//Jerry Red Max\\

---In the hours before the meeting---


Red gave the phone a weird look as the message was transmitted to him. "3 hours eh?" Red said to it. He then put it back on its jack and turned away as if to go. Red still had other stuff to do, besides, three hours wasn't really easy to bide by sitting on ones ass. Red would have to occupy is time with. He was just about to exit back into the club interior when the phone rang behind him.


Red turned around, staring at it. "Hm. Maybe it's that guy again. . ." Red thought, assuming that the Merc had called him back up for whatever reason. He picked up the phone and put it to his ear, "This is the Red Devil Club and Bar what's your order of business?" Red said choosing a more ambiguous greeting to the person on the other end.


---During the meeting---



After the conversation with Jeremy Red had resumed being the floor manager for people in the club. The place was still a mess after the previous night, so Red took it upon himself to whip up some men to do what the lazy janitors couldn't. Needless to say, some people were fired that day. Regardless Red expected a call any second now, which is what he received exactly. The merc was here. Meanwhile, back on the roof the guards ushered in the merc, following him inside, guarding the helipad door and the stairs. Red was already there waiting for him when he entered the second floor guest balcony. He may have noticed the balcony was devoid of all life except Red, who sat with cigar in his mouth in a table, and Tommy who stood behind him, a large steel brief-case at his feet. Red knew privacy was key for such matters. Still, the look on Red's face could of been described as, 'mischievous' .


Red gestured towards a chair as the merc entered. "Please. Take a seat Mr. . .Markus."

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*WHAT I THOUGHT I'D DO WAS PRETEND I WAS ONE OF THOSE DEAF-MUTES*

-Jeremy Cornwall Phone Call

"Red Max. It's me Jeremy. What the fuck have you gotten me into? Someone just blew my fucking office up, man. Do you know who the fuck this Selfish Gentleman is? What the fuck is going on?" Jeremy blurted into the phone without taking a breathe. The pain in his head peaked as he sat in the washroom. Feeling light headed he leaned against the wall waiting for Jerry Red Max to respond.

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///Jerry Red\\


"Ok first of all, calm the fuck down," Red said into the phone. So it was the stiff Jeremy. The guy handled most of Red's profits as well as a few other brothels, he was good at his work, but Red still did not like the guy. Always telling Red to quit dealing drugs or the stocks will go out, when the police eventually find them. As if that would happen. Still, Jeremy was obviously loose in the head if honestly thought Red would appreciate such talk. Business-man or no Red would not hesitate to "take care" of Jeremy if he proved too annoying.


"And second of all, don't you ever refer to me like that you little shit. Know your place, I'm not your fucking friend. Capeesh?" Red said, in an angry whisper. Red had no idea what Jeremy was all worked up about, but he'd be fucked if he thought he can go on a tangent with Red. Red then waited for a response before he would help Jeremy. Respect was the largest rule of thumb anyone would have with such people like Red.

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*WHAT I THOUGHT I'D DO WAS PRETEND I WAS ONE OF THOSE DEAF-MUTES*

Jeremy Cornwall -Phone Call

He slide down the wall. "Capeesh. Do you know anything about some guy called 'The Selfish Gentleman?' He is probably behind this." He had forgotten Red was an uptight ass a lot of the time. I should called one of the others first, but Red deals in drugs as well, so logically it would be him. Calm down Jeremy. Calm down. Breathing a little more calmly he spoke into the phone again, "I think he blew up my office. Someone blew up my office, but I'm pretty sure it was him. I dunno if it has anything to do with you, sorry about jumping to conclusions. Do you know anyone I could call to help me find this guy? "

Mina Dupuis - Watching news at 6

She lay in the hospital gown watching the news. The captioning was on so she was able to keep up. "... Now onto news of the explosion downtown. Police investigators are saying that it was not an accident, but was instead a terrorist attack. From what we know a business firm was targeted, and 6 are dead with 4 injured. The police shall continue their investigation, but the city is becoming more and more dangerous with terrorist attacks occurring more and more frequently. Now onto weather..." Well that was short, Mina thought. Wait 4 injured? That means someone else survived.

