Futuristic Kosmotech (Closed)

[Israel]

(Okay, so it has been quite some time since I've done a starting post. Please forgive me!)

Katzir Barak
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It was like any other day for the upper city jail, except for the utter chaos that was currently happening. The records were all a mess, the security robots all spoke different languages (leaving the human jailers quite confused, and the security cameras were moving around and focusing on anything but the jailed individuals.

This certainly wasn’t a regular occurrence at the jail and it was all due to one particular prisoner: Katzir Barak. Known for his prowess for hacking and harassment, he was an annoyance too many (including law enforcements and gangs). Currently he was sitting in his jail cell, leaning back on his cot with one of his legs crossed at his knee. There was not a care in the world for the infamous hacker, his eyes closed and he was humming a tune. His trademark smirk plastered across his face were dead giveaways of his playful tricks on the jail employees.

"I really hope you can get this one out. He's an annoyin' pain-in-the-neck type. He was trying to hack into a government terminal without authorization. He would've nearly gotten away with it if we hadn't received an anonymous tip." As the jailer reminded the local slicer, he knew that he had to get revenge on whoever ratted him out. The dark-haired young man opened one of his eyes and was greeted to two men who stood outside of his cell. He recognized the jailer who had put him in the cell when he had arrived at the jail. The other man who accompanied the jailer was taller and had a more refined look to him. Katzir assumed that he was the public defender that would represent him.

Katzir didn't attempt to hide his guilt, he just shrugged his shoulders and gave an impish grin. "I have no idea what he's talking about Mr. Public Defender. I am completely innocent and have never hacked into a government terminal." The snarky way in which he stated it gave no doubt he was guilty. "Even though we can tell he is lying, we need an actual confession. All we can do now is keep him here on the charges, but can't prove he did it." The jailer shrugged his shoulder. "Please get him out of here. He's been far too much trouble for my team and I." What the jailer said couldn't help but make Katzir let out a laugh. The jailer narrowed his eyes at the criminal and made him step closer to the lawyer to whisper.

"He's already managed to get through the security on his cell, even after we change the passcodes. Which means he could leave at any time. However, he seems to have taken a special pleasure in annoying us. Which reminds me, please ignore the fact that his file states that his first name is "Sir" and his last name is "Awesome.”” The jailer squeezed the bridge of his nose, obviously stressed by the entire situation.

 

[RabbitsWarren]

art by

arithm

Wᴀʀʀᴇɴ Bᴜʀɴs

(he/him)

ʙᴜɢʙᴇᴀʀ ʙᴀʀᴅs ᴡɪᴛʜ
ʙᴀɴᴊᴏs ʏ'ᴀʟʟ

Aʙᴏᴜᴛ Mᴇ

Wᴇʙɴᴏᴠᴇʟ Lɪɴᴋ

Wᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ Lɪɴᴋ

DᴇᴠɪᴀɴᴛAʀᴛ Lɪɴᴋ

I'ᴍ ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ

Tʜʀᴇᴀᴅ Hᴜʙ

Cʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ Gᴀʟʟᴇʀʏ

RP Pᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ Sᴇᴀʀᴄʜ

Gᴀᴍᴇ Cᴇɴᴛʀᴀʟ Sᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

Tʜᴇ Fᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ

Mʏsᴛᴇʀʏ Sᴋᴜʟʟs

Ansel told them he never wanted to do another public case again, but when this one turned up on his desk, he had to take it. Intrigued by the odd, obviously falsified information in the entire file that covered enough material to bend the envelope. He wanted to meet whoever changed their file to this absurd junk. So, therefore, he found himself ducking as a security bot whirred above his head and dove to the ground, breaking itself. Amusement soaked into the lawyer's face. Ah, yes. He definitely wanted to meet this person if they could cause this amount of chaos.

