As they left for the night, and the sound of the gates swung closed whilst she was still in it, Reikka could feel the silence in the dark as she was left with just the guards outside once more. The silence was enough to break anyone down in this situation, perhaps that is why they chose such a location for her ill-gotten contemplations. The silence was merely broken by the silent drip of a faucet close by. There was an eerie tension between her and that hooded figure. Whatever he was, he wasn't human, or atleast that's what he projected himself to be. Some people maintain an ominous image of who they want to portray often when it comes being leaders or interrogators of such cults. They always have this grand image of what they want to look like when it comes to presenting themselves infront of others. But whoever he was, he wasn't messing around. She knew that he knew exactly what he was doing, and he was more than willing to pay the price for his absurd relations and doings in order to uphold what he believes in. Most would consider such people madmen, and they certainly did their best to elaborate on their beliefs and ideologies. Even to the point of murder and treason to all that was considered good and abhorred by the majority. Such was the nature of this world: when something good arises from the ashes, something dark and malevolent will always be there to take its place, and such was the endless manner of the struggle between good and evil that forever reigned on their lives.
The moon was starting to wane and increase in its vibrant luminosity; it was a full moon tonight. Strangely enough it would probably be the last thing Reikka would see on this good Earth, and she stared at the bright circle of moonlight streaming into her cell intently and with much sadness as she could muster at this dark hour of her life. She could only hope that she could atleast see a vestige of a rescue effort put down, and even then, they could snuff her out almost immediately due to the simple factor of being in close proximity to her captors more than those who wanted to see her alive. Just less than 42 hours ago, was she crawling in that wretched cave with her friends, and now she was here. Oh, the irony just wouldn't stop rolling her down this dark pit of sadness and suffering. Whatever may happen next, she hoped her friends and family were able to grasp the situation with some clarity and allow some room for mourning in case they failed. Her hopes were certainly not that high. But she clung to that ray of hope with every fiber of her being, despite the looming shadow of doubt plaguing her mind. As she sat there on her dusty spring bed, waiting for sleep to somehow take her, all she could think about was how she was going to meet her inevitable end at the hands of these god-forsaken mercenaries. There was simply no way she could get out of here alive, is what she was starting to really believe. But the fact that she was still alive now did she realize that there could still be some reason as to why this happened to her out of all people. She kept thinking until she fell into a sleepy haze. She did not care how lumpy the bed was.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2020 7:33 pm
As Reikka settled in, a tiny light flashed in front of her. It suddenly grew into a holographic display about twenty inches to a side, though, divided in half. The left remained empty at first, but, the right showed what was obviously a very young Auburn, dirty, banged up, and looking halfway between broken and defiant. It wasn't a still image, more like a recording and showed her in chains being led to a massive rusted pit filled with what could have been sawdust or sand. As she was mercilessly shoved in, a corpse could be seen being dragged off on the other side. Another video loaded in on the left, also showing a young girl who looked remarkably similar to the child Auburn. But, it gave her a good comparison, and they definitely were not the same person. This second girl looked absolutely terrified and had clearly been crying and while dirty and beaten, was not in nearly as bad shape as what she saw of Auburn. Both faded to white before a new video popped up, taking the whole screen this time. This was definitely Auburn, around the same age as when Jeanne met her. But, this wasn't the cold and stand-offish serious woman she knew. Clothes in tatters, her caked in blood and the face was one of pure rage and bloodlust as it showed the horrific brutality that Auburn employed in fighting opponents. And she was heavily wounded and scarred in this, but, she seemed to pay no heed and tore through her opponents with a savage brutality that seemed the twisted imaginings of a psychopath. planning out their most sadistic slasher film yet The video ended, fading to white and then a monitor screen appeared as though viewed through another's eyes as a line of text was being typed out.
"I have shown you what I have seen myself. This is who Auburn is. Consider this as you pray for rescue. This is who you put your life in the hands of."
With that, the screen simply vanished altogether, leaving Reikka alone with what she'd just witnessed.
1. Agree to help the Crimson Fang force her father to pay a 2,000,000 Vcash ransom fee. The scenario will likely undergo negotiations between The Crimson Fang and Vale's hostage professionals. The situation would be intense, but likely work as neither side would give in without some sort of assurance.
