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Post by rileywilson on Feb 2, 2012 1:02:06 GMT -5
*I nod. The answer is satisfactory, if a little formulaic. I'm actually distracted a bit by how handsome Vico looks in the evening light and have to get up to pour myself a cup of coffee to clear my head*
Uh, yes, well you should know that Battery City BLI is very hierarchical. Anyone above you must be treated as you would a military commander to a certain extent, unless you are given permission otherwise. You must also take orders from anyone above you, but if you feel that an order directly contradicts BLI policy *I recite* you can report it to the internal security force or, of course, Orwell or me.
You will be given the standard BLI gear, but as a consultant you are not obligated to wear it. You must, however, wear mostly white or black at all times. You can also be issued a weapon if you wish. You'll receive a level B paycheck and assigned an office and apartment. You may also file a request for one of these *I gesture at my apartment in general* which serves as both.
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Feb 2, 2012 1:13:11 GMT -5
*I cross my legs, leaning on one elbow, and nod to his comments. None of it is new, but as my file went, ah, /missing/ some time ago, I can't blame him for not knowing. I wait until he's finished before I speak.* This isn't my first rodeo, love. I've been in business of one kind or another for years, including with Better Living. I already have a gun, though I prefer not to use it. I have an apartment, as well - it's a few blocks away, and more cozy than this one, if you don't mind my saying so. *I'm more than a bit tempted to add something about how he's welcome to stop by sometime, but decide not to push my luck.*
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Post by rileywilson on Feb 2, 2012 1:18:30 GMT -5
*I shake my head* Any apartment is cozier than mine. I understand that. Oh, there is one more thing. You're file... it seems to be missing...
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Feb 2, 2012 1:21:24 GMT -5
*Ah, so he /did/ try to find it... I think I'm flattered. I know he'd have been given my standard paperwork and recommendation upon my signing up for the unit, so he must have looked for the file personally at some point. I try to look surprised.* Is it really? I don't make a habit of researching myself, so I haven't checked recently. I hope it's not an inconvenience.
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Post by rileywilson on Feb 2, 2012 1:24:08 GMT -5
*I keep my face a mask, a bit suspicious. Then again, I barely trust my own shadow* I've started a new one, copied over in a digital format, as per BLI procedure. Even executives have a file, one just needs to know where to look.
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Feb 2, 2012 1:29:59 GMT -5
Good of you. It is important to keep track of your employees. *Riley's last comment is a bit worrisome, though. I don't really want him poking around. I decide a change of subject might be in order... and besides, he /did/ say I could ask questions.* Speaking of keeping track of employees, I've met our new analyst, Miss Erickson, and she's trying to figure out who might be aiding killjoys from inside the Tower.
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Post by rileywilson on Feb 2, 2012 1:42:41 GMT -5
That's fantastic. The computer techs were quite excited when they learned of her transfer from New York BLI. She has quite a reputation already. I'll have to meet with her. I want to see if she can trace back killjoy radio signal and predict the likelihood of a killjoy hideout actually being occupied, among other projects...
*My voice trails off, I realize I'm rambling. I never talk this much, especially to a stranger. I must be more tired than I thought. I rub the bridge of my nose under my glasses, trying to wake up*
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Feb 2, 2012 1:53:29 GMT -5
*Feeling talkative, is he? I really don't mind. The man has a lovely voice when he's not barking orders.* I wouldn't be surprised if she can figure that out. It would be very useful... save patrols having to waste missions on unoccupied targets. As for the break-in, though, it's a bit worrisome. The killjoys managed to black out very widespread numbers of cameras. It seemed a bit of an overkill, to me, and definitely beyond what they should have been able to do. Like I said, Sandra's looking into employee backgrounds, but I was wondering - are we sure the killjoys who did the hacking were the only ones here?
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Post by rileywilson on Feb 2, 2012 2:22:13 GMT -5
No, we're not sure. I was out at the time, unfortunately. I'd like you to keep working on this with Sandra. Once we identify the mode of break-in, we have two options: fix it or leave it as a trap. I'm actually in favor of the former as opposed to the latter. I'd hate to have rats running around the tower. Many of them are too good with a blaster.
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Post by Alexander Ludovico on Feb 2, 2012 2:31:13 GMT -5
*I incline my head* Happy to oblige. And I agree with you there - if we're going to be hunting down killjoys, I'd rather it be on our own terms. A trap laid in the desert has a far lower chance of needless casualties than does leaving our windows unlocked and hoping our staff is ready for a break-in.
*Much as I'm enjoying our talk, he's looking more worn-out by the minute. I wonder how much sleep he's gotten lately.* You look tired, Riley. All the coffee in the world won't help if you put off sleeping for too long. Shall we call it a day?
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Masta Destroya
Crash Queen
"Quick and painful, or long and painful? Pick your demise, f!@#$r."
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Post by Masta Destroya on Feb 2, 2012 11:27:38 GMT -5
*after a while, unscrews the vent cover completely, lays it inside the vent, then silently drops down into Orwell's office, hand ready on the only gun I have*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Feb 2, 2012 11:47:16 GMT -5
*Wilson leaves and I am left alone. Todays events have exhausted me and with the little amount of sleep I have had I feel as though I might collapse where I am standing. I yawn and run a hand through my hair, then walking to the window to pull down the shades, needing it dark in the room before I can sleep. With another yawn I turn and freeze when I see a movement off to the side. I squint as my eyes adjust, feeling myself tense up.*
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Masta Destroya
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Post by Masta Destroya on Feb 2, 2012 11:50:30 GMT -5
Someone's looking a bit tired. Rough day in The Zones? *walks forward a bit*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Feb 2, 2012 11:56:27 GMT -5
*I frown, feeling my fists clench up. My eyes adjust and I see it is a killjoy, though one I am not familiar with. I slowly begin moving towards my desk where I can push a button under the top to signal for help. I watch him and notice the gun in his hand and I regret taking my holster off and leaving it by the front. I have to be smart if I am weaponless. Keep him talking.* Oh, you bet. We had a huge raid on a factory, met a few of your friends. Perhaps they are your friends, all the colors confuse me. You all look the same. *I smirk and watch his reaction, calculating the time I have.*
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Masta Destroya
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"Quick and painful, or long and painful? Pick your demise, f!@#$r."
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Post by Masta Destroya on Feb 2, 2012 11:59:29 GMT -5
*takes hand off gun* You do that a lot don't you? The last time met, you took someone from me. Which is why I'm here.
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
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