For the past few months, Miami’s underworld has been quiet... too quiet. Those in the know whisper and talk about something in the works, something big coming from the Gambione family. The smaller syndicates in the area have been battening down the hatches, pulling in their men and keeping their assets close. The turf wars have all but disappeared and the captains seem to be cooperating for once. You'd think people would be pleased.
But, summer is coming... and summer in Miami... well, it's its own special kind of crazy. It gets under the skin here, makes the blood boil. It presses in on you from all sides and slips in where you can't see it. It's been worse since the Awakening, a few of the old timers tell stories of summers past, of there being something in the air, something that drove people mad.
So, here you are. Something brewing within the Gambione family and something seething in the summer air... you can't help but think of a powder keg waiting a spark.
*Edit* Color Code
(Salmon) This is for talking.
(Gold) This is for declared actions, notes to the GM, etc.
(Aquamarine) This is for thoughts.
(Red) This is for texts via commlink or comms speak.
(Purple) This is for handwritten messages or text passages in books.
(Aqua) This is for when the little voices start talking to you in your head. Be worried when this starts happening.
Link to Miami Vice OOC
Full Version: Miami Vice
Tony Cash - Tuesday May 14th, 2070 - Outside the apartment of Freddy Spins
I fold.
Freddy Spins slaps his cards on the wrought iron table in disgust. He rocks back on his chair, the front two legs rocking up and off the pavement. He takes a long sip of beer and draws the back of his hand across his brow, wiping away the sweat gathered there. His eyes light up as he watches a young Cuban woman in a short red dress and stiletto heels cross the street.
Check her out, Cashanova. Bet you 50
you can’t get her number.
He whistles at her, getting her attention. She turns and eyes Freddy with disdain. It’s easy to see why. Freddy was greasy. Everything about him, from his shiny polyester suit to his lime green croc skin boots, screamed sleaze and bad taste. He winks at the woman and blows a kiss in the air, laughing as she speeds up her walk.
Eh… chicks like that are a dime a dozen.
I fold.
Freddy Spins slaps his cards on the wrought iron table in disgust. He rocks back on his chair, the front two legs rocking up and off the pavement. He takes a long sip of beer and draws the back of his hand across his brow, wiping away the sweat gathered there. His eyes light up as he watches a young Cuban woman in a short red dress and stiletto heels cross the street.
Check her out, Cashanova. Bet you 50
you can’t get her number.He whistles at her, getting her attention. She turns and eyes Freddy with disdain. It’s easy to see why. Freddy was greasy. Everything about him, from his shiny polyester suit to his lime green croc skin boots, screamed sleaze and bad taste. He winks at the woman and blows a kiss in the air, laughing as she speeds up her walk.
Eh… chicks like that are a dime a dozen.
Make it 100 and you're on
Cash chuckles at Freddy. The man cant play cards for a damn, but he makes a good show of it. That's all most people need to think that he can play, and that's why Freddy does. Freddy also knows that Cash loves ato gamble... on anything. 'Course, getting her number isn't really a gamble, but it could still be fun.
Cash chuckles at Freddy. The man cant play cards for a damn, but he makes a good show of it. That's all most people need to think that he can play, and that's why Freddy does. Freddy also knows that Cash loves ato gamble... on anything. 'Course, getting her number isn't really a gamble, but it could still be fun.
Didn't ya hear me, Cash? Dime a dozen... but still... yeah, allright... you're on. See if she'll come to the club. Tell her I'll be there. Freddy straightens his lapels and smiles.
Freddy owned a small time club called The Body. It was about half a step up from a seedy stripclub, but Freddy maintained that there was a distinction. He liked to think that owning a club meant he was a real mover and shaker in Miami's inner circle. In reality, he was a nobody. But sometimes, he got good intel... and that's why Cash kept him around. Plus, it was always good knowing someone who owned a stripclub.
Freddy owned a small time club called The Body. It was about half a step up from a seedy stripclub, but Freddy maintained that there was a distinction. He liked to think that owning a club meant he was a real mover and shaker in Miami's inner circle. In reality, he was a nobody. But sometimes, he got good intel... and that's why Cash kept him around. Plus, it was always good knowing someone who owned a stripclub.
