The second biggest pier in Yorknew City. It’s not just a large cargo area – the Atlas Pier is actually a popular destination for tourists and residents alike due to the Atlas mall that was built directly on top of the pier. Goods can sometimes be bought and sold for far cheaper than a normal commercial mall. One can find all sorts of interesting things at this mall, ranging from general groceries to exotic goods. To those with connections, one may even be able to gain access to the black market through one of the fake store fronts, where illicit goods and services can be bought and sold.
The mall is open to the public from 8am to 8pm The pier is open 24/7, but access only available for workers
Job Contracts
Title: Warehouse Security Level Requirement: 1 Description: A warehouse manager is hiring hunters to guard some precious cargo overnight. Everything is shipping out in the morning and the owners don't want anything happening to their stuff. Keep a good eye out for any trouble. PM a mod to begin this contract. Jenny Reward: J150 x words SP Reward: 4SP
Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2018 10:28 pm
[ x ][ x ][ x ]:: Jᴀᴍꜱ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇᴅ :: Aᴛᴛɪʀᴇ The Docks :: Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀ :: Iɴᴠᴇɴᴛᴏʀʏ
It was a voice that echoed thunderously, carried beyond the horizon in the otherwise empty pier. Night had fallen and bathed the area in its cold darkness, but the old flood lights on the docks provided just enough illumination to outline the scene below. The young treasure hunter, standing atop a tower of metal crates with what appeared to be an empty duffle bag by her feet. Clad in her usual getup, Veronif seemed to cast a long and ominous shadow over the docks as she balled her fists and tracked a small trio of men in black that seemed to be weaseling their way around the cargo, looking for a way out. ”Where’s my payment?” Her voice crackled with rage. For a young hunter with barely any power behind her name, this wasn’t the first nor the last time a collector would try and skip out on their payment, but given the lengths that Veronif had to go to acquire the piece that she did, there was absolutely no way in hell that she was going to let it slide so easily this time.
”Get back here!” With a frustrated groan, the hunter leapt into action, jumping from her shipment container to the ground below. Veronif kicked into a sprint, following the tail of the man who had the audacity to hand her an empty bag. She knew the docks like the back of her hand, and as she snaked around the paths it only took a few corners for her to finally reach the a*****e that decided to cross her. ”Three god damn nights…” She said in a low, raspy growl as she tackled her target against the metal wall of a container. ”… that your dumb a** boss made me stay up to survey the s**t covered caves.” Pinning the man against the wall with her left forearm, Veronif’s raw strength began to shine through as she pressed harder against his chest and slowly lifted the man off the floor. ”And all I get is some cheap a** empty bag? Do you think this is funny? Is this a joke to you?” Winding her right arm back, Veronif proceeded to launch her fist forward, slamming through the metal wall as she pierced a hole only an inch away from where she had him pinned.
Though she didn’t really strike him, the shock of the sight seemed to be enough to scare the man into complete submission as his body fell limp against her weight. ’Figures…’ Releasing the pressure, Veronif allowed the now unconscious underling fall to the ground. She had considered giving him a few swift kicks in the gut for good measure, but decided against it as she couldn’t really justify punishing him for simply carrying out orders.
Leaving the first target, Veronif began to weave through the shipment container maze once again, listening carefully to the footsteps now as she tried to track the man who had taken the actual collector’s item itself. They couldn’t have gotten very far…
Kanan drove around the city and found his way to the Atlas Pier. He was somehow interested in this area. This places looks amusing but he does feel a bit lost in this area. While exploring he saw a man running away, being chased by a woman it seems. He was watching from a distance as this woman was very distressed on. Being in this city this was the first thing that was interesting to Kanan. Something that exceeds the fight he did at Seven Lions District. Kanan followed the woman who he thinks is looking for something or someone.
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The young hunter came barrelling down the path, eyes wide open with a look of pure unfettered madness splattered across her face. The more they ran, the more it seemed to enrage the girl, but that didn’t seem to stop either of her two targets. Her eyes were carefully fixated on the small metal box – the so-called collector’s item that Veronif had been trying to pawn off to one of the city’s lesser crime bosses. She watched carefully as it was being passed from man to man in their haste to try and confuse and distract her. Following a fork in the path, the men eventually became separated enough that diversion would not be an option. Veronif followed closely behind the one with the item, screaming profanities as she chased him down, right up to the entrance of the pier. To her surprise, it didn’t seem like they were alone as an unfamiliar figure emerged at the entrance.