Or 2, inject herself with a large syringe that supposedly had a tracker device and activate it by saying something along the lines of "I serve the Crimson Fang." This would then make Reikka a political pawn able to help gather information for the Crimson Fang.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2020 2:23 pm
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Please Choose Between These Two Options:
1. Agree to help the Crimson Fang force her father to pay a 2,000,000 Vcash ransom fee. The scenario will likely undergo negotiations between The Crimson Fang and Vale's hostage professionals. The situation would be intense, but likely work as neither side would give in without some sort of assurance.
Or 2, inject herself with a large syringe that supposedly had a tracker device and activate it by saying something along the lines of "I serve the Crimson Fang." This would then make Reikka a political pawn able to help gather information for the Crimson Fang.
Ţhє Đαrklíght Đístríct, or just "Đαrklíght." is a place known for its hostility and illegal activities in Vale. It is located in the heart of the southern slums. Located at the southern edge of the commercial district, which is home to the poorest refugees. This sector of the city is also home to many bustling businesses though due to the high population and low wages.The Crimson Fang has a strong presence in this area.
₮hє ዘσld is the name given to one of many Crimson Fang facilities in Ţhє Đαrklíght Đístríct. Each one of these Holds usually takes form as a business, but these businesses are just fronts to the secret underground world that the Crimson Fang has created for its members. Usually the Holds take the form of a tattoo parlour or a bar with a secret entrance. One would need to either be known, or be in the loop with the ever changing secret pass phrases to enter.
Several long days pass as Reikka is held within the dank walls of ₮hє ዘσld. Each day more miserable than the next. Nothing to do but think of the dreadful fate ahead, and only a single meal a day. Although it was nutritious, it was low in calories. Reikka loses track of the time, maybe it hasn't just been days, but weeks. Or months for all she knew. The only company was the subtle drip of stale water from the stone ceiling. The fateful day eventually approached, and Reikka would be pulled from her cell by two strong guards. Fortunately, they didn't seem to want to be too rough with her. Just enough force to get her on her feet and to take her down the hall. Rurle, the two faced swordswoman lurked in the shadows. Something most wouldn't notice, but Reikka was able to discern her aura for some reason. They walked a short distance down the hall to what appeared to be an interrogation room. It had seem some serious wear over the years, as if it too had been used as its own prison cell in times past. A tall tiger faunus, who had an air of superiority stood there prepping some gadgets Reikka didn't recognize turned to face them. He gave a curt nod to the guards who then blinded-folded Reikka and slapped a loosely woven bag over her face. This obviously meant they were going to transport her.
Reikka was taken through the hallways, it felt like too many turns for the facility. Eighteen in all if Reikka was counting. They must have taken extra turns to prevent her from visually mapping the place out in her head. Eventually they exited the building and she was put into some sort of vehicle. Unaware of where she was going and what fate lay before her. After a long drive they stopped. Reikka could hear the rain outside pouring down like only torrential storms do. Poetic in its own sort of way. Reikka would be able to hear the muffled sounds of speech outside the vehicle. She was only able to pick out a few words: "We're Ready," and "The Exchange will be-" and "We might be waiting-" It seemed Reikka might actually be freed soon enough.
To others:Still in the Ţhє Đαrklíght Đístríct, but far from the ₮hє ዘσld. An alley way lit by red lamps and covered in trash. This was the place the exchange would happen in. Both buildings to either side had been secured by the Crimson Fang. Rooftops were covered with armed faunus. How well trained was yet to be known. Reikka's father had been given simple instructions to meet them there on the south side of the alley. His daughter would be there, and they would provide proof of such when he arrived before he handed any money over.
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Like most members of the Crimson Fang, Hermesh got the words of what is going to happen, he wasn’t very excited about the situation though, Hermesh was hoping for a “good time” when he was called over ‘how boring… I swear if it stays like this I will kill Mimi for not showing up’ he was visibly angry and bored at this, so many people in one place for one exchange?! What a waste of time. After a few moments of what felt like an eternal wait, he noticed one of the people he did recognize, finally, someone to talk to before he starts yelling at people out of frustration; Hermesh simply walked up to her and started talking “so… your name is Rurle am I correct? It has been a while since I last saw you” his tone was not friendly, but at the same time not hostile or mad, his crimson eye shined through the exoskeleton that was covering it, the two were awfully similar in some ways which made Hermesh even more interested in talking to her “you were part of that girl’s interrogation if I’m not mistaken, did you find out anything interesting?” he would ask in curiosity, he at least wanted to know if the reason for him to be here was worth it. tab❞. tab𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧: # 0 1 0 posts made (+100 Villian boost) tab❞. tab𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡: The hold tab❞. tab𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗬:Rurle tab❞. tabOOC: simple interactions before the storm approaches tab❞. tab𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗘:Hermesh
Яurlє primarily uses her sword to fight, but augments her moves with her semblance. Every time she activates her semblance it generates a phantom replica made of aura that copies her move, but from an angle and direction of her choosing.
