throat hole.

Ceasar walks behind @yazhun_sanvun as his escort through double doors and shuts them on the way through.

"<My brother. You're late...I can't remember a time when you were behind schedule.>" The Kumicho says with a twinge of suspicion.

"<Come closer, Sanvun. We have much to discuss, hm? Sii-La. Mediate.>" He says pointing a knobby finger at a chair sitting at the end of his desk to the right for The Eyes and directly ahead for the Voice. It wasn't a request, it was a barked order. Ceasar obliges none the less, taking a seat between the two and gazing daggers into the Kumicho's eyes to begin an unspoken conversation.

"<Voice Unheard. You have been making quite a bit of noise for a silent man.>" He pulls in a ragged breath and nearly chokes on it, grabbing his oxygen mask and gulping down the fresh O-2. "<You seem to be amassing power. Why?>"

Cesar looks Yahzun in the eyes, waiting for his mental response. The guards seem uneasy.

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For the first, and presumably the last time since longer then he could remember, the San'Vun Shadoking was led. His eccentric group of core entourage members streamed behind him in well choreographed discipline. Off to the side, two masked individuals from his recently groomed Shinobi Death Cult, were the only ones in open possession of automatic firearms. The handles of their sheathed katana's peeking up over the back of their slender shoulders.

And the Trifecta swayed with exaggerated hip enticement from side to side, harmonic unison snapping their designer heels atop the black marble finish bringing up the rear of the prideful parade of House San'Vun.

Halted at the main double doors, only the Voice Unheard was permitted to advance any further. Surrendering his own blade and firearms, the triplets took them displaying unparalleled respect and care in their handling. As if curating delicate rarities unsoiled by unworthy hands. They remained silent but the atmosphere spoke volumes. It was time.

@sii-la:

"<Voice Unheard. You have been making quite a bit of noise for a silent man. You seem to be amassing power. Why?>"

Slanted to the side crossing his legs and holding his arms in his lap, Yazhun casually squinted as he was forced to endure the Kumicho Komodo's 'clever' pun. Humbling himself for the sake of the long game. For the sake of a much bigger goal. But smiled as the misinformed Godfather requested the Eye to mentally mediate an unspoken conversation. Tapping his ringed finger along his temple and then shrugging, Yazhun's physically conveyed the message that his mind, even if he had wanted to, could not be gleaned. Could not be read. It had been exhaustingly tailored and manicured through experimental means since birth. His vocal condition demanding a great number of safe-guards and as a result, only the Trifecta had ever been able to surf the San'Vun Shadoking's sub-conscious summaries.

For a moment, his finger's began to dexterously dance in the air with stylish signing. Although he knew the godfather resented the unspoken language, he continued with a cheshire cat grin stretched across his translucent face.

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*Trust me. Before the day is done you will know my voice.* Looking towards the guards fanned out on either side of the oxygen depleted boss, he took out a cigarette and a decorative zippo. Placing the guilty pleasure in his mouth to loosely hang off his lip, he snapped his thumb sparking the flame that would literally burn the Inagawa Kai to the ground.

Without hesitation he launched the lit zippo into the lap of the aged Kumicho bursting the exposed O2 into a horrific face consuming holocaust of burning torture. Instantly the guards took action. Opening fire and hitting the Voice Unheard in the chest and shoulder. His vest protecting from fatal injuries but still knocking him backwards out of the chair and onto the ground gasping for air.

On the otherside of the locked doors the Trifecta and the Shinobi Death Cult stood their ground, briefly preventing the full force of the Inagawa syndicate from breaching and ending the attempted assassination. With Yazhun down, and his entourage otherwise engaged, it was up to the Eye to hold true and facilitate the needed fatality of Ken Tetsuno...

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"Will you now?" Her eyes growing wide with excited anticipation. "Or maybe you feeling dizzy yes?" Drawing a nail across her lips and humming.

"Maybe I gave you the devil's kiss? A cocktail of venom. Poison coursing through veins as we speak yes?" Titling her head with coy playfulness while attempting to passively ease by the Mamba's intensived alertness. In truth, the damage to her shoulder had begun to inch its way into her conscious thought.

The pain surged and made her nauseous but she maintained her theatrical charisma. Her defiant internal angst wouldn't allow her to appear weak. Especially in of her tentative partner. After all. In her own unique all be it peculiar way, she admired her.

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@urban_ronin:

Valentina squinted. "<What? What did you–?>"

ᚠ*^%!

She'd have been proud were she not livid. A move out of her own playbook and she didn't even see it coming until the Nameless Blade began to split into two hazy forms, her words little more than blathering nonsense. As much as she could, she tried to keep it together but the charade wouldn't last long. She couldn't, not like this...