”MOVE! Get the ******** out of the way!” The man with the item shouted, motioning at Kanan as he gunned it towards the new hunter that appeared. ”She’s crazy man!”
”Hey! Stop that a*****e!” Veronif’s voice overlaid his as it boomed across the pier. She was about fourty feet away at that point, but the sheer volume of her voice was loud enough to almost drown out that of the thief’s.
The woman that caught his attention seem to lose control over the situation. These men were obviously running away from her and at the men seem to be getting caught and running away. One of the men that seem to be running away from the woman was heading towards Kanan's direction, asking for help against this 'crazy woman'. "Sure go on ahead I'll help out," Kanan pointed out his thumb in the back of him , signaling for the man to run quickly. He walked towards the man as he was getting closer and closer , running to Kanan. Less five feet, Kanan drew back his right hand and with full force punched at the man's groin with a right straight. "Idiot, I overheard the woman yelling when I arrived." After the end of his sentence , the man fell down on the ground, speechless. The only thing that can be heard was the sound of him falling on the ground. He stood up straight casually like nothing happened and had full attention to the woman "Your welcome, what's your name.." a simple greeting like this was natural for him; as if he didn't pay any mind to what the situation is.
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Veronif felt her stomach sink a little when she saw the man motion for the thief to advance. Maybe she had put her faith in the wrong stranger… or maybe he simply didn’t hear or misunderstood what Veronif had been shouting in her haste to apprehend him. Her sprint had slowed to a jog by the time the man was only an earshot away from Kanan, but to her surprise a swift punch left the thief doubled over in pain. The attack made even Veronif wince a little, though she still had a half grin on her face as she felt that the thief got what was coming for him.
Holding back a laugh, Veronif slowed to a casual walking pace as she headed towards Kanan, hands planted firmly on her hips as she advanced. ”Thanks for that...” She said in between breaths. Only then did it dawn on the Hunter that she had been chasing after the trio for quite some time now. A thin veil of sweat had developed on her forehead which she swiftly wiped off with the back of her left hand. ”Two down… the last one isn’t important… whew, that was a lot of running.”
When she was finally close enough to Kanan, Veronif reached out her hand, prompting a handshake. ”Veronif. Treasure Hunter… Nice t’meet you~!”
Kanan ws a bit glad that this was happening. Not for stopping this useless pitiful thief. But what he was satisfied was meeting someone who is tough and apparently strong, which was impressive. This woman introduced herself as,Veronif, a treasure hunter and seems to know how to do her thing. She reached out to Kanan who was never really someone that introduces himself but in these circumstances where he is in a foreign place with no acquaintances, all by himself, in a place where he is completely lost and alone. He thought that it would be good to have someone you know.
Kanan was at first hesitant when he took out his hand. "Kanan, sorry , I'm not exactly good with new people. And trust me, I was enjoying the show." He shook her hand, meeting his first person in this city. "I don't know anything about this city at all."
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Pennie Popalopulos "Daddy isn't going to be happy..."
Stepping off of a ferry was a young girl, maybe no older than ten years of age. She had her face shoved into the brightly lit screen of one of those expensive Sungsam phones as she walked down the pier, followed by other passengers. Once she made it to the concrete at the end of the dock, she lifted her face and scanned the area. She looked around for a moment before continuing on her way to a nearby bench. There was a hunter she was on the lookout for. Apparently it was one of those hunters with high potential so she was to instruct them in training. If only she knew where this Kanan fellow happened to be.
Veronif could sense the very slight awkwardness in her new acquaintance as he declared to her that meeting with strangers wasn’t exactly his forte. He did, however, have quite a firm handshake that Veronif refrained from commenting on. Instead, the young hunter smiled to the man, and upon releasing the handshake she tipped the brim of her ballcap at him with a wink. ”It’s okay. I wasn’t exactly expecting a complete stranger to come to my rescue in a place like this, so both of us are even in terms of new experiences.” She said with a smile.
