valr: (which one have you heard)
Kára Styrdóttir ([personal profile] valr) wrote in [community profile] overjoyed_logs2017-02-16 03:23 pm

[closed] the branch reaches out

Who: Kara, Itsuki, Ignis, an RAC agent mayhaps
Where: Westerley, out and about
When: Week 5 & 6
Summary: Catch-all for team branch!
Restrictions/Warnings: n/a
thenine: (hyperion: branch)

[personal profile] thenine 2017-02-16 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
An invitation, my dear.

[ The voice resonates before the image appears, a slightly tinny edge to it to give away its electronic nature. The model renders a few moments later, a woman that stands long and lean, red hair tucked into a hood that overshadows most of her face. Her mouth, faintly smiling, is limned with wrinkles and years of laughter and sorrow alike.

She stands with her arms neatly lined against her back, head dipped down. Her image flickers at random, suggesting the broadcast comes from a very long distance.

When she speaks again, the voice sounds richer, thicker. Almost human. ]


To the end of the Quad. One which I daresay you'll accept, though they--

[ A pale hand lifts, indicates the projected dossiers. ]

--might require some convincing.
thenine: (hyperion: branch)

[personal profile] thenine 2017-02-16 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The woman lifts her hands again, lowering her hood to bring light to her eyes. While her face speaks of a softness, her gaze is sharp like a well-placed poniard, ready to strike out at anything that might draw her ire.

Then she chuckles, a sweet sound, as if in thanks to the restraint Kara is undoubtedly exercising. ]


Good questions, both.

[ She half-turns, surveying the wall herself as if it's her first time to see the individual dossiers. ]

As for my allegiance, we are allied to nothing but change. The people of Westerley have spent too long under the gilded heels of the Quad. We will see those ankles broken.

[ She pauses, laughs again, righting her posture. ]

I suppose that answers the purpose, as well, doesn't it? We would like you--and the members of your team--to lead the procession of change. There's a war on the horizon, Kara. We want to make sure there's something left of Westerley when it's over.
thenine: (hyperion: branch)

[personal profile] thenine 2017-02-16 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She reciprocates the nod, a short, courtly movement, the bow of her head shifting the red ringlets enough to reveal the start of intricate inking on the concealed neck. As if self conscious, she reaches up to adjust her collar, hiding the black marks in the draw of her cloak.

Fortunately, Kara need not elaborate on her curiosity to be understood. Waving her hand over the waiting pool of programmable matter, the projection flickers again while the material begins to vibrate and coalesce, reshaping itself into a divine.

(A silent reminder that the walls in this room are not beyond her reach--) ]


As we all are, my dear. Please, sit. It will not deprogram until you instruct.

[ Whether her invitation is accepted or not, the woman turns her head back to the wall, the light of the projection washing away the fine lines around her mouth to make her look a little younger, a lot sharper. ]

Itsuki Kagami. Petty drug dealer with aspirations for something better. He will try your patience, but his connections as an information broker will be invaluable to carrying out your mission. His ambition will blind him at times, but he will be a useful resource.

He will not come willingly. That does not matter.
thenine: (hyperion: branch)

[personal profile] thenine 2017-02-17 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
Of course.

[ Were she truly sitting here, she might reach over and pat Kara's hands as if to say, "I know that, dear", but for now the projection simply nods again, a knowing glimmer to her smile. ]

Whatever methods you deem best for recruitment.

Your second is Ignis Scientia. While he's a skilled combatant, his handicap prevents him from taking on a leadership position. He lost his sight long ago, but his augments allow him to scan and memorize layouts like no other, and his mind is sharper than any blade when it comes to tactics.

[ She turns back to meet Kara's gaze, the same knowing glimmer in the artificial light of her face, but her voice softens, dropping as if to keep this last bit of information from even the walls around them. ]

One offers information, the other helps shape the use of that information. Can you guess what purpose that leaves you, little bird?
thenine: (hyperion: branch)

[personal profile] thenine 2017-02-17 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ At this, the woman's smile dampens slightly, a touch of sadness in the curve of pale lips.

She shakes her head softly, folded hands tensed as if they want to reach out for a moment. Her smile falls, vivid gaze sharpening in appraisal as it travels from the top of Kara's head to the sword at her hip. ]


Oh no, Kara. You will be so much more than that.

You will be the striking hand. When we have them by the throat, your task will be to slit it open.

Provided, of course, that you're interested.
thenine: (hyperion: branch)

[personal profile] thenine 2017-02-17 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ Patient, the woman waits out the silence of Kara's indecision, her posture once more relaxed and at ease. When the soldier renders her verdict, the redhead wears that knowing smile again, a tip of her head as if to utter once more, "I know."

