[12:14:02 PM] ST: LAST SESSION Harry’s high-speed heroic shenanigans while he was “taking a lap” were overshadowed on the news by reports of a murder near Ja-Cuze’s apartment. Naturally, the body was found with its heart ripped out. Later, when our heroes got to the Wiltern venue, they found out that the LAPD had set up sentries around the building and Miss Cruz was nowhere to be found. After wheedling Officer Fudd for information, they found out that she’d been deemed a suspect of the murder and taken to the station “for questioning.”
[12:18:49 PM] Malif: “I want to see if the team can lure away and relieve Officer Fudd of his uniform and gear. I might need his keys, or suchlike. Think we can do that quietly?”
[12:20:01 PM] Harry: “How do you recommend we do that?”
[12:20:52 PM] Harry: “I can’t exactly snatch him in broad daylight and strand him on top of a skyscraper.”
[12:21:04 PM] Harry: Harry stops, and ponders that.
[12:21:08 PM] Sanura: Sanura frowns faintly “I know I tried on the part of femme fatalle but.. I didn’t do very well at it..” she murmurs as she lowers her gaze to her lap.
[12:21:26 PM] Malif: “That’s why I mentioned luring him away someplace. Hmm..”
[12:21:32 PM] Harry: “There any small islands with no phones near the coast?”
[12:22:21 PM] Sanura: Sanura hums a little “I.. could lure him away to an ally and then Harry could snag him… perhaps?” she pursed her lips “I don’t want anyone else in love with me but.. if it will make it safer for your mission…”
[12:24:19 PM] Malif: “I’m not concerned about safety as much as making the mission even possible. I was just thinking, what if I run into something I need to open but have no keys for?”
[12:24:30 PM] Malif: “Like her cuffs.”
[12:25:30 PM] Harry: Harry looks up from his phone. "Got it. “Seal Rock” off the Farallon Islands."
[12:26:14 PM] Harry: “Get him alone, Sanura. I’m on it, just let me get changed.”
[12:27:30 PM] Harry: Harry gets out, and takes off, bag over his shoulder.
[12:27:42 PM] Mike: Mike looks at the others. “So what do I do in the meantime?”
[12:27:52 PM | Removed 12:28:39 PM] Harry: This message has been removed.
[12:27:55 PM] Sanura: She nods her head softly and clears her throat “well this should be fun” she murmurs sounding quite like it will be the opposite. She takes out her compact and adjusts her makeup and hair She tugs the second button of her blouse and undoes it. “I’ll try ah.. my natural charms first but if need be well.. I can force the issue” she takes a breath “How do I look?” “you get ready to do your part”
[12:28:25 PM] Mike: “And my part is…”
[12:28:39 PM] Malif: XD
[12:28:42 PM] Sanura: Sanura hums softly “Be ready in case things go south..”
[12:28:54 PM] Mike: “Sounds about right.”
[12:31:21 PM] Harry: A few seconds later, the Speed Demon stands atop a nearby building. He rings Sanura.
[12:31:33 PM] Harry: “Text me when you’re in place.”
[12:32:53 PM] Harry: Harry then spends the next five minutes studying Google Maps, to make sure he’s got the location of the island on lock.
[12:40:15 PM] Sanura: Sanura adjusts her attire and straightens her spine as she walks over to the officer, she puts on her most charming smile and digs deep for an air of female charm that she normally neglects. Striding over she smiles to the officer, her perfectly painted red lips curling just a little bit. “Detective” she murmurs softly as she decides to take a less seductive tact. “I’ve got some important information on the .. ah.. activities of Ja Cuz” her tone lowering a little when she says the last. Her gaze becoming slightly wary as she glances around them.
[12:41:21 PM] ST: (( Manip + Presence ))
[12:41:48 PM] Sanura: 5
[12:46:39 PM] ST: “So will we,” says Officer Fudd, crossing his arms. It’s hard to read his expression through his aviator sunglasses.
Jeff nudges Abel with the back of his hand. “Chicks dig a guy in uniform,” he mutters with a grin. Nearby, Moira (Alejandra’s agent, for those of you who don’t remember) can be heard on the phone with Miss Cruz’s lawyer.
[12:47:35 PM] Mike: Mike is gonna see if his Ichor-boosted hearing could catch what the Lawyer might be saying. Not too close, though.