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Яurlє was born in what used to be Vαcuσ. She doesn't remember much of that though, as she was mostly raised impoverished on the streets of Vale. Яurlє was given a new life by ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴀɴɢ. She now serves them as her master. Anyone who resists shall perish.
[Reikka is unable to escape this, nor be saved at this moment.]
Яurlє was atop a building watching the alley below. It was a tight fit, but that is exactly what the Crimson Fang wanted. The alley was long, at least one hundred and twenty feet total in length, and twenty feet wide. There was a single door to the building on their right. When the rescue team arrived it would be on their left. In the middle, right in front of the door was a large armored vehicle. A raised truck with what looked like a small metal fortress built on its bed. Two guns pointing out from the sides of it. On top there was a .50 caliber machine gun. It was unmanned currently, but likely there were CF operatives inside the vehicle waiting to pop out and take control of it at a moment's notice.
It was raining. Torrential downpour was a better term. She was soaked, but didn't care much. Rain often made her feel alive.
Яurlє wasn't sure if Reikka was inside the vehicle, or inside one of the neighboring buildings, or somewhere else altogether. Likely Osiris would should up from some unexpected area with Reikka in hand at the right moment for the exchange. Money was the goal. Filthy greens. Яurlє's eyes narrowed as one of the red lamps that lit the alley flickered. She didn't like this place. Not one bit. Their side of the alley was the north side, the south side was where the rescue team were instructed to arrive. The rear was protected by a number of CF operatives and both buildings were secured as well. This was a full proof location for such a job. Nothing could go wrong. Worst case scenario it turned into a shootout to their advantage.
Яurlє was still pondering the field before her when a fellow member of the Crimson Fang arrived on the scene. It was Hermesh. He was one of those unforgettable chaotic types. He seemed to live on the edge of insanity and genius. But the genius of generals, not a mad scientist. Яurlє would continue looking out as he spoke to her. They had indeed met before. A few times they had been in each other's presence, but nothing too involved.
Яurlє would give a curt not when he mentioned her name. To confirm it. Яurlє was her name, though she wondered how it spread as she had never spoken it nor written it down for anyone to know. Her mysterious yet scary visage likely spread it from mouth to mouth. Yet the origins would lie a mystery to most.
Яurlє would finally turn to Hermesh when she mentioned the interrogation. She would lock eyes with him for a moment, for a moment she looked like an innocent girl. Out of place. Definitely not fit for the battlefield. Then her eyes would darken as she shook her head to indicate they had gotten very little worthwhile information from Reikka. Her whole demeanor changing to that of a battle hardened woman of war and chaos.
Яurlє would reach into her cloak and pull out a single golden token. A coin. She flipped it with her thumb. It rang like a metal coin does when flicked and arched high into the air. Her eyes didn't follow it though. They remained on Hermesh. When it finally reached it apex and began to fall down she swiped it swiftly out of the air and slapped it onto her arm. She then peaked with her hand and revealed it was an 'X'. This made her eyes narrow and she pointed towards Hermeshe's weapon. Asking if she could see it, and hold it.
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Hermesh sighed out as Rurle shook her head “then I guess this whole thing was useless, this kid has a stronger will than I thought. If I was a part of the interrogation I’m sure I could break it easily” he would say before Rurle took out a golden token from her cloak and flipped it without breaking any eye contact with him, he tilted his head in slight confusion but nothing more before she caught the coin and looked at what side was showing, it revealed an X. Rurle’s eyes narrowed and she pointed to his weapon in request to hold it, he did not know what she had in mind for it and he was not about to trust her with his weapon, but it could make this quite interesting depends on what happens, Hermesh flipped his scythe until he stopped with his hand extended towards Rurle with the handle pointing her and the blade pointing to the ground, this entire time he did not break his eye contact and did not say a word, this could make the time waiting here so much more interesting than he thought. tab❞. tab𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧: # 0 1 1 posts made (+100 Villian boost) tab❞. tab𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡: The hold tab❞. tab𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗬:Rurle tab❞. tabOOC: simple interactions before the storm approaches tab❞. tab𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗘:Hermesh
Яurlє primarily uses her sword to fight, but augments her moves with her semblance. Every time she activates her semblance it generates a phantom replica made of aura that copies her move, but from an angle and direction of her choosing.