Valentina lunged. With as much speed and power as she could generate, shooting herself into a savage, uncoordinated dive and attempt to wrap her arms around the Ronin's waste. Or ankle. Or anything she might use to drag her down so she could get a good grip and activate the gloves.

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#885 Edited by Sii-la (397 posts) - - Show Bio

@yazhun_sanvun: "Hold him! Don't kill!"Ceasar says to the guard telepathically who obeys the Red Eyed right hand of the Kai. Ceasar leaps from his chair and jumps to his Kumicho's aid, pulling him out of his chair patting the flames from his face, now pocked with flash burns and burnt coagulating blood,

"Kill...him..." THe Kumicho whispers in Ceasars ear, who peers over at Yahzun. It would be so easy. To kill the Kumicho...and Yahzun. He could cease both of their power with little to no effort and close the vacuum of power before it even opened...

Yahzun should be grateful The Eye is a man of his word. The weight of his decision to assist The Voice pulling down the pocket of his rawhide jacket in the form of a coin.

Cesar bends down and hugs the once powerful titan of Japan and, fHe begins to squeeze, his muscular arms moving in tighter around the kumicho like a boa constricting it's prey as the feeble old demon gasps for air, his eyes filled with fear and confusion. The Red Eye stares deeply into the mind of Tetsuno and drinks in his fear, "If anything happens to you, I'm sure your sons will be great Kumicho's in your absence. "

He pulls Tetsuno into a brotherly embrace, the back of the eccentric godfather's head in Cesars rough palm as he rocks the Kumicho gently, and whispers into his ear with a voice not heard in 15 years "Widge is why I slid their throads and pult their tugs through the slids."

"Ah...ah!" Tetsuno exclaims in speechless agony as tears begin to well in his yellowish-brown jaundiced eyes.

Cesar forces him to rest his head on his shoulder as he tries, feebly, to resist. Then whispers in his ear, " Logi hash brogen ish chains...Ragnarog hash arriged." He kisses Tetsuno forcefully on the side of his head then JERKS left and snaps his neck. Before his body hits the floor a pistol flies out of the shadow if Cesar's duster and he slingshots a bullet through the forehead of the guard holding Yahzun, stands, then empty's a clip into Tetsuno.

He pulls a pistol from the opposite side of his waist and tosses it to Yahzun with a lazer focus in his eyes as they turn cobalt black and ruby red, passing Yahzun and heading up the spiral stairs that lead to a second story library with a balcony over looking the office, his back to the case.

He smirks and raises a finger to his lips as he looks at Yahzun below.

Silence. A long silence.

Suddenly pages and books explode outward as a false wall disintegrates and three men with submachine guns power through and into the balcony. A plan in place to catch any would be assassins off guard from the high ground.

A plan designed by The Eye of Inagawa.

It only takes one bullet to take down all three. from the right. He then steps over their bodies and re-mags his weapon. Outside he can be heard dropping down to the first floor. Bullets crack the air, the sound of the *shlinks* of katanas and blood splattering against smooth marble, screams that would make the devil blush.

Again, silence.

The double doors swing open and Cesar enters with the Sanvun soldiers breeze past his shoulders awaiting orders from their master as they assist him in standing.

Cesar flicks his pistol at The Voice, ushering him out of the Gaijin Gangsters new office

(editted the ending to clarify)

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#886 Edited by Yazhun_Sanvun (1226 posts) - - Show Bio

@sii-la:

Murder in Madripoor

Each breath was a fight in an ofitself. The theatrical slaughter in background had become secondary noise. Yazhun had become overwhelmed in a shifting and struggled search to find some space, some posture or position that would ease the continuous pain rampaging through his upper body. His teeth were on display like those of a surging Great White. Clinched so tightly that it appeared as if at any moment, they would chip and shatter into a thousand shards across the floor.

Discarding his suit jacket, his hand then trembled over the comprised integrity of his all-white flack-jacket and the partially lodged projectiles protruding out of it. Elbows first he pulled himself along the floor with sheer determination, pride, and a victorious glow in his eyes.

Crawling up along the fallen Inagawa's body, he plucked one of the shells from his vest. In a morbid motion it was placed in the dead man's gaped mouth and slammed shut with a disrespectful palm strike to the chin.

It was shortly there after in which the Voice Unheard's orators, the triplets, as well as the Shinobi Death Cult, came to his aid. Unceremoniously helping the San'Vun Shadoking to his feet as the Gaijin Gangsters motioned to come on. Stampeding foot steps could be heard echoing through the stairwells and around every corner. Those loyal to the deceased would not fade quietly, nor were they about to let their godfather's assassin's stoically walk out of the complex.

