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Rumble Fish

The Paradise Hunter
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Sydney was having too good a time chucking down water. But amidst her fun, she almost failed to hear someone shouting up to her from the foot of the building. She had just let go of the water, which then dropped straight onto the head of the lightening haired male who had tried to speak up to her. She looked down as he was shocked at being hit. The girl could not help it as she let out a wheeze of a laugh at his reaction. Poor bastard. He seemed different from the rest of the crowd, mostly because he seemed to have intended to speak to her rather than scream or give her the ‘I’Ll CaLl tHe CoPs!’ which always gave her a laugh.

So sorry about that, must run! Toodle-loo!” she gave him a little wave as she then turned with the intention to leave. She stooped to grab her rum but paused as she thought she heard something that made her stop.

Will you do the honours? I could use a lift.

Sydney’s eyes darted a little. Okay what? She wanted to turn around to look back down but something told her that was a bad idea. Dropping the rum, she grabbed her jacket.

Okay so… You’ve gone quiet down there and I dunno what you’re planning so… I think it’s about time we all mosey on home and Idon’tlikehowyouain’ttalkingsoI’mjustgonnahead-AH!” She yowled as the man seemed to appear behind her and on that note, she jumped down from the roof currently standing on and onto another.

I DIDN’T KNOW YOU COULD FLY!” she yelled at the man as she roof-hopped. Seriously, how many people could do that?! After all technology they threw into all those stupid drones to catch stupid criminals you would think they’d develop the ability to fly. The necklace jangled against her neck, but at this point. the woman had forgotten what the thing could do. She had only been running and jumping for a few moments but was already tired, but she’d rather drop from exhaustion than get caught. She knew these roofs better than he would. As she landed on the next roof in a roll, she made a sudden right diversion to throw her chaser off and it appeared to give her a window of time. With a mocking laugh, she turned around to face the man. Unbeknownst to her, the pair that had accompanied him were following her every move.

Oooooooh he went off to be a whore; Hung this sing upon his door; A dollar each and three for two; To take a crack at my ring-dang-do-DAUGH!” In the midst of stupid mocking, Sydney seemed to miscalculate how big the roof was, causing her ankle to clip the edge of the roof. With a yelp, she felt gravity doing its dirty work as her misstep caused her to trip and fall from the roof.

But the ground seemed to hit her quicker than she had expected. She opened her eyes as she felt herself land on what she could only imagine to be a sack of potatoes. She was greeted with the face of a curvy platinum blonde and a man with brilliant pink hair. The two people from before. Oh.

…This is a very off day for me so,” she groaned slightly from the impact, “If one or both of you stunning creatures could accompany me to that place there, y’know the one with the big neon X’s and stuff? Well… Maybe not cause, I can’t read and I assume you cant too but I’ve been in there before and woot it’s a riot. Y’know, get in there, Get buzzed, get drunk, get crunked, get fucked up. Unless yer no’ into that that’s cool this alley is nice enough. Could do with some music or… Candles? Big ones. I know a place.” At this point, Sydney’s brain had gone to the shops and left the mouth running. The entire time the woman had been making some bizarre hand gestures, another indication that she was talking out her ass. Where was her rum? Maybe she could knock them out with it. Oh, and drink it. Win-win.
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Once Narson opened his palm, Saka didn’t hesitate. He stepped up onto the young man’s open hand with ease and kicked off just as his new acquaintance angled him toward the roof. Saka swiftly soared upward. The bottom of his heels cracked the shingles underneath them as he stuck the landing. Light hues turned to look over at the female who had splashed him with water without so much as even a hello. She apologized, which was nice of her, but Saka didn’t understand why she felt the need to run. He was even more surprised when she continuously spoke, even after he had frightened her by unexpectedly making his way up to her level.

“I can’t fly.” The young man cocked his head to the side as he watched the female hop onto the next rooftop. She had been exacerbating the situation due to her inability to just sit put. That and the unwillingness to cooperate. Without much time to waste, Saka followed suit. He hopped over to the next rooftop, shingles flying in various directions as the force of his weight connected with the top of the building. Keeping his speed, the man continued running after Sydney but it was clear that she was a bit quicker than he was. At this rate, the only option the girl would end up leaving him would be to make use of his artifact.

After finally catching up to the female, he watched as she turned to face him in jest. He put both hands on his hips and smiled at the female as she performed her soliloquy. The determined look had not left his face for a moment. Well, up until the female took one step back too far and ended up taking a tumble from the rooftop. The expression on Saka’s face shifted to concern as she disappeared from his view, leaving only the sounds of a crash below. He ran up to the edge and looked down to see quite the view.

She had fell right on top of both Narson and Selene, who had been chasing her via hoverboard. That timing was certainly impeccable. Saka wrapped his arms across his stomach and hunched over slightly, laughing rather hard at the sight. While it was unfortunate that the three were forced to meet in such a way, the entire recount of events that led the four to this point in time was almost unbelievable. This would be one of those chance-moments in his life that Saka had obtained a story worthy of telling. After a few seconds he collected himself. There was still a mission at hand, after all.

d4f1pci-eff0111b-1567-4c6b-a239-5ee56259ea92.jpgHe carefully dropped down from the rooftop before walking over to the woman who had been leading the trio on a chase. Sydney had been speaking and Saka was not really the type of person to interject, but she most definitely was not in the position to be making any requests. Saka crouched down, resting both of his forearms on his knees. He examined the female’s facial features. He might have gotten too close. Uncomfortably close. The young man felt as though he had seen her before. If not, he definitely recognized her from somewhere. He just couldn’t put his finger on it.

“People who claim to have an off-day usually live an off-life.” He stood back up, placing a hand on his chin. Saka momentarily looked away from the three. It seemed as though Ghorra and Edin were similar temperatures, obviously being warm. The main differentiating factor was the humidity levels. Ghorra had a lot of water around it, making the air thick. Saka never felt too hot. Despite how warm or cold it was, he usually wore the same clothes.

“I don’t think that’s a saying. We’ll call it a Sakaism!” The man enthusiastically looked back at the three to see their response with a childish grin.

“Get it? Because my name is Saka! We just wanted to talk to you but you started running away. You know, you shouldn’t do that. It’s rude! At least give people a chance to explain. I wasn’t trying to get in any cardio today, but thanks to you it’s now completely unavoidable.” The young man sighed. He was going to have to eat double the amount he normally ate at dinner-time just to make sure he was maintaining his weight. For Saka, it was more of a struggle to keep the pounds on rather than keep them off. He once walked into a buffet and cleaned out three racks of meaty ribs but he didn't even gain a pound.

c: “Reel it in, you space cadet.”

“Right! Anyway, you fell on my friends Selene and Narson. First I was sent out from Denbourgh to Edin to find anyone with an artifact. My job is to collect as many people who have them as possible and bring them back to Denbourgh under special orders.” Saka raised an eyebrow. That was a question for another time.

“I work for the government. Narson and Selene also have artifacts. I collected these two in Desetto then we flew out here and just happened upon you. Didn’t even come up on our radar at first. For your time, I can promise you money. If that isn’t enough, you can make your claim as to what you desire to my boss. You have to come with us back to Denbourgh, though. If you refuse, that’s fine, but i’ll have to take that artifact from you. I don’t want to do that, i’d rather you just come with us and get paid. If you don’t like the proposition my boss puts on the table, you can walk away. I’d give you a bit more time to make a decision, but honestly that’s not on our side today. What do you say?”

Saka extended a hand toward Sydney to help her up off the pile of people she was still lying on.

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The former soldier took a deep breath and let it out in the form of a sigh as he watched the buildings and well-dressed citizens of Eindra speed by from the window. Today had been more annoying than he thought it would have been and with the additional revelation of the pseudo-mob's meddling, it had soured Hathom's mood further.

Stahl had taken notice and did as he always did. He motioned to Long to pay attention and then made a gesture that implied drinking. Almost immediately, Hathom nodded his head in agreement, "Yeah, I could definitely go for a damn drink right about now. Jakobs!" He called out to the front, getting his driver's attention, "Change of plans. Take us to Vivian's."

Wordlessly, the driver known as Jakobs adjusted their course and started headed towards the well known lounge & bar establishment known as "Gold Haven"

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True to its namesake, it was a high class lounge whose color decor primarily consisted of gold with accents of silver and black to compliment it. The patrons were few but one could tell at a glance that they were not only rich but also born intobtgeclap of luxury. Those individuals always carried a certain air of superiority that ticked off the lower class and with good reason. Hathom gave off a different air.

While it was obvious he was a man with many resources, he didn't carry that holier-than-thou attitude. The man's demeanor commanded well-earned respect while still maintaining an aura of approachable-ness. Clearly influential but sociable.

Hathom took a seat at the bar and gave the bartender a friendly wave. Vivian, the bartender and owner of the establishment, waved back and headed over. "Hello, Mr. Long! It's been quite awhile since you last came 'round here. Stressful day today?"