Cash chuckled and deleted his virtual cards. He never let Freddy see his hand unless he actually called him. Better not to let the boy think he can figure out his tells. He winked at Freddy, then got up angrily.
...Something wrong with you. Have some respect man.
He pushed his chair in , saying it just loudly enough for the woman to hear, but not be obvious about it. He walked a bit quickly, moving up next to the woman, but not too close, as to violate her personal space.... but close enough. He took a second to look over her walk and body posture, to get an idea of what sort of mood she was in, although he thought he could guess.
...Something wrong with you. Have some respect man.
He pushed his chair in , saying it just loudly enough for the woman to hear, but not be obvious about it. He walked a bit quickly, moving up next to the woman, but not too close, as to violate her personal space.... but close enough. He took a second to look over her walk and body posture, to get an idea of what sort of mood she was in, although he thought he could guess.
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Sunny - Tuesday, May 14th, 2070 - Father's Restaraunt
Order up! ... I said RIGATONI, for crying out loud, what is this? Is this linguine? I swear on your mother, Paulie.. if I have to come back there... The sounds of the kitchen wash over Sunny as he prepares a rack of lamb, and debates on the lemon herb or mint jelly sauce.
Sunn! We ain't got all day! Pick one already... Sunny's father yells out over the din. Sunny smiles. He loves it here, his father's resteraunt. There were no shadows here, no hidden agendas, nothing more dangerous then Rosa's fillet knife.
He smiles and then settles on the lemon herb sauce, rubbing it into the skin. From behind him he can hear Roberto and Rogerio, the busboys arguing over Rosa again.
He turns, about to tell them to get back to work, when he hears a scream echo through the kitchen. It sounds like it's coming from the front of the restaraunt.
Order up! ... I said RIGATONI, for crying out loud, what is this? Is this linguine? I swear on your mother, Paulie.. if I have to come back there... The sounds of the kitchen wash over Sunny as he prepares a rack of lamb, and debates on the lemon herb or mint jelly sauce.
Sunn! We ain't got all day! Pick one already... Sunny's father yells out over the din. Sunny smiles. He loves it here, his father's resteraunt. There were no shadows here, no hidden agendas, nothing more dangerous then Rosa's fillet knife.
He smiles and then settles on the lemon herb sauce, rubbing it into the skin. From behind him he can hear Roberto and Rogerio, the busboys arguing over Rosa again.
He turns, about to tell them to get back to work, when he hears a scream echo through the kitchen. It sounds like it's coming from the front of the restaraunt.
The woman risks a quick glance over her shoulder at the sound of Cash's footsteps on the pavement. She falters a moment and then stops, turning to face him full on.
In those scant few seconds, Cash notices a few important tells: first, that dress is definitely off the rack, probably a Lordstrom's discount line. Second, there's no wedding ring and no visible Crashcart bracelet. Third, she looks pissed.
Oh, what? You and your friend didn't get a good enough look back there? You gotta come walk up on a girl and get all in her space? You wanna look big man? Here... here's your look. She twirls on the sidewalk, her dress flaring out and revealing an expertly done Eastern dragon tattoo curling up one tanned and toned thigh.
There. You wanna longer look. Take a picture. Clicking in her tongue in disgust, the woman turns again and heads the direction she was going.
In those scant few seconds, Cash notices a few important tells: first, that dress is definitely off the rack, probably a Lordstrom's discount line. Second, there's no wedding ring and no visible Crashcart bracelet. Third, she looks pissed.
Oh, what? You and your friend didn't get a good enough look back there? You gotta come walk up on a girl and get all in her space? You wanna look big man? Here... here's your look. She twirls on the sidewalk, her dress flaring out and revealing an expertly done Eastern dragon tattoo curling up one tanned and toned thigh.
There. You wanna longer look. Take a picture. Clicking in her tongue in disgust, the woman turns again and heads the direction she was going.
Wow... I , well, thank you.
