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Post by Hikou on Apr 19, 2008 10:20:23 GMT -4
Mission Objective: Since its foundation the Shinra company has made numerous enemies in high and low places, and although the corporation has been reforming since the meteor incident many of those enemies remain. It is the duty of the TURKS unit to neutralize all potential threats to the Shinra company and its President. Recently, a small rebellion-terrorist group, known only by the name VAGRANT has been attacking the Midgar area. Members have yet to be identified, and time grows short.
Dx HOSNAP
WE NEED: Rufus
Tseng Reno
Rude Elena Soldiers Rebels Turks
OCS WELCOME!
CURRENT PLAYERS: Hikou -> OC TURK: Hikou Shinohara 5-8246471 -> TURK: Rude 2-9684512 -> OC TERRORIST: Biggs -> OC TERRORIST: Unknown Boy -> COURIER: Cloud Strife
Snow -> OC TURK: Snow 7-7543350 -> TURK: Tseng 1-6659841
Mikari -> OC TURK: Mikari 6-2236945
CrAze-> OC TURK: Matt 6-5583200
TO PLAY: Give me a character name and title. IE: Masahiro Shun, OC TERRORIST. I'll add you to our lovely character list and assign you an id number if you're a Turk.
Because I like ID numbers.
SPECIAL NOTE: This is a pre-existing RP transferred from a different website. However, new members are still very much welcome.
THE STORY THUS FAR: Tseng has sent the girls on a follow-up to an investigation Reno has done on potential terrorist targets. Deciding the closest and most obvious place to look is Old Midgar, the Turks saddle up and crawl their way through the wreckage of Sector 8 to the old Shinra tower, what they deem is the most likely base for terrorist activity in the city.
However, upon entering they find the damage dealt to the tower has cracked it in half, and are forced to struggle their way over and down a turned over building to access the more important floors. Eerily, certain floors are powered even though back up generators should not be functioning.
Computer files show unauthorized access of documents about old Shinra weaponry and terrorist groups, but in particular, special research about a former AVALANCHE member, called Biggs. Further searching, reveals the old science labs to be completely wiped out--all equipment neatly removed.
The girls worm their way up to a series of storage levels built in the upper most floors of the building only to discover a young, teenage boy trapped there. His actions identify him, if not a terrorist suspect, than at least a Shinra dissenter. He is seriously injured, but the only tangible lead the Turks have. They decide to take him into custody, but first they must find a way to escape the damaged city they've locked themselves in.
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SNOW:
Despite her small frame she hoisted the boy up and prepared to carry him through said levels. Snow was as gentle as one thought she might have been but not as gentle as a nurse or mother. She looked at Hikou and gave a nod. "Then let's get out of here." A silent, 'I'm sick of this place' attached to her words. She hoped there was nothing else important in here and if there was, they'd have to come back for it. Or one of them would have to take this kid in and the other two could stay to rummage through the wreckage.
She didn't care.
HIKOU:
Hikou gnawed on her lip and moved forward around the corner. The ladder they'd obtained access through had extended down farther, but there was no way to manuever the boy through it.
But it was illogical to make a storage room with such a small access point. Clearly the weapons and supplies had all fit in somehow, and she assumed there would be more to come. A frieght elevator had to exist somewhere within the confines of the storage turned junk heap. Though, where exactly, she hadn't the slightest clue.
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Post by Snow on Apr 19, 2008 15:12:53 GMT -4
Snow lagged behind with their new companion. And she couldn't help but wonder how the boy got in and if someone had it out for him or if he were just stupid. Either way, it was something, and this would more than likely be enough to convince Tseng and Reeve.
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Post by Hikou on Apr 19, 2008 15:25:59 GMT -4
It felt as if she had passed the same pile of wreckage ten times over. In all actuality, Hikou had to admit to herself that she probably had.
The boy, of course, had gotten in somehow, though that didn't necessarily mean he would know how to do the opposite. It was entirely plausible that the little thing had wormed his way in through some tiny crack or another. With their luck, probably too tiny to cram him back out.
Hikou frowned.
"We'll have to try to take him down the ladder; we can't waste much more time here." She scowled. "We should probably have someone try to pick us up from inside the city, too." Even though it would mean leaving the prize winning chocobos and getting busted for taking them in the first place, and even though it would be a sore blow to the girl's pride to have someone else come and bail them out. "For the kid's sake, of course."
He spit again.