"Unfortunately, Vivian. Unfortunately. How have things been since the last time I was in? It's been almost a year already."

The barkeep chuckled and flicked his thumb over towards the other thousand-dollar-suit patrons, "Never much activity but the money is always coming in. So, business as usual. What are ya havin' today, Mr. Long?"

Hathom quickly scanned the wide selection of exquisite spirits with a critical eye before finally deciding on top shelf whiskey.

"Double, please."

"Right away, Mr. Long. By the by, are your friends drinking with you today or are they on duty.

"On duty today, Viv." Stahl quickly responded.

"I'll let you guys raid my liquor closet later."

"Deal." Both bodyguards replied in unison. This bar had top quality stuff but they knew Hathom had the Real Good stuff back at home.

They both turned around to face away from Hathom and act as sentinels, scanning the room quietly for any potentials threats and mapping out potential escape routes. Something all three of them constantly did even without provocation to do so.

Hathom slowly nursed his drink and absentmindedly rubbed the ring on his right hand. A habit he developed recently within the last two years. A memento from a time when things were simpler. When the only thing you had to worry about was keeping your surrogate military family safe and not feuding with a family who still had their minds stuck in the heydays of the mafia centuries ago.

Sure, your life was always in danger, but life was as simple as could be. He often found himself wishing he could go back to those times. At least, until he remembered he needed to uphold his responsibility as the only child of the Long family. His parents were older now and they werent as sharp as before. Soon, he was going to need to figure out how to manage the entirety of the Long family businesses and take care of his aging parents. Father some of his own offspring as well.

Responsibility. Hell of a thing.
 

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Saka made breif conversation with the captian, taling about the person, that after a moment of scanning buildings Selene found, who appeared to be doing nothing but dumping water on people. She couldn't help but chuckle, since she knew this must have gotten this person into a good amount of trouble since everyone here were stuck up prudes. It was always fun to watch however. Anyway, before she could think more about it, Saka began making his way off in the direction of the unknown trouble maker, Selene waiting about 6 paces before she followed after him, her heels clicking rhythmically as she walked. The sun and cooler air felt nice on her skin, this was a wonderful change of pace from Edin, and even the ship. Mostly because she could now stretch her legs. Anyway, it didn't take long to reach their destination for their confrontation, hopefully just conversation, she needed new lashes getting pelted in the face with water wouldn't go well for them. The crowd below seemed ready for a fight, though most of them seemed like they'd collaspe if the wind was too strong. Selene recognized these types of scowls, it was a similar look to people learned she was a prostitute. Well, Escort everywhere other than Desetto. She could feel a few of those scwols being directed twoards her as well, since of course, nobody dressed like she did, they all had modesty or some shit. Anyway, that didn't bother her" hadn't for a while, what did was the small snort she made while trying not laugh watching Saka get pelted with a ball of water. The look on his face was priceless.

The steam raising off of him however, was an indicator of what his artifact allowed him to do. Something to do with heat that was possibly triggered by his emotions? There was a chance all of theirs would be triggers by their emotions, or at least affected in some sense, as that seemed to be the case in a lot of science fiction stories. Of course, this wasn't a story but real life, so who knows, Selene could just be talking out of her ass. She got to experience not only a small taste of Saka's, but a bit of Narson's as well. Nobody could life a grown man above their head and vault him to a roof a few feet further with no training unless you were under the influence of something extreme. Or had top of the line cybernetic enhancements that Narson most likely did not posses. Selene wasn't informed of which type of artifacts the other two possessed, having to witness or ask in order to learn, or maybe she was told but just didn't remember. It didn't matter now anyway, she was suddenky faced with a choice. Narson was iffering her his hand, to get on a hover board, which he declared he didn't know how to use. She could just chase after Saka and the unknown woman, as running in heels wasnt an issue for her, the issue at the moment was her bra. Shs was not wearing one for for a chase, and so, since walking wasn't an option, even a brisk walk through the city streets, she got on the hover board with Narson wraping her arms around him. "Just don't fall! We're too pretty for that!"

And fall they didn't! It was a bit wobbly at times, and she was certian it would give out since it was not a model designed for two people, they soon found the woman Saka had been chasing, seemingly a few moments before Saka did. The woman was on her back, rambling on, and in a little bit of pain. A sorry sight honesly, no woman, man, or anyone in between should be laying on a bag of potatoes soliciting strangers. First off it was rude, secondly, it showed you had no dignity. Saka once again took over the talk about joining them, Selene giving the woman a playful wave when he mentioned her name, before going back to a rather relaxed cross armed stance. She would shift occasionally, tugging at her dress to readjust the exposed midriff area and to keep it midthigh. Every lady had a look, and they all wanted to keep it no matter what. They also made sure they were comfortable while they were wearing it, and dresses while cute, like to shift. Anyway, once Saka had finished talking, Selene spoke up. "Saka, once we're done here, I'd like to take you and Narson to Vivian's or The Nior. They're lounges in the south-east part of the city, and I'll pay, my treat." She smiled, glancing down at the other woman, "If you decide to join, that invitation extends to you as well, and it will put us in the area of the next artifact, yes?"
 

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The Paradise Hunter
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People who claim to have an off-day usually live an off-life.

Sydney mentally rolled her eyes. Well duh. She wished she had gold stickers to stick on his nose. He then began to talk on and on about how running away was rude and unhelpful and blah blah blah, cry me a river. She stayed rather quiet, sporting a bored look despite the pain running through her joints from the fall. As the men took a moment to finish up his little shpeal about all of this, she paused as he stopped talking (Jesus what a chatterbox) to answer.

Look… SoCo, Lemme ask you. If you had spent the last week being chased by cops, would you wanna stay and talk with someone you chucked water at? On that note, apologies for that… well. No, not really cause it was fuckin’ funny heh- but hm, I rather like your hair flattened like that.” She said with a satisfied smirk. She knew it was not clever or anything but still, she didn’t care.

But what then caught the woman’s attention was his proposition. As he mentioned an artefact, she took off the necklace around her neck, “What? Artifacts like this piece of shit?” she said as she gave it a little toss in the air, catching it again, “Hm. I wonder if I could create a tsunami… that’d be fun.” She said with a slightly psychotic grin but it then changed to one of curiosity as he then mentioned money. She tilted her head and looked up at him. That would be something. Sydney had only had a large amount of money once. And she only had it for a moment before she had to drop it and run. Her mind started to wander. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. She could send some to her uncle! He could move out of Edin somewhere nicer. He did deserve it. She looked up at the man.

“Eh. What the hell. Sounds more fun than this.” She said as she grabbed his hand to stand up. As she did, she turned to the lady, Selene as she spoke up, offering to take them all to a local club. She tilted her head. She had never been to any of those lounges. So money and a night at a lounge? Not a bad deal. She looked at the group with a smirk, tipping an invisible hat.

Sydney Ryder at your displeasure. Still dunno what you want with these artefacts but hey, if you guys want it then… eh, who am I to get between a man and their stuff.” She continued to play with the necklace for a while before putting it back around her neck, “Also apologies for any broken bones or the loss of eyes. I’ve been meaning to lose a few pounds.” She said with a smirk, though truthfully under her clothes, they would see that her ribs and spine if they had the displeasure. She leaned against the wall, still staring at the blue heart in the necklace. It was like a jewel so had that weird kaleidoscope effect. Just as she admired it, she heard a loud screech.

"OH SHI-!" She dove into a pile of rubbish as a Trigger launched from the air and nose-dived right into the ground, its sharp beak tip impaled in the ground. Sydney peeked out, "Uh yeah if we could go soon, that'd be smashing. These stupid drones won't leave me alone." Looking around, she half expected a ton of Triggers to rain down on her like that scene from 300. As crap-shot as those drones were, having a ton of them come down at once would have been the stuff of nightmares.

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c: “The next artifact is on the move. It seems to be heading in the direction of Gold Haven. Looks like Selene is going to be able to stop off after all! At the very least, you’ll be heading in the right direction.”

Gold Haven was one of those fancy type of places that Ghorra was well-known for housing. Selene, Narson and Saka would be able to hear the captain’s instructions. Unfortunately, Sydney was out of the loop as far as her commands went for the time being. The next few artifact users would be stuck in the same position, until the group finally got to the ship. While the city wasn’t the largest in New Oceania, it was the place most visited. Seeing as it existed mainly as a vacation spot, one would only imagine the finest establishments would be available to Erabus’ richest folk. Unlike Edin, Saka did not know the lay of the land in Ghorra. For him, it was his first time. He was equally as blind as Narson - but Selene knew the way. She was obviously aware of the place, seeing as she had mentioned it well before the captain did.

“All right.” Saka turned to the woman, with a smile on his face. "Let's go. We'll follow you, Selene. You know where it is, after all."