Listen, I was coming over to apologize for him. He's off a bad break up, and more than a bit drunk. Any guy gets excited when they see a gorgeous lady, this one just lost his cool. I just wanted to apoloize, no offense meant. soka?
Listen, I was coming over to apologize for him. He's off a bad break up, and more than a bit drunk. Any guy gets excited when they see a gorgeous lady, this one just lost his cool. I just wanted to apoloize, no offense meant. soka?
Charisma test, if you please.
[ Spoiler ]
Name's Cash by the way. Tony Cash. What's yours?
Having stopped to listen to his reasons, she smiles and takes a step forward.
Well aren't you the sweet one then, helping your friend. Tony, huh? I'm Aisha. She smiles demurely, a look you're sure she's never done for real in her life, and holds out her hand. Pleasure.
Well aren't you the sweet one then, helping your friend. Tony, huh? I'm Aisha. She smiles demurely, a look you're sure she's never done for real in her life, and holds out her hand. Pleasure.
Shell - Tuesday May 14th, 2070 - Twiggy's Girls Galore
Can I get you another one, pop?
The young kid in the Dystopian Dreams band t-shirt is back. He slides a wet rag over the bar in front of Shell, eyeing him as he does. Shell just slides the glass back to the kid, nodding.
From behind him, Shell could hear a slow pulsing jazz number start. He didn't even need to turn around to know that another one of the strippers was taking her turn at the pole. He came here almost everyday. He knew the routine, hell he even knew most of the strippers by name. He sighed. There was something unbearably depressing about coming into a stripclub before noon ever day, but he couldn't seem to stop himself.
At least the women here all looked at him, instead of through him. That meant something at least.
The kid came back with his beer and slid it in front of him.
When you're finished with this, Pops, Candy said to meet her in the backroom. Said she got something that she needed to tell ya. the kid winked at him and then moved back to the other end of the bar where it looked like he was flirting with one of the girls on break.
Can I get you another one, pop?
The young kid in the Dystopian Dreams band t-shirt is back. He slides a wet rag over the bar in front of Shell, eyeing him as he does. Shell just slides the glass back to the kid, nodding.
From behind him, Shell could hear a slow pulsing jazz number start. He didn't even need to turn around to know that another one of the strippers was taking her turn at the pole. He came here almost everyday. He knew the routine, hell he even knew most of the strippers by name. He sighed. There was something unbearably depressing about coming into a stripclub before noon ever day, but he couldn't seem to stop himself.
At least the women here all looked at him, instead of through him. That meant something at least.
The kid came back with his beer and slid it in front of him.
When you're finished with this, Pops, Candy said to meet her in the backroom. Said she got something that she needed to tell ya. the kid winked at him and then moved back to the other end of the bar where it looked like he was flirting with one of the girls on break.
Neit - Tuesday May 14th, 2070 - Outside Cafe Rocco
So, have you considered my proposal? the man in the dark grey business suit leaned forward, stroking the hand of the young woman across from him. She smiled demurely and ducked her head.
I think I could do that, Mr. Holloway. She giggled nervously and looked up at the man, biting her bottom lip.
He smiled imperiously and leaned down to kiss her. As soon as his lips touched hers, Neit smiled over his cafe latte and clicked a small button hidden on the side of his pen. The image was automatically transferred to his commlink.
Neit smiled. So far this had been his easiest job yet. Follow a man, find out his infidelities and then transmit proof to the Mrs. An easy way to make an cool grand.
Neit sat back in the wrought iron chair of the Cafe Rocco's outside patio area and continued watching the man and woman subtly.
So, have you considered my proposal? the man in the dark grey business suit leaned forward, stroking the hand of the young woman across from him. She smiled demurely and ducked her head.
I think I could do that, Mr. Holloway. She giggled nervously and looked up at the man, biting her bottom lip.
He smiled imperiously and leaned down to kiss her. As soon as his lips touched hers, Neit smiled over his cafe latte and clicked a small button hidden on the side of his pen. The image was automatically transferred to his commlink.
Neit smiled. So far this had been his easiest job yet. Follow a man, find out his infidelities and then transmit proof to the Mrs. An easy way to make an cool grand.