"I'm not a Public Defender, actually." The red head answered as he shifted his briefcase to the other hand. "My name is Ansel Kramer; I'm the best private lawyer in this sector, but I agreed to take on your case from the state." His dark green eyes looked past the clear wall made specifically for jail cells. It could be turned on and off at will so that no door was needed to get in and out of the cell. They turned their gaze to the keypad when he said that the person in the cell got through.

"I'll handle it, don't worry about it." The broad-shouldered man in the white suit with a red button-up, black tie, and his gold pin directly on the center of the tie's note waved the jailer away, knowing that they wouldn't do any good to help the situation at all. No, anyone that tried to detain him over the past few days should stay out of everything lest he not make any progress. Once everyone left, the lawyer stood back away from the powerfully-charged electric wall separating him and a possible client before letting the tiniest bits of a smile grace his face. "Have they fed you lunch in this place yet, or no?"

(sorry, schoolwork!)

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[ArchAngelLexi]

Echo had just arrived at the upper city jail a short while ago, and the whole place seemed to be in chaos. She chuckled a bit as she was let past the robots which seemed to be speaking nonsense. Some of the other jailers were rushing about trying to get things back in order. She paused momentarily as they moved past a man claiming to be the best private lawyer in the sector. She stopped in her tracks attempting to move toward the man before the jailer grabbed her by the arm.
"Where do you think you're going? Come along." He began to pull away her but she pulled out of his grasp momentarily. She fell to her knees behind the man.
"Sir did I hear correctly. I'd love to hire y-," She was cut off as she was yanked to her feet. She made her best distressed face before continuing. "Please. My name's Echo. I'm innocent and need your help."
As she was pulled away she feigned being in pain. Giving a loud "ow" through gritted teeth, looking back one last time. As they move farther away and out of view she yanked her arm away from the jailer.
"I can walk on my own," She said, her tone had become more serious and her eyes narrowed at the guard. He looked like he was about to grab her again as his face twisted in anger. Letting about a deep sigh he seemingly gave up, allowing her to walk the rest of the way to the cell. Once they arrived he shoved her in roughly before removing her cuff and locking her in.

 

[Israel]

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Katzir stared at his lawyer with a bit of shock, he was obviously curious as to why such a lawyer would represent him. He was a pretty low-level criminal compared to some of his associates. Perhaps there is more to this than meets the eye. He thought. "Ooh, a fancy-shmancy lawyer. The justice system really wants me out of here. How... kind of them." Lip still quirked up in a smirk. He moved from being laid out on his cot to sitting up right. While he certainly wasn't the person you would go to on manners, he wanted to give the redheaded man his undivided attention. "Well nice to meet ya, Mister Kramer. I'd shake your hand, but the energy shield door kind of stops me." He shrugged. The jailer grumbled something that sounded like, "I'll leave you to it," and left the lawyer and criminal. When the jailer was out of earshot, Ansel began to speak.

At the mention of food, Katzir's eyes seemed to light up. "Nope! I think they've been too distracted. I can't imagine why." He lifted his hands and shrugged in faux-ignorance. Although he mischievousness in his eyes and the knowing smile spread across his face certainly didn't hide his crimes at the jail. "I mean-" Before he could say anymore a sudden flash of orange seemed to lunge towards his lawyer. He was almost certain that someone was about to attack the lawyer, so the dark-haired male quickly jumped to his feet and about to defend the lawyer. His mind quickly began making a coordinated attack to: a). deactivate the jail cell and then b). defend his lawyer. However, it appeared that another inmate was trying to garner the attention of his lawyer. She had shoulder-length, coppery-colored hair and seemed to be around the same height as Katzir. When the young man realized she wasn't a threat, he relaxed and fell back on to his cot. The young woman certainly had gotten his attention and he tilted his head to stare and listen to her. He could somehow tell that she wasn't being fully honest. After years of being on the street, Katzir could kind of tell when someone was yanking a chain. After she was recovered by the other jailer and she was out of earshot, Katzir brought his attention back to Ansel. "You might want to keep quiet about being a top-class lawyer around here, unless you really want to go above and beyond as a hero for the local jailbirds." His eyes staring intently at the taller man, he gave the man a teasing smile.

