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(Setting) New Years Party 2
| (my comment just had to fill up that last slot...)
| (Lmao it's okay, it was well deserved
> pats)
| ( Lmao! First max limit! \o/ )
| > Thomas Shelby nods, a face that never smiles somehow agrees positively with Aethia.
"Well.. With my company officially able to do business in Glitch tomorrow, since we'll have a building.. And work force set up, I'd be happy to propose that, if there's anything you need your hands on, we can get it for you."
> Thomas glances over to Aethia a quick second before returning focus to the fireworks.. Once more.
| (SoF, congrats on the amazing writing by the way, really made me want to kill Ada)
| (Anyway...)
"How much longer till you come to the same conclusion? That we are only killing the innocent just for our own gain. all that guilt gets to you. How Much longer till Shepard realizes he doesn't need you."
>AnoMeat keeps his head down. gun still in his hands. Trembling.
| > Practically glowing with gratitude she grins brightly at Thomas. It was visually clear that she was extremely happy to have his assistance.
"Thanks so much! With your help the Safe Zone Effort is that much closer to leaving people better than we left them!"
> She turned her head back up at the fireworks and giggled a little when she heard Bryan swear a bit when one of the fireworks he thought was a dud suddenly flared out and shot into the sky.
"SWEET JESUS!" < He'd yelp.
| > Thomas nods.
"Anything for this city.. Almost as bad as Birmingham, per say, but, anything for a friend."
> He keeps the first part to his self, a soft chuckle at the scene Bryan has made.
| > Ada keeps her eye focused on him, searching.. Searching, until finally, she speaks with her normal, cocky grin.
"You must get your people right, before you throw around claims of whose being used."
> She holds her shaking steady, not breaking eyesight with him.
"This Shepherd of Fire.. You're right next to him. The one you speak to on the board is only a representative of the corporation."
| "The very personal gain is thw reason we kill the innocent, isn't it? That.. That's the point of the process."
| > June lumbered over to the black van. His long coat folded and over his shoulder. His dress shirt ruffled and out of place. He'd had a couple of drinks...smelt of alcohol. He looked roughed up. When he saw Thomas his gaze lowered slightly...then the towering Lilim wandered over to Aethia's side.
"Sorry fer takin' s'long. Thought I'd 'ave a drink 'n wound up gettin' caught up in a bar fight. Had t'pry a lune off'a 'nother one 'n got clocked fer me trouble."
> The Lilim laughed.
| "Yet you do not seem fit to do your job... You do not feel the blood of the people on your hands... Calling yourself a shepherd, leading the sheep to the slaughterhouse with no shame."
>AnoMeat stops shaking, tightening his grip on his gun until you can see the whites in his knuckles.
| > Aethia looked up when June joined them and looked relieved. She heaved a heavy sigh and huffed.
"You giant oaf...You have no idea how scared I was for a second, there! The riots just passed and you disappear in some dark alley?! Honestly..."
> A pause.
"I didn't know you and Thomas were friends. Granted I just met Mister Shelby in the first place."
> June managed to suppress his pause. He glanced at Thomas though and heaved a slow, easy going shrug.
"Th'world's pretteh small."
| "Giant oaf's right."
> Thomas doesn't look back.
"Say, if you don't mind, I'd like to borrow June again sometime, if you don't mind, Aethia."
| > With sudden silence, Ada's smile is all but existing, her entire stature changing at the words AM recited.
| >June's expression immediately darkened, but he relaxed and heaved a heavy sigh. A slow easy going mask of a grin framed his features, his mop-like hair climbed over his gaze.
Aethia hadn't looked in his direction, she was entranced by the fireworks at the moment...
"June's a grown man. Just so long as he doesn't shirk his duties and come to work on time---or at least lets me know ahead of time if he needs to be off doing something, I'm fine with it."
| "Just..Please you both be safe, okay?" > Aethia added gently with a slight glance.
> June glanced at Thomas and lifted his chin a bit.
"Borrow me? Am I a sone nee disk now?"