Circling around Kanan, Veronif then proceeded to crouch over the thief and wave a hand over his face as it seemed the man had fallen unconscious from the pain. ”You pack a pretty mean punch there, would’ve thought you were born and bred in streets of Yorknew.” Though she was still speaking to Kanan, Veronif had now proceeded to rummage shamelessly through the unconscious thief’s jacket and pant pockets in search of the artifact that had been stolen from her. When she finally found what she was looking for, Veronif stood with a wide grin on her face as she showed Kanan the spoils of her efforts - a ornate silver jewelbox. ”I had to literally dig through the sewers for this. 19th century collector’s item, only four in the world that exist… not that you probably care at all though. Hey, thanks again.”
The woman proceeded to exchange the metal box for a small piece of paper from her pocket and scribbled some numbers down. ”I’d love to stick around, but I have buyers waiting. If you need help getting around the city or anything, just give me a call, alright? It’s the least I could do.” She said as she handed Kanan the slip of paper with her phone number on it. ”See ya around?”
The woman was in a bit in a hurry. She was retrieving an artifact that there is only four in the world. Most of the time he couldn't really care about such things but this case it is fascinating to hear such rarity exists today. Only four in the known world and she manages to find one. Her career will no doubt rise famously and it is about item that he focuses on his. Veronif had to go meet the buyers that would buy the artifact. But before she left, she took out a piece of paper and wrote down her number. Kanan accepted her number but he doesn't exactly have a phone yet.
He walked to the other side of the pier wondering what to do. He saw some benches that were empty and there was only one other person there. A little girl by herself. He sat at at one a few feet away from her to avoid any misunderstanding. He was so bored that he really doesn't know what to do. He saw a coin on the ground and started flipping the coin just to pass the time. This activity is barely helping. He was dying on something fun. If he doesn't have something to do, He will utterly lose his mind.
While flipping his coin, he notices a a man in the corner of his eye. A punch was thrown at Kanan's face. A few inches away the punch would connect. Kanan had his coin in midair and while spinning, he turned his head to the man's punch and lowered his head a few inches down. At this angle the punch wouldn't hid his face but Kanan's forehead. With a punch gooing at maximums speed and attacking the hardest part of the skull would be severe damage to a person's hands. Kanan knows exactly what he's doing and not only did he tilt his head but with full force of using his neck, he pushed forward to the punch. if you were close enough you can hear a 'crack' in a couple of feet or more.
After the punch was landed all you could hear was a cry in pain. The man stumbled back and now getting a good look at him, was the man that Kanan hit in the nuts several minutes ago when he arrived before he met Veronif . Kanan stood up and at the same time, the man threw a punch with his other hand. Kanan ducked and stepped forward, going behind the man that he provoked. It was understandable that he was upset, but Kanan really didn't care what his reason's were. It was circumstances and choices that he made that led to that situation happening. Kanan was agile, swift, and didn't care who his opponent was. He jumped in the air behind the man with both knees bent. The man turned around to get a hold of Kanan but when he did; Kanan with full force double kicked him in the chest so hard that he flew past the rails and into the waters of Atlas Pier.
Everyone was amazed at what Kanan did to the man that some started taking pictures of of him while some already recorded the fight from the beginning. To Kanan , this wasn't fun at all. He went back to flipping his coin in the air. "Sorry you had to see that little girl" he apologized to the little girl that was a several feet away from him. He really didn't mean to be really violent but Kanan really has a problem of holding back.
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Post:#8 ||Words:600 || Location:ATLAS PIER || Company:Veronif and Pennie
Pennie Popalopulos "Daddy isn't going to be happy..."
Pennie watched as Kanan abused the man who attacked him. She recognized him right away once she saw the action begin. She even lifted up her phone to record the guy getting launched into the water. This was going to go viral and she wanted to get in on it. Plus there were a few hunters interested in seeing Kanan in action, but Pennie cared much less about showing off the fellow. She'd continue to watch and record like the others in the small crowd that had appeared. When he'd turn to her and speak, she'd give him a smug look and laughed quietly to herself. This boy had idea what kinds of things she had seen already. At this time the crowd was starting to disperse. Nothing was really happening and people were beginning to go about their business. She'd look around for a moment as an excuse to clear the look off her face and then turn back with starry eyes and a smile.
