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(Setting) West Port, Section B.
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| (sorry for the late reply)
>A black, nondescript sedan comes to a stop at a nearby road.
>A woman in a greatcoat steps out accompanied by a man in an armored vest carrying a briefcase.
| (nah, its fine)
>Man on the pier raises his head, his right hand instinctively moving towards the weapon holster underneath his jacket. He soon notices the pair, however, and his hand continues its way upwards, resulting in an awkward greeting. Man waves them to come closer.
| >The pair approach, the woman giving a polite bow with a hand to her heart.
| >JoKey nodded, acknowledging the greeting.
"Glad to see you again, miss Ryshlayevskaya. As I promised, here, — >he pointed at the folder in his hand,
— are the copies of our NDA agreement for the rest of your men. 100 in total."
>He raised his hand.
"Now, before you ask, the extra agreements are provided in case something happens to any or all of your operatives while on the job. In this, and only in this case extra copies are to be handed over to their relatives."
| "Once their relatives sign their copies of NDA, you are free to explain in every detail them what happened to your subordinate in question. Extra copies are not to be handed over to your men in advance, I want to make this clear."
>He offered the folder to tha pair.
| "..."
"I see"
>Ferris pauses for a moment considering, then accepts the folder and hands it over to the other man, who stuffs it in his suitcase
"will that be all?"
| (This thread happens on friday)
"Final strategic meeting is scheduled tomorrow, at 0400 pm. Failing to attend until 0420 pm excludes you from your job."
>He put his hands behind his back.
"Unless you have any questions, that will be all."
| "Is this job -only- about protecting the queen?"
"Nothing more?"
| "I'm afraid you misunderstood something, miss Ryshlayevskaya. VIP in person are Her Royal Highness Victoria Augusta Mary, second princess. Her Royal Majesty Queen Helena remains in safety at Buckingham palace."
>JoKey replied, raising a brow.
"And yes, your job will be to take part in security effort, which aims to ensure safety of Her Royal Highness. Do you have any reason to believe otherwise? Was my wording not clear enough when I was explaining the job earlier?"
| "In truth, the cause of my suspicion is the need for such a lengthy period of non disclosure after the completion of the job."
"But I'm satisfied with your answer"
>Ferris takes another polite bow
| "We will reveal a lot about security protocols and codes that are used in protection of the royal family to the people involved in the operation. We will need time to change these after the operation, hence the time period."
>JoKey shrugged, as if he found it obvious.
"Is there anything else?"
| "I see, that makes sense."
"No there is nothing else. Next time we meet will be at the meeting then."
>Ferris nods before turning to take her leave. The car's engine left humming in idle.
| >A man comes out from behind a building moving erratically
No blood dip in westport
Make blood dip in westport
Dip doritos in dip
Fish and chips are weak
Blood doritos forever
>He approaches the three holding whats obviously a knife
| "Until the meeting."
>JoKey nodded, and turned back towards the water, thinking.
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>Ferris and Müller see the man approach, they take out their handguns and take aim at the (probable) illuminacho
| >JoKey turns his head towards the noise. He makes no move to react or take out his gun, curious rather than intimidated.
| >Ferris sees the knife, and decides to pull out a shock baton in her other hand. An armored coat and a shock weapon that outreaches a knife should be enough
"We don't need to make a fuss in westport"
>She says to her companion.
| >The man with a knife makes a sudden but careless rush holding his knife overhead
Illuminacho or die!
| >Ferris extends a thrust with the shock baton towards the man's middle, to catch the man's rush and break his own momentum with a shock stick in the stomach
>Müller steps to the side, now holding out a standard issue knife waiting to support Ferris if her hit would fail
| glhhffkrglhhkrr
>The man gets caught in the stomach and gets shocked and uneventfully falling unconscious
| (lol meme bad guy award)
"Well..."
>Ferris' stance relaxes at the rather quick conclusion as Müller moves to cuff the illuminacho man's hands behind his back
>Ferris continues her way to the car with Müller dragging the body along
| "Maybe we should collect these"
>Muller jokes as she stuffs the body into the back
| >JoKey turns back to the water, losing any interest whatsoever.
| >The black sedan drives off
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| >Cold, fresh air blows over the West Port. Section B, away from the crowded mainland part, is almost completely surrounded by water. At this time there is no people around, only play of the waves breaking the silence.
>On the third pier to the east, stands a lone man in grey suit. He holds a folder filled in papers in left hand. Man looks at the water, lost in thoughts.