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Nineveh's introduction to the Peach Trees. I missed her earlier posts though sorry! . L a n a | D i e t r i c h . Thief | Peach Trees Resident Room Admin | MC-1 | PoD - [ Peach Trees : Plaza ] -Somewhere in the shopping district located in the lower level of the Mega Block. Businesses range from standard shops to the more seedy and unsavory.- says to ALL: -Lana was back where she belonged after her excursion to the White Tower some days earlier. Despite leaving the pristine order of the luxurious apartment belonging to Don Forrester behind the secret Lana discovered still hounded here, making it quite impossible to simply relax and forget. She was bothered by a greasy feeling of disgust and one thing Lana couldn’t stand were feelings, especially those speaking to any sense of vulnerability on her part. Thus, to distract herself Lana found her way to the Plaza where the smell of McCrud burgers and the faint stench of cigarettes found her, dividing her attentions briefly as she considered grabbing a snack or simply heading to the bar for a drink and a drag. However, spotting a shop selling the latest in knee pad fashion (Meggers were all about their knee pads) Lana wandered to the vendor to browse and perhaps purchase a new pair. She quite enjoyed her black knee pads with the skull logo emblazoned on them but once in a while a change was good, and of course, everything went well with black which was Lana’s colour of choice.- (11/08/16 10:48) ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ALL: The transaction of purchase had already taken place a week ago, but there had been some loose ends that she needed to tie up, which can go unmentioned - for now. So the keys were already within her possession, it was a simple case of showing up and entering on into their new abode. " Wonder what our neighbours will be like, huh, Eden? " Nineveh wasn't naive, she was streetwise, she knew the ways of people, but she could quite often look over peoples failings and always wanted to give everyone a chance! But in that precise minute of talking to her lovable hound, she'd entered the block and glanced down towards Eden, paying little to no attention to where her feet were guiding her. How unfortunate. A bald headed thug barged into her left shoulder, her left hand instantly tightened on the duffel bag on impact, instinct or mere reaction? Who knew. But the man became aggressive almost immediately. " Watch where you're going WHORE! " he'd spun so that he was facing the left side of her body, shouting so loudly in her ear that it made her made her head hum. And ewww, some of his spittle flew from his sewer mouth and landed on her cheek, a tiny speck missing the corner of her mouth by less than a centimetre! Disgusting! Not wanting to get off on the wrong foot, for it being her first day here and all, she told Eden to 'heel' who was currently baring her teeth and growling threateningly. Lifting up the hand that grasped the duffle bag, the back of her hand wiped his spit from her face. " Honest mistake, beg your pardon " she said, most politely, without making eye contact, and with little facial expression on her part. " We'll be on our way " a single step forward was halted, by his arm shooting out across in front of her. " Where you going, bitch?! " This bloke seriously needed to settle down, the vein in his neck was now pulsing with every angry word. Eden had to do everything to contain herself from leaping and ripping the man's arm clean off. Nineveh yet still responded with a calm demeanor. " Home, this is our home now " it was only now that she cut her eyes towards him, taking in his ugly features. One brown eye, the other patched for some unknown reason, and dotted all across his face were scars. Not battle scars, but scars caused by adult acne. Distinct. " Then remember my name, Mono " The man kissed the air towards her, and than walked off as if nothing had transpire. " What a lovely chap, must be one of our neighbours. Certain to remember him. " Nineveh announced, and he could quite possibly turn out to be one of the more tame residence here! " Come, Eden " on wards, towards a new adventure! . L a n a | D i e t r i c h . Thief | Peach Trees Resident Room Admin | MC-1 | PoD - [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ||||||||||Somewhat damag: -The store merchant watched over his wares with hawk like attention to detail but Lana was unfazed under the glare of the man’s alert observation of her. Perhaps he recognized her for what she was or simply feared that like many in the Trees she was too poor to afford such items. Sifting through the colourful pads she came across some that lit up, and others that glowed in the dark neither of which appealed to Lana who was all about the stealth. There were neon colours and animal prints but she eventually gravitated to those that were dark and dour, much like her in fact. It was then however that her attentions were soon drawn to an altercation occurring at the entrance to the Block. Its main door was kept open during most hours, closing only in the event of a lock down which was rare. Casually Lana continued to browse the wares while actually observing the newly arrived blonde and her dog. Not because Lana was entirely interested in the woman’s story, or her sidekick for that matter, but because outsiders were viewed with great suspicion within the Blocks and citizens tended to be quite territorial when it came to their neighbourhoods. If “Jenny was from the wrong block” she was about to be dropped and perhaps Lana would be the one to do it, although that mutt might be a bit of a problem...- . . . Undercover Justice . . . · Viktor Stromm · Black Ops : Hall of Justice MC1|POD [ Peach Trees : Plaza ] -Somewhere in the shopping district located in the lower level of the Mega Block. Businesses range from standard shops to the more seedy and unsavory.