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Yazhun nodded with an expressed sense of gratitude, silently thanking Ceaser for upholding the marker. Before, without warning, shoving the triplets away from him while simultaneously retaking possession of his sheathed katana. Then birthing its black vibranium blade, intercepting, deflecting, and briefly holding the attempted death blows of three previously unseen Inagawa Busidos in training.

He grimaced before expertly spinning out of the maneuver and directly into a thrusting stab to put down the third. Using his momentum to spin back around with the gifted pistol the Eye had forfeited for his use. Knee, knee, head shot, head shot. Dispatching the remaining two before stumbling to a crouched position.

"We must go. Our reinforcements are outside. Cars waiting. We only need to get there." the Trifecta urgently demanded. Taking the Voice Unheard's arms up behind their neck and shoulders ready to follow the gunslinging bulletmaster the rest of the way.

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#887 Posted by Urban_Ronin (10111 posts) - - Show Bio

@rosso:

The aggravation of having to violently react to the lunge with physical exertion fueled the Sutorei (stray in japanese) Shinobi's counter. Quickly contorting her gait sideways and dropping down to a knee, she sought to maneuver out of the way while reaching up with her good arm to snare the determined assassin's head with an under and over grapple around the neck.

Hopefully using Valentina's momentum in aiding the attempted snapmare. But fumbled the execution. Most likely resulting in both of them crashing into each, and then the floor. "STUBBORN...STAY DOWN!" The Ronin raged. Grasping at her shoulder as the all consuming pain rifled through her entire body. "We no good to anyone if bleed out here and now!"With what little energy she had left, she scurried to the wall and rested her back against it. Too exhausted to go for the door.

Too tired to help her poison put the viscous viper to sleep. Her foolish ploys and games having drastically backfired, she had little recourse now but to text the Voice Unheard and alert him as to her...misstep. Pulling a burner from the heap of clothes on the floor, she sent the message.

SOS

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#888 Posted by Rosso (5459 posts) - - Show Bio

@urban_ronin: The room whipped and tumbled around her, and before she could process what happened Valentina found herself splayed across the floor, looking up at her own legs against the wall. Deep breaths. Vertigo wasn't getting any better. "Yariman..." Groaning, she awkwardly and hastily fumbled her way to her feet, working almost entirely on some apparent autopilot.

But she didn't explode again. Bracers disengaged. At first she just stood, swaying in the light breeze, head lolled to one side. "Okuh...Okay...I g-...You–wuh...Help me..." Valentina staggered, hoping to make her way over so she could lean on the Ronin for support. And, assuming she could rekindle the trust using the last of her strength in a headbutt aimed at her adversarial ally's jaw. If she was going down, she'd at least make her own emphatic assertion about where the two of them stood in relation to one another.

Hopefully the poison wasn't too dangerous..

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#889 Posted by Rosso (5459 posts) - - Show Bio

I almost forgot, we were perfectly fine until the whole stabbing thing.

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#890 Edited by Urban_Ronin (10111 posts) - - Show Bio

@rosso:

Without hesitation the Stray Shinobi reached out to embrace the deceptively submissive assassin. A well earned smile momentarily overriding the sensationalized pain. "You a fighter. Like me. I li." Bursts of speckled dots, or stars as they were more commonly referred to as, danced in a sea of blackness. Her hearing suddenly funneled through a sophicating emptiness, as conscious and subconscious thought frantically fought to recalibrate and understand what had happened. It was too late. She had been figuratively shut off.

She had felt the force. But beyond that, the Urban Ronin had no idea what had hit her. Instead, her limp body staggered backwards with an awkward motion. Hitting the ground, disturbingly unable to catch herself or even angle accordingly with the position of her decline. Face first, legs folded unevenly beneath her weight, she went down in a heap, for the count. And with her any future notions of establishing herself as the top dog. Her hierarchical fantasy dashed in a daring display emphasized by the assassin's junk yard dog mentality. Valentina had simply willed herself to win.

But with the message sent, the question quickly became...what would he do upon arrival?

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#891 Edited by Yazhun_Sanvun (1226 posts) - - Show Bio

@blue_ghost; (if you'd rather not particpate its all good. jus let me know and I'll edit :))

Emperor's Palace Casino

Flashing lights, coins, smoke, tears and cheers constructed the perfect atmosphere inside the island's majestic Casino. A parade of criminal princes and wannabe rocknrolla's filtered in an out, mingling in an amongst Madripoor's tech millionaires and corrupt officials. A versatile scene of political theater sprinkled into the mix of high class escorts and rising stars of the syndicated underworld.

