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 Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2017 10:18 pm
Naturally, she laughed at the comment about dreamboats and wet dreams, though she did grow more and more curious about the male she encountered as she mentioned him. Either way, the conversation persisted on the identity of her golden boy. “No, he didn’t tell me, but I’ll figure it out, eventually…” It was only a matter of time before she ended up meeting him while out for groceries or something. “I mean, it’s not like he wears a mask, but there’s so many people in this city, it’s ******** impossible.” If she really wanted to, she could find out his identity, but she had to be careful; she could respect it if he wanted to lead his double life in peace.
It was then that a text made its way to Ciri’s phone. It read in text (albeit abbreviated and in text speak), “It’s the guy from earlier. I hear there’s an illegal weapons trade tomorrow night, eight o’clock, at the Copper Bay Warehouse—and there’s more coming in the next few days. It might be something you want to look into.” While the message wouldn’t say it, Danny wasn’t the most comfortable feeding info to just anyone. However, Ciri presented a situation where people could learn about and hopefully do something to help the people of WVP. He didn’t use his name in the message, in case anyone might have ended up looking at it from the phone.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 7:47 am
 Rosetta Stone
Cirilla Gardner ...........Company: Eva
Mood: Amused
Location: Italian Restaurant
Appearance: Street Casual
Translation: ---............... Ciri smirked. Eva had a way of finding things out, and frankly she was rather surprised that Eva didn't find the man yet. "Oh I'm sure he's dangled right under your nose and you don't even know. It wouldn't be the fir-" Cirilla was interrupted by her phone beeping the Kim Possible Kimmunicatior tone. She looked up to see Eva's reaction. "Don't judge me lady..." She rolled her eyes before opening the text and reading it. From an unsaved number, but Ciri could only guess who it was from. "Oooohhh we might not have to wait until the night after tomorrow. Copper Bay Warehouse. 8:00 pm tomorrow. Illegal weapons." Excitement came over her face. "Might be a good thing you kept hold of your gun... we might end up needing it."
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 7:10 pm
As soon as the Kim Possible tune came, she suppressed her chuckle, merely closing her eyes and making a weak cough as Ciri read her text. “If I had a nickel for every time I’ve had to go to a warehouse…” It was always a warehouse. “I guess we’ll try and get a good angle of the trade then.” If not the vigilantes, they could have at least gotten footage of the sort of things that occurred commonly and wasn’t being dealt with by the cops, especially if a regular civilian could hear about it and not expect the police to do anything about it, a very clear sign of corruption. Her initial thought was to call and inform the cops, but she didn’t want to risk the chance of the corrupt cops getting in on it and figuring something out. It was heightened danger now that illegal weapons were mentioned, rather than just the standard drug trade going on.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 7:43 pm
Rosetta Stone
Cirilla Gardner ...........Company: Eva
Mood: Tired
Location: Office
Appearance: Street Casual 2
Translation: ---............... Cirilla wiggles excitedly in her seat. "I guess we should get good sleep in tonight." Cirilla and Eva finished up their dinner together with Eva paying the bill. They parted their ways with a hug before returning to their respected homes. As she lay in bed, Cirilla stared at the text that Danny had sent her and wondered how he was privy to that kind of information. She still had her suspicions about him, but maybe it was just her mind being wild from working with Eva.