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Kitsun and Drake walked slowly into a hidden "sanctuary" where he saw several rooms made up for the main group, whom he assumed would be those of the resistance, and then several smaller area's for rescued hybrids to stay temporarily (like his fox holes)

Kitsun was introduced to a one Dr.Damien, he was also told of 3 other hybrids that were to be back soon, A bear hybrid named Harrison, a recruit Samuel (like Kitsun himself), and a rabbit Hybrid named Blake all currently out on missions and being "recruited"

Kitsun was told to go into one of these rooms and "unpack" or as he heard it remove your disguise and weapons, we're all friends here

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I'm good with computers, that is all

"Hmm selfish gentlemen. . .I think I've heard of him." Red mentioned, genuinely oblivious to the news. In fact off all the things on his list, news was fairly low on it. In fact Rec dould hardly remember the last time he watched the news, what he got was mostly off of the thugs off the street, and their was certain information they knew, that no normal news station knew about.


Of course Red knew exactly who the selfish gentlemen was. But he didn't care for someone who posed no threat to Red. Obviously this man was now a threat to Red's assets with this new bout of mischief.


"You know, funny thing you called. You see from what I've heard, no one knows just who this guy is, all they know is that he thinks he's some sort of hero, but don't worry it's nothing that a few street-men can't find out if they put their ears to the floor, got it? As for the bombing. . . you see, he's no threat to us, at all, or well, he used to be no threat to us, until now that is. I'll be sure to give this guy a little surprise if I find out who he is. It will only be a matter of time before we get the jump on him."


"Oh and I was also thinking of hiring a mercenary, the real deal, this guy is armed to the teeth, but he's going to have nothing to do with this gentlemen stuff unless he gets at me directly. I can see me using him in the future, maybe for him, but for now I have my own business to attend too hell I'm feeling nice, I'll ask that merc if he can find out anything about this guy on the side. . .need anything else?" Red said to Jeremy. Obviously what Red lacked in kindness he made up for in information. Being on the underside of things had its perks, Red loved his job. . .

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*WHAT I THOUGHT I'D DO WAS PRETEND I WAS ONE OF THOSE DEAF-MUTES*

Kala Porter - Away From the Bar ~ Silly, Silly Me

Yes sir! Kala got away from the bar as fast as she could, pulling off her apron. She walked away very fast, taking a side hallway and getting to Red's room as fast as possible. I'm here to see Matilda. Red sent me.
As she was let in she rushed over to Matilda, Are you alright? she started checking the girl for injuries. You shouldn't have run like that. That's a bad idea. She smiled at the girl, unseen through her mask. It's not so bad here dear. Even the escorts are happy... though they're drugged out most of the time so I could be wrong... She blinked; realising something, I'm sorry. I haven't introduced myself. I'm Kala Porter. I'm, well, I guess you could call me your personal maid as well as a barmaid.

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You... you really don't get it... do you? I... I love him... I'd die with him. Or for him. That's what you do... how you feel when you love someone. - Impulse

Jeremy Cornwall

Lying on the floor of the bathroom he heard Red Max's explanation of the guy as his vision started clouding. "Ya. Thanks Red Max. Sorry again. Maybe Mina will know someone...." He mumbled into his cellphone before completely passing out. He lay in the bathroom stall for a few minutes before a nurse came in to check on him. Rushing to his side, the nurse checked his vitals, as he called in another nurse and a doctor.

15 minutes later

Jeremy woke up in his hospital bed again. He could have sworn he was just in the bathroom though. "What just happened...?" he looked around the room confused. "Sir you passed out in the bathroom. We've brought you back to your room and we are gonna keep you under observation overnight. We've asked your family to leave, but they will be returning tomorrow." "No." "I'm sorry sir, you have to stay the night." "No, not that. That is fine. No, I don't want my family coming back in here. She's pregnant and tomorrow they are doing an ultrasound and I just don't want to deal with her right now."