- says to ALL: ...the Hall of Justice had sent a summons which I'd received via personal, encrypted datapad however rather then answer the summons I let it wait. I needed a reason to leave Peach Trees so the locals wouldn't become suspicious of my activities. On that note -Sweet Vic- was active in Peach Trees Plaza today and the surrounding vacinity peddling the last of his supply to anyone who wanted it before he needed to refill and meet with his supplier outside of the Mega Block. It was as convieniant a reason to leave Peach Trees as any other. Right now I could be found on the fringe of Peach Trees Plaza dressed in cargo pants and a tight fitting t-shirt that hugged my biceps and drew attention to my well muscled form. Whenver someone came close, someone I thought would be an easy mark I always approach ed them the same way..."Hey man. Hey."...I made sure I had their attention...."You looking for a little kick? Then Sweet Vic has got whatchu need."...ensuring no one was watching I would laways produce a vial of white substance, a grainy substance that was pure untampered with sugar, just a little something the kids could sprinkle on their cereal in the morning or the old man could put in his drink. I sold at a reasonable price for returning customers and I made sure that everyone knew where my corner was, I even paid a few credits to the -gangs- for protection even though the word on the street was that I could handle myself. Inside I was documenting it all, making mental notes of names, faces and transactions because eventually everyone would need to be Judged.... (11/08/16 11:19) ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ALL: It wasn't so surprising to find many bodies milling about on the lower level of the block, after all, a lot of the merchandise were here. Along with small food outlets. It had been the plan to go straight to the apartment, unload all of her belongings, and than search out for that well deserved burger. It was also a must to find out who exactly 'ran' the level that she'd be living on, didn't want to upset the wrong people, now did she? Nope, not her, not little old Nineveh, friend one and friend to all! For those who could stomach being around her at least, she had come to learn that the majority kept away once they found out what she could be like, overbearing for the most part. But yes, the plan had change. Food first, that way, she woudn't have to venture out immediately and mingle with 'these people'. Awww, what's wrong Nineveh, scared already? Diddums! A frown pulled her brows, and she marched towards the scent of burgers that wafted through the air. " NO! " she randomly shouted, in response to uuuh, who knows? By all appearances, she was alone. Her voice travelled to those near by, who just gave her a second glance and than continued on as if nothing was out of the norm. Approaching the burger joint, which happened to be more of a 'stall', she hadn't noticed the woman at a distance peering in her direction. There was after all, quite a crowd out right now. But the shop that Lana was browsing, wasn't too far from the burger place, so who knew, maybe Nineveh might just bump into her too. Clumsy, mare that she is. " A burger " she said, sounding more than irritated towards the server, who got to work putting together the order. In the mean time, she turned and allowed her eyes to sweep over the people, with suspicion now. . L a n a | D i e t r i c h . Thief | Peach Trees Resident Room Admin | MC-1 | PoD - [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to . . . Judge and Jury . : -Just then Lana found her attention also diverted by the sight of seeing Sweet Vic, handsome meat head and mysterious stranger, peddling his very illegal sugar. Caffeine and sugar consumption were not sanctioned in Mega-City One and even the food purchased at favourite fast food joints like McCruds was quite nutritious despite appearances…or brand naming. Ditching the knee pads Lana would glance back to the weirdo with the dog now talking to herself it seems before marching straight toward Vic who Lana greeted with an abrupt.- “Hey, I need you.”-Not in that way as Lana had played hard to get, teasing you more than anything in a bid to learn more about you per Red’s orders. So far she hadn’t learned a whole lot which might be an issue with Red but here and now Lana sought to learn whether you were down to ryde and die, Peach Trees style.- . . . Undercover Justice . . . · Viktor Stromm · Black Ops : Hall of Justice MC1|POD [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to . L a n a | D i e t r i : ...just in the middling of a transaction I was about to hand a vial of sugar over to a customer when he noticed Lana coming towards us and decided to ditch at the last second. Lana was a well known face around Peach Trees but residents here were careful, maybe she was looking for something she could use as leverage and no one in Peach Trees wanted anyone to have leverage on them. Anyways I seemed disgruntled as the man withdrew while I turned to face Lana..."Shit Lana I was trying to make a sale here."...but I didn't make to much of deal about it when I consented..."Alright, what's up?"...I was curious, this could be something I could use to my advantage at some point in the future..."I am game."...I stuffed the vial of sugar back into the pocket of my cargos... 