But this she does not say. Whether or not Kara truly had a choice in the matter is a mystery Hyperion will leave for the ages. ]


There's a ship at the docks under the name of Marianne. Once you've assembled your team, you'll head there where a package will be waiting with further instructions. I'll make contact again once you depart.

[ She rises from her place, back straight, neck craned. It's a gesture common of this one's trade: to lift one's self as gracefully as possible.

Inclining her head towards the desktop-- ]


You may reorganize this safe house as you see fit. We will not interfere.
thenine: (hyperion: branch)

[personal profile] thenine 2017-02-17 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Hyperion.

[ A title more than a name, but it serves the same purpose. Rather than tell Kara to keep their meeting private--she's sure it need not be said, after all--she lifts up her hood again, drawing it low over her eyes. ]

We have high hopes for you, Kara. I'm sure you will do great things in times to come.

[ Hyperion turns, her image breaking up in a flurry of pixels that spread around the room like dust. Her voice, however, echoes through the transmission before it ends. ]

Until then, little bird.
equerry: (25)

kara; w6d1

[personal profile] equerry 2017-02-17 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's difficult to focus on something so simple as bartending with the protests going on and the current status of his home as a go-between house. It puts him on edge, knowing how violent things have become, that he is far from safe which means the people that come and go through his apartment fall into the same category. A cover story will only get one so far.

Nevertheless, his distraction doesn't drive him from performing excellently at his jobs. It was no small feat landing himself the positions he has and being dismissed for being sloppy is the last thing on his schedule. The streets are far from quiet and those moving in and out of the bar are strung high with tension. Somehow, Ignis still manages to appear both unflappable and magnanimous to each of his patrons. For all intents and purposes he seems almost unaffected by what's going on outside the doors of the bar.

When another customer comes to sit at the counter in front of him Ignis turns toward her, his glasses black and reflective under the low light. He doesn't look directly at the woman, his gaze seeming to go somewhere over his shoulder. ]


What can I get for you?
Edited 2017-02-17 05:54 (UTC)
nightchild: (i'm too picky not to notice this)

[personal profile] nightchild 2017-02-17 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Itsuki comes later, a few minutes after the appointed time, and with surprisingly little trouble considering how much he's accidentally fallen into since the start of the protests. But he's nothing if not resilient, and he knows his way around Old Town enough to avoid both Company attention and the worst of the mobs. He might look a little banged up, (his face is bruised, but otherwise all his other injuries are concealed behind his standard clothes) though considering how everyone's looking by now, he probably fits right in.]

[He does appreciate the coos of sympathy from the brothel girls though, and that's enough to lift his spirits as he follows one of the them to the private room. The girl pokes her head in first, 'your guest's here', then pulls back and leaves Itsuki on the threshold.]


Hey, [Itsuki steps in and closes the door after him, glancing around the room.] it's not that I don't appreciate the location, but this place seems new.

[he's amused, but he's not under any impression that meeting at a brothel could actually mean anything besides official business. Itsuki's in the habit of using sexter rooms himself, so he knows their value.]
equerry: (42)

[personal profile] equerry 2017-02-17 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ignis tips his head graciously and turns away from her to deliver. He doesn't look at what he's doing, his attention remaining fixed mostly forward even as his fingers blindly skim across the chilled glasses and to the tap. The pour is perfect and he sets the glass down noiselessly in front of her with a napkin. There is no suggestion that she is anything other than a regular customer, and so Ignis treats her no differently than he has anyone else up to this point. ]

Would you like to start a tab? The day is still young.

[ In that the sun hasn't set yet, at least. ]
nightchild: (sweats)

[personal profile] nightchild 2017-02-17 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
[The smile stays on Itsuki's face, but his eyes sharpen -- not just with the way Kara feels right now, but with her words too. So it's not a regular info trade, hm. He can't really guess what else it could possibly be, besides obviously important.]

Alright.

[He looks around the room once more, then flops onto an available chair. Maybe the idea that this might be some kind of set-up to a terrible murder crosses his mind, but honestly, if Kara wanted to murder him then he'd have no way of escaping, so he might as well sit down and rest while he has the chance.]

It's not the usual, but I'm guessing it's something I can still help with.
equerry: (26)

[personal profile] equerry 2017-02-17 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't do a double-take at her, but Ignis does lift his head to "look" directly at her. She most certainly is not Amber Silvins. Which left two possible outcomes: she was posing as this individual, or she was purposefully offering up her name with the assumption that Ignis would know exactly what she meant by using it. He smiles at her. ]

Well, well, to what do I owe the honour? If this is about spices, I'm afraid my supplier has his hands full these days.

[ "Spices" here meaning "weaponry". Ignis isn't a trafficker by any means, but he is one of the people to pass on the information when certain handlers come through town. ]

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