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Severus glared at Dominico and spoke lowly, but all three could hear him. “I am not like you, I don’t get my kicks from hurting innocent people, it’s people like you who cause all this shit. You, with your pretentious bullshit,” he hissed at the older man, placing himself between Domenico and Samuel. “And you’ll never get that bear you want, he’s a slippery bastard and he will kill you if you go after him. And there are those who would help him kill you. And the bear can and will change the world. He will shake it’s foundation.” Severus slid his thumb nervously across the blade of his knife, not noticing when blood began to run down his fingertips. Fuck, fuck, fuck, the albino thought frantically, This is getting sharp.

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Patrick looked at Claudia while Rikka ranted that ‘of course, you have a birthday, we’ll either get the date from the agency or make one up for you’. The poor girl had no idea what was coming for her, but there was nothing he could do for her. His heart felt heavy as he watched the innocent Hybrid. “When shall your party start Miss Dnais?” Patrick asked politely.

“Very soon,” Rikka replied, and began to pull Claudia toward the Ballroom, “This way.” Patrick followed the sadistic woman solemnly, knowing Ian would follow.

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Alexander 'Alex' Chance - Alleyway

"Tsk, tsk, such anger will only make things worse here, Mr. Blake", Alex said as he kept the door open and stood by it. As Hobs and Blake stopped talking, he let out a sigh and entered the shop through the back door. As he walked in with Samuel, he said to himself with a sigh, "Such people are bad for business". All the while, Alex had been thinking to himself about what Blake had said. Interesting...

Alexander 'Alex' Chance - At the back of the shop

"You're lucky", Alex said as the machine was set onto a table. Alex and Samuel were in a small kitchen at the back of the store, often used to spruce up tea for customers. Alex knew all too well about the machine that laid before him and he also knew that it wasn't particularly broke even though it had half of itself seemingly snapped off. On the side was a panel and Alex opened it up to reveal a small screen, like the one's on a camcorder.

"I think", he started, "that this scanner here isn't broken", he pointed to the machine. It had looked as if it had snapped in half but it was actually detached from the other part. Holding it, Alex snapped the two back together, revealing that it looked like a gun. Snapping it back open, he said to Samuel, "See this part here?", he pointed at the empty chamber of the machine, "I think it's suppose to have some battery like a D-cell here and it powers the scanner". Alex set the gun down again and went into the store for a minute, coming back to the kitchen with a gray colored 'battery'.

"Okay, here goes nothing", Alex inserted the 'battery' and snapped the machine back together. The panel on the side started beeping and glowed up to display a sort of radar. Closing the screen back, he set the machine down onto the table and said to Samuel with a smile, "Well, now that that's settled. I'll get that food for you".

Alex turned on the microwave and inserted a plate of the salmon. As the microwave began heating up the food, he turned around, looked at Samuel and said with a smile, "Oh, and tell Raf I said Hi to him for me, will you?", he paused for a second and added, "Also, tell him I said thanks for the delivery"

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Captain of Innuendo Strike Forces & Founder of Innuendo Striking Technique

Obvious glee lit up on her face as her Mistress confirmed she indeed had a birthday causing Claudia to suddenly hug her from the side, that meant... well she wasn’t exactly sure what it meant... but she would definitely endeavour to learn in this party what a birthday was about. It was rather odd though... her fiancé looked very upset as they began to walk to... somewhere, she wondered what was happening to him that made him seem so so sad.

“Sir Patrick... what is wrong?”

As she walked alongside Rikka clinging lightly to the arm guiding her she had turned her head round to look at him, even if not much of her face was visible due to her giant fluffy tail and deep crimson wings blocking visibility. Her tail was probably most difficult to navigate past as it kept twitching side to side standing completely tall as she was so excited by the prospects of what her new life entailed... completely unknowing about the fate that was coming in her future...

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I... am plotting something... he he he he...

Ian raised as Claudia gave him her name, and as their masters continued to walk into the festivities Ian heard, because he was following, Claudia ask his master "Sir Patrick ... What is wrong?" Ian knew this would upset Patrick on the inside although he couldn't tell the real reason, beacuse the reason was right next to him. So whether or not his master decided to answer Ian walked a little faster to catch up to Claudia and wispered in her ear "I mean no ill will but I would refrain from asking those types of questions while your master is around" and with that Ian hung back behind his master as he had been doing before (he's Patrick's gaurdian angel when he can be)

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Patrick looked at the girl. “Nothing, Miss Claudia,” he said softly. “Enjoy your evening.”[/color] You will be getting a wake up call soon enough,Patrick thought sadly, I don’t need to add to that. Patrick looked at Ian and smiled softly. Ian was a very good dog.

