Sciforums Fleet
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What if I find some reason not to? Or just think that your undercover so I shouldn't say it.
In game:
"Alright, Audrey, this is your stop." Sutori said stepping back into the bar
"There are the guards right there." Audrey said pointing across the room
"Go to them and don't look back until you get there." he said
She nodded and he let her go.
She walked quickly throw the room until she reached her two startled guards.
They quickly hid her behind them and they started to leave the room. When she looked back to where Sutori was she saw that he was gone, but had the feeling he would be back.
In game:
"Alright, Audrey, this is your stop." Sutori said stepping back into the bar
"There are the guards right there." Audrey said pointing across the room
"Go to them and don't look back until you get there." he said
She nodded and he let her go.
She walked quickly throw the room until she reached her two startled guards.
They quickly hid her behind them and they started to leave the room. When she looked back to where Sutori was she saw that he was gone, but had the feeling he would be back.
Sutori continued walking down the halls trying his best to blend into the crowd. The fact he had a gash through his chest that dripped blood behind him every so often didn't help, nor that his hand was covered in it.
But that's what gloves are for.
Sutori was trying to figure out his next move.
But that's what gloves are for.
Sutori was trying to figure out his next move.
Oh yeah I got a plan, the rebellion needs money, so most of my guy's families are gonna be involved (including my guy's fake family). They are big capitalists and plutocrats. Our guys resign as Royal Executioners, use their bonuses and earnings to start investing (well not legal investing, aka insider trading, securities fraud etc.).
Your guy and the princess have to first show my guys the ass crack of the Empire and convince my guys (plus the strike force that came with my guys) that a rebellion is in order.
My guys and your guy need more capital then what is earned by investing, so we do morally ambiguous things (behind the Princess' back), and your guy heads the "Underground" Division, funded at first by money from my guy's corporation and then the illegal dough that comes out is money laundered into our guy's corporation. Of course my guys will still fight when we need some "extra muscle" against other criminal empires.
Whatdaya think?
Your guy and the princess have to first show my guys the ass crack of the Empire and convince my guys (plus the strike force that came with my guys) that a rebellion is in order.
My guys and your guy need more capital then what is earned by investing, so we do morally ambiguous things (behind the Princess' back), and your guy heads the "Underground" Division, funded at first by money from my guy's corporation and then the illegal dough that comes out is money laundered into our guy's corporation. Of course my guys will still fight when we need some "extra muscle" against other criminal empires.
Whatdaya think?
Sutori stumbled into his quarters and locked the door shut amongst the offers of assistance from people outside.
He was losing a hell of a lot of blood very quickly.
He staggered onto a chair and pulled out a med kit. He pulled out a needle full of an anesthetic and curved needle with stitching thread.
Over the next thirty minutes Sutori quite literally stitched himself back together.
"Shit, gonna need a real doctor soon." Sutori said rolling out some gauze to put over the gash.
He was losing a hell of a lot of blood very quickly.
He staggered onto a chair and pulled out a med kit. He pulled out a needle full of an anesthetic and curved needle with stitching thread.
Over the next thirty minutes Sutori quite literally stitched himself back together.
"Shit, gonna need a real doctor soon." Sutori said rolling out some gauze to put over the gash.
Yeah, financial plots can actually be fun, for anyone that doesn't believe me, watch Wall Street and Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps. Money never sleeps got me into financial films, even though it is a pretty poor movie for explaining the 2008 financial meltdown, but it is a movie to entertain and I was entertained.
I think the Executives at Goldman Sachs weren't very amused and entertained. Certainly didn't add to any popularity they still have.
Wanna get Razor to do this raid on the rebellion instead?
Okay
In game:
Sutori shuffled into the bar, still a bit pale, he ordered a drink to which the bartender replied "You okay kid? You look like crap." he said
Sutori stared daggers at him until he turned around and hurriedly finished his drink.
Cat came out of nowhere and sat next to him. "Your not so good at making friends." she said sarcastically
"I'm not in the mood Catherine." he replied
"I take it you didn't kill her?" she asked
"Word travels fast." Sutori said
"It sure does."
In game:
Sutori shuffled into the bar, still a bit pale, he ordered a drink to which the bartender replied "You okay kid? You look like crap." he said
Sutori stared daggers at him until he turned around and hurriedly finished his drink.
Cat came out of nowhere and sat next to him. "Your not so good at making friends." she said sarcastically
"I'm not in the mood Catherine." he replied
"I take it you didn't kill her?" she asked
"Word travels fast." Sutori said
"It sure does."
Nah, my guys are still on patrol, we're gonnna kill some rebels and petty criminals first.
Do you think that would be a good intro to our confrontation? My guy could get to anywhere he wanted to in the ship, so what could happen is that he gets to the wrong place at the wrong time.
Your guy sees him, recognizes him from the terrorist attack on the planet, and then the fight starts.
Your guy sees him, recognizes him from the terrorist attack on the planet, and then the fight starts.
Sutori was wondering around the walls, with a fresh glass of "whatever the hell that shitty bartender made me".
He passed through smoking hallways and screaming passengers, he knew where he was going but at the same time he seemed completely lost, devoid of purpose.
He passed through smoking hallways and screaming passengers, he knew where he was going but at the same time he seemed completely lost, devoid of purpose.