[12:48:41 PM] Sanura: Sanura quirks a brow softly “sure you will, eventually.. wouldn’t you rather report back to your boss faster?” she questions as she sets her hands on her hips. “Wouldn’t you rather know sooner?” she questions quietly as she gestures towards a more private corner, behind something that would hide them.
[12:49:45 PM] Sanura: [would Charmer help here?]
[12:50:22 PM] ST: (( Sure would! ))
[12:50:29 PM] Sanura: [k that then yes]
[12:50:40 PM] Sanura: [4 on that]
[12:53:08 PM] ST: (( Okay, dude’s gonna pop a Willpower to try and resist ))
[12:59:49 PM] ST: Officer Fudd hesitates for a moment, and then his body language shifts noticeably. His stance becomes less forbidding and more comfortable. In fact, there’s suddenly an air of comfort among all the other officers, as if everyone was Sanura’s old friend. He grins a little and uncrosses his arms, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand. He looks around, steps a little closer, and lowers his head in a clandestine manner. “But I’m on the clock right now…” he says to Sanura under his breath, with a tad bit of pleading in his voice.
[1:01:44 PM] Sanura: Sanura smiles faintly “well it’s work related isn’t it, I promise it won’t take but a moment” she murmurs quietly as she turns towards the van she wanted him to step behind. “It will be worth it I assure you” she says over her shoulder with that same little smile on her lips. Her manicured hand resting lightly on the van as she waits for the dirty cop to follow.
[1:16:25 PM] ST: “Hey, we got this handled, Fudd,” says one of the other officers, elbowing him and nodding to Sanura. “Best not keep her waiting.” This elicits a chuckle from all the others.
His next hesitation is more for the sake of appearances than anything else. Soon he’s following Sanura.
Jeff says, “Man, fuck this band shit, maybe we should become cops, eh, Abel?”
Abel’s throws his hands up and walks off.
[1:16:56 PM] Malif: XD
[1:17:05 PM] Malif: (Jeff and Abel, the campaign comedy team)
[1:17:09 PM] Mike: Mike just shakes his head.
[1:18:22 PM] Sanura: [XD aww man Sanura has some explainin to do?]
[1:19:11 PM] Sanura: She hits send on her phone once she and Fudd are hidden from prying eyes. Hoping Harry is quick to get there so she doesn’t have to do anything like kiss this jerk bleh.
[1:20:00 PM] Harry: The moment Harry gets that text, he silences his phone, and proceeds to walk over the alley’s edges, dead silent. (Cat’s Grace, Divine Balance)
[1:20:24 PM] Harry: Moving from spot to spot, looking for them. (Epic Perception 1 now, so should be easy)
[1:21:18 PM] ST: Moira returns to see an officer heading away. She watches his passing, an incredulous expression on her face. “What the fuck… ?” She looks around to everyone else. Mark just gives her a shrug.
“Hey babe, since we got nothin’ to do --” begins Jeff as Moira reappears. Vince the bouncer steps forward before he can finish and crosses his arms.
“What, you want in on this?” Jeff asks. “Okay, but I get to go first, all right?”
The look of utter disgust on Moira’s face approaches disgust’s Platonic ideal.
“Vince,” is the only thing she says.
Vince lifts Jeff by the shirt collar until his toes are dangling a good inch or two from the ground.
“Okay, okay, you can go first, shit!”
[1:22:01 PM] ST: (( It is easy, you can find them. ))
[1:22:22 PM] ST: Officer Fudd, once out of sight, begins undoing his belt.
[1:22:24 PM] Sanura: [LOL]
[1:23:04 PM] Sanura: Sanura schools her features not to show her utter disgust for that prospect. Instead she curls her lips in a broader smile and that doesn’t quiet reach her expressive eyes.
[1:23:40 PM] Malif: XD
[1:24:08 PM] Malif: (Damn, Jeff is pure comedy gold XD )
[1:24:54 PM] Harry: Lemme know when I’ve found them.
[1:25:08 PM] Mike: Mike sighs and goes up to Vince. “Vince… big guy… Jeff’s a moron. Let’s face facts. But I can keep his leash short.” He looks at Jeff with a serious look. “You had better knock it off… we lose our Bassist for the gig because you can’t keep your mind out of the gutter, there’s gonna be hell to pay…” He emphasizes the word hell in his sentence, and gives him a menacing glare.
[1:29:24 PM] ST: Vince looks to Moira. Moira looks to Mike. “Damn straight there’s going to be hell to pay.”