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Doc Dame watched Kitsun from outside what was to be the young man’s new room. The boy was thin, probably from being in the wild so long. He probably thinks of us as a lesser evil, he mused, leaning against the boy’s doorframe. “Is there anything you need?” the older man asked softly, knowing that since the boy was a hybrid, he’d have better hearing than most people would.

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<<YES,>> the young adult replied, smiling the older man. <<IT IS THROUGH THE FOREST A WAYS, IT SHOULD NOT BE TOO HARD TO GET TO. >> Harrison picked up Tobias and walked in front of Lazaro and Haegr, knwing the lion would prefer to keep Harrison where he could shoot him if need be. <<AND PLEASE, CALL ME HARRISON. I AM TOO YOUNG TO BE CALLED MISTER JUST YET. >> He smiled easily, his voice projected though the metal device on his arm.

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Kalen looked at the young woman calmly as he continued to clean her. “Because I wish too,” the blonde man said simply to the slave. “Up up.” He turned and pulled a large fluffy white towel toward the Hybrid, waiting for her to stand.

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Severus followed the other two, keeping an eye on the bounty hunter and slipping close to Samuel. Samuel could feel a heavy weight in one of his pockets as the smaller teen hissed at him, quiet enough that Alex couldn’t hear. “Are you stupid? Fuck, always carry a holo with you, physical stuff can only hide you for so long. Someday someone you can’t refuse will ask you to take down that scarf of yours and if you don’t have a holo, you’re fucked over. Fucken’ screwed the dog,” the albino whisper frantically. “Now when we’re done here, I’m takin’ you to a safe-haven, ‘cause obviously you can’t take care of yourself.”

Severus kept his eye on Alex and spoke to the shopkeeper out loud. His voice was cold and he was very snide with the shopkeeper, wanting the older man to dislike him, to get them out quicker. “Sir,” the boy mocked irritatedly, “If there was no anger, no indignity, nothing would change. No one would get the motivation to get things done. And so what if I’m fucken angry, it’s nonee of your business, if I lose my temper.” He bared his teeth and, after slipping the knife back up his sleeve, licked the blood off his hand and began to suck on the wound on his thumb. Good thing I don’t put poison on the blades, unlike someone I’ve met.

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Icarus looked up at Malon, pulling his hands away from his wings and rubbing his rather large nose with his right hand. He shivered as the woman spoke. She’s insane! he thought terrified, You had to grab the attention of the mad one, didn’t you? He looked at his left wrist as she gripped it tightly, and mused in his head, I wonder if she knows I bruise easily. He pinched the bridge of his nose hard enough to bruise and create black eyes as he blinked twice and whispered softly, “I’ll be good, promise.” He shivered again and flinched slightly. I will never be able to fly or escape. I’m doomed.

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Alexander 'Alex' Chance - Kitchen

"On the contrary, Blake. The most remarkable thing about a person is their ability to adapt and survive even if they had to make the most hardest of sacrifices. If you'd like to know, those without dignity may think they have failed but those with sheer will and determination are able to stand up even when they have lost everything", Alex said with a smile as he took out the plate of food and put it in front of the two Hybrids. "I do hope you'll stay and finish this before you two leave", as he finished, Alex walked out and called to Hobs, "You better come in too, I don't like it when my customers aren't treated nicely", Alex seem to give a pause and added, "After all, we still have business to discuss".

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Captain of Innuendo Strike Forces & Founder of Innuendo Striking Technique

Kitsun heard the human (underlined = angered, slanted = thoughts) and said in a calm voice (Kitsun realized to trust him more then the average human because the other hybrids seemed to trust him) "Not really, but I don't really have any other clothes then these (don't worry he washed them everyday) so if you have any extra I wouldn't mind, but if you can't then it doesnt' really matter, and if that would be the case could you tell me where the washing room is? or a water supply I could use?"
during all of this Kitsun had packed away his overcoat, placed the glasses on a dresser, and placed his weapons next to his glasses.