8/16 11:43) ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ALL: " Ya'wan' onions? " called the server from behind the counter, but Nineveh had the hundred yard, blue eyes which pierced through dozens of heads and beyond into nothingness. With no response, and lacking the patience as a line was beginning to form, the server slammed their hand against the counter top with the flat of their palm: " HEY! Ya'wan' onions or no? " snapping out of it, she began to laugh almost without control and nodded her head " Sure " Of course, it wasn't onions in the traditional sense, going back hudreds of years or so. Just an 'added' flavour, really, if the tongue desired it. The server wasting no time, wanting for the stranger to get away from their stall so they can attend to others, the exchange for food for credit was done swiftly, and she was sent on her way. The block was YUUUUUUGE ((TEEHEE!)) so finding her way her apartment was going to be part of the challenge or adventure, depending on how one looks at it. Distancing herself from the shops, she found a metal bench which was bolted to the ground and parked her rear here. Dropping the duffel bag, she tore the burger in half and gave one half to Eden. Who gulped it down in one go. As for Nineveh, she took delicate, mouse like bites around the edge, what a LAAAADEEEE!! " Finish dinner and than we find home, Eden. We don't want to stay out for too along around these people. Plus, a lot of work to do, A LOT! " Just what kind of work? That comes in the next installment! For now, she was enjoying the time alone, observing and getting a 'feel for the place'. Best thing to do, really! . L a n a | D i e t r i c h . Thief | Peach Trees Resident Room Admin | MC-1 | PoD - [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to . . . Judge and Jury . : -Lana smirked with mild amusement flashing in her green eyes as your cool, calm demeanour seems to have evaporated but as the buyer fucked off she watched him go without much regret for having intruded on the transaction.-“See that bitch over there with the dog?”-Lana tipped her head afterward, gesturing vaguely to Nineveh in the background getting herself a burger and heading to a bench, and once you got a line on who she was referring to Lana went on.- “I don’t think she belongs here. Go find out who she is. If she’s the ‘wrong kind’ punch her out.”-Stepping closer to you just then Lana standing at just over 5’9 would make it seem she was trying tempt you with some unspoken promise of making it your worth your while, when at the last second her hand slipped into the pocket of your pants to pull out the vial of sugar.- “Because Red likes sugar.”-All kinds actually but Lana was not very sweet and to keep the creep off her back she’d find other ways to feed his sweet tooth. If you put up a fuss or refused her Lana was ready to take her ass to the upper levels to rat you out and make your life in the Trees quite unbearable. That’s if the gang even let you keep breathing. For now it was time for you to earn your Peach Tree stripes beyond peddling illegal substances and chasing after prostitutes.- . . . Undercover Justice . . . · Viktor Stromm · Black Ops : Hall of Justice MC1|POD [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to . L a n a | D i e t r i : ...Lana was such a great judge of character. Doesn't belong here? Well so far I had flown under her radar but to keep flying low I might have to give this new girl a taste of the knuckles so that it didn't arose suspicion. Looking at her my attention split between her and the dog she had with her, I saw the dog but focused on the woman then I'd have glanced back towards Lana as she drew close and her hand slid into one of my pockets causing me to grumble..."Yeah. Tell him to enjoy it."...I'd never met Red Vancer but if I had it my way I might be part of the team to either send him to the iso cubes or put a lawgiver to his temple. The Bastard deserved whatever was coming. Shrugging my shoulders I'd have smirked at Lana a bit before turning my attention towards the mark and moving in her direction as though I had some kind of purpose.... (Nineveh)...after I left Lana I didn't waste any time moving towards the woman seated on one of the numerous benches and feeding some of her food to the dog. As I came closer I'd have observed her carefully, read her body language the way I'd been taught in the Halls of Justice and moved within an almost personal distance. Lifting my leg I'd balance myself against the bench using the foot of my boot for support while leaning in like I was checking her out..."What's your game baby?"...I asked...."Haven't seen you around here before. You looking for something sweet? Well then I can help you."....you could tell a lot about a person the way they responded to being propositioned I found but when I said something sweet did I mean the sugar I carried (more than just the one vial Lana took) or a little something else of the sweet meat variety.... /16 12:14) ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to . . . Undercover Justic: Eden shuffled a few paces closer to Nineveh, big blue eyes begging for more of the burger. Fat greedy pig, that she was. Of course, she noticed the pooch and couldn't deny her half the time, but this was a celebration meal. Forgetting her manners, she shoved the entire half burger into her gob, and chomped down as almost as fiercely as the pitbull had. Though her jaws were not as strong, nor her teeth as sharp, she certainly munched her way through the meal in no time. Great timing, Nineveh. Hot bod comes strolling over and you got your mouth full of something hot, still, might give him some incentive. Yeah, he can get gauge just how big that gob of yours really is. The woman's features twisted when the boot of the man planted itself on the edge of bench, and on his approach she'd blurted out: " Shhhhh! " through gritted teeth, which had chunks of mashed of food trying to squeeze through the gaps. A laugh followed, and she tilted her head to one side, gazing up at the handsome fella. " Sweet, me? Thank you! " swallowing the what remained in her mouth before speaking any further, she flashed him a toothy smile. " Oh! I'm sorry, that's not what you said, was it? Uh. Yeees, yeeees, brand spanking new, that's me " a fine brow quirked, her eyes beginning to roam the man from top to the bottom. Perhaps he's one of the big shots here, like Mono? Though Mono was a wannabe, from what she could tell. " No, no. Nothing sweet for me. Unless you consider home to be sweet. As they say, home sweet home HAAA! " WTF?? Apparently she thought that to be most funny, because she burst out laughing and than began to stand from where she'd sat. 