Surge
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Post by Surge on Jan 8, 2021 16:16:37 GMT -6
MorganWhether you are looking for money, a hit, or even protection, the Underworld Crime Syndicate can arrange something for you. One of several locations was at one of the corporate bars that stages events and such to cover all of the smuggling that happens from time to time. One of the dangerous bars on Earth was owned by Alex Mule who housed much of the trafficking in South City. The bar had been closed for the night and Surge and a couple of guys sat at a roundhouse table and playing a game of poker for the night. Surge was winning as usual and with a lit cigarette in his mouth. "I need someone for a job Tony, do you think you know a person for it?"Tony was a fat slob that couldn't resist a contract with someone no matter what, money was King in his eyes. "That depends on the job but more than likely, you already know what you want and know the king of crime that I usually deal with."
"I'm looking to rob a bank.""What are you having money problems or something? You're one of the richest men I know.""No, I use to work with an ex associate of mine who decided to high tail it out when things went south. He has a purple gem that I need back and the last thing I want is to make my face known for no reason.""I can make a few calls and get in touch with someone. Hopefully they will come down here and do the job.""Alright get to calling and while your at it, go buy some more chips."Surge had won yet another pot for tonight and collecting the chips. Tony on the other hand had gotten up and started to call some numbers.
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Morgan
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PL: 24,000
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Post by Morgan on Jan 8, 2021 16:50:44 GMT -6
Boots clacked steadily on the floor to announce the young mage's presence. It had been -maybe- no more than twenty minutes since she'd received the call on a new, secure line. There was a job to be done, and more importantly, money to be made. The Hexen smirked, her hands driven into the pockets of her red jacket, as she was lead into the smokey, dimly lit room wherein some of the richest men on the planet were currently amusing themselves with a game of cards.
"Well, well," she spoke up before an introduction could be made. The thought of redeeming herself in the eyes of this world's underbelly after so many months spent in prison might have been making her a little impatient, albeit deservedly so. She still felt a little sore where that goody-goody Majin had sucker punched her. "If it isn't the big bad blue himself.
"Your reputation precedes you, Surge." The blonde, almost mistakenly human in figure, smiled before casting her eyes over the table. The Brenchian was quite the poker player, apparently. "I wasn't invited to play a round of cards, though, I think."
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Surge
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Post by Surge on Jan 8, 2021 17:39:38 GMT -6
This woman wasn't something he had expected nor did he expect anyone to know of his reputation so quickly. He looked to the other guys and whistled. They had immediately gotten up and left the room. Considering that Surge was the only one with an empire and more men and money to his name, the others didn't think twice to objecting to a private audience with the girl. He folded his hands together and stared at the woman with a serious military stare that didn't break.
"Before we break the ice, I want an understanding on who you are and what have you heard about me?"
He wanted to know who he was dealing with considering that the last man he had dealt with was a fat red majin who so easily betrayed him. Secondly, he wanted to know whether or not if she knew anything note worthy about himself. Nevertheless, he was ready to pay the credits to the girl once he was ready to speak about the gem. He also wanted to know how much experience she has with stealing items. Just outside the establishment was the group of guys that he had just kicked out and a few undercover soldiers of Surge who stood on guard always.
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Morgan
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Post by Morgan on Jan 8, 2021 18:57:19 GMT -6
Her green orbs watched carefully as the men cleared the room without complaint or objection. Just as she'd thought, this Surge commanded respect and power. He had influence plenty to throw around. Or maybe, they just feared him. She could work with either, to be honest.
"Of course." As she spoke, Morgan withdrew her hands from her pockets, and between their playing fingers, a small cloud of silver particles came into being. While she continued, the growing smoke would dance and twist, as though to add emphasis to her words. "My name is Morgan. I am one of a race of warrior mages. I excel in infiltration. Theft. Assassination. From time to time, when I feel like it, I'm also available for a little hired muscle."
The smoke in her hands came aflame, keeping its silver color but throwing its light up and under the woman's face for effect. If the Hexen was anything, it was dramatic. "And you," she finished while quashing the flame between her enclosed hands. "You are the man holding the cards, so to speak. The most important thing in all the galaxy, a greater superpower than any technology, technique, or spell: money. With it, you command armies, run cities, and make your will a reality in ways that I can only want for.
"So, what'll it be?" She had never stopped smirking at the blue man. Was it cockiness? Well deserved confidence? Or just a trait shared by the race of magical warriors? "What am I stealing? Who am I killing? Or, do you just want to put the fear of god into a rival businessman?" |
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Surge
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Post by Surge on Jan 10, 2021 15:33:41 GMT -6
Whether she spoke of honesty or sarcastically towards what she thought of him, Surge wouldn't pay no mind to it. Surge was a man who lived through experience and used that experience to keep himself alive. As she told him who she was and that he was a made, the first thing he had thought about were the demon mages of the universe. Even though he had vast knowledge about the planets of the galaxy, the demon and mage aspect of it all has always alluded him. So much so that he didn't know what kind of spells they tended to use or how dangerous they could end up being in a fight. Nevertheless, he always kept his guard up when it came to the casters and he took caution by pulling out a fresh cigarette and lighting the flame as he smoked, releasing the overwhelming stress when she had stated that she was a mage. After giving her list of skillsets, he knew that she was the one right for the job and with a quick glance looking at her he smirked.
"Your mission is to go to the small bank located in this city called Treasure Bank. I had a former client of mine deposit a rare purple gem. It worth means nothing to the black market, which is why I am offering you a high price for it. 30,000."
Whether or not she was the type of person to want to create a fake gem in the place of a real one using her magic, which Surge had witness in the past on another planet, he would be able to tell a fake from the real thing. He kept his eyes at and casually had leaned back as he continued to exhale smoke.
"I want you to steal this gem for me and get it back. Try to be sneaky about it, I don't need news coverage on it."
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Morgan
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Post by Morgan on Jan 10, 2021 16:06:06 GMT -6
"Thirty-thousand zeni for a little, itty bitty rock?" She was having her fun now, and smiling in a way that suggested as much. A brief giggle escaped her before she could stop it, and the facade tumbled from around its wearer. In its place stood the young woman, her mind already racing with what that kind of money could buy for her on this backwater dump of a planet.
"You've got yourself a deal, Mr. Surge." Morgan put extra emphasis on the man's new title, as a tease, and the silver mist appeared from her sleeves again. In her palms, it coalesced and shrunk, solidifying into a small, cylindrical device within each palm. Each cylinder only had a single button on its end, well hidden if one didn't know where to look, and she demonstrated its use by quickly giving a double tap on one device.
Its other lit up with a soft green ring just opposite its own button. The light vanished after another double tap on the broadcasting cylinder, and she gently set the receiver on her employer's table.
"Just a little trick of the trade; don't worry. I'll send the signal when the gem is in my possession. If you're so inclined to have another employee pick it up for you, then send them with this so that I know it's safe. Otherwise, I can simply bring it here. No fuss, no muss, and certainly no hacked communications. If, for any reason, I am to hold off on returning the gem to you, then give it two quick clicks, and I will know to wait for your instructions." When she was finished explaining, she stowed away her own transmitter into her pocket, followed shortly by each hand.
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