Jeff reluctantly makes a noise of assent. The little fiery woman nods to the big guy and he sets Jeff back down. Jeff makes a show of casually straightening his clothing.
[1:30:32 PM] Mike: Mike actually gives a gesture, pointing a finger back inside the building. “Practice. Now. The last time we played, your Bass string popped. Don’t let it happen again.”
[1:31:53 PM] ST: Officer Fudd takes off his sunglasses and hangs them off his shirt. “Let’s make this quick, okay? I got in trouble with the LT yesterday, not keen on letting it happen again.”
[1:32:04 PM] ST: (( It’s about this time Harry arrives ))
[1:33:41 PM] ST: “What the fuck ever, dude,” Jeff grumbles, shoving his hands in his pockets as he heads into the Wiltern.
Mark, having caught the officer’s activities on video, approaches Mike. “Did you have to? It would’ve been funny to see him get his ass beat.”
[1:33:51 PM] Harry: Cool…just going to wait at the edge of the rooftop, try to make sure Sanura knows I’m there, and he doesn’t. But there’s always the first rule of Batman, Spider-Man, and the Wreckers.
[1:34:27 PM] Harry: Namely…no one ever looks up.
[1:35:17 PM] Sanura: Sanura keeps that smile plastered in place and glances at the flash of red for just a moment before she turns so that she’s against the Van and grabs the cop by the shirt front to pull him so that his back is facing where Harry. She undoes a few of his buttons. “Sure we can definitely make this -fast-”
[1:35:40 PM] Mike: ((That’s your cue, Speedy Gonzales…))
[1:35:55 PM] Mike: Mike shakes his head. “He gets his ass beat, it’ll be an excuse for him to not practice. Not good for the band as a whole.” He turns to Moira and gives her a genuine smile. “I apologize for my friend… he’s… exciteable… to say the least.” He gives a nervous laugh.
[1:37:04 PM] Harry: Harry floats down to right above and behind the guy.
[1:37:36 PM] Harry: Sanura might see him just walks on the very air, step by step.
[1:37:52 PM] Harry: (Sky 2 is awesome.)
[1:38:35 PM] ST: “Be sure you keep a short leash on him. If I see him approach Alejandra again, or if he says one more word to me, Absolute Illusion will be taken off the program. Got it?” Moira growls.
[1:38:56 PM] Sanura: Sanur does her very best not to look up though she senses the movement. Her mind on getting the guy unbuttoned so Harry has less to do to get him stripped, annnd so she doesn’t have to have skin on skin contact
[1:39:12 PM] ST: Officer Fudd grins and puts one hand on Sanura’s waist, drawing her hips closer to his.
[1:39:28 PM] Harry: He waits until the guy is functionally undressed. Underwear is unnecessary for the disguise, but the rest has to be retrieved, but it’s clear it’s time to interrupt. He goes into action.
[1:39:35 PM] Harry: Fudd is no longer on the ground.
[1:40:09 PM] Harry: Epic Strength 2 says that he is, in fact, being carried into the sky. “I’d go limp if I were you. Strugglers get dropped.”
[1:41:17 PM] ST: “WHAT THE FUCK!” He instinctively begins flailing, despite being warned not to.
[1:41:17 PM] Mike: Mike holds up his hands non-threateningly at Moira. “Hey, don’t worry about it. I’ll make sure he understands. TRUST me on that one.” He grumbles a bit then sighs. He looks at Abel. “Go inside and make sure Jeff’s practicing please? I worry about the guy sometimes…”
[1:41:30 PM] Harry: I ascend to about ten stories up.
[1:41:31 PM] ST: Abel’s nowhere in sight.
[1:41:43 PM] Harry: Making sure he can look down.
[1:41:55 PM] Mike: Mike looks around. “Abel?” He turns to Mark. “Did you see where Abel went?”
[1:42:30 PM] ST: Indeed, Officer Fudd DOES look down and instantly goes limp in equal parts disbelief and fear.
[1:42:54 PM] Harry: “Much better. Time for us to talk, Officer. You may be familiar with my work…”
[1:43:14 PM] Sanura: Sanura just can’t help a faint grimace as she’s tugged against Fudd. “Thank the Gods” she mumbles as she leans against the car and goes about sort of trying to wipe herself down, ug gross. She snags all the clothes and folds them neatly before tucking them into her bag.