'Fucking hell, get a grip Nineveh, he's gonna think we're a nutcase' sticking out her hand towards him, how very polite: " I am Nineveh, you are? " that bright smile still playing prominantly across her lips. 'Nice move, Nineveh, dodge that first question.' The hand remain stuck out, waiting for him to take it within hers. (11/08/16 12:16) . L a n a | D i e t r i c h . Thief | Peach Trees Resident Room Admin | MC-1 | PoD - [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ALL: -Lana would watch as Vic complied with her demand which only held weight thanks to her affiliation with Red. She did not enjoy playing that card very often and refrained from doing so to avoid giving him a reason to come collect from her. Turning to observe his approach Lana tucked the vial away into her own pocket before she wandered off a short distance to gather more reinforcements. She’d drop a word here and there, alerting people to the fact there was a new face. Even in a tower this large it was easy after a while to pick out those who didn’t belong. Most times it was heard in the way a person talked or carried themselves, or their clothing. The bag was also a pretty good give away but soon more pairs of eyes were turned toward Nineveh though not so many that there was about to be a lynching, merely a few jealous females being riled with the fact that someone other than them was taking up Sweet Vic’s time and attention. With a face and body like that it was bound that Victor was going to gain a few fans while in the Trees beyond just Trixie who was probably his number one fan!- |
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| V.V. | Nov 8 2016, 04:21 PM Post #2 |
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Contd 11/08/16 12:26) . . . Undercover Justice . . . · Viktor Stromm · Black Ops : Hall of Justice MC1|POD [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ||||||||||Somewhat damag: ...I'd been in this conversation for all of two seconds and I'd already started to sense something was off about this girl but I played along for now, even after she turned down my offer of something sweet. Maybe she just didn't know what I was talking about because she seemed the type that would enjoy a healthy dose of sugar. Burgers seemed to be her thing though and she had a mouth that could swallow down a McCruds for sure! My eyes would shift a bit as she made her home sweet home remark...."Yeeeeah."...I laughed it off quietly...."They do say that don't they. Well I could see how any home would be sweet with you in it...Ninevah."...I threw in a bit of small talk, some flirting and reached out to take her hand when she offered it to me. Gripping easily I'd hold her palm so that I could feel the heat of it against my skin while introducing myself..."Names Vic but you can call me Sweet Vic. If you know what I mean."....no, she probably had no idea at all so this is where I'd make a bit of a stronger pitch. Dealers had to use a more obvious approach sometimes. My hand slid away from hers, I brushed it off again the leg of my pants before dipping it into one of my pockets then when it came back I was holding a small vial which I concealed in the crevice of my palm and angled so that she could see it. "Now you get it right? Sweet Vic. I've got what you need."...I held my hand out, offered her the vial and said invitingly..."Just a little taste on the house. Treat yourself."...the first time was free, everybody took a taste if only for appearances sake so I watched to see what she would do. In the background I knew Lana was watching too so I made sure to put on a good show, looking back over my shoulder I'd check to see if she was watching but play it off like I was just looking around. As my eyes veered front again I'd have said..."Nice dog you've got there too.".... 1/08/16 12:38) ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to . . . Undercover Justic: The man seemed harmless enough, just being friendly is all? Right? Nineveh might be overly friendly with pretty much everyone, but she wasn't stupid. Everyone deserves the benefit over the doubt. She hadn't wanted to spend too much time outside on the block, until she became familiar with those that ran the levels, and became settled in her apartment. His grasp on her palm was firm, and she squeezed back with an equal amount of pressure. Something to be said about a persons handshake. Yeah, she probably did look a bit like a fish out of its bowl. This block was 'upper class' to her, after coming off the streets, it was much better. And what was this now, as she'd eased her hand out of his, he wasted no time in making a pitch of sorts. A free sample? Dipping her gaze towards his palm, she laid eyes on the little pretty. A smile stretching from ear to ear: " On the house? " she repeated his question, as though she had misheard, but the follow up question was: " Who's house? " Oooooh, ooooh! Smart cookie, smart... yeah, yeah! Don't want to be in debt to anyone, now does she? Briefly, she diverted her gaze upwards and than all around, before falling back on to his face. " You bottom wrung? " Weird question, getting personal now. " Up " the dog stood on her command, and she now eye'd the man with a blank expression. If Sweet Vic worked for someone, wasn't on a need to know basis for those who also lived on this level? Needed to know who she could get shirty with and who she couldn't, right? For the second time, she'd batted the questions in his court. 