 

[RabbitsWarren]

art by

arithm

Wᴀʀʀᴇɴ Bᴜʀɴs

(he/him)

ʙᴜɢʙᴇᴀʀ ʙᴀʀᴅs ᴡɪᴛʜ
ʙᴀɴᴊᴏs ʏ'ᴀʟʟ

Aʙᴏᴜᴛ Mᴇ

Wᴇʙɴᴏᴠᴇʟ Lɪɴᴋ

Wᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ Lɪɴᴋ

DᴇᴠɪᴀɴᴛAʀᴛ Lɪɴᴋ

I'ᴍ ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ

Tʜʀᴇᴀᴅ Hᴜʙ

Cʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ Gᴀʟʟᴇʀʏ

RP Pᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ Sᴇᴀʀᴄʜ

Gᴀᴍᴇ Cᴇɴᴛʀᴀʟ Sᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

Tʜᴇ Fᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ

Mʏsᴛᴇʀʏ Sᴋᴜʟʟs

"I see that might be a problem, now, yes." Ansel's friendly expression fell at the thought of being screamed at as he walked down the hall and everyone asked for his representation. He neither had the time nor the patience for any of that. However, just two people, that he could manage. He jumped when the girl had fallen to the ground behind him, begging him for his help. In fact, when it happened, his gloved hand inched towards the underside of his coat, but he stopped much before getting there when he then realized that she meant no harm to him.

"The two of you, then, I suppose. I have the time for two cases, and it'll be faster if we all talk together." The lawyer began and approached the keypad on Katzir's cell as he explained that he hadn't ate lunch yet. Good, that was good. This step always had been his favorite over the years, because it was easiest to earn a clients trust with the simple move he loved to use. His fingers danced across the pad for a few seconds, and the wall on the cell dropped. He then strode over to Echo's keypad, and did the same thing. The wall dissipated with a satisfying sizzle and pop.

"Lunch for the both of you it is, then. Don't worry, I've asked permission to take you with me if officials watch from a distance. Is there any particular places that the two of you like within city limits?" He asked as he sat his briefcase on the ground and extended a hand for both of them to shake, one at a time.

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[ArchAngelLexi]

Once Echo was locked in her cell she got up and patted herself off before sitting on the cot. She had her back pressed against the wall as she mentally rehearsed her story. Any discrepancies could be her undoing. Hopefully she could get a good lawyer, if that one man was as good as he claims that’d be perfect. Well, if he actually came to defend her.
While she was deep in thought she heard the barrier of her cell drop. She looked up, surprised to see the lawyer from earlier standing outside. She was even more surprised as he started talking about food. She just got here and she was already being let out for a bit. After waiting for a moment she walked over to shake his hand.

 

[Israel]

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Katzir was honestly shocked that his lawyer would actually open his cell. He must be real big time if the jailers are comfortable with him doing this. Katzir thought before stepping outside of the cell. "Food?!" The dark-haired man suddenly seemed excited. His eyes were wide and shining, almost looking like an excited puppy. "I'm not picky as long as it's filling." He shrugged, it might be some time before he ate again. Katzir knew that the lawyer was probably doing this to get his side of the story. He wasn't too eager to admit his wrongdoing, but the idea of a free meal did relieve some of his anxiety. Should I be honest? I mean he is paying for food. He debated with himself. When Ansel extended his hand, Katzir extended his own hand and gently shook the other man's hand. "Hm, warm. Must have good circulation," He commented with a smile.