Neit sat back in the wrought iron chair of the Cafe Rocco's outside patio area and continued watching the man and woman subtly.
"Aisha"? That's a gorgeous name. The pleasure's mine... most defintely. Cash smiles as he gently shakes her hand, giving her a light but firm grip. He takes quick look over her, being appreciative but not rude, playing up to her ego.
Listen, I don't want to be rude, and I know I came over here to apologize for my friend, but I'd be a fool to let you walk without asking. I'm headed over to the Palms tonight, maybe taking him out to clear his head. I'd love to take you out, show you a good time. Maybe show you some of us men can still be gentlemen.
Listen, I don't want to be rude, and I know I came over here to apologize for my friend, but I'd be a fool to let you walk without asking. I'm headed over to the Palms tonight, maybe taking him out to clear his head. I'd love to take you out, show you a good time. Maybe show you some of us men can still be gentlemen.
It's easy to see that the mention of the Palms definitely gets her attention. Her eyes light up and she holds onto your hand, stepping up into your "bubble".
The Palms? I'd love to. She bites her bottom lip and strokes your inner arm. Ooh.. well look at you all big and strong. A girl knows she's safe in your arms, I bet.
The Palms? I'd love to. She bites her bottom lip and strokes your inner arm. Ooh.. well look at you all big and strong. A girl knows she's safe in your arms, I bet.
Cash smiles down at her. Deciding she likes the strong bold types, he moves forward putting an arm around her waist.
Well now you know, don' cha?
Lemme get your number, and I'll pick you up at say 7. That way we'll still have some time to have some fun.
Well now you know, don' cha?
Lemme get your number, and I'll pick you up at say 7. That way we'll still have some time to have some fun.
Aisha smiles and winks up at you. Most definitely. Your commlink beeps and her number is transmitted. From where you're standing, she's not holding onto a 'link and that dress does not look like it could hide a matchstick much less a commlink. Girl must have headware... have to keep that in mind. Pick me up down the street, at the Zoo, soka?
Talking about the Zoo here, she wasn't talking about animals in cages, she meant the waterfront mall. Locals called it the zoo cause of the all types of exotic urban life that could be seen there.
Talking about the Zoo here, she wasn't talking about animals in cages, she meant the waterfront mall. Locals called it the zoo cause of the all types of exotic urban life that could be seen there.
You got it. 7 .
Cash looks her up and down again, this time letting her see it.
Mmm mmm nice.... here, something to remember me by. Keep you thinking about me until tonight. Wouldn't want you to get distracted.
Cash leans down and gives her a soft, smooth kiss, applying a bit more firmness near the end, then pulling back , looking in to her eyes.
Hmmm... Pina coloda lip gloss... tasty
Nice.. very nice
Cash looks her up and down again, this time letting her see it.
Mmm mmm nice.... here, something to remember me by. Keep you thinking about me until tonight. Wouldn't want you to get distracted.
Cash leans down and gives her a soft, smooth kiss, applying a bit more firmness near the end, then pulling back , looking in to her eyes.
Hmmm... Pina coloda lip gloss... tasty
Nice.. very nice
She seems a little shocked at your forwardness but covers it well.
See you at 7, lover. She smiles and walks off, sashaying her hips.
From behind you, you can hear Freddy call out:
Damn, Cashanova! That 100 is yours! Woot! Yeah, baby!
You see Aisha's step falter and she turns her head slightly, as if listening.
See you at 7, lover. She smiles and walks off, sashaying her hips.
From behind you, you can hear Freddy call out:
Damn, Cashanova! That 100 is yours! Woot! Yeah, baby!
You see Aisha's step falter and she turns her head slightly, as if listening.
Cash smiles at her.
He's right babe. You are 100%. Perfect.
He's right babe. You are 100%. Perfect.
[ Spoiler ]
She smiles broadly and blows you a kiss before crossing the street.
GM Note:
GM Note:
[ Spoiler ]
Cash walks back over after watching her walk for a bit. He swats Freddy in the head for being a jackass as he walks by.