'Would you either fucking smack him one, take the shit or kiss the dude??' Came the egging from within her mind. (11/08/16 12:40) A player in the room is currently... [ In Storyteller Mode ] says to ALL: By now there was a slight buzz occurring in the background, a female buzz, with that vibe speaking to nothing good about to happen. Eventually this buzz stilled, briefly, until the click clack of heels and the jingle jangle of overly adorned females filled the air as the gang of 5 overly processed women, perhaps some of them prostitutes, came toward Vic and his new gal pal. The group fanned out a little around the bench upon arrival giving the dog a wide berth while a tall, raven haired woman with white tipped talons and bright pink lipstick demanded, “Who’s this bitch, Vic!?!” Stepping forward to bring herself to Vic’s right side she’d look back and forth between the pair with a blatant manner of someone ready to start shit. Maybe if you called…or came back for seconds…or handed out more freebies to these lovely ladies, this wouldn’t be happening Vic. (11/08/16 12:47) ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ALL: A group of women came prancing over in their fancy heels, semi-encircling the bench. 'Da fuk she just say? I think she just called you a BITCH. You gonna take that?' Clearing her throat, she corrected the woman: " My name isn't bitch and I'm standing right here. Maybe you can just ask me? " her eyes scanning over one female, after another, either sizing them up or looking for an escape root. Eden was calm for the time being, the dog apparently responded only to commands. 'That told them, Nineveh! NOT! Keep pushing, cunts, we might have ourselves a little show here' For the time being though, a pleasant smile played over her lips. Some might find it disturbing, others might translate it as being nerves. (11/08/16 12:47) . L a n a | D i e t r i c h . Thief | Peach Trees Resident Room Admin | MC-1 | PoD - [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ALL: -Lana hung back like the shadow she was, silent and surly while she sent more minions off to her bidding which in this instance was more like a ‘gentle’ probing. It seemed the newcomer appreciated Vic on a superficial level, most women did, but how would she react to the pack of colourful hyenas about to rip a carcass to shreds? To get a better view Lana found another bench but instead of planting her ass on the seat she balanced on the back of it, her booted feet resting where her ass would have ordinarily gone, if she was that kind of ordinary person. Unable to help her smile from growing Lana looked on at Vic with Nineveh’s back to Lana, and essentially watched the show as it unfolded. People were so bored in Mega-City One and that lead to all kinds of trouble in a bid to find distractions from every day miserable life. This was like a soap opera and Lana fancied herself the director who seems to have pulled a switcharoo. At first, Nineveh, the stranger new to a hostile little town, appeared to be the star, but now it seems the leading man was about to steal the spotlight with a long line of broken hearts come back to haunt him. This was proving the perfect distraction to the shit show she uncovered in her travels through the White Tower but it was only temporary.- (11/08/16 12:50) A player in the room is currently... [ In Storyteller Mode ] says to ||||||||||Somewhat damag: Hearing you the leader lifts a hand and with a fierce but elegant gesture effectively dismisses you as she waits for Vic to speak. The others hiss and cluck to themselves, muttering all ‘bitch, please’ under their breath as they look on, also eager to know what the hell is happening here. Vic is theirs! . . . Undercover Justice . . . · Viktor Stromm · Black Ops : Hall of Justice MC1|POD [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ||||||||||Somewhat damag: ( And Crazy Bitches) ...bottom wrung? I looked at her like the question was something I'd never heard before or something that people around here didn't ask. Everybody knew the Red Vancer gang ran Peach Trees so everyone not with the gang was bottom wrung in a sense but I made a living just like a lot of independents. "What? No. You need to get it together."....I was talking to her like she was a bit off her rocker now because that's exactly how she was coming off and in one quick motion I withdrew my hand and started to slide the vial back into the pocket of my cargos...."What are you a Judge or something? Forget it."...but before I could say more it seems as though Nineveh and I were about to be accosted by a group of street walkers and other women that I had a history with...or that wished I had a history with them. As the tall raven haired woman with talons for fingernails came forward I'd admit to myself that I didn't even remember her name..."What's it to you?"....I said, motioning to her..."New face, can't you tell? Don't come down from the mid levels often huh?"....no one was just going to get up in my face like this and not expect a little brow back...."Her name's Nineveh. Don't worry about her though, I still have what all of you need."...love me or hate me I was still the best looking sugar dealer around and these bitches would have to play nice if they wanted a taste... ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ALL: Oh, she couldn't help but start to laugh at the drama queens. " You their pimp? " came the sudden question. It made sense, there appeared to be an issue with the man talking to Nineveh, after all. The grip on the duffel bag became tighter, so intense were those digits, that her knuckles shone a bright white. And though her words floated towards Vic's ears, her eyes had become stuck on the ring leader, perhaps waiting for another reaction of some kind. It didn't matter that she was out numbered by the group, sure she could rely solely on Eden to get her away from these freaks, but she wasn't going to do that. " If you are, you might want to start making an example of them. Fucking mouthing off, treating us like scum " Vic and herself had been in pretty close quarters, but she stepped around him and right up towards the ring leader. " You're gonna lose money, talking shit " it's true. For even sheeee knew, we could be a valid customer to her and her 'ladies'. " So I suggest, if you got a problem, say it to my face. If not, fuck off, cunt. And leave us alone " Ooooo dem fightin' words though, innit! (11/08/16 01:06) ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to . . . Undercover Justic: Shame, poor Vic, their conversation had been interrupted. Unable to answer his question, or rather, accusations of being a Judge. Yeah, she might have flown off the handle at that one. But the five bitches had managered to disturb their on going chit-chat, and now the ring leader had all of her attention. Eden was sat to the right side of her, peering up at the ring leader who was being a complete arsehole! For but a brief moment, she turned her to head to Vic, her blonde locks flicking and bouncing with perfection on her shoulders. " Sorry, Vic. I'll be with you in a minute, so we can continue our most thrilling conversation " Wait, what, was that sarcasm or was she being serious? How to tell, looking back to the woman, she waited for her to either respond or lash out in some form or another. A player in the room is currently... [ In Storyteller Mode ] says to ALL: The leader stood her ground as Nineveh stepped to her running that mouth, but instead of lashing out and taking this to another level at right this instance, the leader, quite the Amazon in her heels, brought herself toe to toe with Nineveh before stating, “You really are new here. Fresh off the street no doubt.” A look of disgust flashing over her overly browned features before turning to Vic with an accusing look she’d ask, “You gonna let this new twat talk like this, to ME? My family was Peach Trees long before either of you rolled up in here.” She was now playing the home block card and Vic would have to pick a side, either Jenny-Not-From-This-Block, or even the Bronx for that matter on account of the Bronx no longer technically existing, heh, or the rotten pits the Peach Trees had chewed up and spat out. (11/08/16 01:15) . L a n a | D i e t r i c h . Thief | Peach Trees Resident Room Admin | MC-1 | PoD - [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ALL: -This was getting good. Lana now saw the dilemma forming as Vic would be forced to show himself as Peach Trees to the bone, or just some fluff lingering along the outside. It didn’t matter if Nineveh really was a resident, or was about to become one, the fact was the residents here decided when a person was truly Peach Trees and it may come days, weeks later…or years. Maybe even never. Lana might have appeared to have accepted Vic and his presence here but that wasn’t entirely the case. Red has his doubts about new people, especially men with square jaws and who were rather fit. Thus Lana had to share those doubts in a bid to learn all she could and put Red at ease. Otherwise…well…she didn’t want to think about otherwise.- 11/08/16 01:27) . . . Undercover Justice . . . · Viktor Stromm · Black Ops : Hall of Justice MC1|POD [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ||||||||||Somewhat damag: (Crazy Bitch) ...the dilemma was there. If my real identity was known I'd have pulled my lawgiver and summarily judged several of the individuals present. I was undercover though so my options were limited, I needed to remain in Peach Trees with a stable reputation so my investigation and the goals of the Halls of Justice weren't compromised. Looking between the Amazon and Nineveh I'd have clenched my jaw, narrowed my eyes and then struck out....my hand reached for Nineveh's shoulder, I'd draw back to swing her around and then push to set her on her heels...."You'd better check yourself new fish. In Peach Trees we represent and step up for our own kind."...I talked some trash at her but Nineveh might not realize it was better than having these felines gang up on her and make her life difficult her on the Block..."Make your bones before you have a fucking opinion."...we'd been having a conversation then all this happened and the shit really started to hit the fan. Reaching into my pocket I produced a vial of sugar and waved it in front of the Amazons face..."It ain't no thing. Sweet Vic has your back."....I said, clearly offering her the vial as a gesture which showed her I was with the Peach Trees crew. While I did this my peripherals sought out Lana, I wondered if she had actually planned this and I started to think about how I could pay her back for all the trouble she'd caused for me. Maybe call in a favor or two from outside of the Megablock..."What's in the bag?"...was said when I noticed it, it looked important to Nineveh.... 