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 Posted: Mon Jul 05, 2010 8:37 pm
//Naturally!//
Chris straightened his tie, "Well, we don't have any particular time table. Just so long as the deed is done is all that my employer cares about, and that it is doesn't come back on us. That will be satifactory."
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Then security opens the box, they find a ringing cell phone.
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Posted: Mon Jul 05, 2010 8:57 pm
The guard looked down at the phone a moment, then picked it up and flipped it open. Nothing yet...
He answered it.
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"Very well." Fiske replied. "I'll send out a few of my newer employees to see how well they can do a job of this type. When I'm certain that I've found someone suitable for the task, I'll let you know how much longer it should take for your problem to be corrected."
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Posted: Mon Jul 05, 2010 9:03 pm
Mr. Brooks nodded and smiled, "Excellent. So, what terms of compensation shall I arrange?"
....
When the guard answered the phone, he heard an accented voice respond:
["I assume that his is Mr. Fisk's security. I would be severely disappointed if it wasn't. Would you please inform Mr. Fisk that Yuriko Oyama is asking for him.... Asking if there is anything I can do for him."
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 9:10 pm
The guard paused a moment. "Very well." he replied.
He then held the phone away from him, and let out a small sigh of relief. If it had been dangerous, he would've been the only one killed.
He pressed the button again, and heard the air rush back inside the room as the locks and seal slid back to let him out. He walked back down the hall and into the mail room again.
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Fisk was just about to answer Brooks when his intercom light flipped on. He looked down at it a moment, then pressed the button to speak. The secretary knew not to bother him during a meeting unless it was something important.
"Yes?"
"There's a Miss Yuriko Oyama calling for you sir. Asking if you need her for anything." the woman outside the room replied.
Fisk paused a moment. That name sounded familiar...Oh, yes. Of course.
"Alright, let me speak with her." he replied, then let go of the button. He then turned his attention back to Chris. "Your problem may be solved sooner than expected." he said with a small smile.
The guard soon walked in with the cell phone and handed it over to Fisk. Fisk took it and motioned the man back out of the room to stand with the other guards waiting outside.
"Yes, this is Wilson Fisk."
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 4:59 am
((Eddie Brock/Spidey Entering From New York))
Like a buzz of annoyance that was to good to be true, Eddie burst through Fisk's window and jumped on his walls."Hello my darling, hello my honey, hello my rag time Fisk!!!~ Hey there piggie how's it hanging, about the window......yeah you can get a new one. Hows the wife, she still helping you search for your manhood?"He mocked, leaping between the two men. He shook the stranger's hand and then jumped on the roof, saluting."Hey there, Alternate reality Spiderman popping in to say hello to this realities biggest earthquake."He explained, pointing down at Fisk before returning his hand to the cieling.
It seemed the other Spidey let alot of his enemies slide, in Eddie's reality, he beat Fisk to death after he removed the symbiote with a sonic blaster. You'd think he'd be greatful, but Eddie enjoyed the extra power and when he later found out Parker had it, he couldn't stop himself from sending Mrs. Fisk the photos of her husband when she was in jail. He called it icing on the cake of those who condone criminals, even if they were close.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 11:15 am
 Chris got up out of his chair staring at Spider-Man. He wasn't sure what was going on. So, he simply hung loose in a simple stance as what he learned in Jeet Kune Do, and waited. ....... Yuriko had responded, "Mr. Fisk, I would like to speak to you about...." Then, the Japanese cyborg heard the commotion of shattering glass and Brock's announcement, "Damn! I can not have Spider-man foil my plans!" Deep within her circuitry, Yuriko had an old Hydra teleport ring. The cyborg activated the device to transport her to an open space close to the GPS signal of the phone she mailed to Fisk. Suddenly, Lady Deathstrike appeared within two arms length of Wilson Fisk, "Sorry for the intrusion, Mr. Fisk, but I felt it was neccessary." The Japanese assassin looked directly at Spider-man and blinked hard, "Well, that's a new look for you, Spider-man. Now, would you kindly go play somewhere else, and let us adults conduct business." Yuriko slowly extended her adamantium claws from her fingernails to emphasize her point(s). 
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 11:30 am
((I'm just going to say spiderman, considering the other isn't around right now. xd ))
Spiderman placed his hand on his chin and rubbed in thought."What do they call you, the spectacular hang nail? Man your bill on files must be murder. As for leaving, I was just checking this worlds inhabitants, but after being ordered, I can't help myself to ask that you make me."He explained, gesturing and mocking her the entire time. He knew of certain folks others didn't exist or he had no knowledge of them. Lady Deathstrike fell into this tri-based condition.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 11:38 am
Fisk didn't move from his desk. He'd seen enough fights happen in his office that it didn't consern him much.
Still...this man was different. The Spiderman from their world wouldn't have DARED mentioned his wife.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 11:56 am
((....your move Skuld-Chan......))
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 12:06 pm
Deathstrike smirked and responded in her gently accented voice, "Of course, the famed Spider-Man wit... or half of it. That comment was rather 'lame.' As to for 'making you'...," Deathstrike smiled evilly, "I shall oblige you." With that Deathstrike launched into an attack, jumping up and spining in the air like a ballerina with her clawed hands swirling around. Careful to not hit either Fisk or his guest, as Deathstrike came down she spread her fingers covering a wide area raking at Spider-Man. Also, when Yuriko landed, she kept herself in a open and loose stance ready for counters. 
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 12:29 pm
Spiderman found himself batted to the ground, landing and breaking Fisk's desk."Okay now I'm pissed, crazy finger nails is getting sent to her corner."He muttered, rubbing his head to stop the throb of the impact. He flipped off the broken desk then looked back to it. He grabbed the now useless furniture and hurled it at the woman."Don't worry Fisky, I'm sure all your important crap is stashed in your fridge."He joked, sending two web bullets behind it incase she either jumped or broke the desk.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 12:33 pm
After his desk was demolished, Fisk finally did move. He walked closer to Chris, but kept his eyes on the other two. "I appologise for the interruption. Unfortunately I can't say that this doesn't happen very often."
The guards that had been waiting outside, barged in when they heard the desk. They didn't make a move, but had thier hands on their guns, ready to move if they needed to. They knew better than to get into the middle of this.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 12:55 pm
Chris helped guide Fisk out of the room, "I take it she's the 'specialist'?"
Deathstrike wove her adamantium claws in an intricate pattern in front her, and shred all object thrown at her including the web balls. The spider webbing floated down like silk threads, and Yuriko grinned like a cheshire cat, "The only place I'm going is to you to redecorate you with my claws."
Without looking, Yuriko noticed that Fisk and his guest left the room. Deathstrike strode forward slicing, limiting Spider-Man's 'elbow room' to a smaller and smaller space in the office.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 1:11 pm
Spiderman made a cape out of webbing and dangled it as he jumped back."Toro, toro!!"He taunted, inching closer to an unbroken window. This chick underestimated his deadly nature, a big mistake.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 1:41 pm
Deathstrike took the extra ground, but refused to charge. Once Spider-Man was close to the window, Yuriko attacked him directly fully expecting him to attempt to counter. She was simply making sure that he couldn't toss her.
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