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Post by Aziah Ducants on Feb 6, 2008 17:13:53 GMT -5
Aziah moved through the crowds easily, his eyes following the people easily as they went about their business. His eyes did not dart around nervously, trying to take everything in, but he still managed to get all of it and more in with ease. He was on business, of sorts, and wanted to make sure there were no mistakes. He could hear the start of a game of blitz, the first of the season and most of the people were there or headed that way, which was why he was to meet his contact there as well. Hidden amongst the masses in plain sight.
Stepping up beside the man Aziah pretends to look straight ahead and talks as if they're discussing the game before them as they watch it.
"Who do you think will win?"
"To early to tell. Wanna make a wager on it?"
Aziah nodded his head and reached into his pocket pulling out a gold piece.
"Sure, why wouldn't I?"
The man pocketed the coin with a deft movement of his hand and looked towards Aziah.
"Betting is a dangerous thing. You never know what it will cost you so don't rush into bets you can't cover."
Aziah nodded and turned to walk towards a stand to grab a bite to eat, but the man tossed him a small piece of metal that flipped in the air and into Aziah's hand.
"Keep it. This bet is bigger than that small amount."
Aziah looked at it and pocketed wondering what the message in the gold container held. Ordering a quick meal he paid and opened the coin in his pocket, pulling the parchment from inside before pulling it from his pocket to read.
Dock 2. Come alone after night fall.
Aziah burned the parchment and took his food, chewing on it slowly as he thought about the note. It appeared someone wanted to meet him, but for what purpose?
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Post by Aziah Ducants on Mar 4, 2008 16:04:07 GMT -5
Aziah walked onto Dock 2 alone. For all appearances he was unarmed as well, but most people who expected him or knew of him would know better than to assume that was the case. His arms were folded across his chest as he swayed gently as he walked, moving to the sound of the waves lapping against the side of the dock. The docks were dark and deserted, at least as far as everyone could tell. Moving to some crates Aziah leaned against them and waited.
I wonder what they want. This better not take long.
He didn't have to wait long as he heard someone speak to him from the side. He didn't bother to turn his head, or acknowledge that he even heard the person just in case someone was watching.
"I know you're interested in making some money. You always are, so I'll get right to it. I have an offer for you. Someone has an artifact I want. It is extremely valuable, and dangerous, which is why I'll pay quite nicely for it. I want you to get it for me. Simple enough?"
Aziah looked at the stars as the waves continued to beat against the dock and decided then and there he needed money. All other avenues of questioning could be put on hold. He needed to work back into the flow of things before he'd be of any help anyway. Even though he hated accepting just any job, he jumped on this one before knowing the full details.
"I'm in. What is it, who has it, and where can I find him?"
The voice hiring him didn't waste any time once it knew it had the man it wanted for the job.
"The item is simply a box with a black urn in it, as well as some parchment with arcane scribblings. The man who has it is a fellow of questionable morals, a pirate and thief, who stole it from a village he plundered years ago. What you need to do to him to get it matters not at all to me. As for where he is right now, I don't know, but he will be in town in a few days for a "business deal" so you do what you want with the information."
Aziah nodded and leaned forward, pushing off from the crates. He knew what he would do. He turned to walk away, but stopped and said over his shoulder, fully aware that the voice could hear him above the water though others would be hard pressed to do so.
"Have the money ready to pay me."
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Post by Wierzbowski on Mar 4, 2008 22:54:15 GMT -5
:Aziah turns to walk off to find a rugged looking soldier standing in front of him. He blows a puff of smoke out into Aziah's face and removes the cigarette from his mouth:
"You need not worry about payment."
:The man chuckles and turns:
"Lets go..."
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Post by Aziah Ducants on Mar 6, 2008 13:58:49 GMT -5
Aziah looked at the man and followed off of the docks. A couple days until the job could be finished, but that worked perfect because it would give him enough time to gather any equipment he might need. Some things were hard to come across while others were a dime a dozen. He slipped his hands to his side unconciously as it came across one of his pistols. The other moved to his flask so he could take a swig from it.
(OOC I may not be on until Monday to move this along, but it is open for any to join or post in. Whether or not I can post depends on if I can make it to the public library before classes resume Monday.)
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Post by Wierzbowski on Mar 6, 2008 18:51:14 GMT -5
:The two quietly walk down the street to the nearest pub. Aziah wanders off to a corner booth and finds a seat where he begins to drink from his flask:
"Two drinks and something small to eat, thanks.."
:Ski leaves some a couple coins and heads back to the booth. He ashes out his dying cigarette and instantly pulls out a beaten pack of cigarettes. He slides one in his mouth and lights it:
"...alright..."
:Ski slides the pack and lighter onto the table and leans back:
(OOC- Gotcha)
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Post by Aziah Ducants on Mar 12, 2008 16:30:56 GMT -5
Aziah looks at the man as he slides into the booth. He wasn't sure what to make of the man, and he would take it cautiously. Smoke filled the pub creating a light haze that made it feel dreary to the place. Aziah took another swig from his flask and looked at the man.