> He joked with honest humor...though curiosity did honestly play on his tone. He wondered what the man had in mind after what he saw.
| > Thomas shakes his head, seemingly enjoying the humor.
"No, no.. Actually, I wanted to see if you'd help me move something I've found over here awhile ago, while I've ran off with that girl. It seemed a bit fragile, wanted to get it to a safer area."
> The hints are more than subtle, clear as day. Thomas begins walking back towards the alleyway, signaling for June.
| "And yes, we'll be plenty, Aethia."
> Thomas adds quickly before he's out of earshot.
| "You.. You got it.."
> She murmurs only lightly at first to AnoMeat.
| >June stuffed his hands in his pockets and called out to Bryan.
"Don't blow yer 'ead off, Bryan!"
"AAAH SHUDDU--*Fireworks!*
> Aethia laughed and turned to look at the two and they disappeared back toward the bar. Her eyes lingered on them both for a moment before she pulled herself back into the van and relaxed while watching the sky.
> June slowly walked after Thomas with his hands still stuffed in his pockets. He quietly followed with his gaze already set on their destination.
| "Y'mind if I smoke, June?"
> Thomas lowers his pace, wanting to stay relatively close with him, mostly for conversation.
| >AnoMeat waits a bit longer, his hand seeming wanting to move the gun to her temple. Give the woman her dying words.
| "Please tell me, you understand what I mean.. You've hit it perfectly."
> Ada sits to a knee, trykng her hardest to come up off the wall.
| "I do. I just don't want to anymore."
>AnoMeat sees her struggling, and helps her stand. He drapes her hand over his shoulder.
"Any last requests?"
| >AnoMeat cocks an eyebrow.
"No?"
| (uhhhh.... SoF?)
| (Terribly sorry about that, I looked over from my phone and suddenly I was out.)
| > Ada leans back and hits the wall again, shaking her head with a thought.
"Why ruin the fun?"
| "Because last time, fun killed my squad. Goodbye Ada."
>AnoMeat raises his gun, puts it to her temple, and fires.
| >Replying to the very amused (but also very drunk) blonde from last thread..
| > Thomas looks back to June, sighing as they approach the ally.
"Look, what happened wasn't necessary, I know. But it's what I do for a livin', if I ever ask for ya' help, don't count on having to do that kind've work, but expect it. We're just going to see if everything turns out, I still need to find my boy."
> Rounding the corner, he stops at the sight of AM and sighs, shouting.
"Ano! What the fuck?"
| >AM sees Thomas shout, but doesn't listen. He cycles the action on his gun, and begins dragging Ada to the van that was supposed to pick her up.
| > Thomas curses and begins running after him.
"Hey! Ano, fucking.. Stop, will ya'?!"
| >AnoMeat has seen some shit recently. be it Ada. be it Elliott. In Fact, he has seen a lot. He can hear Thomas shout, but he cant hear hat he says. he drops a flashbang on the ground. He can't have people stop him now, He is so close.
| "Son of a bitch.."
> Thomas falls back trying to cover his eyes, completely blinded in the snow.
| >AnoMeat lays Ada in the back of the van. He sits down next to the driver of the van.
"Job is done. Ada is safe in the back of the van. Lets drive back."
| >AnoMeat thinks about what the representative said on that one thread.
>"You have 24 hours to make peace."
>How how many hours has is been? Has he been given peace yet, away from sin?
| > The driver, although weary of Ano, doesn't say a word. Instead taking off, and disappearing with the van.
|
| "The Shepard demands e get a move, we have a tail."
>AnoMeat lies to the driver. He looks around for a gun to use once they arrive.
| >June quite literally picks Thomas up like a bag of potatos and attempts to run after AM. Seemed Thomas' weight didn't matter much to him, surprising nobody, considering his size. Earlier when the flash bang went off his senors were adjusted to reduce the load of light with the speed of a high powered DSLR. The only problem was he still wasn't as many steps ahead as Thomas...that driver was going to have to book it *Now* if June was to be avoided.
| >>94528
>He sounds dismayed.