11/08/16 01:42) ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to . . . Undercover Justic: The lanky hooker might have height on her, standing at 5'6", but wasn't enough to make her back down nor even flinch. Who was this piece of filth to eye her with utter revulsion anyway? Not like it was her legs open for business 24/7. And judging by her instincts for Vic to jump in, she heavily relied upon men to do her muscle work. So much for canvassing work, that is to say, laying low and getting a feel for the people and surroundings before hand. Thrown in at the deep end. And this 'leader' obviously couldn't fight her own battles, as she was looking to Vic for help. Shooting her piercing gaze towards Vic, who now had the ring leader and her own eyeballs upon him, it put him 'on the spot'. Shit, did she really want to stir up things already? After all, who was this bird and her family? And who was Vic? Maybe he was the right hand man of a level leader. Who knew, but this was getting more tense. Someone was going to end up hurt. This wasn't the place to do it either, not out in the open like this. The choice had been made, on Vic's part at least. There was no attempt to combat or push away his successful attempt to grasp her shoulder and swing her away from the hooker leader, and replace her footing. But as soon as his hands laid on her, it warranted a loud rumbling bark from Eden, who took a step towards Vic. " Heel, heel " that's all she needed, Eden to make a bloody mess (literally) with the wrong people, and be on the run or worse, be dead! Bending sideways at the waist, she glanced at the ring leader: " Next time, I'm going to juggle for you " Say WHAT?? Threatening the group with boring entertainment?!? Drawing her eyes towards Vic, she held her tongue, while he spewed out his own threats or warnings. "Do wha'cha gotta do, man. I ain't here to stir things up " Uh, no, not Nineveh, but Eve was another story. And she was already taking names, or faces, in this case. Bringing the bag upwards, she clutched it underneath her arm now. " I'm moving in, it's got clothes and girlie shit in it...why, want to borrow a dress? " Ooooooooooo.... " Lemme be " Someone had touched a nerve, shrugging away from him. " Now if you ain't gonna fuck me over " aka beat the hell out of her " I'm out! " if there were any qualms, either the ring leader would shout it out or he would. Nineveh, started to move away! Gasp, shock! . L a n a | D i e t r i c h . Thief | Peach Trees Resident Room Admin | MC-1 | PoD - [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ||||||||||Somewhat damag: -That was her cue and Lana slowly slid from off the bench she had been perched upon nearby. Watching as Vic took some amount of action she’d note the Amazon screw her face up into an ugly scowl before snatching the sugar from his hand as it to accept his peace offering. However, she was only mildly appeased as she had wanted to see someone get the taste smacked out of their mouth but when Lana strolled up a noticeable hush fell over the hyenas who knew Lana was connected. She was not a gang member but she definitely ranked above Vic in the grand scheme of things as it was known Red held an interest in the thief. A most unwanted interest but she’d use whatever advantage it came with in situations like this if only to funnel information or even bodies his way. He might like the look of you more than Lana after all.- “You spoke out of turn to one of our own, I and many others saw it. You need to pay up newbie.”-Her green eyes turning toward Nineveh just then, making it clear Lana was addressing her even as the woman was ready to bail, but unlike the others who had just accosted Nineveh her tone was not harsh or full of accusation. Rather, it was the tone of someone schooling you.-“You got a trade?”-She looked Nineveh over judging quickly that she was not a prostitute though that street level twang of hers might cause others to mistake her for such. Generally, the women who found themselves here from the streets were Red’s girls or owned by the gangs, preyed upon and plucked from their harsh existence outside these walls to live in the ‘lap of luxury’ as a prostitute or play thing.- 1/08/16 01:57) . L a n a | D i e t r i c h . Thief | Peach Trees Resident Room Admin | MC-1 | PoD - [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to . . . Undercover Justic: -Lana heard your comment regarding the bag but she gave you only a brief glance indicating she heard you but was otherwise focused on the newb. Lana wondered if you were aware she had played you a bit and if so Lana was already figuring on ways to smooth things over with you. Not because she really cared but because you might prove useful. Somewhere, at some time. If only she knew…- 8/16 02:01) ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to . L a n a | D i e t r i : Ah great, another woman who's got a problem with her, boomed the thoughts within the secret of her mind. Nineveh had barely taken two steps away from the group, thinking it best to 'turn the other cheek' until she got the lay of the land. But that was just her luck, she'd bumped into another who wasn't going to let her settle into her new apartment peacefully. This was mounting, 7 against 1? Yeah, even if these people were not associated with larger gangs, she was still out numbered. Plus, everyone had fallen into complete silence since this woman had strolled on over, like she was some top dog or something. A heavy sigh escaped the woman, as another had approached and started asking even more nosy questions. " Look, man. My bad! " Pay up. Damnit. So much for being on the up and up. " Yes, I've got a trade... " she left it at that. Seems she was already in debt to someone, despite her attempts at avoiding that with Vic earlier. " You need me? " Oh deary, answer carefully with that one! And yeah, she held that bag pretty damn tight. But than again, those from the streets, even the smallest of possessionswere held onto like freaking gold bars! . L a n a | D i e t r i c h . Thief | Peach Trees Resident Room Admin | MC-1 | PoD - [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to Nineveh: “Depends on what you got going on. What’s your trade….and just to be clear here because I am in an oddly good mood today, you are going to answer. If not to me, then to someone with a lot more weight.”-Who might just eat your dog for shits and giggles while running a train on you, Lana thought to herself as her eyes settled briefly on your furry companion.-“Cute dog.”-Which was a lie evident to your ears as her tone was dry and sarcastic, and spoken only to alert you that there was more than one way to threaten and get at you. In some ways Lana almost pitied you wearing so much of yourself so openly for these jackals to chew on but she wasn’t going to get all mushy and sappy. She couldn’t afford to not with a good number of citizens of Peach Trees watching the encounter.