"So are you to baby sit through this job or are you an actual asset that will benefit me?"
He wasn't about to give to much away on his thoughts or plans, but a little help wouldn't be an issue. In fact, he often welcomed help because if things went south fast it gave him someone to set up for the fall and divert attention from him when he made his disappearance to regroup. It wasn't often he messed up, but it did happen.
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Post by Wierzbowski on Mar 18, 2008 21:30:42 GMT -5
:He picks up a shot with his other hand and knocks it back. Ski clears his throat and slides the glass to the table and takes another drag from his cigarette:
"No....we're moreless an insurance policy to each other."
:He smirks:
"I've worked for them before and they prefer to double up on dangerous missions. One fails, but the other makes it."
:He pauses to take another drag:
"...smart, smart..."
:He leans forward. You're the main this time, so whats the job? I was just informed to meet up with you."
(OOC- s**t, sorrry about the wait, I hadn't seen you post for awhile so haven't checked!)
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Post by Aziah Ducants on Mar 24, 2008 16:25:29 GMT -5
(OOC It's OK. I do the same some time. lol)
Aziah leaned back and looked at the man before nodding. He would let the man in on it and perhaps they could come up with the finer details to the plan. Aziah leaned forward and started spoke slowly.
"We're to retrieve an artifact from a pirate who will be here in town soon. I wasn't given a name, so first order of business is to check with the shadier people of town to see if any shipments or delivery of contraband are expected, or in the best case scenario if any pirates of renown are expected. Once we know that we can lay a trap to aquire this... urn he possesses."
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Post by Wierzbowski on Mar 26, 2008 22:37:58 GMT -5
:He grins:
"I prefer the route of force personally..."
:He taps a firearm at his side:
"Regardless...I need to arm up a bit before this mission. Last one went a little messy and I wasn't quite prepared."
:Takes another drink:
"..though moreso than my partner at the time."
:He smirks and looks at Aziah:
"Perhaps we should get you a couple toys just in case."
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Post by Aziah Ducants on Apr 2, 2008 13:04:46 GMT -5
Aziah shakes his head and looks at the man as he downs what is left in his flask and goes to stand. He wobbles slightly and grins as he steadies himself.
"I need no toys for what I have in mind, though it will surely leave a vivid memory of us in the minds of all who witness our... business matter... which should be all of Luca."
He looks around as his mind runs through his idea.
"By the way, do you have any good food for roasting? I'm thinking of a cook out in a few days."
Aziah sways and sits back down as he decides it is to far to walk to the door and leave just now. He'd find out the details after awhile.
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Post by Wierzbowski on Apr 2, 2008 23:20:41 GMT -5
:He grins:
"Suit yourself my friend.."
:Ski picks up a pack sitting beside him:
"Trust me, I come prepared, I have everything I need."
:He smirks before downing the final shot on the table:
"Ready?"
(OOC- Your story, you lead.)
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Post by Aziah Ducants on Apr 9, 2008 13:17:19 GMT -5
Aziah nodded and stood to leave.
(Fast forward a few days to skip boring waiting time and such)
Sitting on the dock Aziah watched as the huge boat slowly slid in. It was right on schedule, which shocked him because when he had gotten the news and the time he had figured the informant would be wrong. Most people who dealt on the wrong side of the law weren't so punctual or clear with times and places to meet. Aziah figured this was a sign of either arrogance or stupidity. He wasn't sure which yet and didn't rightly care. He was the best there was anyway so this would be a walk in a sun filled glade with nothing but chocobos around to stop him. Taking a sip from his flask he grinned.
"It ends tonight."
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Post by Eva Natsuki on Apr 9, 2008 19:10:32 GMT -5
::A cloaked figured walked into town looking around a bit before looking at one of the townspeople and stopping him::
"Excuse me...could you tell me where the docks are?"
::The man looked at the cloaked figure a little unnerved but couldn't help but to wonder about the face that went with the voice that sounded feminine::
"Its down a couple of blocks then you make a right. You might want to hurry though, I think there was supposed to be a boat coming soon."
::The cloaked figured nodded and mumbled thanks before jogging in the direction the man pointed out::
I know they said i'm supposed to meet someone here but who? I knew I shouldn't have takened this mercenary job.
::She thought bitterfully as she makes it there not noticing that there was someone already there::
But travelling alone is expensive...need the money.
::She sighed a bit before looking out at the water looking out towards the incoming boat::
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Post by Wierzbowski on Apr 9, 2008 22:33:03 GMT -5
: Wierzbowski sits to the side of Aziah on a stack of pallets. He has his rifle propped up beside him and cups his cigarette in his hand between puffs to dull out the glow:
"...Yes?"
: Ski grins and takes a final drag before ashing it out. He raises up his rifle and prepares:
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