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Post by aatuylva on Jun 17, 2010 16:00:25 GMT -5
The very important looking, but deceitful letter, changed hands rather quickly. Each post carrier and advisor seeing the urgent notations on it.
It was quickly shuffled from place to place, from hand to hand, until it reached a heli mail carrier, where it was to be flown directly to Accallia.
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(OOC: Not much I can say xP But it'll be a couple posts methinks, cuz it won't arrive for a while....at least until Cedric and Valime are done talking, if we assume it was sent early.)
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Post by Kingdoms of Cal on Jun 22, 2010 16:21:56 GMT -5
Another organisation decided to try to contact aatuylva, it was less official* and tended to behave in somewhat less than an open manner. Ta walk into a bar in the aatuylvaian capital. There was silence she was a hybe but less obvious than most as her vulpine ancestry only resulted in her having a rather well endowed chest. She looked about her skunk like colouring very apparent, but green where it should have been black.
She ordered a drink, a Martini, stirred not shaken. She knew her target drunk here, but while she waited her being there would keep the locals happy as she wore only the least to not be arrested.
-- * Lets just say the government can't prove it exists.
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Post by aatuylva on Jun 22, 2010 19:19:12 GMT -5
Stidham had had enough. Quite enough, he wagered, that he needed a bloody drink. Everyone all of the sudden, flying all over his country like it was some new playground.
Fuck it all. Tiam's problem now.
"I'm out."
"Sir! We-"
"If you say one more word, you are joining the desk."
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His personal transport had pulled up to one of the local hotspots, one of the places he frequents...and one of the few places that he hasn't been blacklisted from. His personal guard opened the doors, and he got out, and had a little conversation with the doorman...
"Yeah, I'm telling you, you've got to meet this gal, she's great!"
"Really? Do you have a name for this new girl of yours?"
"You can't miss her, she's the big green..umm..I think they are called skunks? Yeah. She ain't cheap though. "
"....really. Can I borrow your flask?"
"What?"
"Now. That's an order."
"..yessir."
Stidham unbuttoned his coat, and tore open his dress shirt, throwing his hat back into the IFV in order to mess up his hair. He swilled some of the alcohol in his mouth, and poured some of it on his shirt, and armpits. He then untied one of his boots, scuffing both of them in the gutters.
He hated the stuff that the doorman here uses...but...that's why...he needed it...
He pushed through the door, at the protestations of the doorman, and tripped over to the bar, to vomit out the fowl paint stripper he called alcohol.
"h...h..Heyyyy.......Barkeep........Barkeep! BARKEEP!!!"
This final yell of 'barkeep' was punctuated by the flask being thrown at the poor bartender's head. It missed, but cracked a wine bottle behind him.
"...I.....I raan outta..party.....fer muh boozsh..."
"Sir, I-"
"Booozsh!! R I shuuut yoouuuuuu! Booozsh!!"
The bartender reluctantly walked over to Stidham, now leaning on the bar to hold himself up, a bottle of wine. Which he drank from the bottle, spilling it all over himself before noticing the Teerie.
"Heeeeyy....thar..pretty lady....wanna join me in maaah caar?"
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Post by Kingdoms of Cal on Jun 23, 2010 17:14:56 GMT -5
Ta smiled she took one look at Stidham eyes, she was a teerie so was used to being around drunk people as her people were had a resistance to chemicals that was amazing.
She quickly realized that Stidham was not drunk, she smiled.
"You know, where I'm from you at least buy me a drink...well that and I have always found drink works better when drunk." Ta smiled, she was quite aware that she had not committed any crime here.
She gave a bewitching smile as she swung her tail in-front of her and peeked over it, her accent was low and very exotic.
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Post by aatuylva on Jun 23, 2010 17:56:45 GMT -5
Stidham swayed a bit, leaning over to Ta with a big grin and began to whisper in her ear...
"You listen here, outsider. three seats down from you is an InSec officer, in the rear left corner are two members of military intelligence, and the bartender is a TechnoSec agent. If I am seen with you in any way other than as a drunk pervert, I will be arrested, executed, and erased in less time than it will take for your pretty little tail there to swish, do you understand? Now, you are going to come out to my transport with me, and we are going to talk there, understand?"
He leans back, grinning, almost sliding off of his seat.
"So, pretty ladee..whutchutink?"
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Post by Kingdoms of Cal on Jun 23, 2010 18:02:42 GMT -5
Ta smiled and whispered "And that guy over there is another officer with your people. Slip me some cash, a decent amout, so it looks like a quiet deal has been struck and your hiding it. I've done the ground work here, they all think I'm a pro, but an expensive one."
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Post by aatuylva on Jun 23, 2010 18:11:32 GMT -5
He chuckled a bit, and reached, looking for his jacket, to discreetly pull out a wad of cash, of fairly...sizable sizes...he made sure to knock over the bottle of wine, crashing it on the floor behind the bar, so that the bartender would have to clean it..
Another lean..."This better be worth it."