"Oh, charming," she chirped. "So good to see you're still with us."
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Post by Snow on Apr 19, 2008 17:25:33 GMT -4
"I swear," Snow grumbled more to herself, "If you spit on me, you're not going to have to worrey about what the others will do to you." She'd have put him to sleep if she thought it would have lasted long enough. Sadly, the effects would have been temporary and she'd be wasting MP.
She turned to Hikou, "If we get out, we'll need a signal, but that shouldn't be too hard right?" She glanced to Mikari for the last part hoping the girl had something up her sleeve. "Let's just take it one step at a time, our first goal is to get out with the brat alive."
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Post by Hikou on Apr 19, 2008 17:42:34 GMT -4
Hikou nodded, retracing her steps back to the ladder as she spoke. "I should be able to get him down," the girl reasoned out loud. It was the standard sort of thing you learned how to do, carting injured buddies around. The thing was, most of the time Hikou's passengers were voluntary.
She contemplated for a minute trying to scare him with the thought of his own mortality, but with the way he'd squeezed that bandanna before, she didn't think it was quite the right route to be taking.
She grinned. "Or we could just toss him down like a sack of potatoes?"
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Post by Mikari on Apr 19, 2008 18:41:32 GMT -4
"And if you spit on me I won't give you the mercy of death. Actually spit one more time and the pain will start," she shook her electro-rod itching to use it. It was should pack a nice painful charge of electricity that would take away the kid desire to spit, or move, or live in pain. She continued to grumble about the less than satisfactory finding. "What we found couldn't be a cool machine, it had to be some ugly kid with no manners."
Mikari nodded when Snow glanced at her. "I still have MP left I can throws some electricity around, maybe it'll hit something, an explosion should get people's attention... Or we could see if the phs can catch a signal from outside..."
She grinned with Hikou's sack of potatoes idea. "He'll probably survive, doesn't matter if every one of his bones is broken, as long as he's alive we can still torture, I mean question him."
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Post by Hikou on Apr 19, 2008 19:59:00 GMT -4
Hikou chewed the inside of her lip. The whole torturing aspect had been boiling under the surface of her mind for a while now, and it seemed as if Mikari's words had suddenly brought it out and about into the open. Hikou had lived in a day where peers were promoted for removing prisoner appendages and handed out glasgow smiles like prizes at a carnival.
Shinra was meant to be a reformed company, but once locked within the walls of the building anything was possible. More importantly, if anyone was missing him and he was seen disappearing into the company's clutches it would stir up more PR problems than Hikou had the mind to even anticipate.
Which meant less money, which meant less funding, which meant less important business meetings on the company credit card at the Turtle's Paradise.
She frowned.
There was always an upside, though, she reminded herself. "At least he's lighter than a machine."
Hikou clambered down two rungs of the ladder and steadied herself, reaching upwards for the boy as if she expected someone to hand her a puppy. It would probably be easy, she decided, to maneuver him down. If all he had energy for was spitting than he probably couldn't make much of a fuss.
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Post by Mikari on Apr 19, 2008 20:32:35 GMT -4
"Louder and messier also," Mikari added. She tugged on her globes then put away her electro-rod behind her, inside her jacket, out of view and out of reach.
Putting as much distance as possible between herself and the kid, extending her arms to the limit of their each to achieve it, Mikari took the boy, one hand on his neck, making him face away from her and another on the back of his clothes dragging him along, with the idea of lowering him to Hikou like a puppy, or perhaps more like a sack of potatoes without the throwing part.
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Post by Hikou on Apr 19, 2008 20:42:55 GMT -4
She had to admit, he did look rather pathetic, hanging from Mikari's grasp by the back of his collar. Carefully, Hikou leaned forward, letting the boy's weight fall over her shoulder, steadying him with one hand and keeping the other fixedly on the ladder.
It felt decidedly more like carrying a monkey than a sack of potatoes. Hikou could not describe why.
She didn't waste any time descending the rungs, quite mindful of the way his weight sagged farther behind her back, arms dangling out longingly for the cement beneath them.
But they would not meet.
She stepped down unharmed, and swung the boy over her shoulder, letting him fall to the ground in front of her probably a little harder than she should've.
He, "oophed," appropriately, and she smiled. "You should perk up," she suggested. "We're practically saving your life here. Another day, another good deed for Shinra Inc." She topped it off with an ultimately faked and cheesy grin.