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Яurlє was born in what used to be Vαcuσ. She doesn't remember much of that though, as she was mostly raised impoverished on the streets of Vale. Яurlє was given a new life by ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴀɴɢ. She now serves them as her master. Anyone who resists shall perish.
[Reikka is unable to escape this, nor be saved at this moment.]
Яurlє nodded her head at what Hermesh said. He likely could break her, though she didn't think breaking her was Osiris's goal. Just to get enough of her cooperation to make the next stage of the plan work. Sometimes there was truth to the easy route being the best. She was pulled from her thoughts when he offered his weapon for her inspection. She took it and admired its strange design. The eye was particularly interesting. Яurlє pointed to the eye on the weapon and then to Hermesh's eyes as if to ask 'Can you see out of this weapon?' Her hands glided across the length of it as she admired it, then she returned the scythe to him gently. Hermesh had a fascinating weapon. She wondered where he got it from.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2021 9:00 am
Seeing Rurle’s look as she admired his weapon was an interesting sight for sure, he would keep an eye on her until she pointed at the eye of the weapon “the eye is where the dust is stored, it what makes the fiery waves when I slash at enemies” he said before he noticed she was also pointing to his eye, she probably asked if he could see through it since one of his eyes is the same color, he would shake his head “if you are trying to ask if I can see through it or if it has anything to do with my sight, then it’s wrong. If you’ll look closer, you will see it is metallic and in no way organic” he said as Rurle continued admiring his weapon, it felt a bit too touchy for him but he simply ignored it with an eye roll until she finally returned it to him, she was very gentle with her movement and he returned that kindness by taking the weapon from her hands in a gentle motion before swirling it around and settling it on the ground “so when did they say the negotiation is supposed to start? I do not plan on waiting here forever” he asked with an annoyed voice, he knew Rurle had nothing to do with the wait time, but she was the only one he had to talk to there for now. tab❞. tab𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧: # 0 1 6 posts made (+100 Villian boost) tab❞. tab𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡: The hold tab❞. tab𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗬:Rurle tab❞. tabOOC: simple interactions before the storm approaches tab❞. tab𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗘:Hermesh
At last, the mission had begun to rescue their leader, even though Valleria never met her she still knew it was her job to bring her back, they are a team after all and it was her duty to bring her back. The mood on the vehicle was… down as expected, you wouldn’t get a lot of conversation with the likes of Dee, Auburn and of course herself, she didn’t know if Sky or Autrox were the talking type but it didn’t matter, she had a job to do and she was going to do her best. Back in the HQ when she asked her question Autrox signed her to wait on a building close by, one where there were not supposed to be any Crimson Fang members but is close enough for her to be in range for a perfect shot, her archery skills were the thing she was proudest of and as such was assigned to be the sniper on the back which she approved of if things went horribly wrong and she was needed her semblance could always be used for her to get there in time. Once the vehicle was close enough to the negotiation spot Valleria took her leave and ran as fast as possible to where she was told to go, she can be very vocal about her opinions on stuff but she does know how to follow orders, once she got to the rooftop Valleria would talk to through their communication devices “I am in position and ready” her voice was as calm as ever, she drew out her bow and looked over at the direction of the two main buildings, she couldn’t see it but she could know there are many people inside of them.
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The person sitting across from dee would have to forgive him for staring blankly at them thought-out the ride. there was still a lot to plan for and think about and Dee was stuck with his on his mind. He had not bothered to say a word this whole ride not that he could anyway. His mind slipping in and out of focus a few times. It's hard to tell just what he was thinking about or just how far he was out of it. As if on queue Dee reaches into his pocket and pulled out a little container filled with small round pills, his jaw slowly opens letting out a little steam as a few geats shifts allowing just enough room for him to toss the pills into his mouth and close it right back. Dee slides his pill container back into his pocket. After a few moments, Dee's eyes return to their normal sharpness. Taking a moment to catch up with his surroundings Dee looks around the Vehicle. His spear sitting beside him grabbing it and pushing a little button hidden on the side making and split and turn into a shotgun, holstering it soon after it was done changing. The rise was finally coming to an end as the Vhecial comes to a stop. Dee decided to hop out first. being cramped in a small area was not what he would call comfortable.