 

[RabbitsWarren]

art by

arithm

Wᴀʀʀᴇɴ Bᴜʀɴs

(he/him)

ʙᴜɢʙᴇᴀʀ ʙᴀʀᴅs ᴡɪᴛʜ
ʙᴀɴᴊᴏs ʏ'ᴀʟʟ

Aʙᴏᴜᴛ Mᴇ

Wᴇʙɴᴏᴠᴇʟ Lɪɴᴋ

Wᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ Lɪɴᴋ

DᴇᴠɪᴀɴᴛAʀᴛ Lɪɴᴋ

I'ᴍ ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ

Tʜʀᴇᴀᴅ Hᴜʙ

Cʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ Gᴀʟʟᴇʀʏ

RP Pᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ Sᴇᴀʀᴄʜ

Gᴀᴍᴇ Cᴇɴᴛʀᴀʟ Sᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

Tʜᴇ Fᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ

Mʏsᴛᴇʀʏ Sᴋᴜʟʟs

"Very well, if neither of you have a suggestion, I'll pick one of my favorites." Ansel told both of them after shaking their hands , and headed towards the door at a slow, steady pace. The place he'd be taking them wasn't actually one of his favorites, of course, but he found that the clients he usually took in liked it much more than the places he liked, and saying that the place was his favorite created the start of trust. That was the reason of the meal in the first place, to get rid of anxiety. To ease shoulders and loosen thoughts so that he could figure out what he was working with and how to best proceed. "Stay close, please. You don't want them thinking you're trying to get away from me, and handcuffs are a hassle. If you stay close enough, they won't freak out and try to restrain you." The man commented as he headed out towards a clearly marked police car that waited for them.

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[Israel]

Katzir only nodded when the man mentioned picking one of his favorite restaurants. Meanwhile, he couldn't help but worry about the possible looks they may get in the restaurant. While Ansel would definitely look in his element at any Upper City restaurant, Echo and Katzir might stick out like a sore thumb. While he wasn't exactly dirty, Katzir knew that he would probably look a bit more scruffier than the Upper City residents. His clothing, which was mainly just thin armor ((think Tron, but without all of the lights), was quite popular among the Lower Cities.

As they were walking, Ansel mentioned something about sticking close. "Whatever you say, boss. As long as you know they won't shoot me, I'll stick to you like glue." He smiled, looking at both Ansel and Echo with shifty eyes. His eyes seemed to focus on the taller male though. He noticed that the man seemed rather calculated. It almost seemed like every step and breath he took was thought through before it even started. This caused an... 'itch' in Katzir's brain and he couldn't help but want to tease the tall, redheaded man. "I have to ask, boss. Do you normally take two Lower City hoodrats out on a date or do you do this for all of your clients?"

 

[ArchAngelLexi]

"Well, I personally have never been to any," Echo responded as he mentioned he'd be picking then paused as she chose her next words. "But I'm sure anything up here would be nice," She continued, not wanting to sound completely ungrateful to her new lawyer. As they walked she strode close behind with a confident posture but her expression gave way to worry. She could feel the eyes of the guards and inmates alike on them as the walked unrestrained through the halls.
As he instructed them to stay close she move more towards Ansel's side. She glanced over to get a better look at the two men. Their lawyer seemed to be more uptight which reminded her of her father, the man had drilled in the need to maintain appearances into her. Then the short male, he seemed a like trouble but the fun kind, at least in her opinion. After the brief look her eyes focused on the ground as they walked.
As the shorter male shot the teasing question at their lawyer Echo couldn't help but snicker a bit. Her eye's darting back over to look at them, curious to see how he might react to the question.