Spins my man, you have really got to learn to keep your mouth shut some times.
Ante up.
Cash tosses some virtual chips into the "pot" and has the AR dealer deal the cards.
And transfer me my money.
By the way, we're hitting the Halo tonight, me and her. Meet you there?
Spins my man, you have really got to learn to keep your mouth shut some times.
Ante up.
Cash tosses some virtual chips into the "pot" and has the AR dealer deal the cards.
And transfer me my money.
By the way, we're hitting the Halo tonight, me and her. Meet you there?
Freddy at least has the decency to look ashamed. Sorry, man... He perks up at the invitation. Sure thing, buddy. You should see this new jacket I got. Purple dyed Wyvern skin. The ladies go crazy for it. You'll see. He winks and takes his cards, dealing out the extra 100 to your account.
*** Later that Evening***
After several fruitful hands of poker, you and Freddy Spins finally call it a draw. (The fact that you won the last three hands means nothing to him.) Heading back to your place, you get an alert to a message on your 'link:
Hey Ton baby... listen, I got a line on some work coming down the pipeline. Word is it involves a lot of cred, my man. I put your name out there. I know how you like to wear those expensive suits. You get the call, play it cool and make me look good. Love ya, babe. ~R.G.
to your account. *** Later that Evening***
After several fruitful hands of poker, you and Freddy Spins finally call it a draw. (The fact that you won the last three hands means nothing to him.) Heading back to your place, you get an alert to a message on your 'link:
Hey Ton baby... listen, I got a line on some work coming down the pipeline. Word is it involves a lot of cred, my man. I put your name out there. I know how you like to wear those expensive suits. You get the call, play it cool and make me look good. Love ya, babe. ~R.G.
Make you look good? Rama babe, you don't need any help there. Thanks for the line.~C
For now, cash heads back to his place. He sifts through his small pile of Cal-hot chips, picking one up at Random....
Lesse.... ain't seen this one yet.. "Debbie does Everything"... hmmm... sounds good to me.
He slides it in to his commlnk first, checking the assist levels, and analyzing it for any extra programs. Can't be too careful. Satisfied, he sits back on the couch and slots it, setting the timer for 1 hour, and putting in an access signal in case he gets a commcall or someone comes to the door, so that he'll be notified. That shoudl leave him enough time to shower, change, get some extras together in case he gets a call, and be picking Aisha... that was her name right? up at the Zoo a bit early.
For now, cash heads back to his place. He sifts through his small pile of Cal-hot chips, picking one up at Random....
Lesse.... ain't seen this one yet.. "Debbie does Everything"... hmmm... sounds good to me.
He slides it in to his commlnk first, checking the assist levels, and analyzing it for any extra programs. Can't be too careful. Satisfied, he sits back on the couch and slots it, setting the timer for 1 hour, and putting in an access signal in case he gets a commcall or someone comes to the door, so that he'll be notified. That shoudl leave him enough time to shower, change, get some extras together in case he gets a call, and be picking Aisha... that was her name right? up at the Zoo a bit early.
Sunny continues to work on the sauce. Hey Rogerio, stop complaining about your last missed date and have a look who yelled there!
Without pausing with his work, Sunny gives his commlink a mental order to connect with Rogerioss. See what he can see.
Without pausing with his work, Sunny gives his commlink a mental order to connect with Rogerioss. See what he can see.
Rogerio complies and heads out of the kitchen, he comes back in a moment pale.
Uh, Sunny... I think you should get out there. There's some guy waving a gun around. He says he's gonna kill the woman he's with.
The kitchen grows quiet as people turn to look at Sunny. Rosa, he sees, runs to the Panic Button and slams it down.
Uh, Sunny... I think you should get out there. There's some guy waving a gun around. He says he's gonna kill the woman he's with.
The kitchen grows quiet as people turn to look at Sunny. Rosa, he sees, runs to the Panic Button and slams it down.
Sissie.
Then come over and get the sauce finished.
Sunny leaves the kitchen and enters the main room of the restaurant.
Then come over and get the sauce finished.
Sunny leaves the kitchen and enters the main room of the restaurant.