June 4, 2012
Cirilla dragged herself into the office with a yawn, the hood on her sweater pulled up to hide her mess of hair. She usually dressed professionally in the office, but her current thrown together outfit was a sign of a late night. She threw her bag on the floor by her desk and sat in her chair, yawning again before laying her head down and grumbling a 'hey' to Eva.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2017 7:46 pm
Unlike her companion, the intrepid reporter was as sharp as ever, standing by the computer on her desk to do some last-minute typing before they would depart. “You okay? You seem like Irma after he vibrator broke,” she said. Irma was thankfully not around at the time. Of course, that was only a joke…mostly. If Ciri needed some caffeine or something, the coffee machine wasn’t that far away in the office, or maybe they’d just drive by a Starbucks and get her whatever the hell she wanted. After all, the last thing they needed was Ciri half asleep when they decided to go stake out an illegal firearms trade, because a girl with a gun could only do so much. It was seven o’clock, so they had a bit of time to spare for whatever, as long as they figured out a spot to film by eight. Earlier, someone had gone and taken some photos of the area to help them consider good spots to be, but there was no telling for certain until the trade occurred.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2017 8:05 pm
Rosetta Stone
Cirilla Gardner ...........Company: Eva
Mood: Tired
Location: Office
Appearance: Street Casual 2
Translation: ---............... A deep yawn escaped Cirilla's lips as she nodded a 'yes' to her companion that turned into a cringe. "Thank you Eva for that.... repulsive image." She shuddered. "I'm fine though. Just up late trying to piece things together." Cirilla walked behind Eva to look over her shoulder. "I took a nap so I should be fine. Plus I packed energy drinks and snacks." She turned to pick up her back that was stuffed with goodies and pulled out her personal camera. "Check out this bad boy...." She said as she pulled out an extremely long camera lens. "650-1300mm Zoom... High Def Telephoto. Ain't nothin' gettin' past this beast. I'll have to increase my f-stop but that's to be expected for a job like this." She took a cleaning cloth and wiped the front of the lens carefully.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2017 3:43 pm
She snickered at the comment of a repulsive image; it had to be vivid enough for her imagination to make sure Ciri was awake; sometimes a bit of weird was all it took to wake someone up. She recalled her own mother saying the strangest things merely to draw her daughter’s attention, which was no simple task. Eva was often distracted as a child. “Energy drinks and snacks? You better hope those don’t get stolen.” Then came the camera. “Niiiice! We ought to get some good shots of this then, maybe even catch someone important on film doing some totally-illegal-probably-incriminating junk. I’m kinda curious, though. Weapons? I mean, weapons. If we’re talking big guns here, we’ve got a bigger problem hiding in the longrun. Here’s to hoping it’s just shitty handguns.” Drugs made sense, but weapons? If the stuff was military-grade or worse, there would definitely be something up.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2017 4:34 pm
Rosetta Stone
Cirilla Gardner ...........Company: Eva
Mood: Tired
Location: Office
Appearance: Street Casual 2
Translation: ---............... "I'd like to see some one try to steal my goodies...." Cirilla returned her camera to her bag before sliding it on her back. "Yeah I don't doubt we will catch some people incriminating themselves... but I have no idea what kind of weapons we're talking here. He didn't give me that many details. Do you think the whole team would be there if it was just a couple handguns though Eva? I'd assume they'd only send one or two to take care of it...." Cirilla leaned against Eva's desk, pondering the many mysteries of WVP, including her own mysterious mechanic who happens to be a gold mine of information. "How do you think my informant got all his information? Don't you think it's a bit fishy?" She wanted to believe that Danny wasn't a secretive person, but either he was involved with the vigilantes somehow or he was involved with the gangs. "Maybe I should do a background check on him..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2017 7:35 pm
“Maybe he’s just got his ears to the ground? I mean, there’s so much bad s**t that goes down there, the bad guys might just pass it along as a way to tell people to ******** off.” In a place like that, it wouldn’t have been unbelievable; the cops didn’t do anything about it, and if something illegal was going on, people probably didn’t plan on snitching, otherwise they’d suffer the consequences. “Don’t let that stop you from doing a background check, though.” While neither of the two knew it yet, he was clean; there were juvenile records of petty crimes, crimes he put behind him, but those were sealed anyway, and therefore couldn’t be found by the layman, not without the right permissions. Eva patted the pockets of her jacket to make sure she had everything, and glanced at the mirror for a moment to make sure her outfit wasn’t looking unusual at all. She seemed to have a tendency for relatively comfortable wear: jeans, various leather jackets, a shirt of her choosing, and usually boots that were functional enough to, well, run the ******** away—or right towards, it all depended. “Ready to go?” she asked.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2017 6:12 pm
Rosetta Stone
Cirilla Gardner ...........Company: Eva
Mood: Tired
Location: Office
Appearance: Street Casual 2
Translation: ---............... Cirilla nodded as Eva offered her explanation. "You're probably right Eva..." She checked all of her things before pulling an energy drink from her bag and cracking it open, taking a long sip. "Yeahhh as ready as I ever will be. Let's go snuggle-muffin." She laughed to herself, thinking of the muffins she had in her bag as she walked down to the van, where they would soon be on the streets of the WVP to catch some red-handed activities.