It had also become the well advertised home of Taoka-Tosei. Mister TnT. Part of the wide spread federation of leadership in current control of the Sumiyoshi-kai. Unlike the other syndicates, the Sum-Kai traditionally filtered their management through several eccentric individuals. Perhaps none more so then the murderous madman, Taoka-Tosei.

But the Voice Unheard had always shared an ecliptic fascination with the man. A weird unspoken bound birthed through their offkey appearances in an otherwise world of visual traditions and prejudicial whispers. Yet tonight the Tosei Terror was nothing more then in the way. Too crazy to be included in the future of the San'Vun Syndicate. Too unpredictable to simply let live in the aftermath of the Inagawa massacre.

Mr. TnT
Mr. TnT

Escorted by the Trifecta and alongside the sensational singer, Ms Cat, the designer suit wearing Shadoking smiled as he spotted the peculiar psycho in bloom. Partially inebriated and dancing atop the lounge couch tucked away in the VIP section of the Casino.

"SAN'VUN YOU CRAZY **** GET OVER HERE" he obnoxiously yelled, spilling his drink over everyone beneath him with blatant disregard. "You really did it huh? You kill old lunger hahahah goooooooddamn. And they say I crazy hahahahaaaaa" Yazhun's orators cringed in disgust. They openly hated the Tosei Terror and their facial expressions conveyed exactly that. "We assure you. Mr. San'Vun was in no way involved in any cr" But as the triplets began their rehearsed denial they were mockingly shushed by the manic mobster. "Yeah yeah we all know the speech."

Before any true insults could fly however, the Silent Shogun motioned for Cat to come closer. Presenting her with an introductory gesture. The Trifecta switched gears and became to formally introduce her. "May we present to you the Khan's greatest rising attraction. Her voice is beyond reproach. If you would? We would love to have her perform for you." Turning and nodding to Cat, they silently alluded for her to take the stage and dazzle those in attendance.

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#892 Edited by Blue_Ghost (132 posts) - - Show Bio

@yazhun_sanvun:

Catherine honestly doesn't know what to think of the Tosei Terror other than to think the man is crazy and that he was obviously a mobster. As always, Cat keeps her thoughts to herself and carefully controlled, barely avoiding the man's spilled drink from splashing onto her beautiful dress. She hates Casino's, but she is here because Mr. San'Vun requested it. A man who is obviously a mobster as well and the more Cat learns about him, the more dangerous the reputation the man is getting through all the hushed whispers Cat is hearing. No human can hear what she can hear, but she can enhance her hearing with her powers and keeps the information she is gleaning to herself. Honestly, she doesn't care what Mr. San'Vun does, it's his business. Cat has her own end game to play and right now, she chooses to keep her cards very close to her chest.

When the Voice Unheard motions for Cat to come closer, she almost misses it but she catches it in the corner of her eye and immediately obeys as she rises from her seat with a graceful movement. She comes closer to the Trifecta as the three women introduce her. Catherine smiles rather enchantingly at the the Trifecta before she bows with respect to Mr. San'Vun, "It'll be my honor to sing for you once more."

And then, she turns and walks on stage with the same band that has been helping her in the past. And then she sings a rather romantic song:

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By the time Cat is done, over half the Casino sits, or stands in some cases, enraptured by the song. Then they clap when she is done and she bows with a smile on her face. "Thank you!" She gets some shouted requests to sing another song and she obliges by singing:

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The crowd goes wild and Catherine bows again as she smiles, pleased that the audience loves her songs so much.

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#893 Posted by Sii-la (397 posts) - - Show Bio

@yazhun_sanvun: Yeah sorry bro because I wasn't sure where to go from there. Hospital, gangland doctor? Then I felt like it'd just be idol chit chat from there, which is fine with anyone else, but then again Sii is heartless and woulda killed Sanvun if he wasnt a man with a code to begin with. So he could care less if he dies. :P

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#894 Edited by Yazhun_Sanvun (1226 posts) - - Show Bio

@sii-la:

Rp'n with Surkit
Rp'n with Surkit

lol its all good man I feel ya. we can headcanon gaps if or when they come up

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#895 Posted by Black_Bullet (248 posts) - - Show Bio

@yazhun_sanvun: lol you ain't wrong.

hmu when it's time to finish what we started

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#897 Posted by Yazhun_Sanvun (1226 posts) - - Show Bio

@blue_ghost:

Cat's performance had opened a window. Her voice serenaded the crowd while the Shadoking conspicuously cloned the distracted underboss' digital device. Encrypted, its priceless information would need to be extracted by an elite expert. A cyber-terrorist who's delicate digital discipline was beyond reproach. He knew just the individual for the job.