The main room of the restaraunt is hushed. Most of the patrons are either watching in fear or ducking under tables or behind walls. The man in question is standing up, waving his gun in the air while he holds onto a crying blonde woman by the hair.
No one come any closer! I've had it! She's been two timin' me and screwing around! And now, where do I find her? Here.. with him! He points the gun at a man laid out on the floor. From here he looks unconcious.
She screams and he waves the gun in her face. Shuddup! No one's talking to you. So, help me.. I'll kill you! He kicks the unconcious man, causing the woman to cry louder.
No one come any closer! I've had it! She's been two timin' me and screwing around! And now, where do I find her? Here.. with him! He points the gun at a man laid out on the floor. From here he looks unconcious.
She screams and he waves the gun in her face. Shuddup! No one's talking to you. So, help me.. I'll kill you! He kicks the unconcious man, causing the woman to cry louder.
Sunny looks around and tries to air selfconfidence. His Desert Eagle is still in his Cyberarmholster, but the elf knows that he's able to get it out and give the man a headshot before he can react. But that's always the worst way to finish a situation like this. I wish Mike would be here.
Hoi chummer! What's up here? Why are you threatening people in our family's restaurant?
Hoi chummer! What's up here? Why are you threatening people in our family's restaurant?
The man looks confused and shocked out of his inner-Rambo fantasy for a moment. Then his eyes light on you and he waves the gun in your direction.
Don't come near me! I'm warning you! Another step and I'll blow this slitch's head all over the pasta! The woman at his feet sobs harder, desperately reaching for the unconcious man.
Don't come near me! I'm warning you! Another step and I'll blow this slitch's head all over the pasta! The woman at his feet sobs harder, desperately reaching for the unconcious man.
Sunny doesn't move anymore. Listen, dude. I want no trouble with the cops here. And that will happen when you continue to wave around with a gun and kick other people. Why don't you just take back your gun and leave here like a cool dude would?
Dad's gonna kill me if blood is splattered on the new carpet.
Dad's gonna kill me if blood is splattered on the new carpet.
The guy seems to consider Sunny's words for a moment but then eyes him suspiciously.
Wait.. you're in on it to, aren't you? You've been sleeping with her too! Goddammit, woman, how many men are you sleeping with?! Was she good? Hmmm? WAS SHE?! By now the man is screaming, his gun is down and trained at the womans head, though it's started to bob around with each frantic scream.
The woman screams out again and presses herself against the mans legs and away from the muzzle of the gun.
Wait.. you're in on it to, aren't you? You've been sleeping with her too! Goddammit, woman, how many men are you sleeping with?! Was she good? Hmmm? WAS SHE?! By now the man is screaming, his gun is down and trained at the womans head, though it's started to bob around with each frantic scream.
The woman screams out again and presses herself against the mans legs and away from the muzzle of the gun.
This is going to end messy.
Sunny turns the mental switch to activate his Wired Reflexes.
What are you saying? That's drek! Last chance for you to get outside!
Sunny turns the mental switch to activate his Wired Reflexes.
What are you saying? That's drek! Last chance for you to get outside!
The man seems to regard Sunny for the first time. His eyes widen with what could be fear.
Make an Intimidation check, if you don't have the skill default to Charisma (unless you have the Uncouth quality and can't default)
Make an Intimidation check, if you don't have the skill default to Charisma (unless you have the Uncouth quality and can't default)
Intimidation
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The man seems to take Sunny at his word and steps away from the woman. He sort of shuffles to the side and then makes a dash for the door, screaming.
Ladies and gentlemen, everything is fine now. Would you please take your seat and continue your meals, before it gets cold?
Sunny smiles at the customers and wipes the sweat from his neck. He goes to the man lying on the ground.
Sunny smiles at the customers and wipes the sweat from his neck. He goes to the man lying on the ground.
The woman is sobbing over him. Honey, please wake up. Honey?!? She looks up at you as you approach, verging on hysterical.
You can see a head wound bleeding profusely. It looks like he was pistol-whipped.
I've never seen that man before in my life. We were eating and the next thing I know.. I... the woman dissolves into tears.