With no time at all to spare, the group was off. For someone who was walking in heels it was odd to see the woman’s finesse. It seemed as though she was at home wearing them. Most of the people Saka met in his life who had wore heels on a normal basis often complained about them. This woman seemed to wear them for fun. Maybe for some women, fashion always came before comfort. However, that was not something that Saka could relate to. He only wore clothes he was comfortable in. The ones that only existed to hide his appearance were at least decent to spend a few hours in. Hell, even his gas mask fit on his face just perfectly. Saka was extremely fickle about what he wore in terms of what he was comfortable in.

Thirty minutes had passed. The four had traversed through the middle of the town, headed toward the south side. Naturally, Ghorra existed on the side of a hill. Buildings and establishments on the south side of the city rested on piles and docs, just barely above water. Moguls were constantly trying to extend the city any which way they could, to add more establishments and acquire more revenue. To the point where they didn’t even care if their businesses were being built on solid ground.




Saka’s hands gripped the railing as he bent his torso over it to get a closer view. It was beautiful! He was beginning to understand why people enjoyed spending their money in New Oceania. The view was breathtaking. Certainly more beautiful than both Edin or Denbourgh had to offer. That was for sure. Looking back at the rest of the group, the young man grinned. Killing two birds with one stone would be relatively easy in this case. Selene, Narson and Sydney could take a load off while Saka handled business.

c: “The building to the left should be it, according to your position on the map.”

Say no more fam.

The young man led the group down a large, wide spiral staircase made out of wood to his left. It eventually led him to a concrete floor on the left-hand side of the outside shopping area. Saka hopped the railing separating the ground from the wooden docs the bar was built on. Then he opened up the front door and waited from the troop to pile in. Much to Saka’s surprise, it was pretty desolate. Perhaps it was the time of day; thinking about it, there weren’t too many people outside either. Did Ghorra have off-seasons?


“Go enjoy yourselves. I got this covered.” Saka spoke as he walked past the group of three and closer toward the back of the establishment. Each pace he took was relatively slow, as he examined the potential artifact holders in Gold Haven. Some of the people who were sitting at the bar to his right were rowdy. Even if Saka wanted to handle things as smoothly as possible, having to deal with drunkards was not on the table. He’d much rather take the gem by force than have an intellectual conversation with someone who is inebriated. Mostly because both options would eventually lead to the same result. Two men dressed to the nines stood outside of a booth. Saka was going to check there first, before dealing with the patrons bar-side.

c: “It’s just ahead of you.”

As he got closer, Saka immediately noticed that Hathom was rubbing his ring. One of the body guards stepped up and placed a hand out toward Saka’s chest. In response, he was forced to stop his forward advance. The man in front of him was physically much larger than he was. Same went for the second bodyguard as well, but that was to be expected. Saka liked a good fight, but there was a time and a place for such proposals to be made. The young man took out his cellular device and snapped a quick shot of the man sitting at the booth. This brought noticeable distress to the guard who had been trying to keep Saka back, who asked him what he was doing. He kept silent as he sent the captain the image. She came back with a name less than thirty seconds later. Saka continued avoiding the security detail, instead looking over at the man sitting in the booth.


“Can I have a moment of your time, Mr. Long?”

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Hathom's head turned slowly to the…. Oddly dressed individual. If he was honest, the entire get up, in a place like this made the young man look like a terrorist of some kind and that was reason enough to make Hathom cautious. He pretended to straighten the folds in his suit, feeling the shape of his new firearm to make sure of its position but he didn't hide the suspicion from crossing his face.

That being said, Hathom didn't like jumping to conclusions. So, he decided to give this suspicious fellow the time of day, “It's alright, gentlemen.” He said to his bodyguards, who looked back at Hathom in what appeared to be incredulity, but they let Saka pass to get closer. Their eyes still watched the agent closely and their hands hovered by their hidden firearms on their waists.

Long turned back over to the bar side and gestured for Saka to take a seat next to him. “Can I get you something?” He asked warmly.

Saka moved past the two men with a smile, taking his seat opposite of Hathom. The guards’ lack of trust was not something that was surprising or insulting to him. In the same position it was more than likely that Saka would have been equally as cautious. He was a stranger, as far as they were concerned. It was nice of Hathom to offer him a drink. He was going to decline at first but definitely didn’t want to insult the gentleman by saying no.

“A glass of orange juice would be spectacular, thank you.”

On the other end of the communication line, the young man from Denbourgh heard his superior clear her throat.

“So, my name is Saka. It’s not really important, but my mom always taught me that it was the nice thing to do to introduce myself before speaking to someone I hadn’t been acquaintanced with previously. Anyway, I work for the government. A few of my associates came in the bar with me. Erabus has a special task force designed to utilize the powers of these gems called artifacts - apparently a bunch of people on this planet have them. I found two in Desetto. It seems there’s a handful here, too. We’ve already collected one girl here - and I assume you too have an artifact. I want to give you a proposition, though it was quite easier for the others as all they required was money…” Saka placed a hand on his chin, his hues looking down at the table top as he took a moment to think.

“Though I guess it’s probable that the captain would be willing to listen to any request you may have of her.”


Hathom stayed silent and quite frankly, he didn't believe a word coming out of Saka's mouth at this point. Being a military man, he had never met a happy-go-lucky agent before and he had no reason he had met one now. He nursed his drink quietly for some time before finally speaking up. “I'm a military myself. So, I'm sure you'll understand what I mean when I ask if you are here officially. Depending on how you respond will depend on my willingness to assist you with… whatever your objective is. That and of course, what is in it for me. As you said, money and resources wont hold much sway over me.”

The bartender, Vivian, brought the requested drink and gave the two gentlemen a nod before moving on to attend other customers and leaving them to their business.

“I understand.”

With a smile, Saka removed the communication device from his pocket. He unplugged his earpiece and placed it onto the table. As his digits wrapped around the glass of juice and brought it to his lips, the voice of the commander would come through on the communicator. While Saka was not the person with all the information that Hathom wanted to hear, she certainly was.

c: “Captain Madeline Tousey. Badge 59749, Borealis District in Denbourgh. You are Hathom Long, born in Ghorra of the prestigious Long family. Twenty five years of age. Multiple tours in the military. Your father gave you control of a few businesses in Edin, Denbourgh and the Grasslands when you got back from active duty. You operate your business out of Eindra. Your artifact is named Empathy, and most recently you’ve been having issues with the Krestnokov family. We know of this because my former partner when I was on street duty has active ties with a few employees of his own. Does this sound about right?” After slurping up the remains of his orange juice, Saka placed the glass cup on the table beside the communicator.

“Mine is Plasma.” The young man interjected afterwards, turning his titanium arm over and simultaneously lifting his sleeve to reveal the gem engraved into his forearm.

“If we can help you figure out a way to get rid of the Kresti-kovinoffs, then maybe you can take a vacation? Though, it’d probably be more work listening to the Captain talk.”

c: “It’s Krestnokov.”

“Whatever.”


The well dressed man sat there stroking the stubble on his face. One could see the gears in his head at work as he considered all the possibilities of accepting or refusing this call to action. He decided rather quickly that he needed a little bit more to go on.

“You say the artifacts have power and that I contain one called Empathy. Forgive me, Ma'am but I'm hard pressed to believe that this ring I found on one of my tours has anything special about it other than I simply like it. I have neither felt nor seen anything… supernatural from it.”

Hathom considered Saka's words up until this point before shaking his head with a sigh, “That being said, I can offer my assistance if I can get equal compensation for my efforts in the way of taking the Krestnokovs down. As I'm sure you are aware, they have been using underhanded, and even downright illegal, tactics to try and put me and their other competitors out of business.”

c: “We are aware of how they do business. Unfortunately, despite our knowledge, Mr. Crawford still has the ultimate say as to when the raid takes place. However, if someone was to stumble upon certain findings and alert the proper authorities, well Mr. Crawford’s plans would have to move along much more swiftly, now wouldn’t they?”

Upon hearing what the captain had to say, Saka smirked. He connected the auxiliary jack into the communication device before placing it back in his pocket. In his ear, Captain Tousey was relaying coordinates to a place that Saka was unfamiliar with. There was no expectation on his end about what the group would find inside of this building, but chances were it would be enough to provide Hathom an avenue to generate a bit of faith in these operations.

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“So, Hathom - for you, believing is seeing?”

The young man asked as he turned over his right arm and pointed a finger toward the man. At that very moment, the lightbulb belonging to the hanging fixture that had dimly lit the table above them popped. The electricity provided by the contact of the bulb and the socket quickly struck his titanium arm. At first, it slowly rotated in circles down his forearm. With time, that small band had formulated into a small ball resting within an outstretched palm. The static electricity had been enough to force Saka’s hair to lose all resemblance of gravity and weight it once had. Just as quickly as it had been requested, the young man was able to flick his wrist upward, dissipating the stream of energy in the process. Upon doing so, his hair fell back to its natural shape.
“How many people did you meet during your tours who can do that?” Keeping the grin across his face, Saka crossed his arms over his chest. “We can teach you how to use yours. Takes a little bit of time, though. You must be pretty lucky to just happen upon it.”