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Cami gave Kalen a look of surprise. She didn’t understand fully why her owner would want to clean the filth she was. It didn’t make sense to her. As she stood up, she moved her hair from her face and flipped it behind her. She winced at the pain it cause her knees to stand. She turned towards Kalen and took her feet out of the bathtub. “You wanted to do this?” She questioned him again. Kalen made her curious, a state she is usually never in.

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"That's my boy." The room became suddenly warmer as Malon gave Icarus a rare genuine smile. Her eyes flickered to his wrist and she grimaced internally. She examined the other bruises, those healing and the ones barely visible, before deducing how long ago he received them. She loosened her rough hold on his wrist but didn't let go.

Instead she brought his wrist up to her eyes, gaze roaming the red marks left by her fingers. She leaned into the appendage, nuzzling it with her nose and the rest of her face. She mouthed the skin, outlining his arm and fingers with her lips. She knew the sensation felt just barely similar to a gentle ghost's touch. But when she reached his inner wrist she nipped roughly at the exposed skin, keeping Icarus still when he jerked at the unexpected assault.

She pulled away, examining the already bruising skin. I expected as much... She brought her other hand to touch the insider of his wrist smoothly, quietly thinking to herself. The skin is soft, breakable with the slightest abusive pressure. Sensitive to the any gentle touch, his body twitches when I'm gentle....

Her fingertips moved languidly up and down his forearm, caressing the bruise on her way up as her knuckles pressed lightly against the skin. When her fingers went down, her nails raked down his arm in a surprisingly non painful way and the back of them made her touch smoother. She watched him shiver again, noting the way his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he closed them. He's responsive....almost unbearably so.... Malon licked her lips. I wonder what he tastes like? She pondered seriously and then stopped herself before her thoughts could go farther south. She sighed, took her hand away and stood off the bed.

"Unfortunately I cannot stay all day with you." She started as she moved towards a bureau, took out some clothes and stripped naked right there. The indigo jacket was pulled over her head, and discarded to the floor as she dressed in a non formal tank top, dress pants and then bent down to pick the jacket back up. She pulled it on and had been talking as she dressed. "I've got...three meetings with private clients and then....a dinner with Red....I won't be back until late."

She moved back towards the bed and kissed him lightly on the cheek. "My hand maid will watch over you. Listen to Marie, eat the food she gives and take a bath before bed. For today you are only allowed to stay in this room so ask Marie to bring you some things you wish to do to pass the time."

She snapped her fingers and Marie was in the room within seconds. Malon lost the warm smile which was replaced by a calculating gaze. "Take care of him for me. I do believe he hasn't eaten anything so go order another maid to bring some breakfast. He doesn't leave your sight, do you understand me?"

The maid bowed obediently before moving to the door and ordering another maid to fetch Icarus his food. Then Marie returned to her employer's side, giving another low bow. Malon stared at her maid with an incredulous gaze before grabbing the woman's chin and lifting Marie to her full height with merely two fingers. Malon stole a deep kiss from the maid before moving towards the door to leave.

She waved goodbye to Icarus, speaking loudly for him to hear her last words. "Don't forget Ica, no trouble. You promised!~~" She finished in a sing-songy voice and then disappeared out the door.

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Perhaps you are asking the wrong questions?

Matilda Brooks – Poor girl, she’s been here too long.

The cat hybrid blinked, “I-I’m fine,” she said, pulling away slightly from Kala’s fussing. Matilda wasn’t entirely convinced by her words either. Not so bad here? That depends on your point of view, she thought bitterly. Certainly it seemed a lot better than the other place she had been before, but…it wasn’t freedom. Matilda knew that no matter how well she was treated, she could never be happy here. But Kala probably didn’t understand that. Matilda looked to her. How long had she been here for? Did she even know what freedom was?

Matilda shook her head. “I don’t want a maid,” she said firmly. “I’ve never had a maid before, and I’m not going to start having one.” She took Kala’s hand in her own. “I just want a friend.” She smiled at the older girl. “And you can call me Mattie, if you like. My friends and family always used to call me Mattie.”