From somewhere outside, you can hear the sound of sirens approaching.
You can see a head wound bleeding profusely. It looks like he was pistol-whipped.
I've never seen that man before in my life. We were eating and the next thing I know.. I... the woman dissolves into tears.
From somewhere outside, you can hear the sound of sirens approaching.
Sunny pats the woman on the back. Ma'am, I'm only the cook, but I'm sure the man will be alright soon. Who was the man with the pistol? Your husband?
The elf hears the sirens coming closer and sighs. Hopefully the man doesn't swing around his pistol outside.
The elf hears the sirens coming closer and sighs. Hopefully the man doesn't swing around his pistol outside.
The woman looks up at him in anger. No! Didn't you hear what I just said? I've never seen him before in my life! I was sitting here having dinner with my husband.. She points to the unconcious man and that lunatic came bursting in here! Don't you people have any kind of precaution for this sort of thing? What kind of place is this? I should sue! The woman starts sobbing again, holding onto the man.
Barely a minute later, the front door of the restaraunt flies open as uniformed Knight Errant officers pour inside.
Barely a minute later, the front door of the restaraunt flies open as uniformed Knight Errant officers pour inside.
Oh, sorry for confusing this.
Sueing us? Bitch!
When the cop arrives, Sunny gets up and greets him. Hoi. Everything's fine here.
Sueing us? Bitch!
When the cop arrives, Sunny gets up and greets him. Hoi. Everything's fine here.
The woman stands up, indignant. Everything is NOT fine here, Officer! I want to make a police report. My husband needs medical attention! The officer surveys the scene quickly, and radios for the paramedics to be sent in.
By now, your father is moving throughout the resteraunt, moving the customers to the other side of the dining room. You can hear him apologizing and offering to comp meals and drinks. A few people leave and you're pretty sure they didn't pay first, but it's impossible to go after them with all the police officers around and the detective wanting your attention.
Meanwhile, the unconcious man is lifted on to a hover-stretcher and carried out. Thankfully, that means the screaming woman leaves as well. The detective turns to you.
Sir, if you could answer a few questions for us, we can get this cleaned up and taken care of. First of all, who are you?
By now, your father is moving throughout the resteraunt, moving the customers to the other side of the dining room. You can hear him apologizing and offering to comp meals and drinks. A few people leave and you're pretty sure they didn't pay first, but it's impossible to go after them with all the police officers around and the detective wanting your attention.
Meanwhile, the unconcious man is lifted on to a hover-stretcher and carried out. Thankfully, that means the screaming woman leaves as well. The detective turns to you.
Sir, if you could answer a few questions for us, we can get this cleaned up and taken care of. First of all, who are you?
Sunny says his name to the officer.
[ Spoiler ]
The officer nods and takes a note on his commlink. On the AR, Sunny can see the information scrolling by for his perusal as well. His SIN status, ex-Miami-Dade police file and his passport are visible.
What is your position at this establishment?
What is your position at this establishment?
I'm working as cook here from time to time.
Niet drained the last of his coffee and signalled to the waiter for the bill. He cut off the voice recorder, that he had slipped down the sleeve of his shirt, there in black and white, and some audio. The recorder was cheap, not quite his usual line of work, sound would probably be good enough though probably a little fuzzy. I'm sure the Mrs's will appreciate the details of his proposal.
Niet dropped a message in the Mrs's box to let her know that he had the information she wanted.
Maybe I can extend this job a bit maybe she'll need some protection or maybe some form of payback for his indiscretion.
Niet dropped a message in the Mrs's box to let her know that he had the information she wanted.
Maybe I can extend this job a bit maybe she'll need some protection or maybe some form of payback for his indiscretion.
Sunny - Tuesday, May 14th, 2070 - Father's Restaraunt
The officer nods and reviews more information scrolling by on the AR, from here it looks like a business license registry for the restaraunt.
Thank you, Mr. X. Now, could you please detail for me what happened here? I'm going to be recording you for a voice report. Do I have your permission to do so?