He spit.
"Bloody Hell."
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Post by Mikari on Apr 19, 2008 21:02:13 GMT -4
Mikari's eyes narrowed, she rushed down the ladder and slipped off in her haste. She quickly got to her feet, not stopping for the pain of falling on her knees and proceeded to make it go away with little kicking exercises on the boy's legs. He didn't need those to testify and they weren't helping him walk out of there anyway.
She practically hopped away and stood next to Hikou. "I warned you brat!" She retrieved her electro-rod and waived it threateningly. "Can we Hikou?" Though she was asking if they could torture the prisoner her tone was more like that of a child asking her mother if she could have some candy.
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Post by Hikou on Apr 19, 2008 21:38:01 GMT -4
Hikou sighed. "I'd really rather you didn't. He probably gave himself a concussion back there and the last thing we need is him passing out and never waking back up."
Folding her arms neatly across her chest, Hikou stood over the boy, and gave him a nudge in the side with her toe. "I'd stop that if I were you; you're just making things that much more unpleasant for yourself." They seemed like words she had been told before, and in that case, they wouldn't do much good.
He spat again.
Something lost between a sigh and a growl errupted from the back of Hikou's throat, and though her foot itched to just stomp on his throat.
Just once.
Just once good.
She reigned herself in, and propped the kid into a sitting position instead. She tugged the bandanna arond his neck up over his nose, and gave his forehead a small flick.
"Problem solved." She put a thoughtful hand to her cheek. "You know, I think that's a Shinra record. Two good deeds in one day."
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Post by Mikari on Apr 19, 2008 22:39:21 GMT -4
"Fine, I'll leave the thing alone..."
Mikari raised her electro-rod when the kid spat again, she really wanted to bring it crashing down into his empty little skull but soon Hikou solved the problem with the bandanna so that would do. Maybe they could give the kid what was coming to him after he was questioned. Yes, what was coming to him, because no good kid would be wondering around Shinra's ruins. Turks had the rights to be there since it had once been their headquarters and technically still the property of Shinra; random kids had no rights to wander in uninvited.
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Post by Snow on Apr 19, 2008 23:43:38 GMT -4
Down the ladder and watching the scene, it was almost more comparable to a movie than life and she couldn't help but give a sigh as she watched the whole thing. "Careful," Snow mumbled. Last thing they needed was some trauma enforced amnesia.
Snow listened as Hikou mentioned they had done two good deeds. "Four, actually." Snow corrected, "There were two creepy crawlies that we kept form getting out into the city."
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Post by Mikari on Apr 20, 2008 1:03:37 GMT -4
"A new record it is," Mikari nodded in agreement. "How shall we continue about this?" Sure they got the boy down the ladder, but civilization was still a long way out of reach.
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Post by Hikou on Apr 20, 2008 7:49:54 GMT -4
Hikou glanced about the room. The walls were heavily damaged, the cinderblocks constructing them cracked and chipped. Less machinery was scattered about, and more crates were strewn about, most in varying degrees of destruction, their contents now uselessly on the floor.
Approaching one, Hikou kicked at an empty potion bottle. "Well, someone was here, at least." And it looks like they took all the good stuff, she didn't say. All the empty bottles really left her feeling gyped, and for a moment she thought she might have understood why Rufus was such a jerk all the time. She couldn't imagine being in a favorable mood when everyone was stealing her things and there wasn't anything to be done about it.
Then again, if she remembered correctly, Rufus had never really been a favorable person to begin with.
She sighed. "Supposedly there's only two floors between us and the ground. I doubt they'll be preserved nicely enough to take this one," she gestured to the boy, "through them. We'll have to find a hole here, or make one ourselves and hope it doesn't bring the place down."
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Post by Mikari on Apr 20, 2008 13:53:42 GMT -4
It didn't take long for Mikari to conclude that the building was more precious than the boy, but alas it was already destroyed so what was one more hole, as long as it didn't cause a collapse? "It better make itself useful after we worked so hard to get it out of here." And the kid was now 'it', a trinket they picked up and hauled all over the place hoping to find some use for it when they got out. She was about to offer using materia to make the hole but the blast might be a little big so she kept quiet about the idea.
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Post by Snow on Apr 20, 2008 13:59:44 GMT -4
Snow pondered and gave a nod, "Gotta do what we gotta do." She gave a shrug, it was far better than staying here and they had been in worse spots with less. Or at least she had. She could make the hole, she reasoned but they would have to be extremely quick. With just the three of them she wouldn't have doubted it, but it was the extra luggage, whom she was still convinced was human, that made things difficult.
