Operative VS Operative
| Location: Log_Location::Jia | IC Date: Log_IC_Date::2541/09/09 | OOC Date: Log_OOC_Date::2017/10/20 |
| Characters: Has Characters in Scene::Jia, Has Characters in Scene::Zank, Has Characters in Scene::Willow Merryweather, Has Characters in Scene::Kyoshiro | ||
| Summary: Log_Short_Summary:: | ||
The Cargo bay is very much covered in weapons. All unloaded and ammo no wear to be found. But the bay is COVERED in fire arms. Every one seems to be in a state of cleaning or inspection or. Zank sits at his bench cleaning a M4 of some kind. The finished weapons seem to be stored near the stairs. It looks like the Jia is getting ready for a war. Or atleast to maybe try and stop one. <English>
It's perhaps a bit of an odd thing, really. Willow hasn't been around the ship for a while. Like a couple of days sort of a while. Strange, but not altogether unheard of. Returning to the spaceport on Osiris, the redheaded woman pauses to look over the array of ships, and then she mutters under her breath and gives her head a slight shake. Limping, she carries her katanas in her right hand, and she lifts her left hand to rub at the back of her neck as she crosses the tarmac to reach the Jia. The closed up Jia. As she makes her way, she sends a simple text message of: 'Knock, knock.' <English>
Zank cortex link beeps and he looks at the message. He narrows his eyes and walks to the air lock hatch on the cargo bya door. He opens it. Pistol hidden behind his back. He peers out looking around. <English>
In that Time Kyoshiro comes up behind Willow, carrying his own duffle. He's got stitches on his nose though not too beaten up. His nuckles are busted though so it's for certain he was beating on something recently. He looks over Willow, "You look worse than me..." He says to her. <English>
Appearances would give the impression that the past two days have not been particularly kind. Spirited might be a word that could describe them. She's dusty, to start with. She looks as though she hasn't slept for the time she was gone for. The upper arm of her left sleeve has a slash and signs of blood. Her right leg -- the one she's favouring -- appears to have been shot through the thigh. One of her eyebrows quirks up at hearing Kyoshiro's voice behind her, and she snorts softly. "I probably feel worse than you as well," she comments, pausing to look towards him, taking a moment to look him over. <English>
Zank pokes his head out seeing both of them and there current state of looking rather dead like. He looks between them raiseing and eyebrow "Well...looks like yall had....fun?" he says "Yall look like shit." he says <English>
"You should see the other guys..." Kyoshiro says to Zank before moving over to help Willow so she dosn't have to put weight on that busted leg of hers. "Let's get you to the med bay..." He tells the redhead and continues up and into the ship. "What's this 'possible' lead you have on my wife Zank?" Right down to buisness. <English>
"The other guys always look worse," Willow comments, giving a bit of a chuckle. She waits, though, for Kyoshiro to catch up with her. Then she raises an eyebrow slightly as she looks to Zank. "I don't know what he was off doing. I wasn't with him," she offers. "Fun, though? Maybe. Possibly. Fighting with my Sisters is seldom anything other than painful," she says in a wry tone of voice. She willingly enough accepts the help Kyoshiro offers, but gives a slight shake of her head at the notion of the medbay. She, no doubt, doesn't think she needs it. <English>
Zank looks at them and moves out of the way to let them in. "Contact we made in New Paris....everything we been doin...we been bein played...the Senator, the attacks the killing on the judges, all of it...to give us a bad guy to point our weapons at...The drugs stolen by someone Miss Wendy Out her mind PHD has already gassed and killed..." he says walking through the large array of weapons laid across the bay. "Based off what we heard last night...they are either Forcing us to have someone to save getting out help or B they need help with what ever there doing with this germ there having trouble with...by either chance or sheer what ever...Sanoh's husband mighta been taken as well to help with all this...." <English>
"Yeah, I got Fao's recantation but I fail to see why whoever this is would take my wife and not try to blackmail me... yet." Kyoshiro says, his arm snug around Willows waist. He puts her arm over his shoulder whether she liks it or not and continues to help her towards the bay. Kyo notices the guns and sighs, "You better put these all back when your done. That storage room is my man cave." Then to Willow, "You have sisters?" HE ask, "Are they hot too?" <English>
Zank looks over "Oh not you to...i had to nearly drag Pilskin off New Paris...and pry his eyes off Sonah..." <English>
Raising an eyebrow slightly, Willow blinks a little at the information shared, and then she gives a shake of her head. "Apparently, a lot gets missed in a couple of days. Who's Sanoh and why's her husband important for someone to kidnap?" she asks, curiosity in her voice. She exhales a soft sigh, looking to Kyoshiro. "Not blood-related Sisters. Though, given my observations... yes, you'd find them hot and probably drool over them. I meant the term in a slightly different meaning... as in, Sister operatives," she says. She lets him put her arm around his shoulders, even though it's surely within her ability to be able to prevent it. <English>
"Do you guys always have a beating match at the annual company picnic then?" Kyoshiro asks even though she might have answered that question earlier. He glances back to Zank, "I was trying to be funny, I guess it was the wrong moment." Seeing as both Willow and Zank found it more annoying than innocently funny. As they arrive at the Med Bay, Kyo moves Willow over towards one of the beds and turns it on to let it start it's scan. "I mean... I can understand the bruises, but did they really have to ruttin' shoot you. Talk about dedication." <English>