[1:46:23 PM] ST: Upon the band being threatened, Mark grows serious. “Abel went that way.” He points a thumb over his shoulder. “Here, I’ll keep an eye on Jeff.” He looks to Moira. “Sorry, miss,” he murmurs just before passing her.
[1:46:30 PM] Harry: “But first…gonna need your understanding that I’m not here to hurt you. You are simply being relocated to a place where you won’t be interfering for a few hours. You see, Officer Fudd…you have fallen in with a bad crowd.”
[1:46:49 PM] ST: Officer Fudd is too busy panicking to reply.
[1:46:54 PM] Harry: He reaches down and removes the man’s radio from his shirt.
[1:47:50 PM] Mike: Mike nods. “Thanks.” He then goes in the direction that Mark gestured to.
[1:49:36 PM] Sanura: Sanura looks upwards and holds her bag out for the rest of the clothes and equiptment.
[1:50:47 PM] ST: Crook saunters into the alleyway and plops his butt down beside Sanura, idly eyeing the officer in the sky. Golden symbols appear above his head. I can’t believe you let him touch you. He is unworthy.
[1:51:08 PM] Harry: Once we’re a good ways from the scene, I’m gonna touch down and pop the x4, and run his ass right out of town.
[1:51:10 PM] Sanura: Glancing down to Crook she hums softly in question as the symbols appear.
[1:51:33 PM] Sanura: “I know but.. it’s for the greater good” she sighs “I can always take the hotest shower in history later”
[1:51:37 PM] Harry: Out over the bay, out past shore, almost to the continental divide.
[1:52:03 PM] Harry: I -will- be kind enough to keep him in my slipstream, so he isn’t torn apart by 150mph winds.
[1:52:08 PM] ST: If all you wanted was his hide, you should have hunted him down and skinned him.
[1:53:37 PM] Sanura: Sanura laughs softly “That was hunting.. just a different kind, I got what we needed and that’s what counts” [did Harry drop the rest of the stuff into her bag?]
[1:55:42 PM] ST: Crook flicks his tail. Well. Fine. Just don’t pet me until you’ve groomed yourself. He had a strong scent and you smell of him.
[1:55:50 PM] Harry: http://goo.gl/maps/s65bs New link. A.
[1:56:41 PM] Sanura: Sanura snorts softly
[1:56:54 PM] ST: Officer Fudd suddenly finds himself half-naked on an unpopulated island far off the LA coast.
[1:57:24 PM] Harry: Once there, I slow, and put him on his feet. “Alright, couldn’t be heard or responded to at that speed.”
[1:58:10 PM] Harry: “You have allied yourself with a crime syndicate. Normally, I wouldn’t be bothered, but you’ve managed to get tangled up in affairs between superhumans. And that’s a no-no.”
[1:59:25 PM] ST: He looks utterly baffled and terrified. Bafflerrified. He looks around wildly like a cornered rabbit.
[1:59:31 PM] Harry: “So, because it’s the first time I’ve had to get involved, you get off light. Stranded in your tighty whities just off the coast where you can easily flag down a ship.”
[2:00:14 PM] Harry: He pulls a power bar out of his pocket, strips off the wrapper, and hands over the food to Fudd.
[2:00:30 PM] Harry: (Wrappers have fingerprints. He cannot has.)
[2:01:11 PM] Harry: “Have a snack, and explain to me what you know about Los Comierdas, or however you pronounce it. Also, hand over your clothes, apart from your drawers.”
[2:02:37 PM] Malif: ok back
[2:09:31 PM] ST: With trembling hands he strips off the rest of his clothing and hands them one-by-one to Harry.
“Lt. Romero has lunch with Tunante once a month at Fleming’s in El Segundo, okay? I don’t know what the fuck goes on there. I don’t even know what the fuck Tunante looks like. All I know is that I’m getting paid extra to do my job and keep my mouth shut—and that Tunante keeps the other gangs off our back.” Desperately he tries to appeal to Harry. “Fuckin’ Ja-Cuze doesn’t know what it’s like to get paid a shit wage to get shot at on the daily. If she did, she wouldn’t be pickin’ on us.”
[2:10:57 PM] Harry: “What she’s doing, is trying to expose a literal monster. A superhuman creature born of death and blood. That is what Tunante is. You are fortunate I am letting you plead ignorance of that.”
[2:11:59 PM] Harry: “If I believed for a second you served him knowing what he is…you’d be -under- this island.”
