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New Angeles
Thursday, October 4th
A year after the Furor attack....
New Angeles
Arcadia HQ, Top Floor
12:00 AM
Supervisor Gray
@ChrisClark13
New Angeles
Construction Site, the Slums
12:23 AM
Aster Neon Honor
New Angeles
Downtown, the Hub
12:30
Vector Arachnid Anderson
@Quake
Thursday, October 4th
A year after the Furor attack....
The night air was crisp and cool, and seemed like any other night. Most people were either out living it up in the city or at home asleep. Tomorrow would be a somber day, as the citizens of the city would remember the carnage that happened a year ago. The news would play clips of the attack, a rally was to be held downtown to show remembrance for the lives lost protecting the city. Nearly six hundred deaths had happened just on that day of the sudden attack on the city, with even more sub coming to wounds or illnesses in the following days.
The Arcadia Division and Peacekeepers were out on patrol for the night, many either on direct missions to track down certain criminals that would be deemed a threat or just patrolling for trouble makers. Both groups had informants all over the city feeding them information on leads and the whereabouts of criminals- be it vigilante, gangster or terrorist, though they weren't necessarily working together. While the two had worked together during the Furor attack, and some months after, that peace was starting to break away. To many people were stepping on to many toes, and it was starting to interfere with both groups motives.
In the criminal world, rumor had it the Hounds of Wrath were looking for any skilled meta-human they could find; be it by volunteer or kidnapping they were looking to increase their ranks for whatever reason. Shade was making moves in the city too, though their motives were still unclear.
The Hashimoto Clan, while the most mundane of the three major crime groups, was making the most profit. They knew the most about the city and the people in it, so they could turn it for a heavy profit.
The Arcadia Division and Peacekeepers were out on patrol for the night, many either on direct missions to track down certain criminals that would be deemed a threat or just patrolling for trouble makers. Both groups had informants all over the city feeding them information on leads and the whereabouts of criminals- be it vigilante, gangster or terrorist, though they weren't necessarily working together. While the two had worked together during the Furor attack, and some months after, that peace was starting to break away. To many people were stepping on to many toes, and it was starting to interfere with both groups motives.
In the criminal world, rumor had it the Hounds of Wrath were looking for any skilled meta-human they could find; be it by volunteer or kidnapping they were looking to increase their ranks for whatever reason. Shade was making moves in the city too, though their motives were still unclear.
The Hashimoto Clan, while the most mundane of the three major crime groups, was making the most profit. They knew the most about the city and the people in it, so they could turn it for a heavy profit.
New Angeles
Arcadia HQ, Top Floor
12:00 AM
Supervisor Gray
@ChrisClark13
The pen clicked in a rhyme as the older man paced back and forth in front of the window. He was about to brief an agent via-transmitter on an important mission. "Alright Drake, it's paramount we get this right. Our informant said the Hashimoto Clan will be meeting with the Hounds in roughly twenty minutes to do a trade. What we are looking for is a piece of paper, on it the location of an extra-normal." The clicked paused for a moment as the supervisor went to his desk, a file on the girl in question. He set his transmitter on the table and leaned onto the desk. "Maxine Saunders. She's young girl, with incredible strong powers. She nearly leveled a portion of the city when Furor made a move on her a year ago and the last thing this city needs is another explosion." The clicking began again as Gray took a seat. "Once you have the file, check back in. We have to be careful when approaching Max, and sending a giant lizard to her might not be the wisest move." The clicking paused again. "Sorry. Sending a dragon to her might scare her."
New Angeles
Construction Site, the Slums
12:23 AM
Aster Neon Honor
The night had started relatively quiet. A few crimes were being reported downtown, though the Peacekeepers seemed to have them handled. Aster was nearly ready to call it a night and head back to her apartment when she had spotted a pair of unmarked vans driving into a construction site. A group of soldiers got out from the vans, and they clearly weren't Arcadia. After following them from the safety of the rooftops, she decided to get a closer look. Now she was ducked behind some crates as the men began setting up for a meeting. Construction spot-lights illuminated the area in what looked like what was going to be a parking garage.