She paused, before asking, “Is he…is he normally like that?” By ‘he’, she was of course referring to Red, and his odd behaviour.


Chame Merkantalte – Looking out from the forest canopy

Somewhere in the forest, a scruffy dark-haired boy was perched in the high branches of a tree. He had his back up against the trunk, lazily resting in a crook between two thick branches. His eyes were closed against the sun, just resting there, silently. He shifted his position absentmindedly; accidently letting his foot slip. He jerked, his shiny black eyes flying open, catching himself just in time before he fell.

I really need to stop doing that, Chame thought to himself. He shook himself, sitting up and looking out at the forest. He was on the outskirts; from his perch he could see the city skyline. He regarded it with a sadness in his eyes. Elvina is still out there, somewhere… The raven boy glanced down, surprised to see that his fist was clenched so tightly, it had gone completely white. He eased the pressure on it, reaching up to a branch somewhere above his head, and unhooked his rucksack from it. He shifted it onto his back, and began the long descent down to the forest floor.

Once the teenager reached the bottom, he checked to make sure his hologram was working. He rolled up his sleeves and gingerly touched his arms. They were still sore from where he had removed his feathers earlier that morning, but they had stopped bleeding, which was good. He rolled the sleeves back down again, and checking he had everything, set off towards the city.

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Hiryu: Doc's bag is a portal. She's actually from another dimension and when she jumped into it, she ended up at a desk with a browser open on this site. That's how she found it.
We have a Doctor Who thread now. Doctor Who threads are cool.

~Samuel Fernandez: Kitchen----How Convienant~

Samuel looked at the piece of machinery in shock, and then looked at Alex. A wave of relief came over him. At least now he wouldn't have to worry about his client getting angry and risking Raf another customer. Although the fact that Alex seemed to know so much about the scanner proved to be suspicious. "Oh, tell Raf I said hi to him for me, will you?" 'Huh?' Samuel thought out of surprise. Also, tell him I said thanks for the delivery. "Wait, hold up!" he cried out, now understanding the situation here. "It was you! You were the one who wanted the delivery!" Samuel paused for a bit, "...Oh, well...that's convenient. I knew the client was around this area, I just didn't think it would be this easy. Usually it would take a lot longer..." Raf would sure be happy to here about this, that's for sure. In fact, this was one of his most successful deliveries thus far, despite the...accident, and the...bounty hunter. Sam smiled, "Sure, I'll pass on your message to him."

After he said that, the Blake guy had whispered something to him that would normally fire someone up, but Sam was different, slow to anger. "Not my fault, dude. I live with what I've got." Sam said in response to Severus's frantic whispers. "But thanks anyways. Appreciate it." Sam didn't find any reason to argue with the guy, it would be a losing battle anyways. Not to mention it would be pretty dumb of him, given that Hobs was still not out of the picture much to his dismay. From the looks of it, not only was this Blake guy tough but easily angered as well. He'd have to make a mental note to not get on this guy's bad side. At least the dude was nice enough to offer him a safe haven to stay, it would give Raf back home less things to worry about. Speaking of Raf, it didn't look like he would be able to pass on Alex's message to him any time soon. Which was a shame, it would've made the old man very happy.

He wasted no time to eat the food Alex offered him. For him, it was an extension of hospitality, which was something he held in high regards. Samuel wasn't about to be rude to this man, especially since he was one of Raf's clients. If there was one thing that would never change, it was his representation of Rafael's Repair Shop. Samuel found Alex to be right about the chocolate milk and Salmon combo. It happened to be delicious. Throughout the entire scene, one would notice that Samuel did not take off his bandanna in order to eat. Instead, he simply lifted it up a bit every time he would have to take a bite. Swallowing another lump of Salmon, he said, "So, if you don't mind me asking, what's the scanner for anyways?"

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Musicmac: "Sam4Books: Always ready to cheer things up with awesome art. Terms and Conditions apply."

-Benjamin Markus-

“You called me. I would like to ask what you need.” Benjamin replied as he sat down.

“If you need someone dead…that’s easy. If you need something blown up…that’s also easy. If you need information by aggressive reconnaissance, I am fine with that. If you need weapons and equipment I can get you them with enough legal documentation to make you kill an entire town and not have the lawyers come after you.”