 

[RabbitsWarren]

art by

arithm

Wᴀʀʀᴇɴ Bᴜʀɴs

(he/him)

ʙᴜɢʙᴇᴀʀ ʙᴀʀᴅs ᴡɪᴛʜ
ʙᴀɴᴊᴏs ʏ'ᴀʟʟ

Aʙᴏᴜᴛ Mᴇ

Wᴇʙɴᴏᴠᴇʟ Lɪɴᴋ

Wᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ Lɪɴᴋ

DᴇᴠɪᴀɴᴛAʀᴛ Lɪɴᴋ

I'ᴍ ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ

Tʜʀᴇᴀᴅ Hᴜʙ

Cʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ Gᴀʟʟᴇʀʏ

RP Pᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ Sᴇᴀʀᴄʜ

Gᴀᴍᴇ Cᴇɴᴛʀᴀʟ Sᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

Tʜᴇ Fᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ

Mʏsᴛᴇʀʏ Sᴋᴜʟʟs

"You should be completely safe as long as it doesn't look like you're trying to run from me. I'm not very fast, but they are." Ansel assured as his eyes flickered to the cop driving the car and his assistant that sat in the front seat. Unfortunately, that meant Ansel, as broadly shouldered as he was and as hard as he tried to make as much room for the others as possible, had to ride inbetween Katzir and Echo. However, it seemed like Katzir's joke brought him back into good humor. He gave a dark laugh as a calm, plain smile crossed his face and he began to talk again in response. "I do this for all my clients, you've caught me. Though, you two seem to be the most interesting ones I've ever taken to lunch."

"I'm sure this one will be fine, then." Ansel told Echo, a reassuring ton to his voice. They arrived at a place a bit out of the way in the moderate to lower economic neighborhood, Ansel having lied about it being one of his favorites. Of course, that was always the deal. If you took someone to a place they would feel more comfortable with and then told them it was your favorite, it made them trust you more. In fact, continuing to use it even made it more believable, as the staff at this particular place treated him like a regular at this point. Carefully watching their escorts back in the car, Ansel led the two of them inside and seated everyone in a booth near the front, next to a window where they could see the car and the car could see them for minimal distrust towards or from the jailors.

"Order whatever you like, the bill is on me, okay? I honestly mean that." Ansel insisted while he only ordered a water for himself, smiling at the waitress that greeted him by name. He felt slightly ashamed that he couldn't remember hers before reading her nametag, but decided to try and commit to memory so that he would be better about it next time.

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[ArchAngelLexi]

As they arrived at the restaurant Echo looked around curiously. She was surprised that this was the supposed favorite of the lawyer. It was also nice to see the staff reacting with him and him with them. The energy slowly became more comforting for Echo. As she slid into the booth she looked out at the police vehicle, her hand fiddled anxiously under the table.
At the mention of the him covering the bill Echo's eye's lit up. She quickly looked over at him. "Really?" she asked excitedly. She wasn't used to this kind of treatment, from anyone, so the prospect of being treated was exciting to her. She quickly picked up the menu and began looking it over for something delicious. She eventually settled on getting a plate of street tacos with a iced tea to drink.

 

[Israel]

(Sorry for the delay. I've been busy playing Cyberpunk.)

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"Not like they could catch me if I escaped, but I'd rather not have a bounty placed on me." The dark-haired male stated honestly. Not many would be able to catch him if he ran off, but he honestly didn't want to deal with any bounty hunters or mercenaries tailing him. So, he settled for making the jailors' jobs a bit difficult.

It wasn't long before they made it to the restaurant. Katzir probably wouldn't be able to distinguish a high-end restaurant from any other restaurant seeing as how he had never been to anything other than the simple Lower City restaurants. As they sat in their booth, the lawyer sat across from Katzir and Echo. Which probably made more sense seeing that Katzir and Echo were rather slim compared to the lawyer. "You know lawyers are supposed to pass the bar, not lift it." He couldn't help but tease the man.

When Katzir learned that the bill was on Ansel, the young hoodrat couldn't help but get excited. He gave the man a huge smile, obviously very eager by the prospect of someone buying him food. "Thanks, Boss!" He beamed at the taller man. No one in his life had willingly bought him food before. His eyes glanced over the menu and landed on a grilled chicken sandwich that had a fruit salad with it. The meal would be high in electrolytes and proteins, which the young man needed for both his body and abilities. He scanned the menu over again before eventually ordering the chicken sandwich and a glass of water.