"Oh sure Neon, just get a closer look. You're totally sneaky enough."
She whispered to herself through gritted teeth. The ventilation mask around her face further muffled her voice, though the volume of her voice wouldn't matter if she was found.
The soldiers were spreading out to cover the area as two luxury cars and a truck drove up to meet them. The guard closest to her was standing beside the stacked crates she was behind and kept inching closer to them. To her luck, someone called out "Red, get over here and help unload the goods." Aster relaxed some as the guard near her answered in response, heading away from her to go unload what seemed to be weapon crates from the van. Slipping her phone from her pocket, she snapped a quick picture of the back of the vans before moving to the other side to see who was getting out of the luxury cars.
Sharp dressed, but clearly criminal in nature, Neon assumed they were members of the Hashimoto Clan. "Do you have the guns?" The leader of the gangsters called out, an envelope in hand. "If you've got the money and the girl." Neon raised an eyebrow, looking over the Clan members. Girl? She thought quietly to herself as the man with the envelope raised it into the air. "We have the location of the girl." He motioned with the envelope to a goon, who brought up two briefcases of cash. "To scared to get her yourself?" The mercenary remarked, before nodding towards two other soldiers who started bringing the guns to the truck. "You do know if she's not there, we know where to find you. Right?"
Aster ducked back below the crates and took a deep breath. Could it be kidnapping? A target for an assassination? She needed that envelope if she was going to help whatever 'girl' they were talking about.
"Oh sure Neon, just get a closer look. You're totally sneaky enough."
She whispered to herself through gritted teeth. The ventilation mask around her face further muffled her voice, though the volume of her voice wouldn't matter if she was found.
The soldiers were spreading out to cover the area as two luxury cars and a truck drove up to meet them. The guard closest to her was standing beside the stacked crates she was behind and kept inching closer to them. To her luck, someone called out "Red, get over here and help unload the goods." Aster relaxed some as the guard near her answered in response, heading away from her to go unload what seemed to be weapon crates from the van. Slipping her phone from her pocket, she snapped a quick picture of the back of the vans before moving to the other side to see who was getting out of the luxury cars.
Sharp dressed, but clearly criminal in nature, Neon assumed they were members of the Hashimoto Clan. "Do you have the guns?" The leader of the gangsters called out, an envelope in hand. "If you've got the money and the girl." Neon raised an eyebrow, looking over the Clan members. Girl? She thought quietly to herself as the man with the envelope raised it into the air. "We have the location of the girl." He motioned with the envelope to a goon, who brought up two briefcases of cash. "To scared to get her yourself?" The mercenary remarked, before nodding towards two other soldiers who started bringing the guns to the truck. "You do know if she's not there, we know where to find you. Right?"
Aster ducked back below the crates and took a deep breath. Could it be kidnapping? A target for an assassination? She needed that envelope if she was going to help whatever 'girl' they were talking about.
New Angeles
Downtown, the Hub
12:30
Vector Arachnid Anderson
@Quake
Vector hadn't been in the city in several months, but it felt good to be back home. He spent the first few days sight-seeing. He visited some friends in the Hashimoto Clan, stopped by the Peacekeeper Precinct to reminisce and grabbed some noodles at his favorite ramen shop. It had been a good couple of days, but now it was time to get down to business. "What number was it?" Vector mumbled to himself, looking down at his wrist as the monitor flashed the number for him."Crow just had to send me to grab this guy." Vector whistled slightly as he looked at the various room numbers, only stopping to complain. "Couldn't have been Riley, nope it just had to be me!" Down the hallway one of his drones beeped in front of a door. Vector smiled clicking a button to call the small metallic orb back to him. "There he is!" He grabbed the orb and stuffed it into the pocket of his jacket, patting it some as he strode down to the door.
"Hey 'Tex, open up!" He called, knocking on the door in the cliche 'knocking code' he had seen in several movies.
"Hey 'Tex, open up!" He called, knocking on the door in the cliche 'knocking code' he had seen in several movies.
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