“And I could not help but notice that while you got a pretty big operation here, a person like you calling me sends a big message to my ears. So…what’s giving you problems?”

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Note to self. Pg541

///Jerry Red Max\\\




"Simple, Mr. Markus. . ." Red said, throwing a newspaper down on the table in front of Benjamin.


"What I'm looking for Mr. Markus, is information." Red said to Markus, leaning back in his chair, the cigar in his mouth bobbing up and down as he spoke.
The newspaper had the title "EXPLOSION AT OFFICE: "HERO" TO BLAME?"


"You see Mr. Markus, what I'd like for you is to simply find out who this man is, where he lives, where he eats, where he goddamn shits. I want you to find him. But I don't want you to kill him, I can do that part on my own. You must understand what kind of operation I run right? I want a man dead, he dies quietly in his sleep, loudly in a fire, or even louder in an explosion. It's that simple when you control the underworld like I do. All I need for that is a name. And before you ask why I'm just sending you out on a recon mission, hold your tongue"



"This is your/our first mission. Think of it as a sort of preliminary act. I want to see for myself, if your as capable as they say they are. I've got much greater things for you in mind Mr. Markus, but first. . ." Red slammed his cigar into the newspaper, a puff of smoke came off the dieing cigar as he did so.

"First I gotta see if you're good. . ."

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/// Tommy Cobb \\\

The large bodyguard stood slightly behind and to the side of Red Max. Tommy's face was stoic, calm, as he watched his boss negotiate. He had been wondering why the boss had called this guy in, Tommy wasn't too great at getting information, he tended not to be able to restrain himself. He smirked slightly as The Devil finished his explanation.

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-Benjamin Markus-

"If you got the money up front...yes." Ben replied.

"Funny thing you should ask about this particular person. Almost nothing is known about this guy except he does stuff out of random. I can visit the scene of the crime if the police haven't messed up the evidence, and interrogate the victim of the latest attack. Any information I find will be forwarded to you via email."

"I will ask my sources about this fellow but until I do...I must inform you must pay an initial fee first."

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Note to self. Pg541

Upon hearing Ian whisper to her... Claudia became upset, her head and tail drooping down to the point that her fluff almost drug along the floor.., she wasn’t sure why he couldn’t speak around her Mistress but she did understand that she had already managed to screw up... and with that would come the inevitable punishment. Opting to not get herself in anymore trouble she just clung lightly onto the arm guiding her into the fancy ballroom that she wasn’t paying any attention to anymore and remaining silent, subdued... back to how she had always been in the facility...

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I... am plotting something... he he he he...

Chame Merkantalte – Somewhere in the city

Chame had been walking along the streets for a while, when he decided to stop for a moment at a café. He sat down at one of the tables just outside it, putting his rucksack down on the seat next to him. He liked the fact that he could blend in quite easily. Always keeping his head low, but being confident enough not to look nervous or out of place. Always wearing plain, boring clothes, nothing too fancy or unique. When you were trying to hide from the world, being unique is the last thing you wanted. In fact perhaps the only thing that stood out about Chame was his rucksack. But Chame waved off any questions of that with the simple fact that he was a traveller. For some, travelling about without a home was a life style. And it wasn’t exactly lying in his case to say it was. After all, the fifteen year-old didn’t have a place to call home. He hadn’t had a proper home since before his parents were taken away…and the nightmare of his life had started.

The concealed hybrid turned his thoughts away from it. Dwelling on the past did nothing to help. It only served as a reminder, a reminder of how much he had stuffed up. How much he’d give to take it all back…How much he had lost.

The young teenager glanced to the next table, and noticing someone had left their newspaper there, casually picked it up and started reading it. His dark ‘human’ eyes travelled immediately to the headline. The word “explosion” instantly caught his interest. He read the story over, the faint trace of a smile on his face. Privately he was impressed. As an avid fan of explosives, he regarded the Selfish Gentleman’s antics as a work of art.

Huh. Now that is someone I’d like to meet, Chame thought to himself with a subtle smirk. Whoever he is, I like this guy.

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