- 11/08/16 02:14) . . . Undercover Justice . . . · Viktor Stromm · Black Ops : Hall of Justice MC1|POD [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ||||||||||Somewhat damag: ..."Talk. No bullshit."...now it was my turn to play the silent role. Initially I'd come off as friendly, maybe even sympathetic to Nineveh if not welcoming as well but now I'd reverted to a colder demeanor. If Nineveh made the wrong move I'd need to step in, give her a taste of how things really were here and show Lana that I was willing to stand up for her as well. Last thing I needed was word to get around that I like the new girl mouth off and step out of line to someone with actual backing, it was one thing to mouth off a gang of low level whores and something else to stand up to anyone who had connections. That was life in Peach Trees though. Eyes turned towards the dog, I recognized the sarcasm in Lana's voice and I wondered if the next move wouldn't be take out the price of disrespect on Eden who could possibly comprehend the bad place she might be put in here and now.... 11/08/16 02:20) ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to . L a n a | D i e t r i : (and Vic) There was a twitch to her eyelid at what normally would be a compliment: 'cute dog'. It was obvious what that comment intended to do, and for the most part, while Nineveh's brain was in charge, it worked a treat. Following the woman's peepers towards Eden, the only 'thing' that truly loved her without limits in this horrid, rotten world, she grasped the threat in an instance. Every muscle in her body began to tense at the thought of something bad happening to Eden. Before she chew over the woman's words any further, Vic had stepped in and ramped things up. " Guess you might not call it a trade, but I work in computers. I hack, alright, now everyone knows... " somewhat worried that that might count as a crime and someone dob her in. " Happy? Probably gonna get my guts for garters now... " she muttered the last part, it was barely audible. Nineveh, not Eve, kept her eyes downcast. It would seem weak, or maybe submissive, but that might help her out right now. " Any good to you? " Yeah, because if it wasn't, what else was they going to want her to do to 'pay them back' for simply running her mouth at a hooker! 1/08/16 02:26) . L a n a | D i e t r i c h . Thief | Peach Trees Resident Room Admin | MC-1 | PoD - says to Nineveh: -Around here no one was really truly concerned with law breaking or speaking about it. After all Vic just got done trying to peddle sweets on you. The Peach Trees was given a wide berth, for now, by the law probably on account of the 4 billion other heinous crimes occurring at street level keeping most of the Hall of Justice busy, but the matter was a lot more complicated. But hacking, that was a trade that was worth something, and once again Lana felt a small twinge of pity for you. Red was going to want another techie on board if only to act as a replacement should the first guy somehow disappoint or fail him.- “That is very useful. Welcome to the Peach Trees.”-Which was not a welcome spoken for your benefit but more of a display for the rest of the onlookers indicating that for now you were off limits.- “I will be along to come collect your payment later on. Until then have fun settling in.” . . . Undercover Justice . . . · Viktor Stromm · Black Ops : Hall of Justice MC1|POD [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ALL: ....a hacker? Now that was something noteworthy. Tonight from the confines of my mid level block apartment I'd need to open another file. This one would read: Nineveh- Person of Interest. She might even be a way to learn more about Red Vancer and his gang running Peach Trees from the highest levels of the block. Looking between Lana and Nineveh I'd have waited, seen that everything seemed to be settled and then echoed one of the last sentiments..."Welcome to Peach Trees."...before backing off, I needed to prepare for my excursion as well which would lead me to briefing the Hall of Justice on my progress thus far.... ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ALL: Nineveh was divided on what way she wanted to go in life, there honest route that was a slow ascension up the ladder and towards great things. Or the path Eve favoured, the dark and rusting ladder, that could often see one's doom within an instant, if the wrong step was taken. Seems things were heading down a darker path right now, she'd been forced into a situation that she knew was likely when entering the block, but hadn't exactly thought it would take place so quickly. Now she was in debt, and her poor Eden was the one who had been used as leverage. " Thanks... " came the quiet as a mouse tone, when both had welcomed her to the block. Not that she felt very welcome. The 'thanks' was more like a 'thanks, imma gonna fuck off and go cry in my pillow now, buh' kinda thanks. Wanting to leave their presence as quickly as possible, she patted the side of her hip and that made Eden stand to attention, before the pair went walking off towards the general direction to where her apartment likely was! :44) ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ALL: Once she was out of earshot though, she exhaled a: " Shiiiiit " yeah, man, that's what you get for mouthing off at dem hoes. Talking of those hoes, you're gonna lemme pay for what you repay, right, right, right? Lifting her head and focusing on the road head, she responded with an angry: " Yes " Uuh, damn fools, done gone put poochy in danger, dem cunts gone made themselves an enemy! Dun-dun-duuun!! |
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