Hathom had flinched at first at the sudden pop of the light bulb but the show that followed left him admittedly befuddled. One could tell he wasn't awestruck or even shocked but his raised brows pointed the fact that he was certainly surprised.

Though it may have been better that way, as Hathom's bodyguards had immediately turned when the bulb had popped, weapons drawn and ready to put the young man freely controlling electricity 6 feet under.

It was only due to the fact that Hathom didn't seem panicked that prevented them from open firing. Once the display ended, the older gentlemen waved his hand in a passive gesture to have them lower their handguns. That all was perfectly fine.

“Impressive…”

Hathom stood and began to seriously study Saka's person. He placed great scrutiny specifically on Saka's arm, searching for any possible giveaway that the display he just saw was due to cybernetics rather than what was being suggested earlier. He checked around his shoulders for anything that may have made his hair appear weightless as it did. As if suspended in stasis or in Zero-G.

Alas, unless Hathom removed the man's entire cybernetic limb and took it apart, there would be no way for him to genuinely tell if this was a trick of technology or something much bigger than he realized.

The former soldier looked at his ring with renewed interest, as opposed to the solemn comfort it offered before.

With a warm chuckle, Hathom placed his hands behind his back and nodded at Saka, “Very well. As long as someone stumbles upon something interesting that may or may not cause a swift delivery of justice, I am willing to cooperate with you. It will be a pleasure doing business with the government once again. Albeit, this time as a civilian and not front line infantry.

“No point in waiting, right? We have a date to attend, between Brighton Terrace and Eccelston Place.”

Saka nodded, digits grasping the communicator before he plugged his headset back into the auxilary jack. Then he deposited it back into his pocket before standing up from his seat. He turned to face the two bodyguards with a large smile on his face. They were large behemoths of men - who at the end of the day had a job which they were paid to do. There was no need to be bothered by them despite getting antsy display of power. Saka had to put his faith in Hathom for that one moment to make the right call and not blow his ass away. It paid off, luckily.

“I hope you boys have a fantastic day. Thanks for your time.”


And with that he stepped between the two men, with the intention of leading Hathom back to his grew of rag-tag delinquents. Well, two of them, at the very least. The third was homeless and seemed to be dehydrated. More of a poor soul rather than a miscreant. Upon finally reaching the group, Saka stopped and placed a hand on his hip. The alleged group Saka brought along hung around the entrance and when Hathom turned to look, a stunning but familiar figure stuck out to him. It took a few seconds for him to recognize that one of the supposed “artifact holders” was actually someone he was familiar with.

“Ah. I was not aware that Ms. Ola was one of the few artifact holders.”

As he remembered her, Selene was not the type of woman to go along with some crazy crackpot theory. Even if the promise of money was in it. She was far too sharp for that. So, if she was here, then this added a great amount of legitimacy to Saka and his captain's story.

Not to mention that it was comforting seeing a familiar face.

“Gentlemen,” Hathom said quietly to his bodyguards, “Contact the head of security to do the task we agreed upon beforehand and after that, you are free to go. I'll have your day's pay wired to your accounts.”

In a less official manner, he turned and clapped both muscley men on the shoulders, “I'm gonna see where this rabbit hole goes boys. I'll give you a call in a few hours with an update.”

With that, he paid for his drinks, Saka's drink, and deposited several hundred dollars for his bodyguards to drink their fill on his tab before following Saka to the rest of the group.

After watching the bodyguards sink to the bar top, it became apparent that these three men had quite the arrangement. Either Hathom seemed to be a really great guy, or he was a superb businessmen. Regardless, the impression he had made on Saka was positive. Sure, taking down the Krusty-noffs was a matter of helping himself - but based on what the captain had described, it seemed as though this family had been on the radar of the government for quite some time. All that the group really needed was a piece of usable information that was worthy enough. Call the Ghorran authorities to wrap it all up and bounce. This, in turn, would undoubtedly force the hand of Madeline’s previous partner but that was not his problem. Nor the captain’s, who had her own job to do.

“All right. There’s two more artifact holders we know of in New Oceania. We’ve been making really good progress. After those two, we can go back to Denbourgh. Anyway… This is Hathom. He’s born and raised here. Must’ve been nice.” The young man joked, with a slight chuckle.


"Greetings." He said as he bowed his head slightly.

“Hathom, this is Narson, Sydney, and as you already mentioned, you already know Selene. Narson’s artifact is Somatic. Sydney’s is… I forgot the name. She can do water balls, though. Selene is called Noir. They all do different things. Narson is from The Grasslands. I have no idea where Sydney is from, but if I had to guess, probably Desetto. Selene is from Desetto as well, more specifically Edin - though you might already know this. I’m from Denbourgh. So, all in all, we’re a pretty diverse group!”

Saka raised both of his palms up to the ceiling, enthusiastically.


Hathom raised an eyebrow at the energetic display and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

"It's a pleasure to meet all of you."
 
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As the group set off into Ghorra, Sydney was remarkably quiet as they went. She was hugely uncomfortable with walking through the streets on ground level and among all these crowds. She was pretty sure that she had stolen from at least sixty percent of these people, but they were too dumb to notice or remember her. She kept her eyes on the lady, Selene with platinum hair as they walked, she seemed to know the way better than she did. As they walked, Sydney could not help but keep looking around, even after they had been walking for at least half an hour. Thankfully, only one Trigger had attempted to snag her on this walk, and it ended up flying straight into the sea. She let out a nervous chuckle when it happened. "Hah... those things are relentless. Stupid as rocks but relentless." she said as she kept close to the group.

As they walked inside the building, Sydney gasped a little at the beauty of it all. While she did hate Ghorra, she had to admit, it was pretty beautiful. At Saka’s words she started to wander around a little. There were quite a few drunk people populating the place. She shrugged and took out some coins from a pocket. She decided to go for the cheapest drink, which happened to be some kind of rum. Even then, the drink was stupidly expensive. It took up all she had in her pocket. The woman took her drink and decided to wander.

The place was full of rich snobs. None seemed to be aware of her presence, which was a relief. Funny, her face was everywhere yet these folks were too blind to realise that she was right here in front of them. She considered trying her luck with some of them, but she knew that she would need to be careful if she was going to attempt nicking something. Seeing a woman with an open handbag, flirting with a man, Sydney saw her chance. She was wearing a tight and sparkly dress, showing far too much skin. She quickly reached into the handbag and pulled out a couple of small items, and upon pulling them out, she opened her palm to see a pair of very expensive looking earrings. With a smirk, she put them in her pocket.

And it was just taken right from around my neck!” Sydney heard a shrill voice that got her attention. She turned to see, lo and behold, the same woman from this morning, now in a sapphire dress with large white furs and ivory gloves, talking to her girlfriends. Sydney glanced around, feeling the necklace from around her neck. Okay… if she just kept herself to herself nobody would notice she was there. Hoping to avoid attracting attention, Sydney drank more of her rum while absentmindedly playing with a small tornado of water in her hand.

She noticed the group once again and walked up to them as Saka had brought over a stranger to introduce them to the group. He was a well-dressed gentleman, one of wealth, she could tell. She rolled her eyes as Saka said that Hathom had grown up in this area. Well great. She probably stole from him without knowing it at some point. As he then talked about the rest, she looked at Saka with a tilted head. And when Edin was brought up as where Selene and herself were from, the younger woman scoffed.

You mean we survived Edin.” She snarked, “Fuckin’ hellhole.” She added, flashing the man a look. Now, Sydney was not typically one to talk about Edin, but she could not shake off the annoyed thoughts in her mind. All these high and mighty toffs probably looked down on the likes of Selene and herself. What made this guy any different? She continued to play with water a little as Hathom then said it was a pleasure to meet all of them.

Hm, yeah.” She said with a slight sigh, unable to stop herself from looking around constantly. Surely she was going to be recognised by somebody here. And she was in a building. No escape. Great… What made her think this was a good idea again? Oh yeah, nothing because Sydney's brain didn't fucking exist.

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Sydney was smart, and decided to join them, though it wasn't like the young woman had much choice anyway. Money was the only way out of whatever dreadful situation she was in, and it didn't take a genuis to see it. Not to mention the Trigger dropping in and speeding up their departure. Selene was allowed to take the lead, showing them the way to the closest of her two favoritie bars, which happened to be Vivian's. It was popular, but never really seemed to be busy except for on holidays, or really, anytime Selene wasn't there. The owner and Selene were friends, but in a rather lose sense of the word, business partners would maybe make more sense. They occsionally would share the secerts they found out in exchange for more vauable ones. There was a lot invovled you don't want to hear about, blackmail and faceless boogymen aren't that interesting anyways. Selene was looking forward to getting a drink, treating herself a little before having to do some work, as she didn't know when the next opportunity would be or if she would even be allowed to. Which would be unfair honestly, no fun in working for the govrnment if you can't have any fun.

