E4S3 - Multinational Investigation Bureau HQ - T, A, I.   Posted by DainXB - GM.Group: 0
DainXB - GM
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Sat 8 Mar 2014
at 02:52
E4S3 - Multinational Investigation Bureau HQ - Ian
Detective Jones holds the parking garage elevator doors for you as you clump along in your slightly-ungainly "land suit". Dr. Ishida would barely recognize what you've turned the de-commissioned Mark 6 Angelfish suit into.

"That Coast Guard Captain is going to call my boss pretty soon; I guarantee it. You're famous enough that he'll be able to put two-and-two together. Which makes today 'take your superhero to work day' for me." He grouses.

Further down the line, a team of black-suited MIB agents is gathered in front of a freight elevator. MAKO, in heavy chromium shackles, steps out of the back of an ACPD van under heavy guard, and shuffles toward the thick doors.

Nate notices you looking. "He'll be in the Tank until the Feds come for him. His gear was stolen from the Navy, and the stuff he's done with it... it'll take 'em two days just to read out the charges at his trial." He makes his joke, but then he frowns and changes the subject.

"When you meet the Director, try not to act too... alien. I mean, don't try to act like you're not alien, just... don't be yourself, OK?"
Amm-Fibian
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Sat 8 Mar 2014
at 08:33
Re: E4S3 - Multinational Investigation Bureau HQ - Ian
Amm-Fibian smiles at Jones through the water in the helmet.
"Detective, I excel at not being myself."
DainXB - GM
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Sat 8 Mar 2014
at 10:22
Re: E4S3 - Multinational Investigation Bureau HQ - Ian
Nate does a double-take, unsure of whether that was a joke or... "Right." He inserts a keycard into a slot, then presses the button for the 40th floor. "Don't be anybody else, either; not here. Director Winkler wouldn't find that amusing."

Inside the suit, you're immune to the change in air pressure, but you can see Detective Jones working his jaw to relieve the discomfort of the high-speed ascent. In seconds, you've arrived. The top floor of the MIB building is a study in white plastic and chrome. Thick glass doors etched with the circular bureau logo part ahead of you as you exit the elevator lobby. A curved hallway circles the entire building, tastefully decorated with framed photographs of a previous generation of bureau notables.

Director Winkler's office is a broad arc, split-level, with floor-to-ceiling tinted windows overlooking the lights of downtown Akamai City. A black-suited assistant leads you both into the office and announces you. She seems utterly unperturbed at your appearance. "Senior Detective Jones and his CA to see you, sir."

The Director is a small-framed human male of advanced age, with a shock of white hair combed back from his high forehead. His eyes are bright and pale blue. "Make yourselves comfortable." He says, not rising from the chair behind his desk. "You've had a busy day, Detective. Can either of you provide any justification for your actions, or should I just have you both locked in a cell and throw away the key?"
Amm-Fibian
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Sat 8 Mar 2014
at 11:59
Re: E4S3 - Multinational Investigation Bureau HQ - Ian
"The justification is Justice. The sea is under attack with criminal intent. The villains of Amphora could not be allowed to commit crime against the sea and it's denizen without punishment. How would that look to the kingdoms below?"
Amm-Fib'ian looks through the various items on the directors desk with interest.
"Perhaps some of the participants took to military action, but I assure you Director, the Detective and I simply investigated, and, finding evidence, made arrests."

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DainXB - GM
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Sat 8 Mar 2014
at 22:30
Re: E4S3 - Multinational Investigation Bureau HQ - Ian
Ian:
Director Winkler nods. "You did manage to capture MAKO--a wanted fugitive. The US Navy will want him back, or at least his gear." He adjusts the angle of the pens in his marble desk-set, thinking. The pens are an old-fashioned touch on a thoroughly modern computerized surface. Given the touch-sensitive nature of that surface, there's very little clutter on the desk; a silver sculpture reminiscent of both a rocket and an airplane sits on one corner, arcing above a circular baseplate. On the other side is a dark mahogany wood box with a brass gauge set into the front, beneath the latch.

The Director continues. "Investigation, as you pointed out, is the key. It's what we do here. What we don't do, gentlemen, is go haring off without solid leads and solid fieldwork." He pauses, then addresses Nate directly. "Nevertheless, results are results. Hmmph. Jones, you've never had the reputation of being a loose cannon before--don't let your civilian associates lead you into bad habits."

He leans toward you. "Mister... Amm-Fib'ian; you've been very helpful to the Bureau in the past. Jones' reports have indicated that your skills as a detective and as a scientist are extraordinary. Perhaps you could be of further assistance, if you're willing..."