[2:13:07 PM] Sanura: [I need to go find something for dinner back asap]
[2:15:23 PM] ST: “Whatever you say man,” says Fudd, wide-eyed and with his hands up.
[2:17:57 PM] Harry: Harry reaches down, and -taps- the ground with a finger. Splinters and cracks fly in all directions. (Epic Strength 2, Crushing Grip, Making it Look Easy)
[2:18:18 PM] Harry: He gathers up the clothes as the officer reacts.
[2:19:06 PM | Edited 2:19:16 PM] ST: Fudd jumps back, falling to the ground, and scrambles away from the new crack in the ground.
[2:20:00 PM | Edited 2:22:06 PM] Harry: “What part of -superhumans- did you not grasp? I fly, I run faster than water can make me sink, all while carrying you without effort. I am not joking or exaggerating when I say Tunante is a spawn of a Mezo-american monstrous death god that carves out the hearts of men and consumes them for power.”
[2:20:45 PM] Harry: “And you’ve been servicing his agenda, and trying to harm a hero fighting against that.”
[2:26:02 PM] ST: Fudd’s mouth opens and closes for a moment or two as he tries to respond. Finally he finds his voice… “L-look… all I know is the LT has told me that, in his entire career, he hasn’t seen the gangs get as q-quiet as when Tunante took over, o-okay?”
[2:27:13 PM | Edited 2:28:02 PM] Harry: "I won’t demand a forced apology, or for you to make amends. But you will remember this: that you have angered me, I am like unto a God, and I know your name, “Officer Fudd”. I will not be as lenient if you meddle in the affairs of my kind again. I recommend you find a good job as a security guard for some rich asshole, and forget Lt. Romero. It would be wise."
[2:27:34 PM] ST: He nods vigorously.
[2:27:38 PM] Harry: With that…the Speed Demon tears off. With his stuff.
[2:28:56 PM] Harry: About a mile or two out…he starts laughing to himself. That was -hilarious-.
[2:31:20 PM] ST: Harry and Sanura return with all the components required for Malif’s disguise. Where to next?
[2:34:56 PM] Sanura: Sanura delivers what she has to Malif and goes to wash her hands at least in the nearest restroom.
[2:38:03 PM] Harry: Harry appears, grinning, with his bag on his shoulder. “Not a problem, and damned it was fun. Now for coffee and mayhem!” he goes to order a dozen glazed and a medium hot chocolate poured into a bigass coffee.
[2:38:57 PM] ST: (( Malif, the stage is yours. ))
[2:39:45 PM] Malif: (I see what you did there)
[2:40:24 PM] ST: As Harry orders some goodies from Dunkin’ Donuts, Malif gets an opportunity to sneak into the restroom and don his disguise…
[2:42:16 PM] ST: (( What, no pose? ))
[2:42:20 PM] Malif: I will!
[2:44:30 PM] Malif: Malif takes the bundle with him, and takes his time to carefully slip into the uniform, making sure he doesn’t miss any components, everything is in place. Then, the uniform itself fuels his magic, its familiarity with its owner seeping into Malif’s skin, changing him into Officer Fudd. Or at least making him look like him. He takes a few extra moments to get ‘in-character’, remembering the man’s mannerisms and such, before leaving and walking to the police station in the Fudd persona. He leaves the bag and his own clothes in the bathroom, he can’t bring those along.
[2:46:13 PM] Harry: Harry snags those, tucking Malif’s gear in with his own costume, then settles in to enjoy free wi-fi, fresh donuts and supermocha.
[2:49:14 PM] Mike: Mike grimaces as he turns from everything and closes his eyes… he takes a deep breath…
[2:53:45 PM] Mike: Mike’s got a pretty serious face on him.
[2:53:48 PM | Edited 2:58:38 PM] ST: Officer Fudd emerges from Dunkin’ Donuts in all his glory, as if he’d never been dropped off at a distant-but-near island. He enters the station with the confidence and ease of a man who works there. Malif’s got the disguise to a T, down to the scent of the aftershave.
[2:59:23 PM] Malif: Once inside, I’ll determine which way the holding cells are, and go there.
[2:59:36 PM] Malif: Posture/body language of being all business, job to get done, etc.
[3:01:32 PM] Harry: (Harry is taking a break and awaiting a problem. Assuming no problem arises, he’s shopping for a new computer or three.)