Walking into Vivian's again was like a breath of fresh air Selene didn't know she needed. Like she expected, it wasn't busy, but it wasn't too deserted either. There were a fair amount of peoole in there, most taking up the tables which prompted Selene to approach the bar. She was greeted bya vodka martini when she sat down, Vivian noding as she walking off to attend to other patrons. Selene was, as you may have guessed, a woman with expensive taste. It was an aqquired one unfortunately that came with her job, but she felt like sometimes it was justifed. She grew uo in an absolute shitholeb she's been through hell, whats wrong with liking the finer things? And this wasn't even that bad, it didnt cist as much as some of her bras. Or her shoes. Her job required that she looked good, and so she made sure she looked good. Sometimes however, it got her in trouble.

She could feel eyes on her from around the room, men and women alike because her name, her face, and what she did was not unkown. And just like how she was judged about from where she was born, she was judged harshly for how she made a profit. In her circumstance, Selene knew damn wrll that most of the women in this bar would crash and burn, and not be able to handlr half of the mess she's had to, but Selene for now, has to ignore the eyes boring into thr back of her skull. As she sipped on her drink, she coukd see the sideways glare of man further down the bar, older then her and while welk dressed he looked scruffy. She glanced back at Saka, and then at Narson who were both busy and Sydney wouldn't be much help. Another woman, somone who clearly didn't belong here. So long as nobody go the suddne urge to knock her face against the bar counter, everything shoukd be fine.

She was able to drink the rest of her martini in peace before Saka called everyone over, or at least, made it clear that everyone should come back over to the door. That made it better, she coukd feel some of the eyes leave her, some of that tension lift. It was now however, that she noticed who Saka had been trying to convince to join. Hathom Long, a former client of her's actually, one who had just hired her to act as arm candy for a fancy party. She didn't really remember the exact purpise of the party, something for one of his companies, but it was a nice night. A break from what she normally had to do. She had to admit, it was nice to see a familair face, and she knew some of his character, bur Selene still had mixed feelings aboht his type. The rich, and those mixed feelings mainly being hatred, jealously, and distrust. Still, Selene gave him a smile and small wave, "It's nice to see you again Hathom."
 

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“We’ve got coordinates to a spot we need to stop at, off Hathom’s request.” Saka mentioned, unintentionally between cutting the conversation that both himself and Selene had been having. He looked between the three people he had gathered up. There was still two more artifact members they needed to gather before heading back to Denbourgh. Aside from helping out Hathom, it didn’t seem to be too tall of an order to fill out. The young man parted his lips to continue speaking before he, himself would be cut off by the captain.

c: “The next artifact holder lives off of a street on the way to the marked coordinates you have, Saka.”

The young man paused momentarily as he listened before stepping out in front of Sydney, Hathom and Selene. He extended his right arm and lifted his sleeve. A holographic, three-dimensional mini-map was generated from a small light in his palm, providing the three with a small graphic. Using both his index and thumb fingers, Saka moved the map around. There was a blinking red indicator, clearly showing the group where their current position was. It was obvious that it made the most sense to stop off at the captain’s request first before heading over to the compound owned by the Krestnokovs.

“All right. Looks like we’ll stop off and grab the next gem before dealing with the Krustykons.”

A moment or two passed before Saka’s hands found themselves pressed against the doors of the Gold Haven. He exited first, allowing the group to gather whatever they needed before following him out. It was tedious having to constantly collect humans like a shepherd, especially considering he had done so non-stop over the past twenty-four hours. While it had proven to be much easier than he had originally anticipated, Saka was ready for this part of his job to be over. He was itching to get to the action. Anything that provided a bit more excitement than walking from spot A to B for a quick chat. As odd as that chat happened to consistently play out, anyway.

When Saka checked the time, it read as 21:00. The day was almost over. An hour had passed since they touched down on Erabus. It seemed as though what time of day it was mattered very little in this land, though. Most people in Edin around this time would be locked up in their homes. Denbourgh was awake twenty-four hours regardless of the day, but that was to be expected of the largest city on Erabus. Ghorra, as a vacation spot first and foremost, did not have the populous to maintain the same numbers. Saka kept primarily focused on his map as he navigated through the small intermittent groups of people walking down the sidewalk. The opposite side of the main street running vertical through Ghorra was seemingly just as busy. Perhaps people were getting back from some sort of an event?

The young man turned down an alleyway, eventually leading the other three up the stairs to an apartment building. When his hands grasped the handles of those double-doors, Saka found that it was locked. Soon-after, he noticed that there was a keypad on the wall adjacent to the door. After looking at it momentarily, the young man pondered what his next course of action was. He lifted a hand to his chin, rubbing it softly as he spoke to no-one in particular.

“A keypad…”

c: “Don’t you da-!”

He reached his hand out and pressed it against the pad, hitting each button in the process. The pad was obviously designed for visitors to buzz in. Considering the fact that it was late outside and he knew not one person who lived in this apartment, buzzing everyone was Saka’s go-to action in this scenario. It never once dawned on him that he could ask either Hathom, Sydney or Selene if they had an acquaintance. After close to twenty seconds of the young man just sitting there with his hand against the wall, someone answered his call. The door made a loud buzzing sound before unlocking, allowing Saka to open the door. He held it open for one of the other three before walking inside. The hallway was narrow, but eventually led to a staircase. After studying the map momentarily, the young man took the stairs up one flight.

The first door to the right on the second floor? It was a guess, but worth the shot. He knocked. An obese, older woman wearing a large table-cloth as a shirt came to the door. Her… Assets hung without proper protection. It was the first thing Saka noticed. He said hello, then he offered her an explanation as to why he had knocked on her door.


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His face turned an interesting shade of pink while she screamed obscenities at the man who had disturbed her. He went to reach in and grasp the door to shut it, but not before she swung a frying pan at his face. The metal connected dead-on, bending the pan back completely as Saka stood in the doorway with his hand wrapped around the doorknob. He did not move, nor did his orifices bleed in the slightest. His eyes just remained fixated on the woman as she backed away slowly from the door in horror, with a now-broken pan to make her breakfast eggs with.

Saka shut the door and turned back to the other three, placing a hand on the back of his head.

“Yikes.” Then, like the asshole he so apparently is, Saka moved to the door immediately next to it and knocked.

c: "You're a fucking moron."

“Hello?” The messy-haired man called out from the other side of the door.

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There was no way of knowing exactly how many hours had passed since Rose had closed her eyes. It was a heavy sleep, the kind that left your skin marked with the imprints of the blankets and red and splotchy from falling asleep on your own hand. It was like her body wanted to come alive before her mind did, her feet flexed under the weighted blanket, rubbing her ankles together as her cells did their best to come alive.

Finally a yawn erupted from the redhead's mouth, arms stretching up over her head and her eyes fluttered open. Despite what was likely hours of sleep, Rose’s eyes felt heavy. Her body ached from hours of stillness and unconsciousness. Slowly she sat up, rubbing her eyes with the backs of her hands like a child.

Her bedroom had no windows, so there was no way to tell exactly what time it was. Her phone call with sector had long been disconnected, but the webcam was still sending him footage. Although there was no way to tell if he was still watching it. Slowly, Rose made her way to the computer to shut off the webcam.

Right as the video chat disconnected the familiar sound of her phone vibrating clattered against her nightstand. Sectors name appeared on the screen and Rose slide her finger across the glass screen to answer it.

“Well good morning starshine.” Rose only grumbled at the sound of her friend’s voice on the other line. He laughed at her as she plopped down in her desk chair.

“I see you woke up in your own bed. This is good,” he spoke in a light voice, obviously trying to keep Rose calm and calculated.

“How long was I out?” The girl asked, yawns still periodically escaping from her lips. She had the phone pressed between her shoulder and ear, already logging in to her various sites.

“About eleven hours or so. You should feel good and rested now. Now that you have a clear head, I had some ideas I want to try with…” The sound of the scream from the hallway was so loud that even Sector had to stop talking.

“What in the hell was that?” Sector asked. It was shortly after that Rose heard the knock on her own door.

“Um. Let me call you back.” Rose didn’t wait for his protest before hitting the red button on the screen to end the call. She rose on shaking legs, reaching for the replica sword that had been leaned against her desk for the last six months or so. Rose had always intended to hang it on the wall, but it had never happened. It was a beautiful thing, heavily made to be a real replica, not a cheap plaything. Her slender arms could barely lift the thing, but if there was someone who was causing harm out in the hallway maybe it would at least deter the intruder.

As she neared the door the voices started again, but it was different. Instead of clear and articulate words, it was muffled and fuzzy. Sort of like being able to faintly hear the other half of someone else’s phone conversation, but not being able to actually make out what they were saying. It was clear that it was a voice, even clear enough to be a male voice but none of the words were clear enough to make out.

