EPIC M&M: Issue 2 (IC)

[Deva]

Raisa brushes the dust off her suit and she smiles at Carl. "Thanks for the offer, but I like the hands on approach." For emphasis, she grabs the goon roughly by the collar of his jacket and lifts him off the ground. "You wants to have a little fun, so lets you and I have some fun."

Once down a ways into the alley, away from prying eyes on the street, Raisa drops him to the ground. She nudges him in the ribs to roll him onto his stomach with one arm out at his side. "Now me, I'm not entirely fond of violence." She steps on the back of his hand with her stilletto heal, applying pressure to cause a great deal of pain. "But I'm even less fond of being called a Ho. Now when I ask you my questions, before you answer I want you to think of this pain-" She grinds her heal a little harder into his hand, trying not to cringe at the crunching of the bones beneath her foot - " in that oh so tender spot between your legs, and then answer me honestly. I don't like answer, I start moving to other body parts."

She lets up a little, but keeps her foot on his hand. "So why the elaborate set up?"

 

[Calinon]

Raisa
The goon screams in pain, but manages to get out, "Tommy said someone shakin' down Matty an' ta take care of 'em! This is Tommy G's street, an' if yus think you can come in an' take it, you gots a nother ting comin'! What you gonna get is a war! Now gets off my hand!"

 

[Velmont]

Kevin"But 'need'? Here I thought you would call to talk about collecting your reward for helping," she says with a disappointed sigh. "You sure know how to dash a girl's hopes."

"Don't misunderstand me. I help you, but Split is still away and he may still be a danger, he is a bit unstabble, and his double are worst, trust my experience. Only half the job is done, so I didn't thougth I would have the right to get my reward, after all, I said after all would be resolved.

But I sure looks foward to get my reward when I will be completing the task. After the damage done by Split, I can have all EPIC help for that, and for the psycho husband, he just got arrested to have hired Split and be the cause of many wound and three dead, he will have difficulties to hire more goons.

So, I think I was asking for a dinner, but as there is some job left, what about a simple drink. There is surely a good place to take a good drink and with a some good music..."

 

[Deva]

Raisa
The goon screams in pain, but manages to get out, "Tommy said someone shakin' down Matty an' ta take care of 'em! This is Tommy G's street, an' if yus think you can come in an' take it, you gots a nother ting comin'! What you gonna get is a war! Now gets off my hand!"

"Like anything you punks got would scare me. Look what I did to fifteen of you." Her head tilts to the side and she applies more pressure to the hand. "So if the big boss Tommy G is so confident in his control of this street, why are fifteen of you wannabes lurking around waiting for trouble? Almost like he was expecting it." Raisa shifts her foot again, eliciting another series of crunches from his hand. "Why all the muscle?"

 

[Calinon]

Raisa
"Why you tink, you psycho witch! Yus shake down Matty and he's gonna call who he pays for protection. We protect ours and yus tink you horn in on Tommy G's territory, yus tink again. One call an' he'll get Whisper in here ta mop the floor wit you and your freak pal!"

"There's an idle threat if I ever heard one," Carl says, walking into the light in the alley. He has his gun out and is screwing a silencer into the barrel.

"Screw you, and this witch too! Yus can kill me, but yus be lookin' over your shoulder fer the rest of yer life! An' one day, Whisper'll be looking back when you turn to see who's there!"

"I look at him ever day when I shave," Carl says calmly. "Handsome african american fellow, kinda tall. Has a nice gun," he finishes, dropping his hand to his side, pointing the gun at the ground, tapping the barrel idly against his own leg.

"Oh crap," the goon mutters, paling.

"It seems he might need some more convincing to tell us the truth of things, Raisa," Carl says, still tapping the barrel of his gun against his pant leg, glaring at the man.

Kevin
"Oh, they caught her husband? Excellent! What was his name now... Mario? Marvin? With all the excitement, I can't seem to place it. I hate when I get so muddled. Maybe you can help me with the name. This will be bugging me for hours now."

Detective Mendez slids his notepad to you. On it, it says, "One more minute and we'll have a trace."