"I don't know! Maybe I prioritize other's feelings over getting laid?"
| "Ah shite...S'why I should 'o got those leg enhancements." > June swore before slowing and looking to Thomas.
"Got a car?"
| >AnoMeat moves from the front to the back, getting ready to take a shot at June's... Leg. He has to remind himself not to kill, but to maim. After all, All the blood on his hands makes it hard to aim.
| "Yeah, yeah.. I remember what she said beforehand. Why don't we get some wings 'fore we bail? Sure someone's gotta be open today before daylight."
> The driver turns the van towards a neon light.. A fast food place? He remains totally relaxed through out.
| > Thomas nods, he points to a car not but a left, as a few of his men had to park away from the bar buildings.
"They leave they're keys in all the time, let's go."
| >AnoMeat stops aiming at June, and starts aiming at the driver.
"And should we also let her die?"
>AnoMeat mocks the idiot.
| >>94579
>He turns a sharp left, practically leaving a dent in the street in the process, and leans to fly right to the car. He helped Thomas inside the passenger's seat and took the drivers, for obvious reasons. While overclocking his physical dexterity for just a few seconds he started the car, put it in reverse, and turned it while the rush of movements eased back into normal speed.
"What's gottin in to yer friend? 'E is still yer friend, righ?"
> The car faced forward and flew.
| "Woah.. The hell's gotten into you?"
> The driver, having been obvlious to the chase of the two on foot.
"I'm pretty sure I got the damn instructions right, what's got you wound up? Did you forget already?"
| > June is now tailing AM, or at least trying to, with the car and burning up the fuel while he's at it.
"Make sure yeh give yer buddy 200 zeni for gas 'ater."
| > Thomas shakes his head.
"We've all got our quirks. Whatever has 'em, isn't good for us right now.. And yeah, as long as he doesn't hit me with one of those damn bullets of his."
> Thomas makes sure to ready his Webley before keeping it in his holster, watching out the window as things happen quickly.
| "We don't have time to forget. New Plan. We got a tail, if they catch us, all will be for nothing."
>AnoMeat points the gun away from the driver, back to the car chasing them. And fires at the engine.
| "Greatest fucking new years, ay?"
> The Driver sighs and speeds up, beginning his defensive driving.
| "Do we have any guns in here?"
>AnoMeat oblivious to the small talk from the driver, starts scanning the van.
| "Ah shite!"
>June was lucky. They passed a working street light and it hit AM just right. He let his foot off the gas and slammed the breaks to try and make the car a smaller target and 'widen' AM's shot when he saw him take aim. It was nearly too late because the bullet skimmed the roof of the engine's cover and tore through the tip of one of the windshield wipers before a nice crack in the window started and bullet found itself laying in the backseat.
"Fuckin' realleh?"
| "Guns? This is my fuckin' work truck, If someone spilled water in this thing, there'd be a fuckin' riot."
> He takes a sharp right.
" Ask Ada, she said she'd be unarmed, but you never know with her."
| "So why're we savin' a broad yeh knifed up 'n wrecked th'nee caps 'o? M'still confused 'bout that."
| >AnoMeat cycles the action on his handgun, and takes aim again.
| (I'm.. a bit confused.)
"The hell was that? Yeah theres a pistol somewhere in the toolbox."
| >>94703
(good)
>>94701
"'Cause this broad is the closest I can get to knowing where my son Charlie is. There's a few rules to the way I do business, and, eh.. Apparently all of them was just thrown out the fuckin' window."
| > Thomas reels out the window and aims his gun, firing back at Ano and the van.
"T'hell with it."
| "Ah, Jesus Christ. Cannae get some suppression fire, then? Bastards 'bout to shoot 'gain!"
> The large Lilim complained.
"Wanna make a note 'ere, I am NOT 'at 'ard teh hit with a gun!"
| "Yes good! Let's 'ive closer then." > June hit the gas again to close distance and try to turn and drift to keep up. It...was a bit impressive how used to this he seemed.
| "This will do. Are we close to HQ?"