Auburn was seated in the back, though, away from the doors. She wasn't too keen on being on the sidelines here, but, the presence she gave off was enough of an explanation as to why. She'd be involved over comms, but, this was a personal confrontation for her and she was already wanting to step out and start breaking things...mostly people. Val spoke up, updating them that she was in position. Auburn touched her comms and responded. "Assume they already know where you are and be ready. We're on their turf now and humans aren't exactly welcome visitors. We should also keep in mind they may not hand Reikka over. From what I've seen, as cruel as they can be, they honor their word. If they agree to release her, I honestly think they will but, I wouldn't put it past them to not do so on site. Too risky. Much less risk taking the money and ordering her release somewhere else and, they've done it that way in the past."
Weapon(s): Judgement is a massive sword that is 77" long, 14" wide and weighs 54 lbs, but, has no unique properties other than that. Auburn is able to wield this beast of a blade, even one-handed, because of her Semblance.
However, her boots and gauntlets are equipped with mini cannon-like guns that fire off dust rounds.
Right after telling the group she was in position Auburn gave her some very crucial information, with a small sigh and a quick glance around to check her surrounding she picked raised her index finger to her ear “understood, thank you for the information. I will do my best to keep an eye out on everything, if I see any suspicious movement I’ll be sure to tell you as soon as possible” she said before looking around once again, if what Auburn said is true that means she needs to act as paranoid as ever and get into the mindset that around her there is definitely someone who wants her dead and will do whatever it takes to kill her. Her cold serious eyes looked over once more, right now her priority was to keep an eye on herself, but mostly on her allies and protect them at all cost.
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Aurtrox had a slight smile on his face as he always did. One of genuine delight. He had never done a hostage exchange before. A bit surprising if you asked him since Beacon had so many wealthy and noble students. Vall was setup at a distance, she would be able to provide cover fire. Aurtrox sat across from Dee who was in a trance-like mood it seemed the whole ride there. Dee has a fearsome look to him. Something Aurtrox quite liked. Most would falunt their fearsome appearance to others to try and intimidate him, but Dee never seemed to do so. He simply just was fearsome. And fearless based on the accounts in the caves. The boy was fearless and fearsome. A terrifying combination. "Dee, what is in those pills you take?" Aurtrox asked along the way.
When they finally got to the site the car shook a little as it rumbled to a halt. It was a dark alley to their left. Lit by red lights. It was a tight fit, but that is exactly what the Crimson Fang wanted. The alley was long, at least one hundred and twenty feet total in length, and twenty feet wide. There was a single door to the building on their left. That entered the building to a place likely crawling with CF operatives. In the middle, right in front of the door was a large armored vehicle. A raised truck with what looked like a small metal fortress built on its bed. Two guns pointing out from the sides of it. They were not able to be pointed down the alley at the rescue team fortunately. On top there was a .50 caliber machine gun. It was unmanned currently, but likely there were CF operatives inside the vehicle waiting to pop out and take control of it at a moment's notice. The truck has a flag sticking out with the CF symbols on it. A smart way to identify themselves as they could take the flag inside and hide their identify whenever they liked. "Looks like we have arrived. Dee, take this." Aurtrox handed Dee a key. He then pulled the handle of the door and stepped out into the open. In his left hand he held the briefcase with money inside. It was cuffed to his forearm. This is what the key was for. "Don't approach with the key until I signal." Aurtrox's said quietly."Also, Aurburn, don't come out till Reikka crosses the line and is in our protection for now."And with that they were ready. Aurtrox scanned the tall buildings. Something was above them. He could sense it. But that was to be expected. He wondered if Vall had sights on whatever it was. Something was inside the buildings as well. And maybe even below them? It was a perilous situation. The CF had gotten smarter and smarter over the years.
"WHO IS IN CHARGE"He shouted over into the alley."We are ready to make the exchange."
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