Holding her head with her free hand, Rose pushed up on her toes to look out the peephole. She wasn’t surprised to see a young male standing at her door. He didn’t look particularly dangerous. He was about her age, but that didn’t mean anything. Rose didn’t look particularly dangerous, but with a few minutes and a wifi connection she could fuck up your whole world.

“Can I help you?” Rose called with a nervous voice through the unopened door. Her eye was still at the peephole, hand gripped tightly around the handle of her sword.


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Hearing the voice call from the other side of the door, Saka paused. There had to be a way to go about explaining his presence in a way that didn’t result in him being bashed by a large, thick piece of metal. Saka could tell by the tone of her voice that she was uneasy, so he figured it would be best to start with transparency. He turned back to look at the other three momentarily, then redirected his focus back at Rose’s door before parting his lips to speak. Meanwhile, his hand dug into his pocket to retrieve the gold pouch he had been gifted by Madeline before leaving Denbourgh.

“I don’t mean to alarm you. I was sent by the government…He dug through the gold pouch to retrieve a small badge. Saka didn’t have a collection of cards he needed to have; that pouch had truly been the young man’s one and only wallet. The badge itself was the same shade of gold as the currency, but was a bit larger in size. It had the official seal on it, as well as the location of which the badge had been received. Some Latin words were also inscribed around the top, but Saka had not given a shit enough to study what they were. He didn’t know Latin anyway.

“I can say that I have no idea who you are, i’m just going off of a general location of what i’m looking for based off my GPS. I can’t exactly give you all the information I need to sitting out here.” After a moment of holding his badge up to the peephole, he would place it back into his pouch of money before tying it up. Then he deposited it back into his pocket. “That and your fat neighbor hit me with a frying pan for knocking on her door. Also, I've got like three of my associates with me. Just want to be honest with you. If you can give me five minutes of your time at most, i’ll be able to more properly explain why i’m here. You don’t even have to let my friends in, if you don’t want to. They can stay out here with Big Betty.”

A screech came from the apartment next door, which caught Saka’s attention. The woman peeped her head out of the door and glared at Saka, threateningly waving around her bent frying pan. In response, the young man turned his head with an exaggerated expression plastered on his visage. Then he promptly extended his middle finger in her direction.





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‘Did he just say he was from the government?’ The thought caused Rose’s heart to accelerate and suddenly the palm wrapped around the leather handle of the replica sword was clammy. Rose had spent the last few years doing everything she could to fly under the radar or the government. She had fled foster care, changed her name and deleted a whole life from their database. Not to mention she had done her fair share of stealing, fraud and various other serious cyber crimes.

Her mind tried to process all of the information he was throwing at her as quickly as possible. He had come based on a GPS signal? What was calling him here? What was important enough to send him and the other associates that he had told her he had with him? If he was really here to arrest her, why in the world would he be stupid enough to tell her that he had back up? She was spinning, trying to come up with a plan.

“Uh… Just a second!” she called through the door. The sound of her scrambling around her apartment could be heard from hallway. Should she try to escape? The only real exit was out the front door, but she could attempt to scale down the fire escape. But then, if it was nothing to do with her she could give herself away by seeming guilty.

Hacking into the government database for information was always an alternative, but there wouldn’t be time. The more time she wasted pacing the floor of her hallway, dragging her sword behind her, the more suspicious she was making herself seem. Finally, with a heavy sigh, Rose drug the metal chain lock across the door and cracked it, leaving room for the boy to enter. If she had to make a break for it, she had a better chance of outrunning one moron than a whole group.


When the door was opened wide enough for him to get in, Saka took his leave. This now marked the second time he kept the group sitting on the sidelines. In both scenarios, however, it made more sense for Saka to give some background as to why they were around. Upon walking in he was sure to shut the door behind him. The young man immediately noticed that there was a coat closet to the left, but no rooms. He would have to walk down the hallway before eventually popping his head into the other rooms to check them out. The main living space seemed pristine, to the point that he was not convinced anyone actually used it.

“This place is spacious for an apartment! You must work overtime to keep it looking so nice.”

Once he entered the bedroom, he was able to understand why the living room was in such pristine condition. The girl probably spent a majority of her time in this room. It had been admonished by a bunch of stuff, probably related to her hobbies. In addition to this, it didn't seem like the girl really understood the concept of a garbage can, but Saka wasn’t much to talk. Hell, Saka didn’t even have a home to call his own. When push came to shove, if Rose had the money to afford to live in such a nice place, she had the right to treat it as such. Saka took a few steps further into the room before stopping. He turned around to look at Rose.

“Anyway, i’d love to sit around for a cup of tea but I don’t have that much time. I’m looking for a gem called an artifact. I was told, and I quote, that ‘their existence is the cornerstone of a folklore regarding stones that grant their owners powers’. Are you familiar with this legend?” The corners of his lips tugged upwards as his light hues remained fixated on the female. At the same time, the digits belonging to his left hand slowly pushed up the sleeve covering his prosthetic. He might have been sick of spewing the same nonsense repetitively ad-nauseum, but he absolutely loved meeting new people. Each one was as interesting a beast as the last.
 
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Her pointer finger ran up the bridge of her nose to push her round glasses back into place as she listened to him speak. He wasn’t looking for the mastermind cyber criminal, or the runaway child. This brought the girl some relief, however he was looking for her, he just didn’t know it yet.

“No I’ve never heard of that legend.” She said truthfully, her hand hadn’t left the grip of the sword as she analyzed him with her lilac colored eyes. The girl probably looked a mess, with her mop of red hair unbrushed and still tangled and messy from falling asleep with damp hair. Oversized, stolen, pajamas hung from her slender frame. In fact, she probably seemed like a child.

Rose had no idea what artifact he could be looking for, she owned no gems or special items. But someone of her intelligence rarely believed in such coincidence. Her ‘powers’ had only just surfaced as this guy showed up looking for individuals who had special items that gave them powers.

“You expect me to believe there is some magical rock that is out there giving people super powers. What the hell do you think this is? Some kind of after school anime?” the words came out like a defense mechanism. She knew well and good the possibility of that being true. Just last night she had proved the reality of what he was talking about. Still, she had no gem, no artifact that was giving her magical abilities, it just started happening out of the blue. In fact, when she had poofed out of her shower she had been entirely nude.

‘Except for your mother’s locket. You never take that off,’ her inner voice chided her. Her hand shot up to the gold chain around her neck. It had been fused shut for as long as she could remember, there was no telling what was inside of it. Pictures, a lock of hair, maybe even a gem. She wouldn’t let this asshole take it away from her. The necklace was the only thing she had left of her parents.

“Unfortunately, I don’t have any gems. Sorry I can’t be of more help to you, but I wish you luck on your search!” Rose exclaimed ushering the male back toward the hallway.

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“I just said to you, like less than two minutes ago, that your neighbor just hit me with a frying pan. Literally just said that. And i’m still conscious. Not a scratch on me?” Unfortunately for Rose, there was no way that this situation was going to come to a conclusion without her being removed from her comfort zone - in one way or another. Once her hand reached up to grasp her locket, Saka became fully aware that the woman was withholding information. This hypothesis was further gassed up when the captain reaffirmed his suspicions.

The man got the point. Rose’s body language was practically escorting him to the front door while she implied that it was time for him to leave. As he walked out of the bedroom and into the hallway, he placed his hand on her door frame. Then he dug his fingers into the sheetrock of the wall and pulled a handful of the frame off with the finesse equivalent to an obese child withdrawing cotton candy from a bag. Immediately afterwards, he turned back to face the female before taking a gigantic bite out of the wood. Saka kept his mouth open on purpose, showing the woman that he was chewing the frame with ease. He even spoke with his mouth full, though this should have been less of a surprise given his manners.

“You still think that exclamation about a government official coming to your house talking about a fairy-tale is an after-school anime?” The man mumbled, though found himself unable to swallow the wood. A moment after finishing his inquiry, Saka turned his head away from Rose and began to violently spit bits and pieces of chewed-up wood out of his mouth. Back at the Denbourgh Office, Madeline had taken note of the exchange that was taking place. After being forced to witness Saka’s version of the world’s grossest ASMR challenge, she turned over to the two men who had been sitting beside her with a concerned look on her face.

“You’re positive we made sure this kid doesn’t have any mental disabilities, correct?”

“Came out completely clear. Looking back, I don’t know how.”


Saka, with a shard of wood stuck to his bottom lip, looked up at Rose. This was followed by a small smile as he fixed his posture and stood back upright. There was a prolonged silence between the two, which forced Saka to awkwardly look away from the woman and over to the piece of the door frame he had removed. Noticing that what he had done was rude, he pointed at the broken piece of the wall he was responsible for. There were probably better ways to go about proving his point. Maybe, he should have attempted to explain a bit more about his position before providing his demonstration.