>A bullet grazes Ano. It doesn't matter. He has to right his wrongs.AnoMeat takes another shot from his handgun at the car, taking care to to shot the Lilim or Thomas, and stashes away the one he just found.
| (Its supposed to say "Taking care not to shoot the lilim or Thomas.")
| "HQ? Now I know your just fucking with me mate. You know we're not to go anywhere near on beh-"
> He immediately stops, glaring back at Anomeat through the mirror. With a quick second guess of himself, the man brakes hard and turns the Van, sliding to a halt at a corner.
"You're not.. N-No."
> He quickly takes the keys out and opens the door, pushing himself out of the van.
| ( I've gotta run to work. Thomas you can control June from here. Just don't kill 'em. xD Aethia would cry over June even if he's a Lilim and would just show up to work the next day. )
| (Gotcha lmao xD Will take care)
| >AnoMeat exits the car. He reloads his gun, throwing his spare mag at the back of the driver's head.
"Did I say you can leave?"
| >>94573
>The blonde suddenly goes silent, her eyes continuing to stare down at nano.
"...feelin's?" >She says, softly,
"...hell, why do ya think people get laid in the first place-"
>Her ears perk up; she looks back toward the entrance to the bar.
"Ey, was that a gunshot just now, or am ah still drunk as shit?"
| "You're not one of us, you fuck!".
> He winces at the sudden pain, holding the back of his head as he runs away.
| ( One more post.)
"W-What th'fuck! OH SHITE!"
> June noticed too late and slammed the breaks to try and avoid smashing into the van. The car skidded and sparks flew off the roof of the trunk. AM hit the car that time...and June was too busy struggling to control the vehicle.
"FUUUCK!"
| "Hey hey, right there, right there."
> Thomas gets June to come to a halt in front of the van, watching the driver escape. Thomas gets out first, letting the Lilim take his time if he needs to and approaches the back of the van.
| (Oof I was slowww)
| >AnoMeat turns to see the car heading towards the van. Good thing the driver is a runner, or AnoMeat would have not been able to right his wrong.
>AnoMeat shoots the man in the leg, disabling him.
| > Thomas nearly throws his gun out the window as he holds onto the dash, trying to keep from thrashing about in the sudden movement of the car.
"Mental fucking note.. work on sudden stops.."
| >Flashing lights, a robotic voice- up in the air, you watch as a police spinner turns a corner, hovering in mid air.
| >The letters G.C.P.D. are emblazoned on the side as it floats above the chaos.
| > With both vehicle stopped, Thomas gets out of the car, rather reluctantly, and begins for the back of the van. He opens the doors and stands silent seeing the inside. June follows up shortly, watching Thomas and the police spinners a bit before speaking.
"Tha's n't a g'thing, is't?
| >AnoMeat ignores the police spinner. He gets the driver's phone in his back pocket, and begins to leave. He begins to speak to himself.
"Cain. Plan A Failed. Open and get me addresses. send copies to Thomas."
>Once that is said, AnoMeat begins to go down an alleyway, In to the maze that is GC.
| >A searchlight pops out of the vehicle as it nears, flashing down upon both vehicles.
"This is the G.C.P.D. You are in violation of Noise Ordinance 2/b.3A. Power down your vehicles and prepare for interrogation."
| >It does not notice AnoMeat get away.
| "No.. No it isn't. June, you've just arrived on scene, haven't cha'?"
> He looks to the bigger man, obviously confusing him.
"Yeah, that's right. Y'saw me crash into the back o' this van 'cause he suddenly stopped on the corner, I couldn't see 'em, ay?"
> He watches June's reaction for a bit, knowing this isn't the best lie, but he nods with agreement.
"Ye', I 'as just walk'n, head'n back to Aethia n' this happened?"
> June looks to Thomas to see if this is correct.
| > Thomas sighs and nods, looking up to the spinner.
"The fuckin' vehicles are off. Get down here, there's a dead body for christ's sake."
| >The police spinner touches down and two officers in flak vests appear from underneath the vehicle's "winged" doors.
