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 Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 11:10 pm
Upon seeing Sarah, the figure stared for a little, then moved off. None of the others saw it, since they arrived after it had turned a corner.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 11:58 pm
Anatoly explained his plan to Kitt outside and strode into the station like he owned the place in freshly-purchased black slacks and a button-down shirt with a remarkable similarity to his old one.
He was going to walk in, talk to Hawke, and explain that this girl, who was temporarily going to be very much named Katheryn and was not at all going to be named Kitt, was going to identify someone who was a Mysticker arms dealer because he needed to find someone connected to said arms dealer. Also, Indigo Rose's security protocols were technically going to require any meeting to be off-the-record and unrecorded so that any moles in the government or police couldn't tip off the dealer's partners.
That sounded good.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 3:56 pm
The secretary at the desk saw Anatoly and, recognizing him from before, nodded to Hawke's door.
The Commander looked up from a daunting pile of paperwork and smiled. "Ahh, how goes the investigation? Did you need something from me?"
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Those in the hotel continued to prepare to move. They were moving on to Anatoly's stuff when there was a knock at the door.
Sarah moved to answer it, being closest to the door.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 4:13 pm
"My lord, how do you ever make it through that?" Anatoly asked with a laugh, gesturing at Commander Hawke's desk. "Anyway..." he closed the door behind them, "I'm trying to find a certain 'Sheng-Ji Yang,' a Mysticker arms dealer. This girl, Katheryn, saw him before; she recognizes him, so we can be sure we have the right guy. Also, if the guy has any heart, maybe seeing the girl his arms dealing has orphaned will get him to crack and tell us about his contacts."
Anatoly groaned. "Also, the Ithaca higher-ups think there's maybe some sort of informer or tap of our info; they want us to keep this meeting off-the-records, unrecorded, unsupervised... the like. I know it sounds dirty, and I wouldn't trust half the people I know in an unrecorded, unwatched interrogation, but... well, I guess there are enough lives hinging on this that it's necessary."
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 4:22 pm
Sarah was walking back and forth as she waited for the three boys to get ready. She stilled at the knock on the door and saw that the guys did as well. s**t. She had returned to Mike the weapons she borrowed, but she did have her handy knife with her.
Walking up to the door and opening it a bit, she asked, "Who is it?" Behind the door, her hand was clenching her knife.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 4:26 pm
Hawke sat back in his chair, his pen dangling between his fingers. "A dirty one, huh? I dunno, Yang. You'll really have to convince me on this one. I'm stretching for you as it is."
His eyes were skeptical as he waited for a response.
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No answer. That was weird.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 4:29 pm
She waited a moment until she realized he wasn't going to answer her. She opened the door a bit wider and said, "What do you want?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 4:35 pm
"I've tangled with him before," Anatoly continued hesitantly. That much was real; he wasn't sure how far to go, how much to say, how much he could reveal. "His associate was a real b*****d... That guy he was selling to, I think he might have been on drugs or something, because he got convinced he was a Blazer and... er... he kind of slapped a N-star on his arm and blew up a building. It was all bad."
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 4:41 pm
As she opened the door wider, she saw that person that had been leaning on the post outside. Not moving, not speaking. Just staring at her. She was now completely rattled.
((JOE IS THE GHEY))
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 4:49 pm
Hawke whistled through his teeth and leaned back. "Oh, I remember that. As I recall, though, the police, not Ithaca, took in...what did you say his name was?" Suspicions was beginning to peek through.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 4:52 pm
Sarah's knuckle's were turning white. She closed the door and looked at her fellow friends. "Uh dudes? I've got a really bad feeling about this guy out there." She looked at Nathan's feet. There was no way he was gonna be able to run in his condition. Hell, can he even walk? She scratched the back of her head and made her decision.
"Alright. I'mma go outside and face this guy. If things go well, hooray. If not...well then you guys better run like Hell." She didn't listen to their objections if they had any, she went outside anyway. She closed the door behind her and slowly walked up to the nameless dude. Her knife was still in her hand as she got close. "What the hell do you want?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 4:55 pm
Rather, she would have, if he had been there. But he wasn't.
Sarah stood alone in the hall.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 4:57 pm
Sarah looked around and blinked. "...what? I could have sworn a guy was here." Spooked out a bit, she turned around to go back into the room. "That was strange. The dude disappeared. Jesus, I could have sworn he was there." Maybe she didn't get enough sleep the night before.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 5:32 pm
"Sheng-ji Yang. Yeah... it's a little personal," Anatoly explained. "I had to get out so Ithaca wouldn't be implicated. The public wouldn't handle our existence well, you know that. I was running a Mend on him so that he could be taken in though. I..." All or nothing, Anatoly. Everything rests on this moment. "I can't let... Damn it, I joined law enforcement to stop men like my father! And I was... I was so sure that that was it, you know?" Crocodile tears began to fall. "That I had... that I'd won. But it's not done." His fists clenched. "It never is. He has a whole network he built up. I'm going to find them. And I'm going to take them down...."
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 5:42 pm
Hawke looked at Anatoly evenly, coolly, for a sufficient period of time that Anatoly began to feel very uncomfortable. Oh s**t, it's not working. I've got to -
"OK," Hawke said, leaning forward. "I'll tell you what we'll do. You, me, and this little girl will go interrogate your father." Anatoly leaned in, as Hawke was dropping his voice. "You will be unarmed and inspected. I'll be armed. I sense anything is wrong, and we're pulling out."
He leaned back again. "So put your weapons and Stickers on my desk here."
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