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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2018 9:51:08 GMT -6
THREAD PL: 1,250
His search for a decent job has lead him to the Southern Tropics, a lush continent that can only be described as a paradise, now he didn't know this place much like he did with West City, but expanding your collection of the world was important although Jackson wasn't really caring about his own studies but more or less money and glory.
He was brought here by an offer from a creepy snake, creepy? Maybe not but definitely strange, but it didn't matter so long as he got paid for his services. He entered a dark alley which was rare in this lush of a place and waited.
Apparently the snake said to just wait here and they would work out something. And so he waited.
Hopefully this doesn't take too long.
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Bucha
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Post by Bucha on Sept 26, 2018 11:35:23 GMT -6
Bucha's PL: 1,000
Bucha was recently told by her father that apparently she might be earning herself a bodyguard of sorts. The person of course wasn’t gonna be her bodyguard the whole time however, but more-so a ‘gun-for-hire’. Apparently this guy was just ‘in it for the money’ or something along the lines of that, which Bucha of course didn’t like all too much. All the money belonged to her, and only her! But alas, while her father did indeed give her everything she wanted, she knew he couldn’t turn down on a new worker.
Her father was currently doing something at the very moment, so he decided to entrust her daughter to do the task; she was getting to the point of reaching adulthood, so obviously it would’ve been best for her to learn how to recruit people on her own. So while her father was busy doing whatever he needed to do, she would go ahead and walk down the dark alleyway that apparently was the meeting location… how subtle.
The snake zoan looked from side-to-side as she walked through the alley, grimacing at how dirty and dark everything was. Each time she flicked her tongue, she would be greeted with a disgusting odor! Was it from a pile of garbage? Mold? Rats skittering around the cement ground? Whatever it was, it was pretty disgusting. Though with each flick of her tongue, she could smell the presence of another Earthling. He was quite strong it seemed, so she slowly approached with caution, stopping once she saw the figure. “Hello? Is this… Jackson? I’m Bucha, Kombu’s daughter and I’m here to recruit you… or something. My father is busy at the moment with things so he decided to let me talk to you.” It was really obvious that she was new to this.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2018 11:46:19 GMT -6
Not even hours later, he was approached by another snake person, was this entire organization built around snakes? Granted, he had no grudges towards them but he found them pretty creepy, of course he wasn't too judgmental considering one, he doesn't care as long as the money flows and two, don't read a book by its cover.
He listened to the snake who introduced herself as Bucha, and he immediately discovered this snake was the daughter of the one who had him be here in the first place, interesting.
She was obviously new to illegal deals and business conversations so he would take it slow with her "How much am I getting paid and is it per week or month?" He asked in a calm but direct tone, aiming to make this lesson quick.
He had no idea what to expect from this but time will surely tell.
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Bucha
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Post by Bucha on Sept 27, 2018 5:05:40 GMT -6
Honestly he was kinda scaring looking. He looked like any sort of mercenary you would see in those movies or in video games; gave off that scary and serious vibe. She was kinda scared that this guy would shoot her at any moment… ugh, if only her dad was here, then he would get this done and over with already. She cleared her throat once hearing the man, forcing in a smile… only to realize she had no clue on what to say. She didn’t exactly know how much the SSA or her father made; she just asked for things and she gets things. “Uuuuhh…”
She would twiddle her thumbs together, thinking on what her response should be. “I would say, uhm… 1,000 per week, or 2,000. It’s at least around that range I’m sure, but my father should know the proper pricing…” Yeah, she had no clue on what to do. “…” The snake remained silent afterwards, shuffling uncomfortably. "I'm very new at this..."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2018 10:44:14 GMT -6
Ranging from 1,000 to 2,000 eh? Not bad, not bad at all, could be better, could be worse, but it'll do, it was odd how the snake-like person took a while to respond, has she been making it up? Doesn't matter, he'll ask her father for the definitive price later.
He crossed his arms and audibly sighed deeply before looking up at Bucha and responding "Alright. I'll join in on your little army." He stated, letting his arms rest by his side.
He actually didn't know how Bucha would react, presumably with some happiness but she hasn't shown to the very direct and desperate about it, if she did it was most likely hidden by her embarrassment at her inexperience.
In any case, this should be interesting, he pondered on how this would go.
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General Kombu
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Post by General Kombu on Sept 28, 2018 13:51:36 GMT -6
IT'S A DEALKOMBU'S PL: 7,000
"With all due respect, General Scarlet, uh... Are you sure about this hire?" Metal claws tapped at a file, prying open the container to view the pages. Slitted pupils narrowed, a forked tongue flicking. With a wave of his tail that rested off the side of the office's chair, the leader of the Scarlet Streamer Army set down the papers. "Yes. It is one thing to have all the gunmen we sssssport, but it's another to have one who knows how to use ki." Arms folded behind his back, the serpent's frilled crests spread as he looked out the large window.
"...Unless you want to loose your life with another another hundred-ssssomething men in a failed ki control lessssson." The soldier straightened, fearfully nodding. Kombu was always a little grumpier than usual when he left his meetings. The snake man's fangs bared as he growled to himself, pushing open one of the windows. "I'll return later- and I want all the halls finally sssswept when I'm back- or elsse. I'm sure my daughter could use a little help." And with that, the cobra slinked into the shadows, diving up into the cloudy skies above...