[3:02:39 PM] Malif: (Oh, and I’ll have Malif’s cell phone on me, but on silent mode)
[3:05:03 PM] ST: After moving about the station for a while, Malif will discover that Ja-Cuze’s not in a holding cell but an interrogation room.
[3:07:49 PM] Malif: Anyone in there or she alone?
[3:08:19 PM] ST: The interrogation room is locked. You know. As is standard procedure. ;)
[3:09:33 PM] ST: A short, square man approaches, smelling heavily of cigarette smoke. A cup of coffee’s in his hand. He doesn’t look pleased. “Fudd! The FUCK are you doing here? I stationed you at the Wiltern!” His nametag reads “Romero”
[3:10:23 PM] Malif: “Lietuentant, the others have the matter handled there.”
[3:11:11 PM] Malif: (Are we in a section where we’re alone, or are there random witnesses around?)
[3:11:16 PM] ST: “I don’t give a shit, Fudd. We’re in the middle of an investigation. You have a job to do. And I’m not fuckin’ pleased with the stunt you pulled yesterday.”
[3:11:29 PM] ST: (( This is in plain view of the other officers and people going about their jobs. ))
[3:11:46 PM] ST: (( Well, not plain view. It’s in a hallway that leads to plain view. ))
[3:11:53 PM] Malif: “I wanted to help with that investigation, Sir, and help redeem myself for that.”
[3:12:45 PM] ST: “You can redeem yourself by DOING WHAT I FUCKIN’ TOLD YOU TO DO IN THE FIRST PLACE.” Romero’s neck is beginning to turn red.
[3:13:33 PM] Malif: Alright then. Zapping him with Paralyzing Confusion.
[3:14:40 PM] ST: (( Roll Wits + Empathy ))
[3:14:46 PM] Malif: yessum
[3:15:16 PM] Malif: 11
[3:17:36 PM] ST: Suddenly the Lieutenant gives an incredulous look to his coffee cup, dumps it on the carpet, and puts the cup on his head. He then proceeds to spin around with his arms outstretched and make barnyard animal noises.
[3:18:32 PM] ST: People begin to peer down the hallway.
[3:19:40 PM] Malif: Officer Fudd turns his back and tries to see if he has the key to unlock the interrogation room, and pretend he hasn’t seen what Romero is doing by having his back to him.
[3:21:46 PM] ST: Malif tries key after key, but none of them open the door. It would appear that Fudd isn’t the one in charge of interrogations. Perhaps that job falls to someone higher ranking…
[3:31:23 PM] Malif: Fudd looks strangely at Romero, and reaches out to restrain him. “The LT’s gone fuck nuts, someone help me get him to his office!”
[3:31:35 PM] Malif: I’ll palm the keys when the optimal moment comes up.
[3:32:40 PM] Malif: Which may be immediately, in fact. Up to GM.
[3:33:25 PM] ST: Officers come running to detain Romero, distracting them enough to provide an opportunity to grab his keys.
[3:34:09 PM] Malif: Once he’s properly detained, I’ll mutter about having to take care of other people’s work as I head to the interrogation room and unlock it.
[3:45:52 PM] ST: Miss Cruz is sitting in the chair with her feet up on the interrogation table. She looks Fudd/Malif up-and-down, raises an eyebrow, and says, “And here I thought I’d be honored with Romero’s presence once he was done letting me sit and stew. Oh well.” she says. “Have a seat, sir.” Suddenly Malif feels the overwhelming compulsion to get Alejandra out of there… right now. (( Instant Hypnosis + Sub Rosa, at 14 successes. You may roll to resist, if you like. ;) ))
[3:47:00 PM] Malif: (Lol, irony ho! NO, I wont resist.)
[3:48:29 PM] Malif: Malif/Fudd moves so that he is between the security camera and her, to hide her face, with his own back to the camera. “Actually, we’re transferring you to another location, Miss Cruz.” And then in a lower voice he says “I’m with the other Scions, quick, lets get you out of here. Play along, pretend I’m really Fudd.”
[3:48:55 PM] Malif: Then he walks over to take her by the arm, as ap oliceman escorting a prisoner would do, and leads her out of the station, a frown on his face.
[3:58:19 PM] ST: Alejandra doesn’t immediately rise, instead furrowing her brow a little. “I appreciate the sentiment, /Officer/, but I’d rather stay here until my name is cleared. I’d rather not get in deep shit should there be some transfer error.” She emphasizes each word in the last sentence. “Forgive me for my caution, but I want to ensure the LAPD can’t get anything on me.”