>One man looks like he doesn't even want to be here right now, while the other blinks sleep out of his eyes as he approaches, one hand on his holster.
>Upon seeing the mess, he yawns.
"Let me guess. Driving under the influence?"
| "Under the influence, huh? Where'd ya' make that theory?"
> Thomas looks to the Officer, placing his hands in his pockets.
| "Ah thi'n it's 'cause ehm, well, t'other guy fled a min't ago."
> June looks back the direction AnoMeat ran.
| (SoF, Can I safely say that we got data off the driver's phone?)
| >The officers take down your mundane information, or whatever information you gave them, anyway.
"It's New Years. This is the fourth case of reckless driving and/or someone getting geeked tonight," >One of them mutters.
| "Why don't you just take bribe and go home, like most officers back n' the day?"
> Thomas turns and begins walking to the van, opening the doors fully so he can climb in and see to what's left of Ada.
| >AnoMeat receives a message from Cain, with the location to HQ attached, AnoMeat forwards the address of the HQ to Thomas, with a message.
"Forgive and forget."
| >>94776
"Cause bribes don't matter much when just about everyone's doin' them, ye?" >The cop says, moving over to the vehicle.
"I'll also 'forget' that you even offered that, but thanks, its flattering."
| >>94723
>Nano looks away, unable to handle the staring any longer. He tries to make it seem as if he’s just grabbing his glass to take a drink, but his nervousness is obvious.
“Not /that/ kind of feeling,”
>Nano interjects in between sips.
“The- ….”
>He only stops to register what he just heard. The glass is a little emptier now and is held to rest on his pant leg.
“..A little bit of both.”
| "Most razorboys just talk with their chrome," >The other mutters, heading back to the car. He returns with a small pitcher and a bunch of small cups.
"Coffee?"
| >A purple-haired Lilim enters the bar and looks around.
"She should be around here somewhere..."
| >The officers near the van...
| >>94786
"Hell. Never a dull moment in this place." >She continues drinking, but slower this time.
"Kinda wish mombot and the others were here. But ah'm proud." >She sniffs.
"Sis is finally getting the goods."
| "Most.. What's your names, officers? I would, actually like to thank you for coming out and, well.. Being here."
> Thomas checks pockets, pulse just for the fun of it, and looks at the wound upon her head.. Correction, wounds. June gladly accepts a cup of coffee.. Only of course, if the officer was offering to him, then he'd grab a second for Shelby.
| > Nothing of particular interest. A paper with writing, blood ghosts through her, but still exits her body through wounds. Can you guess?
| >>94795 >>94791
>Before he has a chance to speak again, someone familiar enters the fray. He turns on his seat to look over at where Merc's calling.
| >As it would turn out, the officers were offering coffee to everyone on the scene.
"Name's Smith. My deputy is Lance," >The tired one says as he sips from his paper cup. He looks inside the van's open doors absentmindedly.
"...Sir, I'll have to ask you to step away from the vehicle and the victim."
| >Nym walks over to Nano and Merc.
"There you guys are."
| >>94813
>Nano chooses this time to drink the remainder in his glass in one go, waving also afterwards.
| > Thomas takes a second to react before standing, turning to him.
" Smith aye? Alright, Officer Smith. I've got a personal request for the victim. If you can get it to Saint Homura's within the hour.."
> He stops to think for a second.
" Maybe it'll do you better to leave your deputy with the traffic stop. Or get your deputy to take it to the hospital."
| > As Thomas exits the van, June comes up, a bit curious.
"Er.. Hos'ital? D'n a bo'ee go straight t' ee Eza'miners?"
| >>94813
>The blonde suddenly runs over and gives the lilim a very obnoxious hug, spilling what's left of her drink in the process.
"It's been so long mumbutts! It feels like months since we've had any real character interaction that wasn't fluff!"
| "A dead one, yes, June. But see when one is dead, and one has been dying for awhile, and is shot through the head.. There's a difference."
> Thomas glances to June before back at the officer.
"So? Hospital's only a few blocks out."
| >>94860
>The officer shrugs.