Kombu had remained hidden in the shadows for a few minutes, silently observing his daughter's work. The father ran one of his mechanical hands across his face- she'd need better training later. Were the others even doing their jobs back at base!? Still, though she was lacking in some departments, Bucha managed to convince the human to come aboard- that was a relief. "Well, I suppossse that we should welcome you to the army, then." Kombu's tone echoed from behind the two as he straightened his back. The much taller snake stood a few feet over the human and his daughter, eyes narrowed and concentrated on Jackson before he slinked beside Bucha. "You did a good job, princess. I'll take over from here." He flashed a toothy grin to his daughter before turning back to their new recruit.
"You're Jackssson, I presume?" He extended one of his prosthetic palms forwards. "I am Kombu Leef- general of the Scarlet Sssstreamer." He bowed his head before straightening his stance. "...But before we let you waltz in, I need to make sure you're up our alley." His gaze narrowed. "We are not outsssside ssstealing, killing, and doing anything in our power to get the job done. You will need to be effective- and willing to do things some might sssssee as unlawful." He explained, lowering his long neck to level his head back down to the human's level.
"You'll ssssstart as a private like anyone else, the pay for that is a good five-hundred zeni per mission, with an added hundred per hour of miscellaneous work. But ssssshould you prove your worth with action, you can get much, much more." He spoke, putting a little more bait on his hook. "But I can't have hesssitant persons. You will do what you need to do to complete our goals, no matter what that may be. Am I clear?"
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Bucha
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Post by Bucha on Sept 28, 2018 15:35:08 GMT -6
She gave a short smile once hearing Jackson’s reply, shaking her head however. “This isn’t MY army, but it’s my fathers. I can’t really run anything yet, but someday I wi-“ Speak of the Devil, and he shall come. The snake smiled once hearing her father’s voice, honestly quite relieved to hear it! But was he sitting there the whole time while she talked with this guy? If so, then she knew for a fact that she and her father are gonna have a lil’ talk after this. Either way she was happy to see her dad, becoming even happier once he told her that she did a good job. “Thank you, father. I’ll gladly let you take over.” Gladly was an understatement…
The young adult stood beside her father, taking in some mental notes. First, greet yourself and state your position… wait, did she even have a position? If she did, then she probably forgot what it was. Okay, second… ask if the person could steal, murder, or do just about anything to get the job done… alright, so far so good. She should begin listening to Kombu more if she wants to take his position one day… and she should start acting a bit more menacing as well. Maybe she should ask for robo-arms someday.
Actually that would be a bad idea. She had a nice set of arms, so… better not lose ‘em.
But still it would be pretty neat to have them; look more intimidating... which she wasn't at all. Especially if she's called "princess", which she didn't mind of course.
Bucha yawned quietly as she waited for her father to finish, shooting Jackson a short grin. “Again, you better be willing to do anything to complete a mission. No ifs or buts about it.” Hopefully this was good enough to impress her father by a little bit… oh, and she needed to make another note! Promise more things and the more likely someone would be interested in joining. |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2018 15:48:26 GMT -6
He heard an intimidating tone ring out from behind the duo and he certainly recognized the voice, daddy's here. He turned himself entirely to face the General and took his hand, speaking few words in this conversation of business.
"Oh, you don't have to worry, I have done much worse things than simple burglary and/or murder" He reassured the pondering snake general, after all what did the alias 'Sharpshooter' mean to him? The general went on to explain his starting role in the soon-to-be wide organization, and finally revealing the pay, 600 zeni, how hilarious.
The general however reassured his annoyed thoughts by saying that money can rise should he complete his objectives accordingly which he would, the daughter also seemed to aid the General a bit, presumably attempting to impress the father, he pulled out a 3ft long in length carbonadium sniper-rifle with a night vision scope and said through his gruff and deep voice behind the mask of his armour.
"Sir yes sir."
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Joy Conica
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Post by Joy Conica on Sept 29, 2018 21:50:59 GMT -6
Joy was quite literally a fly on the wall. The witch had transformed into a purple insect with iridescent wings. She buzzed about the trash cans as she listened in on the shady dealings going down in the alley.
The talk of Zeni had drawn her attention. After the fall of her hometown, Satan City, she couldn’t exactly rely on mummy and daddy’s bank account and the blackwater assassins had disappeared without giving her so much as a recommendation letter.
The snake lady didn’t seem to have a good idea of the soldier guy’s worth. That meant she was probably rich. Joy wasn’t the army type but she was broke and the marksman seemed just distracted enough as the General arrived to close the deal that she thought she might be able to snag a quick buck.
The fly buzzed around the corner and out of sight.
A moment later a girl with wavy violet hair came sauntering in from the direction of the tiki bar next door. She smelled like tequila and chlorine. The bathing suit cover up she was wearing was sheer enough to show off a multitude of arcane tattoos, dull against her dark skin.
She had picked up the outfit from her parent’s summer home, where she had temporarily taken up residence.
“Hey there, Soldier!” She cooed playfully at Jackson, “How would you like to buy a pretty girl a drink?”
Her ankles buckled from apparent drunkenness and she stumbled forwards on thin stiletto heels. The girl caught her fall by grabbing onto the soldier. Quick hands searched his back pockets for a wallet or money clip of any kind and she let out an embarrassed giggle.
If she found one she would attempt to stow it in her pocketbook, even as a replica item materialized in her other hand and dropped to the floor.
Hope it's ok to join in since I'm trying to get recruited too. Anyways, PL is 333. |
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