“Don’t worry. We’ll pay for that.”

c: “Nope. That’s comin’ straight out of your paycheck pal.”

“Listen. You have the artifact. And there’s only two ways this is going to end.” The young man scoffed as his hues turned back to the woman, seemingly offended. “You can either come with me and my friends to Denbourgh and hear what my Captain has to say, or we’ll be going back solely with that locket around your neck. Take your pick, but I don’t have time to let you weigh out your options. We got moves to make. Gotta take down this business run by a guy named Krustyklops, or something like that. Sounded pretty serious, actually. And there’s still another artifact holder here in Ghorra.” He said casually, lifting a hand up to flick that last piece of wood off of his mouth.

So that was what it boiled down to. Either she hand over the last remaining memento of her childhood or she surrender herself into government custody where they would likely just imprison her and take the locket from her anyway. She had been compromised by some moron who thought eating chunks of her door was a sign of dominance.

“You know,” The girl’s mind was whirling as she stalled for time. Just a few extra minutes for her brain to process through the situation. “If you needed fiber, I have a pretty decent cereal in the kitchen. I’m not sure my doorway is the best way to go about it.”

“Is like...all of you impervious to harm? Your intestines aren’t going to like get a splinter or anything right?” Rose rambled on, giving a fake shutter at the idea. Now she had no reason to doubt herself, by coming in here and confirming the reality of her powers the stranger had empowered her. Her violet eyes were locked on his, cold and calculating, her feet instinctively moved her backwards and away from him.

“What? I spit it all out. Did you not see that? Saka raised an eyebrow, pointing down at the saliva-covered bits and chunks on her floor. Though, it was definitely a great question. The young man had never tried ingesting stuff that wasn’t supposed to be digested, so that theory had never been properly put to the test. He kept fixated on the girl’s face as she continued talking.

“You know, it’s really unfair.” she spoke softly, a small smirk forming across her full lips. Rose adjusted her glasses. “Teleportation isn’t nearly as cool as being indestructible.”

With that phrase, her hand went to her locket, and she focused on the roof of the building with all the brain power she possessed. It really only took seconds, but to Rose it felt like an eternity of focusing on the gardens that had taken over the stone landscape of the rooftop.

With a small popping sound, the girl was gone, blinked out of existence. Though, she was not alone.

As soon as the female mentioned teleporting and began rubbing away at that locket for a second, Saka knew that there was something strange at play. While he did not exactly put two-and-two together in that same moment, he was able to discern that she had been grasping the piece of jewelry around her neck for a reason. In order to prevent her escape or hamper an attack the man had moved his hand forward to grab the girl’s wrist. Once his digits locked around her skin, he felt his body began to disintegrate at the molecular level.

The two reappeared. Saka was unable to tell what his surroundings were. His hand was still lightly holding onto the girl’s wrist, but he was down on his knees. Once he realized that he was still alive an extreme case of nausea overcame him. Enough for Saka to let go of Rose and gag on the floor momentarily before pushing himself up onto his feet. While Saka was capable of withstanding an extreme amount of physical punishment, there were still plenty of other things that could easily bring him to his knees.

“I don’t know how you can ever get used to that…” He held a flat hand against his forehead.

“I’m not even used to it!” the girl snapped at her stowaway, obviously annoyed he had hitched a ride on her arm.

“Look at that! You do have an artifact and you do have powers. Bet I don’t sound so crazy now, huh?” Saka removed his communicator from his pocket and pressed the button. The others would best know where he was. Perhaps if Rose got to talk to some of the other people that Saka had collected over the past day, she would understand a bit better of where he was coming from. All threats aside he had yet to turn his hand on her.

c: “Hey, guys. She can teleport. We’re on the roof. She might be better off hearing it from you guys, because it’s pretty apparent she wasn’t down for the whole ‘agent’ shtick.”

“I can’t let you take this, it’s a family heirloom.” Rose said matter of factly, panic taking her now that she was outside. The voices in her head were loud and annoying, distracting. “And I can’t go with you.” Her mind was already searching for the next exit, an opportunity to get far enough away from Saka to teleport without him.

“If I do, you’ll just arrest me and take the thing from me anyway. You seem,” the girl paused, looking for the right word. “Harmless? But going with you is agreeing to a life in a cage, and that’s not something I’m willing to do.” The words felt strange coming from her mouth, she had never talked about her fears of incarceration before. While the girl was aware that she lived in the same small room day in and day out, at least that was a cage of her own making.


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"The roof?"

Hathom had been following along quietly behind Saka and hadn't actually uttered a peep since he got pulled into this artifact hunt. The reason being he was rather good at reading people and from that skill, he was well aware that he wasn't exactly liked by anyone in this group. Specifically by Sydney. She was quite obvious with her distaste of his person.

Normally, one would be offended by this sort of behaviour but Hathom payed it no mind. After all, the military dog interacted with hundreds of people everyday. In the lower areas, that look of contempt seemed to staple among the citizens. The moment they saw his bodyguards and clean pressed suit, it was instant. Like watching a puppy get punted across a street. Reactionary hatred.

It was understandable. Hathom didn't like the vast majority of people in Ghorra. Even from childhood. Hence why he went out of his way to assist those that worked for him. They may not live comfortable lives but he wanted working for him to be rewarding, if nothing else.

Now, Hathom was sprinting around the back of some apartment buildings and climbing up the fire escape to get to the roof.... because somehow Saka and his target ended up from inside the apartment room to on the building's roof in an instant. It had been some time since Hathom was on active duty but his senses and physique were still as sharp as ever. There were no signs of a struggle and no signs of anyone trying to flee.

They were there one second and then gone the next.


When Saka said she could teleport, he wasn't kidding.

Eventually, Hathom reached the roof before anyone else and straightened the folds in his suit that came from sprinting up here. He tightened his tie, cleared his throat and regulated his breathing.

"Hello, Miss." he started amicably, "Now, this may seem rather unbelievable coming from..." Hathom searched for some of the funnier insults he has subjected to, "Some corporate shill. But he's not lying to you. You won't be arrested if you cooperate and more importantly...." Hathom paused and rubbed his fingers on one hand together, "You will be compensated for your time and efforts. You also wont be parted from your artifact."

The large man held up his right hand and showed the ring with the green gemstone in its center. "I wasn't. Neither has anyone else been separated from it."

He now held both of his hands up, palms facing towards the young lady in a sign of peace as he cautiously took a step forward. "Compensation also doesn't have to be money. As you can tell, I have no need for it." His right hand slowly went to his chest in a symbol of good faith, over his heart. "They are helping me bring down a notorious and infamous family that has brought more harm and ruined more lives than anyone else since man colonized this planet. My compensation... my payment for working with them is justice being righteously brought down on their heads."

"What is it that you want? There must be something."


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And see, that-” Sydney finished the last of her rum with a slight hiccup and stumble, “That! Is how Deadpool could beat Deathstroke in a fight!” she wagged a finger as if her word was fact. Not that anyone in the group would know who that was or was listening to her tangent in any way. Again, old comics found around Edin. The woman had always wondered if they had ever been worth anything at some point in time. Probably not, but they were entertaining. The only way Syd ‘read’ them though was by studying the drawings intensely to get an idea as to who was who and what powers they had. She had not been paying much attention as to what was going on until Saka… teleported onto the roof.

She looked to Hathom as he mentioned the roof. She glanced up before he then took off to get up there himself. Sydney frowned slightly. What in the-? “What the fuck is with you people and roofs!? Can’t we talk somewhere more convenient? Like you in a ditch and I'm not so I can look down and laugh?” She shook her hands a little as she swayed on the spot. How was she gonna get up there? There was no way she could keep up with Hathom. Not that she wanted to be near that guy. With a huff, she rubbed her chin as she thought of a way to get up there without much effort.

You lot can teleport and run and shit- gah! All I can do is make people look like they pissed themselves.” She grumbled. But then, as she said this, she had an idea. That or the rum was now messing with her mind. The latter was more like it, Syd never had any ideas. Putting her hands at either sides of herself, she gave Selene a nervous smirk before moving her hands around.

Hmm… Okay, if I just throw them down like this maybe I can gently push-WAAAH!” Just as she started speaking, the woman was launched upward by two jets of water. Okay bad! Bad! Not good! Sydney yelled slightly as she threw her hands up in a panic, which, again, was not what she should have done as the jets suddenly stopped. Looking below, she could see the lit up streets and could hear the surprised murmurs of people who had seen this random kinda-drunk person suddenly launch in the air powered by water. Many of them would be questioning themselves on what they were on.

