Naganisa's Aquisition
Kaito's Aquisition
[col3]
Naganisa
Former Cabal Member|
Michi
Oracle - Former Cabal Member - Member of the Deep Court|
Kaito
Former Cabal Leader[/col3]
The Red Scorpion Bar, a small worthless-seeming bar with watered down drinks and the closest thing to live-music the establishment has ever known is the wino at the counter screaming the only drinking song he knows. The barkeep, a large hairless rock of a man, huge even by an Akamichi's standard has always been able to (thankfully) keep this patron's shenanigans at bar with a steel look. Criminals have always flocked to this establishment like moths to a flame. It had nothing to do with his wares but rather the location, in the heart of the Black Bazaar many unscrupulous individuals use this bar as a center of operations. Since the collapse of the ceiling by Barynx destroyed most of this establishment's competition, the bar has been packed wall-to-wall. The densely populated space does not seem to deter the growing crowds that last until morning. Thankfully Michi would arrive before most of the drunkards, it was the early afternoon that she had requested a meeting between herself and a pair of pardoned notorious criminals plus one.
Everything and I mean EVERYTHING comes with a price. From the baubles and trinkets that the merchants sell to allegiances and favors from friends and peers. The Cabal had wrought great destruction on the place many called home; her alleged guilt would be by association despite the fact that she had not caused harm to a single denizen. Until the other day Sunagakure was housed inside of a fragile bubble and once offense met such a delicate balance, the bubble *popped.* It seemed fitting that the worst portions of Sunagakure were the ones that were saved such as this. The Black Bazaar was one such place, where the cretins and degenerates would gather, fester and grow in both numbers and strength like a disease. Many of their establishments were buried still and rescue workers would likely save them last, but despite the dead below their feet still to be recovered, the cave-in was actually an improvement. The shoddiest of structures now leveled, only the strongest and heartiest survived.
Michi told herself that she was doing the community a great service, riding Sunagakure of the perils they were too slothful to stand against. She knew that she could not depend on Sunagakure to face the Daimyo, despite her efforts they had done nothing. She also knew from Mikaboshi's experiences that Sunans could not be trusted for their word. Naganisa entered before her, she cleaned up well enough for a madwoman but she still looked nuttier than a squirrel. Her eyes darted back and forth and she paced impatiently. "WhereIsHe...WhereIsHe...WhereIsHe..." she muttered this chant.
Michi walked over to the barkeep and whispered something in his ear. He nodded and made his way to the door. The barkeep would wait for the other two to arrive and then lock the door. This was intended to be a private meeting and he was about to be paid handsomely for his compliance. The other bartender, that old crone, and his wife would be pleased with the profits he made on this day despite the risk. What was hidden in that book was something valuable indeed. Something she had hidden there in case it was needed (diamonds) and their value exceeded that of this run-down establishment. While he waited by the door Michi would busy herself pouring a few pitchers of drinks. She had worked here briefly while under a henge while she gathered intelligence on this community so she knew her way around.
A few minutes early still, Kaito would arrive. He would appear pale but be walking without so much as a limp. He cancer was far from cured, he was still a dead man walking and both of them knew it but that would not matter for much longer. "Good to see that you could make it Kaito. I have a very important person that you must meet."
"Aye," Kaito would grunt as he pulled a fag from his pocket and lit it with a snap of his fingers.
There would be a brief awkward silence. As much as she liked to talk, she did not want to repeat herself. She offered the pair a drink while they waited, there was something fruity and strong and something bitter and stronger to choose from. They would not be left waiting for long.
"Lord Mikaboshi, thank you for coming."
Kaito's Aquisition
[col3]
Naganisa
Former Cabal Member
Michi
Oracle - Former Cabal Member - Member of the Deep Court
Kaito
Former Cabal Leader
The Red Scorpion Bar, a small worthless-seeming bar with watered down drinks and the closest thing to live-music the establishment has ever known is the wino at the counter screaming the only drinking song he knows. The barkeep, a large hairless rock of a man, huge even by an Akamichi's standard has always been able to (thankfully) keep this patron's shenanigans at bar with a steel look. Criminals have always flocked to this establishment like moths to a flame. It had nothing to do with his wares but rather the location, in the heart of the Black Bazaar many unscrupulous individuals use this bar as a center of operations. Since the collapse of the ceiling by Barynx destroyed most of this establishment's competition, the bar has been packed wall-to-wall. The densely populated space does not seem to deter the growing crowds that last until morning. Thankfully Michi would arrive before most of the drunkards, it was the early afternoon that she had requested a meeting between herself and a pair of pardoned notorious criminals plus one.
Everything and I mean EVERYTHING comes with a price. From the baubles and trinkets that the merchants sell to allegiances and favors from friends and peers. The Cabal had wrought great destruction on the place many called home; her alleged guilt would be by association despite the fact that she had not caused harm to a single denizen. Until the other day Sunagakure was housed inside of a fragile bubble and once offense met such a delicate balance, the bubble *popped.* It seemed fitting that the worst portions of Sunagakure were the ones that were saved such as this. The Black Bazaar was one such place, where the cretins and degenerates would gather, fester and grow in both numbers and strength like a disease. Many of their establishments were buried still and rescue workers would likely save them last, but despite the dead below their feet still to be recovered, the cave-in was actually an improvement. The shoddiest of structures now leveled, only the strongest and heartiest survived.
Michi told herself that she was doing the community a great service, riding Sunagakure of the perils they were too slothful to stand against. She knew that she could not depend on Sunagakure to face the Daimyo, despite her efforts they had done nothing. She also knew from Mikaboshi's experiences that Sunans could not be trusted for their word. Naganisa entered before her, she cleaned up well enough for a madwoman but she still looked nuttier than a squirrel. Her eyes darted back and forth and she paced impatiently. "WhereIsHe...WhereIsHe...WhereIsHe..." she muttered this chant.
Michi walked over to the barkeep and whispered something in his ear. He nodded and made his way to the door. The barkeep would wait for the other two to arrive and then lock the door. This was intended to be a private meeting and he was about to be paid handsomely for his compliance. The other bartender, that old crone, and his wife would be pleased with the profits he made on this day despite the risk. What was hidden in that book was something valuable indeed. Something she had hidden there in case it was needed (diamonds) and their value exceeded that of this run-down establishment. While he waited by the door Michi would busy herself pouring a few pitchers of drinks. She had worked here briefly while under a henge while she gathered intelligence on this community so she knew her way around.
A few minutes early still, Kaito would arrive. He would appear pale but be walking without so much as a limp. He cancer was far from cured, he was still a dead man walking and both of them knew it but that would not matter for much longer. "Good to see that you could make it Kaito. I have a very important person that you must meet."
"Aye," Kaito would grunt as he pulled a fag from his pocket and lit it with a snap of his fingers.
There would be a brief awkward silence. As much as she liked to talk, she did not want to repeat herself. She offered the pair a drink while they waited, there was something fruity and strong and something bitter and stronger to choose from. They would not be left waiting for long.
"Lord Mikaboshi, thank you for coming."