[3:59:32 PM] Malif: Fudd frowns even more. “Listen, Tunante has these guys in his pocket, and wants you dead. You’re a sitting duck for any murder attempt they want. Vanishing you is safer, until we expose the corruption and clear you retroactively.”
[4:00:08 PM] Malif: “Also, you tried to compel me to get you out of here, so lets go, eh?”
[4:02:09 PM] ST: She lifts her chin and looks off to the side in consideration. “Well, if you’re under orders, I guess I have no choice. I just hope all this gets cleared up before my performance.”
[4:02:46 PM] ST: Alejandra rises and walks out of the interrogation room with Malif/Fudd. “Nice trick,” she mutters.
[4:02:55 PM] Malif: “Me too.”
[4:04:11 PM] Malif: I’ll lead her out, and try to find a suitable alley to vanish into a block or two from the station, then I’ll call Harry and request a pickup. “Oh and bring a hoodie to hide her features.”
[4:04:54 PM] Harry: “Already on it. Make sure to put some distance between you and that station, and change faces once outside.”
[4:06:13 PM] Harry: I proceed to pick them up, hopefully somewhere without cameras watching the two of them get in. In the SUV is a white hoodie, and a pair of sweatpants.
[4:06:14 PM] Malif: “We’re in this alley 2 blocks away, 3 buildings down from the Donut shop.”
[4:09:30 PM] ST: Ja-Cuze shakes her head once they duck down the alley. She eyes the SUV pulling up. “Nice trick… but very clumsy work. If someone finds out that there wasn’t really a transfer, they’ll have a real reason to detain me. If you’d waited, I could’ve gotten out of there clean as a whistle.”
[4:10:18 PM] Harry: “In a bodybag, maybe. Romero works directly for Tunante, according to our favorite little piggy. Now pull those on over your clothes.”
[4:10:28 PM] Malif: “If you had a way to do that, should have said so. I’m not a cop, I only play one on TV. We didn’t have a lot of time to wait though, the incoming murder could have literally been any minute.”
[4:10:55 PM] Malif: Malif grabs his own clothes back from the SUV, gets changed, and resumes his own face again. “Good to see you alive and safe, Miss Cuze.”
[4:11:27 PM] Malif: (I’ll be keeping the police uniform and gear in the duffelbag though, in case we have use for the keys and stuff later on)
[4:15:37 PM] ST: “Good to be alive and safe.” She hesitates a moment, the gears in her head clearly working. She comes to some sort of conclusion and enters the vehicle, putting the more covert clothing. “Look, I appreciate how seriously you take this job, but I told you before, I can handle myself. Think this is the first time I’ve been detained by the police? Romero didn’t stand a chance against me. I had him sized up since I first saw him in my barrio years ago. If Tunante wants me dead, he’s gonna have to face me himself.”
[4:16:38 PM] Malif: “We suspect he was going to do just that, while you were in custody. Or at least we didn’t want to risk it.”
[4:16:46 PM] Malif: “Sitting duck, etc.”
[4:17:13 PM] Malif: “Romero might be on some forced psych leave soon though I suspect.”
[4:20:56 PM] ST: “The LAPD wouldn’t risk having Tunante seen with them. Not if they don’t want shit on their heads from everyone who’s ever seen my music videos and then some. And I would’ve been out of there before they could conduct any… other kind of transfer.” Alejandra sighs. “But I get where you’re coming from, and what’s done is done. I’ll have a chat with my lawyer and see if I can’t get this cleared up somehow.”
[4:22:14 PM] Malif: “Yes, and there are many tricks one can use to get in and out of places unseen. We don’t know what Tunante can do.”
[4:22:48 PM] Malif: “Besides, I have his real name and roughly where he lives, we might be able to get some more dirt on things, clear you by exposiing the police corruption, and get rid of him.”
[4:23:32 PM] Harry: Harry hits Play on his smartphone.
[4:23:35 PM] Harry: [2:10 PM] ST:
<<< “Lt. Romero has lunch with Tunante once a month at Fleming’s in El Segundo, okay? I don’t know what the fuck goes on there. I don’t even know what the fuck Tunante looks like. All I know is that I’m getting paid extra to do my job and keep my mouth shut—and that Tunante keeps the other gangs off our back.” Desperately he tries to appeal to Harry. “Fuckin’ Ja-Cuze doesn’t know what it’s like to get paid a shit wage to get shot at on the daily. If she did, she wouldn’t be pickin’ on us.”