Sydney growled from the impact as she landed on the roof on her front. The younger female groaned as she stood herself up, “Ugh… what the-?” she stopped as she then noticed Hathom, Saka and this girl, referred to as Rose from what she heard. Hathom had finished speaking, clearly trying to convince the woman to come with them. She coughed as she got up, still shaky on her feet. As Hathom finished his speech about justice, Sydney, behind him, stuck her tongue out between her teeth and moved her jaw up and down in a mocking manner. Blah blah blah- nope, money. That was what she wanted out of this.

Pfft, oh yeah that’s well nice and all but I’d like a little gold in the bargain.” She said with a sight roll of the eyes before looking at the woman, “Oh, you got one of these thingamajigs too, huh? What kind?” she tiled her head at the girl as she played with the sapphire necklace in one hand and a ball of water in the other. Though, after that, she was not sure about messing with this stuff anymore. But, oh! The opportunities to fuck with people were endless, how could she resist?
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Rose could do nothing but laugh at the well dressed man who followed her and Saka up to the rooftops. This whole situation was getting more and more ridiculous by the second. She wondered how high her chances were of teleporting again without being snagged at the last minute. It was apparent to her that Saka at the very least was fast enough to jump after and he was standing the closest to her. Was she cornered? What were her other options?

“Compensated?” Rose said with a sarcastic roll of her eyes. “I have more money than I could ever want, or could even ever spend in my whole life time. And as you don’t really look like a government official or a lawyer,” She looked the man up and down, sizing him up. “I don’t think you can promise me what the government’s intentions are.” Still, she listened to what he had to say, he had a more compelling case than eating her door at the very least. The ‘corporate shill’ as he introduced himself, seemed to be like her in the regards to finances, but she had no reason to trust anyone. Especially people who had been on the look for her and had tracked her up to the room of her apartment building. If she could teleport, and Saka had the equivalent of diamond skin, what sort of crazy abilities did this guy have.


His question hit home, and caused her to falter. Momentarily, she lowered the replica sword she had been pointing in Saka’s direction to keep him at bay. What did she want? Rose wanted to have her life back with her parents, in their shitty apartment. She wanted to play games with Sector and eat way too much pizza in her pajamas. The girl wanted to spend her days watching cheesy anime and chatting with her friends online. What she didn’t want was to have to deal with the situation that had landed in her lap that very second. Making large decisions had never been a strong suit of hers.

“Listen. You can’t give me what I want. None of you can. There is nothing that any of you have, or even the government that I haven’t been able to take for myself.” Her words were true, even if they gave away more information than was safe. Money, information, records, whatever Rose wanted she could just take with a few keystrokes there wasn’t anything that any of these people could offer her.


It was at that moment that Rose was startled by a girl literally water jetting herself up to the roof. Rose laughed in a way that sounded both hysterical and sarcastic. Her empty hands ran through her hair, gripping it at the roots with anxious energy. Was she having a really bad stress dream? The idea that all of these events were happening to her and so close together was absolutely ridiculous.

“What are you guys?” Rose snipped, raising her sword back up. “Like the fucking X-Men or something?” But this was no more crazy than her escapades of ending up naked in the gaming store a few hours prior. A heavy sigh weighed over her as logic finally ran out. She could stay here and argue with these guys, but there was no escape for her. Not to mention, if she quit letting fear rule her mind and listened to her instincts she knew that going with them was the right call. This thing had belonged to her parents, and the fact that someone had come looking for their old possession was the only real lead she had on their disappearance in years.


Frustrated tears welled up in the corners of her eyes as she tried to think about the best way to handle the situation she had been presented with. Rose slowly lowered her sword, and turned her gaze to Saka. Her eyes were fierce and piercing as she looked the strange boy over. There was no real reason to trust them, but there was no real reason to stay here now that they knew where she was, and with the ability to track down the locket’s signal there wasn’t any way to run from them either. She could only teleport for so long.

“Can you give me assurance I won't be arrested. No matter my crimes, no matter how bad?” Rose asked Saka, she assumed him to be the leader since he had been the first to approach her. Someone who was dumb enough to chew through the wood of a door frame was too stupid to lie to her. Idiocy was the most reliable thing in the world.


“I’ll need some time. I have loose ends to tie up here.”


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"Well nobody has arrested me or the woman who I'm assuming has just made a fool of herself yet, no offense Syndey, and my profession is just as illegal as yours is." Selene's voice was only coming through the coms, "Assuming you use the computers for it. Oh, and excuse me for no comming up, I didn't want to risk breaking these heels. They're my favorite. Anyway, if we had wanted to arrest you, why would we have tried talking to you like this? We wouldn't go offering a deal like that, which im sure provides immunity, or the means to disappear if not a full pardon provided you see the entire mystery operation to it's completion. Like Mr.Long said, compensation doesn't have to be money," Selene smirked, almost audibly so as she stood there in Rose's apartment. "I must say, you have a rather impressive cave. If you agree, please don't take long, and pack quickly. We don't have time to get to know each other. At least, hanging out here, we can do that on the ship." Saka had seemed to rush them at each stop, spending only enough time to collect each gem holder and then they moved on. Granted they had more people to collect, and Selene wasn't sure if they had anyone else to grab, but what was the harm of getting the mission underway as soon as possible. Selene moved around the room, not really looking at anything, she was going for the window. Selene opened the blinds, wanting to get some light in the there before she entered the redheads kitchen. She felt a glass of water was a forgivable offense. "Your skills will come in handy, and you'll be able to do some good. Recgonizable good that would get people off your back, and also put you on the radar of people you may want to have on your side. And you never know what you could find. It's all about risk and reward right? High risk, high reward."
 

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Saka was getting slightly irritated. Mostly because he was on a schedule and had a job to do. Sitting around trying to explain things to a person who was told they would have all their answers upon arrival was equivalent to talking in circles. Upon Selene’s interjection into the conversation and the arrival of the other two, the young man stepped forward to Rose’s direction. Rose had claimed she had various things to do and obviously had an issue, but that wasn’t something that Saka cared about. What he was most concerned about was her unwillingness for compromise.

The speed at which both Hathom and and Sydney made their way up to the rooftop was astounding. When it came to the three gathering up around him to help, Saka really couldn’t be anything less than thankful. None of these people had to listen to him or follow him - they could have easily called him out and made him work for their allegiance. When they got back to the ship, he would have to be sure to let each of them know how he was feeling. Saka was an open book for the most part. He didn’t have a filter for his thoughts, nor was he always right when it came to handling situations. The added commentary from the others served to strengthen his case, but it was time to bring Rose back down to reality.


563872“Let’s talk about the illusion of choice. In this case, i’ve given you the choice to give me the artifact or come with me if you want to keep your newly found powers. You’ve got more money than you ever want or could spend in your whole lifetime? Cool, you know you’re on record, right? What do you think happens if my superiors run your name and see that you didn’t make that money through legitimate, documented means? I’ll let you in on a little secret.” Saka said, lifting his arm once more to show her his artifact with a shit-eating grin on his face.

“We were able to find you in the first place because of my artifact. The artifact users I have with me, as well as myself, are all capable of tracking down any other artifacts that exist on this planet. That’s right! We have GPS location of you at all times while you have that gem in your possession. So, let me tell you what happens next. You can run, but you will never be able to hide. It’s time to pay your due; we’ve come knocking on your door to collect what you’ve taken. We don’t want to put you behind bars. I already told you that your cooperation will be your payment for your crimes. Time to give back to the hand that’s been feeding you - the people of this fucking planet.”

There was a small pause in conversation. The wind provided by the water surrounding Ghorra had been whipping through the city, intermittently brushing his hair and clothes around wildly. There was a great view of the downtown portion of the city from this spot, something that Saka would have enjoyed had he been living in the city. Though, the cards he had been dealt where extremely different. He slept in an alleyway next to a deli in Edin for close to a year at this point.

“You’ll be able to come back after we stop off in Denbourgh. I'll even bring you back myself if I need to. You can wrap up all the loose ends you want, but at the end of the day your time is now going to be borrowed from the Erabian government. You understand that, right? It might be something that you might not want, but you don’t understand what it’s like to have nothing. I have been given the same opportunity as you and it’s been the biggest blessing of my life. So, suck it up or give us the artifact.”

Saka placed both hands in his pockets before turning his back to the girl. He was done wasting his time with the conversation - they had other things to do. If Rose wanted to sit around and waste her time it was fine by Saka, there was always time to loop back around and see if her mind had changed at all. Given her lack of understanding regarding her powers, it wasn’t like she would be much use in a fight. Saka had witnessed Selene use hers first-hand, something that gave him immediate confidence in how she carried herself. Sydney might have been using the powers of her artifact mischievously, but she displayed at least a basic understanding of use. Hathom was more of an enigma given the small amount of time they had been together, but he was already making spectacular use of his diplomatic skill set.

“Let’s follow the coordinates we were given.” Saka looked between Sydney and Hathom with a small smile. “We’ve got other business that we have to handle. Gather up at the bottom floor lobby when you’re ready, everyone.” The man walked between the two, opening the door from the rooftop and taking the staircase down.

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