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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/31/2018 1:43:55 AM
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[i]"As far as executions go, that was a pretty bold one. Making the Trayvens known as the police... Well, we'll have our hands full."
Natalie walked beside Isabella, though her silent footsteps made it so that the purple haired woman would have a near impossible time trying to discern when she joined her. There was a casual smirk on Nat's perpetually smug demeanour - one that masked disgust for the criminals and a slight bit for Isabella's cruelty, but she didn't hold it against the woman.
Unusually, the Lion-Knight was wearing a set of armour for the occasion, a badge to show her status in the army. She had a pair of deep purple leggings on, with some black lace-up boots and a shirt that matched her pants, both skin tight. The Trayven part of it was in her chestplate and belt, both steely silver and with the golden lion's head engraved on the front. Her sword rested at her hip in a black sheath, though her stance didn't indicate she wished to draw.
"I guess that means work will pick up soon though, doesn't it?" [/i]
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"Work'll pick up, soon enough. I made a few deals with some guys, those willing to assist us in ensuring that we're packing some bite with our bark. At this rate, we're ready to match Dojo members if they get out of line. They will, eventually." [i]Isabella sighed, at that fact: the members of the Dojo were renowned for a more than chaotic behavior, and while it had certainly toned down in the recent weeks, a vigilante eye was always needed. And indeed, the Trayvens seemed to be receiving more support than ever, from the outside factions. Isabella had done alright, with Freya's absence.[/i] "I'd be more than happy to get you some operations sometime, though. Specifically one involving the capture of the Tribune spies that've hid themselves amongst us. We can't give them any advantage, with Khaom being literally wiped off the map.."
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[i]"You know my flat fee - Thirty soldiers, you for the night, and any loot I find during an operation," Natalie jokingly said, her arms folding as she followed along. Nat definitely didn't forget many things, that being one of them. "But really, just say the word and I'll go. All I need to know are my job parameters and what I'm allowed to take from them." [/i]
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"You should know that I'm free for the taking, whenever you want." [i]Isabella replied back, faking a stern, cold attitude, as she nodded with a brief grin crossing her face.[/i] "You're allowed to do what you wish, though bringing them back is recommended. Identification is important, if they've served alongside fellow troops."
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[i]"Perfect. Am I taking specific targets, or is this job going to see me searching?" [/i]
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"Searching about for a bit. I know, annoying.. but I'll get you details on where we caught the traitor, that might lead you somewhere if they're not smart.."
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[i]"Sounds good. Is there any way I can talk to said traitor, or were they just burnt?" [/i]
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"...It wasn't like we got anything out of her, anyway." [i]Isabella sighed. While she seemed to express no concern for the other two, the traitor bothered her, though she kept herself together still.[/i]
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[i]"Alright, did you at least get any information on where I can start looking?" [/i]
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 2/2/2018 2:56:28 AM"Downtown Dojoville, down the street from the bar that we.. met at." [i]Isabella giggled to herself, at the mention of that night.[/i] "There's an alleyway to the right of that.. big green poster gives it away, "INFINITY CORP" on it or something like that. I'd head in at night, blend in at all. If you need help, radio in. I already know that you won't - you're damn good at what you do - but, nonetheless.. don't die, alright?"