The officer is doing his job, but you know the face he's giving you. You wore it yourself more then once while out on the street. He's bored. He's done this song and dance a million times and would liks nothing more then to be back out on the street.
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The officer nods and reviews more information scrolling by on the AR, from here it looks like a business license registry for the restaraunt.
Thank you, Mr. X. Now, could you please detail for me what happened here? I'm going to be recording you for a voice report. Do I have your permission to do so?
The officer is doing his job, but you know the face he's giving you. You wore it yourself more then once while out on the street. He's bored. He's done this song and dance a million times and would liks nothing more then to be back out on the street.
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Neit - Tuesday May 14th, 2070 - Outside Cafe Rocco
Walking by, you can hear the grey suited man whispering something about a luxury trip for two. The young woman giggles and scoots closer. You can't help but shake your head. In all reality, the man will bed her within the hour and forget about her the next hour after that.
Doing this kind of work paid the bills, but it did leave you a little jaded when it came to love and everything it entailed. Once back onto the bustling city streets outside, your commlink beeps. Checking the number, you see that it's the Mrs.
Woman must have been sitting on her 'link, waiting.
Walking by, you can hear the grey suited man whispering something about a luxury trip for two. The young woman giggles and scoots closer. You can't help but shake your head. In all reality, the man will bed her within the hour and forget about her the next hour after that.
Doing this kind of work paid the bills, but it did leave you a little jaded when it came to love and everything it entailed. Once back onto the bustling city streets outside, your commlink beeps. Checking the number, you see that it's the Mrs.
Woman must have been sitting on her 'link, waiting.
Sunny - Tuesday, May 14th, 2070 - Father's Restaraunt
Sunny gives the officer a quick report of the event, ignoring the bored look on his face. I was working in the kitchen - preparing fish and sauce - when I heard screams from the main room here. I send one of the other employees, who came back quickly and told me that a man was threatening a woman with a gun. I know that I'm capable of convincing people to stop doing stupid things, so I decided to go out and give my best. I talked to the man - whom I've never seen before - and got him to leave the restaurant shortly before you arrive.
Sunny gives the officer a quick report of the event, ignoring the bored look on his face. I was working in the kitchen - preparing fish and sauce - when I heard screams from the main room here. I send one of the other employees, who came back quickly and told me that a man was threatening a woman with a gun. I know that I'm capable of convincing people to stop doing stupid things, so I decided to go out and give my best. I talked to the man - whom I've never seen before - and got him to leave the restaurant shortly before you arrive.
The police officer raises an eyebrow at your description and then nods.
Okay, we're going to need your contact information in case there's anything else we need to ask you. Other then that, you're free to go. Oh, and your thumbprint here, please. The officer holds out his commlink and indicates the small screen. The display shows your police report and identification information. There's also a small blurb that reads:
By affixing your thumbprint to this data transmission device, you do hereby swear that all of the information contained in the above report is accurate and true to the best of your knowledge.
As you're reviewing the information, another officer walks by and stops to speak to the officer standing with you. He speaks in a low voice, but not so low you can't hear.
Yeah, we're gonna go ahead and shut the place down for the day while we process the scene. Owner's in the back, throwing a fit. You might want to head back there when you're done with this guy and see if you can get him calmed down. The officer nods and then other man walks away. He turns and looks expectantly back at you, giving the 'link a little shake.
Okay, we're going to need your contact information in case there's anything else we need to ask you. Other then that, you're free to go. Oh, and your thumbprint here, please. The officer holds out his commlink and indicates the small screen. The display shows your police report and identification information. There's also a small blurb that reads:
By affixing your thumbprint to this data transmission device, you do hereby swear that all of the information contained in the above report is accurate and true to the best of your knowledge.
As you're reviewing the information, another officer walks by and stops to speak to the officer standing with you. He speaks in a low voice, but not so low you can't hear.
Yeah, we're gonna go ahead and shut the place down for the day while we process the scene. Owner's in the back, throwing a fit. You might want to head back there when you're done with this guy and see if you can get him calmed down. The officer nods and then other man walks away. He turns and looks expectantly back at you, giving the 'link a little shake.
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