Re: Julius, Seize 'Er
"Me? Nah, c'mon, of course not. Ya, seriously, you dressed yourself, dear. I mean, c'mon, it's a really bizarre plan to change your clothes, take your chip, tie you up and toss you into the back of a van that ain't mine. We were at some corp suit party. You were with a fella named Pengrave, who seemed quite smitten with you. Struttin' it up like the corporate elite." he reaches over and moves to unfasten her bindings. Before untying them, he looks her directly in the eyes.
"Anyway, your mannerisms and posture are clearly different than the queen bee joygirl that walloped my buddy good, so that'll work. You were introducing yourself as 'Cleo' and didn't seem to acknowledge 'Val,' so you being you seems close enough to me. Careful, if you're fibbing and you you pull some kinda trick and start spazzing out, I'll cave your nose in with my foot or slit your throat with a bladed playing card or do some other crazy shit to ruin your day before you can even burble out an insult. I'm not normally so terse, but hell, I gotta say, it's been a long fraggin' day." he then unties her. If she just so happened to be an old kung-fu master and wanted to get into some sort of kung fu...hustle inside the interior of the van, well, so be it. Duck would likely *enjoy* that.
"So, as I was sayin, cap'n sleazebag here was your plus one. Not sure how long you've been out, but if it's as long as I'm thinking, you may wanna get tested for sexually transmitted diseases. You were all over whoever looked rich and famous at the party we found you at. I think he was using you as some sort of bimbo, or not-you was usin' him. Who knows." he takes a drag of his smoke and leans back into his seat.
"He didn't double-cross me in particular, he's just an asshole from what I've gathered. We found Freya, who was a bit beat up but is OK, in case you were concerned. Griffin and Cooperman we're trying to track down. Three chips, three alternate personalities, most likely. Cooperman sold y'all out, from what I've been able to gather. We're trying to track these dolts down for a complete payday. As you can see..." he gestures to an unconscious Pengrave, "We'd prefer to utilize the nonlethal approach and avoid wetwork if possible. That said, we can wake him up, untie him, and I can personally beat the literal crap out of him on your behalf if you're itchy for revenge." he shakes his head at Pengrave. If gods were real, they really seemed to know how to make the perfect combination of idiocy and wealth.
"But um, aside from that, I'd appreciate it if you gave me what you can on Griff and Coop. We need to find them, not only because I'm getting paid to, but because they're either in grave personal danger or actively causing it for others, and I'd like to finish the job before either of those things happens. We can bring you home or somewhere safe. Hell, I can bring you underground with me if you want a safe place to stay until this whole shebang dies down. We read a lot of old comics and smoke a shitton of pot down there though, so if that ain't your bag I understand." he then realizes something, and extends a hand to Val for her to shake.
"Ah hell, where'd my manners go? I'm White Duck- kung fu master, handsome guy, chain-smoker, native son of Nawlins, and professional close-up magician, though it ain't the kind of magic most folks think up."
This message was last edited by the player at 20:14, Wed 11 Jan 2017.