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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Weeaboo Of War:
2/4/2018 3:45:27 AM
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"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."