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Post by Hikou on Apr 20, 2008 19:14:09 GMT -4
Hikou sighed. She was not by any means a brilliant young woman, but she was also no idiot. She'd been specifically trained on how to get into and out of these situations quickly and efficiently, and she knew well enough this was the floor to be leaving from.
She also knew all the answers she wanted were effectively bound somewhere to her immediate right.
If he'd wormed his way in; he'd worm his way out even if she had to kick him all the way down the hole.
There were basic psychological techniques to be learned when you worked interrogation often enough, and though it'd been a while since Hikou had officially implemented them, she still remembered how it was done. She turned and looked at their boy as if she'd seen him for the first time. Best to start early, then. Ask him something nonthreatening. Ask him something obvious. "How old are you, anyway, kid?"
There was no sound, but she thought she saw his lips move underneath the bandanna. He must've spit again.
Something more obvious. "Do you know who we are?"
"Shinra," was the muffled reply. His eyes twitched to the right as they ought have.
"That the best you can do?" the girl returned.
"Turks." Right again.
She sat down next to him, back propped up against some uncomfortable scrap of metal. "What's your name then, pet?"
And then they twitched left.
"What was that?"
His voice was breathless when he spoke, and she supposed he might have very well spent his time trying to muster the energy to speak rather than concocting an answer for her. "Jonathan."
"Hm," the girl sighed. "Jonathan." Hikou's hands clasped and balanced on her knees as she glanced up at the other women. She'd left his shotgun upstairs, but she knew what it looked like. She'd had it in her hands. "Who's rifle did you steal then, Jonathan."
Right. "Didn't--"
"It had 'Jack Bennett' carved into the barrel, kid."
Left. "I--"
It was a simple process once you learned how it operated. A basic physiological manifestation of thought. People tended to look right when remembering, left when thinking. People like Jack Bennett had not been trained to do otherwise or mask this response in any way.
People like Jack Bennett were easy to decode.
Now it was simply a matter of asking the right questions; how and where.
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Post by Mikari on Apr 20, 2008 20:55:46 GMT -4
Mikari hid her grin. The interrogation and how Hikou was leading him towards the information she wanted to get out of him were very amusing to her. She remembered how people often mentioned avoiding eye contact when lying, though that was far too basic for most interrogations where people always looked to a certain point, or their gaze was completely lost. She did however remembering getting into the habit of purposely avoiding eye contact when she told the truth, because she loved to say I told you so, and staring people down when she lied. Such a simply action could bring about amusing results with those gullible enough to think it was an unbreakable natural reaction.
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Post by Hikou on Apr 20, 2008 21:34:06 GMT -4
Hikou chewed her lip, doing her best to sound conversational. It had all been strictly textbook by this point: study habits, close denials early, invade the subject's personal space. "We know you came through here, kid."
Reinforce false information, project a sense of superiority and control.
Left. "I came," he breathed, "from up top."
"So where exactly did you scale down from with your rickety weaponry?" He was a smart little thing, picking up the game in this condition, or maybe he'd just finally lost it.
He simply shook his head this time, pathetically slowly, eyes still darting everywhere at once. Every place but one. Almost as if he were trying not to stare.
Answer enough.
Hikou stood, brushing off her knees, though they'd never actually touched the floor and headed a little out to the right into the blackness around the corner. The one place the boy didn't look.
She walked right past it at first, but as she moved to round the next corner she saw the tiniest flicker from behind the crate. It had been propped up neatly against the wall, about the size of a refrigerator box, the scraps of what had probably once been the makings of a chocobo cart wheeled in front of it to keep the wood pinned there.
She wasn't quite sure what he thought that was going to block. It seemed as if even a Tonberry should be able to push through the plywood. It was easily disposed of.
The hole he'd left behind was best described as minuscule. It was nothing more than a chip in the brick, accidentally widened into a the smallest crawlspace the girl could've imagined.
Dropping to her hands and knees, Hikou studied the opening curiously, seriously doubting she'd be able to fit both shoulders through the space, let alone her whole body.
Peeking her head back around the corner, she had to wonder if the kid was some sort of contortionist, or if his friends were a pack of midgets. Certainly no warrior worthy of battle could've squeezed through that crack.
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