 

[Velmont]

*Flashback on Kevin thoughts*

When Kevin was about to take the phone. And what make them think Martin is telling the thruth. Why Mia couldn't be the one telling the truth, that she was hired to protect that girl... I will not let that detective doing a mistake. Split is still on the trip and Mia need my help...

Kevin
"Oh, they caught her husband? Excellent! What was his name now... Mario? Marvin? With all the excitement, I can't seem to place it. I hate when I get so muddled. Maybe you can help me with the name. This will be bugging me for hours now."

How can she not know Martin's name. His wife would have surely talk many time about him, and they would remeber his name... except if that detective is right... damn... am I wrong?

Detective Mendez slids his notepad to you. On it, it says, "One more minute and we'll have a trace."

"It is Martin. And he will sleep in jail for some times, that's sure. So, how about my proposition, a simple drink, in a nice club or resto of your choice. We could talk about business, how we can catch Split before he finish his job. Never know with that psycho. Or if you prefer, we may change our mind for a moment and talk about something else, after all, it may bored you all that. Personally, I prefer the second option.

And another thing, have you ever taste a Porto Colheitas 20 years old?"

 

[Calinon]

Kevin
"Oh of course. It is Martin. So I trust Mr. Raynes was suitably appologetic when the police arrested and questioned him?" she asks, pausing to wait for his response before accepting his offer of a drink.

 

[Mimic]

Feel free to ask your questions. All shall be answered

Mr. Tan, I have a couple of questions for you. Firstly,you stated that you were afraid for your life when I and a few of my friends followed after you, even though we showed no signs of aggression towards you and even after you ordered your "bodyguards" to assult Vince without, I might add, giving us a chance to expain why we were there. Why were you so sure that it was you that we were after. If you had done nothing wrong there was no need for such a violent reaction, or is that the way you normally react because if it is, I feel sorry for the next guy that tries to return your lost wallet.

My next question is why were you posing as a waiter in this restaraunt if you had nothing to do with this kidnapping?

 

[Velmont]

"He told us he wanted his wife ack, and at ay cost. It is why he paid for Split to have her back. Honestly, if you are ready to hire Split to get someone, I would take the chance to have it back dead. Split isn't the cleanest MERC I know, so it is easy to find that Martin didn't want the best of Mrs Raynes."

 

[Calinon]

Velmont
"I don't think this Split character will cause us any more problems today. A drink would be nice though," she says. "We can meet at my apartment in the Crystal Palace, in say, an hour? Any cab can bring you here. Come in through the lobby doors and ask for me at the front desk. I'll tell them to be expecting you to call. And, Kevin? Do come alone. I'd prefer to not be interupted when I entertain guests."

She hangs up.

Others
"Having people obviously chase after you, some who can fly and others exhibiting other frightening and fantastical powers, would not frighten a normal person such as myself? Child, I fear you underestimate the fear your kind often bring to others. And with some of your companions looking so frightening, like the demonic goat child, or that strange mantis-girl, among those giving chase, and with such violence having been perpetrated all around you just a short time prior, can you honestly say you would not be stricken with fear?" His explanation is so convincing that more than one of you catch yourselves looking away self consciously.

"It was obvious who you were after. You were heading right at myself and my guards, looking straight at us, and not deviating from your course. Unlike a person trying to "return my wallet" as you so charmingly give the example, you were not calling to me to get me to stop, nor explaining your actions. You were simply charging towards me, and then sent a horribly misshapen ruffian ahead to further frighten and hound us," he says, looking uncomfortable even glancing at Vincent and Tara.

"Now, what kidnapping are you speaking of? I was hired by my clients and Mrs. Silvas to mediate the resolution of a marital dispute. Mr. Silvas was to transfer, by cashiers check, a large sum of money in payment of a soon to be finalized divorce settlement between he and his wife. Since the two did not wish to deal directly with each other, my serves were engaged by Mrs. Silvas. I arranged with the restaurant owners for the use of their facility and informed Mr. Silvas of the transfer time and place. Once here, however, my client demanded her guards lock up the employees, thus leaving me in the unpleasant position of acting the role of a lowly waiter."