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Post by Kingdoms of Cal on Jun 26, 2010 16:44:31 GMT -5
Ta smiled "I have never had a complaint, I don't think the guy from last night is walking yet, had to do the field work."
She brushed Stidham face with her tail as she walked towards to door, she had placed a small bug that looked like chewing-gum under the bar. I was not the only passive bug in the place, the cleaning staff would pick that up and the new garbage man would make sure it got to the right person.
That was the thing about epsilon, they were very good at staying under the radar by, well not being the people you would expect.
Ta was simply working on the idea that the local government would never think anyone would be so blatant.
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Post by aatuylva on Jun 26, 2010 17:59:01 GMT -5
With a hiccup, Stidham gets up, steadying himself on the bar, and saunters out the door, leaning on the doorman on the way to his personal IFV...as Ta gets in, Stidham grabs the doorman by the arm and drags him into the IFV and slams the door closed.
Inside the IFV is a very plush interior..and a large, Ai'lupan wolf, wearing naught but a flak jacket and wielding a needler.
"Spy, meet my Packbrother Jian. Jian, meet the spy who is very bad at her job. So bad, in fact, that no one even thought to report her out of the sheer ridiculousness of it."
Before sitting down, Stidham kicks the doorman down onto the floor, "Quiet you. Witnesses don't live long if they struggle."
Turning to Ta, he says "You better have a good reason for me not ordering those people in there to have you arrested for a reason I'll come up with later."
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Post by Kingdoms of Cal on Jun 26, 2010 18:19:34 GMT -5
Ta scribbled down something on a bit of paper and threw it at Stidham.
It read: "Your IFV will be bugged, I'll suggest something with you and your pack brother at a hotel. I would suggest a raid as those in there that were watching you have things on them that will take explaining.
Believe me, what they have in their pockets will take some explaining...as for the doorman, he will have to explain to his boss why he has naked pictures of his wife on him."
Ta said with a smile and said to Jian "Been a while since I've done three in a bed, does he call every exotic person he meets spy?
It will cost more though for this kinky stuff"
She brushed Jians mussel with her tail smiling, playing her roll to a tee.
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Post by aatuylva on Jun 26, 2010 18:42:17 GMT -5
"Oh, you misunderstand. That was Jian's birthday money. You're his present. Although, if you are more comfortable, I do know of a lovely spot in the jungle, the only real private place left here."
"I think I could get you an early gift, its coming up next week isn't it?"
"Yes, but I wasn't born that day, I was found."
"It counts."
Stidham banged on the wall four times, followed by three raps, and the IFV begins moving.
"And don't you worry about the doorman. He's already got connections with the Cabal, so he won't be talking after we drop him off."
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Post by Kingdoms of Cal on Jun 26, 2010 18:54:04 GMT -5
Ta smiled "Yes that sounds nice, I have always found it best to stay on the right side of the law on most things"
She tickled Stidham mussel and smiled "That might have been fun."
Then she enveloped Jian in her tail, and started removing both his and her clothes.
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Post by aatuylva on Jun 26, 2010 18:58:54 GMT -5
As much as Jian would like it, Stidham had other ideas.
"Hey now woman! You ruined a perfectly good day to get hammered off my ass. I'll not have anyone feel good around me. Get off him. You can wait til we're at the jungle edge before you go at it like Wraithwolves."
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Post by Kingdoms of Cal on Jun 26, 2010 19:03:39 GMT -5
Ta smiled "Are the Wraithwolves better at it than you", she pulled out of her hand bag a flash of, most likely illegal inteerie whisky. The stuff was classified in most nations as a poison and others as an explosive (It was that strong). But it was one of the few things the teerie could get drunk on.
She took a swig and handed to Stidham.
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Post by aatuylva on Jun 26, 2010 19:24:16 GMT -5
"You think me a fool? Whereas you probably have the antidote on you, finding one for a foreign poison would take weeks. Whereas most of the deadlier ones kill in moments. Surely they wouldn't have sent someone who knew nothing of the local culture...do you think us all that stupid?"
Stidham thinks for a moment, then snorts.
"If you are from where I think you are, then it makes sense." He pulls out two official looking letters...
"My people run the mail..the public transport, and the radio communications...you didn't think I wouldn't notice this?" He throws the Cali letters at Ta. They have been opened.
"I've never been more insulted in my life. First, I find these letters waiting for me...one indicating that the Tinisians aren't trustworthy, and the second seeming to say that these..Cal..want to exploit my dear homeland for cash. And the gall to not only have military recon aircraft fly over my nation after one hundred and fifty years of staying out of everyone else's business, and you go ahead and decide to inform me it was you by LETTER? You don't even have the courage to talk to me face to face, or over the radio?"
Fuming, he continues, "And the final straw...the final straw...violating our airspace, and just barging right on in without so much as a word, doing 'missions of aid'. I don't care who you bloody are, those were military transports, and I'd just love to hear your explanations for the nearby rebels having shoulder fired rockets when previous intel suggested they barely have assault rifles."
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