Zank puts down the weapon and follows them talking as they walk. "Sanoh..new crew...well kinda...stow away came off Osiris last time we left...women, one kid ready to pop with another. Looking for her Husand...A botinist..taken by Feds...apprently looking for her to...she's staying with us for now" he says unsure how that will all work out. He goes quiet as they enter the bay and listens to Kyo chuckling "Not sure if id call that dedication...or jelousy.." he says <English>
"It is quite safe to say that we don't play well with each other," Willow comments, wrinkling her nose slightly. "And for the record? I -hate- tazers," she grouses, feeling out of sorts for a few different reasons. She grudgingly does go along to the medbay, and submit herself to being scanned. And at least she doesn't grumble over it. In addition to the obvious injuries, there's other bruises and such, as well as signs that one of her shoulders had been dislocated. "Operatives on jobs are generally not to be trifled with. I trifled. I paid the price for it. I was following a lead that I thought I had," she offers. "Are there names for the Feds who collected him?" <English>
"You guys are like a glorified Bounty Hunters Guild. Sounds uncanny really..." Kyoshiro says. On top of almost being invited into the Order of Opratives when he was younger, he had worked as a cook for the Guild at one point. There were certain powers who didn't want him getting too much power back then. So he nevr was innitiated like Willow even though he may have been bread from birth to that kind of lifestyle and job. "And Tazers." Kyo winces as he looks at the scan. "No offence, but your Sisters sound like right cunts..." That core accent of his slipping in thick at the end of that sentance. "I don't think we know who exactly took him. But we have his name though. Keo or something right. Akkarat? Some sort of super smart botonest. And you know, all this revolves around drugs and the like." He looks at the scan one more time and presses a button. A lazer shoots out to cauterize her gunshot wounds. "AUTODOC says rest the shoulder for a few weeks. The gunshots were throught and through so no need for me to get up inside you." Giggidy. "Fao mentioned that Rhyme that the creeper on Bernadette recited. Said it was a 'plan'. Last time I heard that rhyme was the MAcabre cortex posts just before those big Reaver ships showed up." <English>
Zank looks at the scan "Sholder looks outta place.." he mutters looking at Willow "Can ya move it?" asks and then listens to Kyo. "Great...first Legion, now Reavers...when we drop Fao off on deadwood after this were shutting the engine off for a month.." he says chuckling. "Though of course after we get your wife back an kill that Wendy women..an burn what evers left down." <English>
"Meh. Sort of. But levelled up somewhat, perhaps," Willow comments, wrinkling her nose slightly. "Some of my Sisters are more fond of gadgets than what I am. I prefer swords, and sometimes resort to guns when I see a use for them," she says, shifting slightly. "They're right bitches, they are. But, we came to a sort of understanding," she adds, giving a faint shrug and regretting it. "If you get me the name of the folks who met with him or what have you, I'll pull the file. Or whatever information I can, at least," she offers, giving a small nod. She sucks in a breath at the laser, holding carefully still. She lets out a breath, and then snorts softly. "Rest. Right. That's bloody likely," she grumbles, giving a faint shake of her head. "What rhyme?" she asks, distracted. She gives a bit of a laugh, then lifts a hand to draw her fingers through her hair. "If I could think of something witty there, I'd say it, but I seem all out," she says, giving a chuckle. Then she looks over to Zank before giving a small nod. "It moves. Just not painlessly. And they're still sorting through the dead from Boros. Not all of the names have been released. Get me her husband's name and I'll check the lists," she offers, giving a small nod. <English>
Kyoshiro watches as Zank heads out to probably double check on names with Sanoh. Kyo looks back to Willow. "Sorry If I've been overly complimentary towards you. You really do remind me of my wife quite often." He moves over to wash his hands. "Seems to be an interesting mess we're in. The Wendy Women, she invented that flesh eating plague that's on Bernadette and Beaumonde. Syndrom Y or what ever. Fao told you what she did to the researches in the lab here on Sihnon. Killed them all." <English>
"It's all right, I don't mind it. I'm just not used to it," Willow comments, a smile turning at the corners of her lips. "I don't mean to be a reminder. Especially a painful one, with her being missing at the moment," she adds, her brow furrowing a little bit. She gives a faint shake of her head. "It's one big ass ball of yarn, to be sure. Not sure untangling it is even possible. I didn't hear about the researchers, no," she says, frowning a little bit. "I can't tell if I have a bad feeling about something in all of this mess or if I'm just hurting at the moment... ugh," she grouses. <English>
Kyoshiro moves back towards her as he dries his hands with a towel. "Both... probably." He sighs, "I'm not sure burning it to the ground it going to help but if it's the only option we got then it's what we got. Show them what happens when you put a vicious dog in a corner." He shrugs and starts to head out. "Get some rest if you can... at least... relax a little, yeah?" And then he's gone. <English>