Slipping his own phone back into his pocket at the exact moment the lovely singer had taken her final curtain call, Yazhun charismatically patted the chest of Mr. TnT. "What? We done already? Tsk Tsk, you know you owe conversation about what happen with Inagawa. I expect hear from you soon." But the Voice simply smirked and promoted his sculpted jawline high with aristocratic diplomacy, and maybe a touch of arrogance. "Before you go." the clown face'd prince asserted, slipping his slender body out from behind the booth. "How much for the girl?"

The Shado'Shogun squinted angrily yet checked his emotions. He had dangled a carrot, and there for could not act surprised when the horse sought to nibble. Immediately the Trifecta spoke up. "You have no honor Mister Tosei. She is a person, and she is not for sale." However Yazhun rose his hand as if entertaining the potential transaction. Mr. TnT spribbled a number down on a piece of paper and slid it across the ankle high desk between all parties involved. The Voice took it. Looked at it, then to the underboss, before removing his decorative zippo and lighting it on paper. The insinuation made clear. *No deal.*

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Turning his full attention to the Trifecta he ushered them off to retrieve the Khan's star-studded songstress. It was time to go.

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#898 Edited by Blue_Ghost (132 posts) - - Show Bio

@yazhun_sanvun:

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Unfortunately, Catherine cannot be found at her expected location. If asked around, someone will kindly direct the adorable triplets to where they last saw Cat. Should the Trifecta go to that location, they'll see a Ninja standing over Catherine's body. The Ninja in black turns and looks over his shoulder at the three before slamming down a smoke pellet that quickly fills the area. The Ninja escapes with some quick acrobatic movements and vanishes into the night.

By the time the smoke clears, and if the Trifecta take a closer look at Catherine's prone body laying on the ground, the Triplets will see a sword wound in Catherine's chest along with a pool of blood under her body. Cat's eyes are staring blankly into nothing and she is not breathing because, for all appearances, she is dead.

From the looks of things, it looks like a hit from an assassin. And considering Mr. San'Vun's recent movements, this shouldn't be surprising. But why kill Catherine Durant? Maybe because someone out there knew Mr. San'Vun liked her and wants to start taking away the things he likes and/or loves in order to strike fear into his heart before finally targeting him. Sometimes that is the way the game is played. Killing Catherine is a message.

DNA testing will confirm it's Catherine Durant. No known extended family other than her parents and they are listed as having died a few years ago in a car accident. The rising star that once belonged to Mr. San'Vun is no more. Or is she?

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As the Blue Ghost preps her jet, the Changeling, for take off, a tear slips down her cheek. She hated having to do that to Mr. San'Vun. He showed her nothing but respect and even a small measure of kindness. But revealing who she is to him would have been a very bad thing considering the kind of man he is. Morrigan suspects very strongly, Mr. San'Vun would have tried using her as an assassin despite her walking away from that path. Plus, how can one possibly find redemption singing for Mr. San'Vun?

The Blue Ghost had to do what she did. She had to fake her death because she must seek her own path and that cannot be with Mr. San'Vun regardless of how much she respects him. As the Changeling takes off with it's cutting edge stealth technology, the Blue Ghost's mind goes back on how she did it. How she faked her death.

See, the Blue Ghost is a shape-shifter and she's been at it for over a hundred years now so she's gotten rather good at it. A dead homeless bum was the perfect out for Catherine. With a touch, she is capable of transforming the living, and the dead, into almost anything she desires with the same level of skill that she is capable of. Morrigan hated having to do that to a poor homeless bum, but he was already dead. It was only a matter of moving the body where she wanted it, then making a stab wound in the heart before letting the body fall to the ground. And then all Morrigan had to do was transform herself into that Ninja that the Trifecta saw. The Ninja had to be done because it added a nice touch. Plus, everyone will now be looking for that Ninja if all goes according to plan. Of course, the Ninja will never be found because he doesn't exist.

The Blue Ghost narrows her eyes, blaming all of this on Monica Waller. By now the woman knows that Morrigan is no longer under her control and is going into hiding. But Morrigan does not care because she can run but she cannot hide. The Blue Ghost will find her eventually. Oh yes...it was just a matter of time!

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#899 Posted by Yazhun_Sanvun (1226 posts) - - Show Bio

@blue_ghost:

Breaking my heart but I loved it. Luv surprises and spontaneity

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#900 Edited by ParagonxXx (4143 posts) - - Show Bio

@yazhun_sanvun: *Bows and smiles* Thank you! I'm glad you loved it. ^_^