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originally posted in:The New Dojo
2/3/2018 2:09:59 AM
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[i]Natalie was glad it was a fairly normal street, so she decided to wait across the street in a small cafe and watch the alley. [/i]
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[i]She'd catch a few instances of individuals entering the alleyway, though mostly homeless and such. Though two individuals, garbed in robes and armed with swords.[/i]
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[i]Natalie found it was a little bit suspicious, so she decided to follow them into the alley soon after. [/i]
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[i]The alleyway was dark, at the time, while the two searched around in order to establish their secrecy. Once they had found themselves alone, the two would then remove the hoods that once hid their faces. One was one of the shyer boys in the Trayven encampment - one of the thirty that night - and the other was a female, foreign judging by her darkened skin.[/i] "Ling was.." [i]The woman started, though the male raised his hand.[/i] "No matter. We can handle it, still. Remember what Prometheus told us: we [i]have[/i] to get Freya back into power. She would establish mercy, not.. this." [i]The male replied, sighing. Prometheus sounded like some sort of nickname, for the individual that would lead the spy network.[/i]
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[i]"That son of a bîtch... At least he'll die a man, when Bella hears this." Nat monologued to herself internally, as she got into a better position to stalk them, like a hunter stalks it's prey. She managed to slip behind a dumpster in the alleyway and peered around the corner, only enough to watch them move when she needed to. [/i]
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"Alright. Mercy." [i]The woman then continued.[/i] "And then what? Isabella still holds power. You saw what she'd did. She'd tear out our Speaker's throat.." "Not unless she reached him." [i]The male replied.[/i] "Remember, we're two out of the seven spies left. Edwin still lives, and if he can get close to Bella.." [i]An assassination plot.[/i]
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[i]Nat had the information she needed on the plot, now all she had to do was figure out whatever she could - That, fortunately for her, meant avoiding combat. She left the dumpster and snuck out of the alleyway, before she went back to the Trayven camp in hopes of finding Isabella. She could recognize the man who had been part of it; Now all she had to do was tell Bella about the plot and have him interrogated. [/i]
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[i]Isabella had been ensuring that some of the newer recruits were capable in the army, meanwhile: recruits from the Dojo's own ranks, whom either hopped onboard for honor and excitement, or for gold and cash in their pockets.[/i] [i]As Nat approached, the tall woman's red eyes would, ironically, gracefully transition from a swung wooden blade to Natalie's figurine, as she nodded her head then.[/i] "You're back, and even better, not dead.." [i]Bella smiled.[/i] "Any information on our.. nuisances?"
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[i]"Yeah. There's seven of them, and they want you dead." Nat looked around her area and grazed her eyes on who was around her. These faces might not be trustable, but who knows? She saw two of the people and the third had a name, so that meant there were five unknown plotters. "Maybe we should go back to your tent to discuss this?" [/i]
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 2/4/2018 3:45:27 AM"Fuсking hell.." [i]Isabella murmured to herself, though she would nod her head a little, sighing as she placed her hands upon her hips. She seemed to be taking it surprisingly well.[/i] "Hm. Alright. C'mon." [i]As they reached Bella's commanding tent, the woman would sit down, sighing to herself.[/i] "Alright. Go."
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[i]"Someone named Prometheus wants you dead. Seven spies, one being part of that thirty man envoy you sent me. I saw him in a back alley at Infinity Corp when I went there, and he talked about someone named Edwin." Natalie sat down next to Isabella, sighing softly to herself. The assassination plot didn't have much substance to go with and she knew it - But a thought came to her. "Hey, how'd you know that Infinity Corp would be good to check out, again?"[/i]
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"Near where we found Ling, the traitor bitсh that we burnt. I figured that they'd stay, though they'll switch locations after this. Prometheus.. never heard of 'em. But Edwin.. shit, there's an Edwin in our ranks. Best spymaster we have, been with us since Rivelria got crushed." [i]Isabella sighed, knocking the rest of her chair.[/i] "I'll get this fuсking traitor. Remember his name by any chance, or am I doing a roll call?" [spoiler]Just make up a name for the guy, lol.[/spoiler]
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[i]"Marcus. And I can handle the spymaster if you wish - Think of it as the good cop option." [/i]
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"Understood. You want to stay by as I take care of Markus? Any specific methods you'd want me to pull on him? Execution?"
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[i]"Yeah, actually." Natalie smirked then, as thoughts coagulated in her psycho little mind - She definitely got her father's pentient for getting information from people, though thankfully, she didn't prefer messier methods. "Offer him everything - Nobility, riches, all of it. The more answers you don't like, the more you take away. When you're done with him, I want him rotting in an all-male prison." [/i]
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"...I have ideas already." [i]Isabella would say, then smiling to herself a little. She kissed Natalie on the cheek then.[/i] "I can handle it. And I know a few.. ah, places, where he'll enjoy his stay."
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[i]"Oh, what've you got in mind for him?" [/i]
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"Oh, you'll see, my dearest little mockingbird." [i]Isabella would whisper seductively, smirking to herself.[/i] "Mockingbird.. that, or Owl? Raven?"
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[i]"Are you sure you want to go with a bird? Because I'm pretty catlike sometimes." [/i]
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"Hm. I'll let you make your own alias, if you choose to. I'll also be making my own drinks and food, now thinking about it. I've gotten too lazy recently.." [i]Isabella sighed, then rising up from her chair before turning the ruby red gaze towards Natalie again.[/i] "...You probably just saved my life, you know. I should give you a raise.. sixty men and women, freedom to come to me whenever you please, and.. I'll leave the third to you. Gold, weapons, power.. more subjects?"
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[i]"Subjects sounds fine by me, but what can I do with them? I don't know what I [b]could[/b] do with them." [/i]
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"...Anything you want. And that applies to me as well, dearest."