"Oh please, do not worry about me. You're actually kinda cool, mister!" The small girl jumped a tiny bit, feigning adoration for Kanan. What the man would see is the nine year old girl with soft, porcelain skin and long, blonde twin tails stretching all the way down to her ankles giving a starstruck expression towards Kanan. Her attire is pink and lolita in style. She wears a frilly romper with puffed out sleeves that extend only half way down her biceps and a wide, pink skirt complete with white petticoat. "Um, actually mister... Could you help me?" Pennie stepped closer and reached over to grab his wrist lightly with her tiny hands. "My daddy was supposed to come find me right over here on this bench. We said we'd meet right here if we got separated and it's been a really long time since that happened. I don't know where he is and I really wanna find my daddy! You're super strong so I think I'd feel safe with you to go look for him!" Pennie did everything she could to force a tear or two out of her eyes on command and only barely managed to succeed. She added a quiver to the lip and a slightly tighter grip on the wrist to make him really believe it.
"Hmm, well it isn't like I have anything better to do. Sure." There was a time when he wouldn't have thought about kids let alone helping them. But his boredom is in a high boiling point. It sure beats waiting on the bench. "So tell me, you were excited about the 'performance' I did a few minutes ago?" For a little girl such as yourself, aren't you a bit to young to be attracted to violence?" Kanan decided to help her but questions her interests, especially when it comes to fighting. She was young , too young to understand or like that sort of thing.
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Pennie Popalopulos "Daddy isn't going to be happy..."
Getting Kanan to follow was pretty simple. Pennie had thought she'd need to do a bit more convincing, but it seemed that the lost little girl routine was super effective. She would lead Kanan down the pier a way talking about she had last seen her father in that direction. She didn't want to talk to him too much for fear of breaking her charade, but Kanan prodded with an inquiry that she couldn't quite turn away. Before answering the question, Pennie would lead Kanan toward a much less populated area and towards an alley.
"I thought you looked just like an action movie star! It was really cool, mister!" If Kanan had any clue about what types of things truly roused Pennie's interest, he'd question everything about her. Half way through the alley, she would stop and turn to face Kanan. She'd meet his gaze and mutter an incantation under her breath. Pennie's blue eyes would turn fuschia for a moment as she projected her nen to Kanan, completing one of her techniques. "But please, dear Kanan, you shouldn't really worry about me. You should get some rest." Pennie would lift her left hand up and snap her fingers. The sound would echo loudly through Kanan's head. Instantly his mind would get fuzzy and his vision would blur. Anything he could hear would become muffled and his body would grow heavy. Seconds of this would continue before Kanan's body would drop to its knees and fall unconscious.
An unknown amount of time would pass before Kanan's eye would open. When he does, he'd enter a world of total darkness. The only thing that could be seen is his hands in front of him. He could feel ground below him. It is solid and not made of anything physical, but is firm like natural ground. Standing would be disorienting with the lack of vision, but not impossible. Moments of consciousness would pass before Pennie's voice would begin to ring out from every direction.
"You really shouldn't be so trusting, Kanan. If I were your enemy, you'd be dead by now." No Pennie could be seen for moments before her form would appear twenty or so feet away. She smiled at Kanan and tilted her head. "I've been searching for you. Luckily you weren't a difficult target."
"I am completely opposite from a movie star...And thank you." He followed the little girl to what she lead him to an alley way.
There was something really wrong here. This wasn't an ordinary girl at all. He fought many enemies and he had never fallen. Out of no where he heard a snap of her fingers. Out of something that was not in his control, his body grew weak, he began to feel tired. This was new to him, a complete new experience for Kanan. He tried not to get tired. But with one step, he fell to the ground-on his knees. Before he would sleep, he heard the little girl's voice "You really shouldn't be so trusting, Kanan. If I were your enemy, you'd be dead by now." . It would suck to die so young and worse; by the hands of a child. He thought he was going to die before his eyes went shut a low voice came out, "How did you d-" he couldn't finish before his head hit the ground as he slept soundly. It was obvious that he was asking; 'How did you do that?'
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Pennie Popalopulos "Daddy isn't going to be happy..."
Kanan's consciousness would come back to him quickly. In this world of darkness, he'd feel a bit disoriented and confused. The only thing that could be seen is Pennie about twenty paces away from Kanan. She was smiling at him and standing still. After a few moments, she'd continue to speak.
"I want you to remain calm while you're here. I promise you that you aren't in danger. Well, you won't be if you're skilled enough to complete the training you're about to receive.." Pennie smiled more and would walk closer to Kanan. When she reached him she'd just wait for him to inquire about the training. He was in for one hell of a ride.