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2017 8:23 pm
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” she said laughing. Soon enough, they would arrive a distance from where the warehouse transaction would occur. The warehouse itself was fenced up, some coverage from trees provided, and it was dark, too. It seemed that the usual clusters of people were distanced; they must’ve been told to stay away. However, there was a nearby building, and after a short trek, they would make it to the rooftop, though they’d need to get down and observe as two trucks arrived, the warehouse doors rising and some shady gentlemen stepping out with disconcerting smiles. As the trucks came to a stop, the back doors of the vehicles were opened, a few men stepping out with crates and bringing them out-of-sight into the warehouse. “Damn it,” she said. How could they incriminate the arms deal without any evidence of arms being exchanged? Yeah, no, she was just about ready to take the fire escape down when she heard something…a jet?
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 5:45 pm
Rosetta Stone
Cirilla Gardner ...........Company: Eva
Mood: Alert
Location: Warehouses
Appearance: Street Casual 2
Translation: ---............... Cirilla fiddled with her camera, taking snapshots of the scene unfolding before them as she and Eva watched from the roof top. Ciri ended up sharing Eva's frustration at the fact that they couldn't see where the crates were going. She was pretty quiet, likely because of her lack of sleep. She was almost ready to follow Eva down the fire escape, but looked up when she did, quickly readying her camera to capture whatever would be making so much noise.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 10:56 pm
Bumblebee was watchful for journalists, seeing as he deliberately told someone about an operation he was mindful enough to hear from their group’s skilled informant. While some would have viewed it a little reckless, he felt it wise, because the illegal transaction was something he intended to stop, and he would be on the spot to assist them if need be. With the time of the transaction in mind, Bumblebee flew in with Switch, nearing the warehouse a couple kilometers above. “I’ll fly us around until you get a lock on one of them, then you can take him over and distract them. After, I’ll drop you off at a nearby building and draw them out for you. Sounds good?” Usually, Crackdown came up with the plans, but Bumblebee and Switch worked well together, and since the two could handle a drug trade, it was up to them. As he grew closer, he spotted two women on the rooftop, and immediately recognized one of them. “Whoa, she actually went for it.”
“Looks like we’re in for a show,” commented Eva, having spotted the two flying, confident that Ciri noticed.
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2017 5:32 am
 ʜɔƚiwꙅ | ᴬⁿᵍᵉˡ ᶜᵃʳᵗʷʳⁱᵍʰᵗMay 7, 2012 Monday 3:00pm
Switch entered the scene with her good frend Bumblebee. The others where off dealing with other things so it was just them. She surveyed the area and hatched her plan. "Go for the building with the roof railing I'll make the drive move the truck that will suprise them." After getting dropped off she got the signal to go ahead. She carefully leaned on the railing and spotted the driver on a smoke break. After she did the disorenting switch. She tossed the guy's cigarette to the wayside and hopped in the truck. Thank god she could drive a stick shift. She started the truck and proceded to floor it. Before she was booted out she made sure to have the guy jump out before the truck would crash into the building. By the time he had his own mind back. The truck was doomed but he would be alive. Angel upon waking looked for the best armed gaurd to take over.
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