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[i]"I'll try. And speaking of that night - Me, you, Star, some others, let's do it again sometime?" Nat left Isabella with the question, giving her a playful smirk and a light kiss on the cheek. She exited the Trayven camp through the main gate and walked over to the Infinity Corp building, scouting the place out. [/i]
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[i]Isabella fell silent with the kiss, and as Natalie walked off, would blink a little.[/i] "...Definitely. Or just you and me," [i]She murmured underneath her breath, before trekking back into the encampment.[/i] [i]The building wasn't too stellar, unfortunately. Without Infinity Corp's participation, the establishment had fallen into some ruin, with "CLOSED" signs all over the front door. Though the alleyway with the sign was rather noticeable, being bright and green. Now she had to set up a spot to hide, and wait..[/i]
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[i]Natalie was glad it was a fairly normal street, so she decided to wait across the street in a small cafe and watch the alley. [/i]
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[i]She'd catch a few instances of individuals entering the alleyway, though mostly homeless and such. Though two individuals, garbed in robes and armed with swords.[/i]
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[i]Natalie found it was a little bit suspicious, so she decided to follow them into the alley soon after. [/i]
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[i]The alleyway was dark, at the time, while the two searched around in order to establish their secrecy. Once they had found themselves alone, the two would then remove the hoods that once hid their faces. One was one of the shyer boys in the Trayven encampment - one of the thirty that night - and the other was a female, foreign judging by her darkened skin.[/i] "Ling was.." [i]The woman started, though the male raised his hand.[/i] "No matter. We can handle it, still. Remember what Prometheus told us: we [i]have[/i] to get Freya back into power. She would establish mercy, not.. this." [i]The male replied, sighing. Prometheus sounded like some sort of nickname, for the individual that would lead the spy network.[/i]
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[i]"That son of a bîtch... At least he'll die a man, when Bella hears this." Nat monologued to herself internally, as she got into a better position to stalk them, like a hunter stalks it's prey. She managed to slip behind a dumpster in the alleyway and peered around the corner, only enough to watch them move when she needed to. [/i]
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"Alright. Mercy." [i]The woman then continued.[/i] "And then what? Isabella still holds power. You saw what she'd did. She'd tear out our Speaker's throat.." "Not unless she reached him." [i]The male replied.[/i] "Remember, we're two out of the seven spies left. Edwin still lives, and if he can get close to Bella.." [i]An assassination plot.[/i]
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[i]Nat had the information she needed on the plot, now all she had to do was figure out whatever she could - That, fortunately for her, meant avoiding combat. She left the dumpster and snuck out of the alleyway, before she went back to the Trayven camp in hopes of finding Isabella. She could recognize the man who had been part of it; Now all she had to do was tell Bella about the plot and have him interrogated. [/i]
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[i]Isabella had been ensuring that some of the newer recruits were capable in the army, meanwhile: recruits from the Dojo's own ranks, whom either hopped onboard for honor and excitement, or for gold and cash in their pockets.[/i] [i]As Nat approached, the tall woman's red eyes would, ironically, gracefully transition from a swung wooden blade to Natalie's figurine, as she nodded her head then.[/i] "You're back, and even better, not dead.." [i]Bella smiled.[/i] "Any information on our.. nuisances?"
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[i]"Yeah. There's seven of them, and they want you dead." Nat looked around her area and grazed her eyes on who was around her. These faces might not be trustable, but who knows? She saw two of the people and the third had a name, so that meant there were five unknown plotters. "Maybe we should go back to your tent to discuss this?" [/i]
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 2/4/2018 3:45:27 AM"Fuсking hell.." [i]Isabella murmured to herself, though she would nod her head a little, sighing as she placed her hands upon her hips. She seemed to be taking it surprisingly well.[/i] "Hm. Alright. C'mon." [i]As they reached Bella's commanding tent, the woman would sit down, sighing to herself.[/i] "Alright. Go."
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[i]"Someone named Prometheus wants you dead. Seven spies, one being part of that thirty man envoy you sent me. I saw him in a back alley at Infinity Corp when I went there, and he talked about someone named Edwin." Natalie sat down next to Isabella, sighing softly to herself. The assassination plot didn't have much substance to go with and she knew it - But a thought came to her. "Hey, how'd you know that Infinity Corp would be good to check out, again?"[/i]
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"Near where we found Ling, the traitor bitсh that we burnt. I figured that they'd stay, though they'll switch locations after this. Prometheus.. never heard of 'em. But Edwin.. shit, there's an Edwin in our ranks. Best spymaster we have, been with us since Rivelria got crushed." [i]Isabella sighed, knocking the rest of her chair.[/i] "I'll get this fuсking traitor. Remember his name by any chance, or am I doing a roll call?" [spoiler]Just make up a name for the guy, lol.[/spoiler]
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[i]"Marcus. And I can handle the spymaster if you wish - Think of it as the good cop option." [/i]
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"Understood. You want to stay by as I take care of Markus? Any specific methods you'd want me to pull on him? Execution?"