[4:23:48 PM] Malif: “I think that should be our next step actually. Find the white 1982 Pontiac Firebird in BEverly Hills, and have a little visit with Miguel Guerrero.”
[4:24:57 PM] ST: Alejandra snaps a look at Malif. “What.”
[4:25:11 PM] Malif: “What?”
[4:30:02 PM] ST: Almost absentmindedly she replies to Fudd’s appeal. “There’s no quick fix to gang violence. It starts with better education, not with throwing in with bigger and badder drug lords.” Without skipping a beat, she gets back on track. “That’s Tunante’s real identity?” She shakes her head. “No, that can’t be. Nobody fucking knows who he really is.” She hesitates, considering the plausibility of this… “Where did you get this information?”
[4:30:58 PM] Harry: “I’d like to know that too.”
[4:31:21 PM] Mike: “Yeah, this is the first I’m hearing it.”
[4:31:46 PM] Malif: “Harry’s sister here has been doing some digging for us back home, that’s the info she got me.”
[4:32:26 PM] Malif: “We could investigate further and confirm.”
[4:32:50 PM] Harry: "Did anyone else catch “Romero meets with Tunante once a month at a specific restaurant?”
[4:33:06 PM] Malif: “Yes.”
[4:33:10 PM] Harry: “One, I’d wager, that has cameras?”
[4:33:29 PM] Malif: “Romero might be indisposed though, but perhaps we can use that info anyway.”
[4:33:48 PM] Malif: “The cameras would be quite useful if anyone has the skills.”
[4:34:35 PM] Mike: “Sorry. My skills consist of marionetting.”
[4:34:56 PM] ST: Ja-Cuze makes a thoughtful noise in her throat.
[4:37:01 PM] ST: “That footage would be a great addition to my performance if we can get our hands on it…”
[4:38:09 PM] Mike: “Well… sounds like a good place to go next. And… a perfect chance to show off my puppetmaster skills.” He pantomimes holding marionette strings.
[4:38:50 PM] Malif: “If we’re after their tapes, we could go a few different ways. Sneak in at night, or go in the day and talk them into handing them over.”
[4:39:23 PM] Mike: “Or daytime again, just them handing them to us, no words at all.”
[4:40:19 PM] Malif: “If we’re going to use blunt force, we probably shouldnt show our faces.”
[4:40:56 PM] Mike: “I could put everyone in the place to sleep again… worked out well enough at O’Brien’s compound.”
[4:41:19 PM] Mike: Mike shrugs. “I’m just tossing out ideas at this point.”
[4:42:00 PM] ST: Alejandra raises an eyebrow at Mike. “I think that would draw more attention in broad daylight than anything else.”
[4:42:31 PM] Mike: “Good point, considering the way I do it involves music erupting from the earth itself.”
[4:43:17 PM] ST: She glances at Malif and Harry. “Glad you guys didn’t let him spring me out.”
[4:43:21 PM] Harry: “Why not repeat the trick? Malif, in cop guise, walks in, demands the tapes.”
[4:43:53 PM] Malif: “I don’t think my illusions trick machines, so the cameras would have my real face.”
[4:44:46 PM] Harry: “No, derpstar. I mean walk in, flash your badge, and say you need their security tapes for a case. Have them bring up Romero’s meeting, and have them give you that tape.”
[4:46:10 PM] Malif: “Yes, and I’d prefer not to have my face on today’s tapes if it gets questioned later on.”
[4:46:25 PM] Harry: “Hm.”
[4:46:37 PM] Malif: “I vote for the night-sneakin option.”
[4:47:05 PM] Harry: “I could get in…alot easier if I had Angela’s walk through walls trick…”
[4:47:32 PM] Mike: Mike grumbles. “Was just about to ask if Angela had taught you that…”
[4:48:55 PM] Malif: “I think this part’s largely on Harry either way.”
[4:49:14 PM] Harry: “Luckily I can work a lockpick.”
[4:51:27 PM] Malif: “In the meantime, we could go for a drive around Beverly Hills and look for white Firebirds. And see if Miguel Guerrero’s address is available.”
[4:52:05 PM | Edited 4:52:07 PM] Mike: “Works for me.”
[4:52:29 PM] ST: (( Okay, this is a good place to call it. ))