"What's one more corpse in the morgue..." >He says as they enter the van.
| "Thank you, officer. We promise no more trouble from here."
> Thomas taps the van lightly, accepting the coffee from June.
"Ah, that'a boy. Now, anything in particular we need to do from here?"
> Obviously knowing what to do, Thomas sits leaning against the car he was in, the one 'he' crashed.
| >In way of answering, he pushes a plastic sheet into your hands- a ticket with a 2000z fine.
"Certified credstick only, chummer," >The cop says as they walk away, carting the dead Jane Doe,
"Happy New Year."
| > Thomas watches them leave, putting the paper comfortably in his coat pocket before turning to June.
"Alright, well.. Sorry this wasn't as helpful to her as we thought. But, ehm.. I would like your company sometime. You've proven better use to me than some of my boys, and I'd like to ask your assistance on.. Less violent actions, be it. Other than that, You are free to go back to Aethia. Don't want to be worryin' her, lad."
| > With a quick nod, June sighs and shakes hands with Thomas Shelby.
"I'd b' glad t'help with you, Thomas. That w's a bit.. Vi-olent, 'es. But sure. I'll see ya' 'round."
> With that, he parts from Thomas, who decides to smoke a bit as he heads back home for the night.
| >Nym returns the hug and rubs her back.
"It's good to see you too. How are you? You haven't been drinking too much, have you?"
| >>94928
>Nym just looks at her for a moment before reaching over and pinching her cheeks with both hands.
"You're full of drek sometimes, you know that?"
| >>94931
"Heee hee..." >She says, smiling wide.
"Hol' on... since when did you talk street like me?"
| >>94928 >>94926
>There's muffled chuckling in the background. Nano pulls his sleeve away from his mouth, now trying to work on keeping a straight face.
| >Nym glances away momentarily.
"Well with all the shady types we deal with, it was only a matter of time before I started to pick some up. That and well, maybe you're rubbing off on me."
| >>94940
"Pfffttt HAHAHAHAHA!" >Mercury laughs, tears forming in her eyes.
"Me, rubbin' off on ya... didn't see that coming."
| >>94942
>He can't seem to manage it, and some form of a smile continues.
"Better than I thought I would."
| >>94956
"Well, that's good. Despite all the chaos, everyone deserves to enjoy the holiday somehow."
| >>94960
"Don't need a holiday to enjoy something," >Mercury says, letting go and heading back to her seat.
"Tho in geekboy and Jia's case, I guess it'll do."
| >>94969
>Nym follows Merc over and finds a seat of their own.
"They having a romantic night or something?"
| >>94971 >>94970
"Oh, don't worry.. She ensured it when she smacked their heads together."
>..Someone's a little more talkative.
| >>95242
"Speaking of, Nym..." >Mercury begins, oddly sober,
"Ah have a... What ah mean to say is..."
| >>95275
"When we finally... well, when ah finally get off this rock... ya know, into space and shit," >She scratches the back of her head,
"Would you like to come with?"
| >>95288
>Nym's eyes widen slightly, obviously caught off guard by the question.
"You... want me to come along with you?"
| >>95298
>Nym smiles a bit and thinks for a moment.
"As long as you'll stay around long enough for us to make sure everyone's safe, I don't see why I wouldn't tag along..."
| >>95305
>Mercury smiles, then tilts her face so her bangs cover her face for a bit. She rubs her eyes, and embraces you again.
"Thanks, Nym."
| >>95308
>Nym pulls her in close and rubs her back a bit.
"Don't mention it. Though, unless you know a damn good engineer wherever we're headed to next, I'm probably gonna have to twist Zolka's arm to get him to move since he's the only guy that has my schematics."
| >>95339
"Eh? Nooo... that would be Engy. Person ah'm thinking of was a mechanical genius in her own right, though."
| (Used up all my thread I see.. just crazy guys)
| (Sorry! AM had a mental breakdown. -AM)
| >>95425
>Nym frowns but decides to refrain inquiring further. The lilim raises their own glass.
"To the new year."
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