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| V.V. | Jan 25 2017, 01:32 PM Post #1 |
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Lana was told to find out what level Nineveh has settled into. Sending the "Amazon" from the previous encounter to track down information the woman reports back to Lana who is mulling over the question of what to do about Sweet Vic. (01/25/17 09:25) . 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: “…I can kill him…” --- “for you”. -Those words, deconstructed from a question weighted in accusation, filled Lana’s thoughts over and over, repeatedly beating through her consciousness whenever she found herself with her guard down in a quiet moment such as the one she experienced now. Despite finding herself with little to do at the moment her surroundings were hardly still as the unemployed masses who struggled within this neck of the woods buzzed by constantly in the crowded Plaza. All around her music blared from the multitude of shops many of which acted as fronts for illegal activities while gaudy lights flashing outlandish neon colours filled her peripherals, yet through it all, the smells and the noises, the sights, Lana managed to still enjoy her McCruds burger even while revisiting Vic’s words though that’s not all about him she revisited.- -She can still see him, feel him…taste him…and it wasn’t with fondness that Lana recalled these details about Vic but an unsettling fear continuing to gnaw away at her. He wasn’t right and yet, he had felt right that night. Turning back to her half eaten burger now which was quite nutritious despite being branded as ‘fast food’ Lana attempted to switch gears and consider those words again. She wanted Red dead…of course…but she also thought of another scumbag deserving of a good gutting far from here in the gleaming tower of wealth and power. Lana wasn’t a murderer but then in a savage place like this done up in concrete facades of industry and progress it was easy to find yourself pushed to ugly lengths in a bid to survive. However, the question that continued to loom wasn’t if SHE could kill…rather…could he really be counted on to kill for her?- . 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: -Despite her unsettled feeling about the illegal sugar peddler it seemed Lana wasn’t prepared to give up on testing him and even now as she munched away absently at the burger she was devising yet another way to see him challenged. Why though? What did it matter if he passed her various probes and tests---it wasn’t as if she was invested in truly doing Red’s dirty work in vetting a possible new recruit for his gang, not now anyways though perhaps out of concern for her well being she had been. If anything it would be to her benefit to see Vic planted into the Vancer operation in order to see him potentially usurp control and leadership from Red, especially if it meant Lana’s life was made easier as a result, however, there was some risk involved in that plan as well. If he was found out then she’d share in the weight of Red’s vengeance, and her failure to properly investigate Vic would only open the door wider to Red to step through in seeing Lana forced to bend to him. She wouldn’t admit it but deep down the testing was a way of gauging whether Vic was worthy of her and of her guard coming down. Ever the cautious individual Lana was not about to share her bed let alone her future aspirations with someone she didn’t absolutely know and trust…and there was the fact he was fresh to the Peach Trees. Old ways of the neighbourhood coursed strong through Lana who was born and raised here with the knowledge her family had also been part of the fabric of his shitty community for generations. She didn’t just earn her place, she was born into and that made her all the better than Vic in her eyes.- 17 10:08) . 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: -Mulling over the question of Vic as it pertained to her possible future in the Peach Trees and nearing the end of this very tasty burger, Lana eventually became alert to the familiar click clack of heels and the scent of cheap perfume filling the air. Without looking up from her meal Lana took to reclining her lean, dark clad figure wrapped in form fitting black tights and tank top paired with heavy boots and her favourite pair of skull themed knee pads, awaiting the expected intrusion without actually inviting it. Aware of the dark haired, over processed Amazon in spray tan and bright revealing clothing, the same one in fact that had previously accosted Vic and the newb called Nineveh, Lana took to ignoring the woman’s presence in a bid to highlight how little she meant to the thief. However, when the Amazon spoke with that familiar, rough Trees twang to force Lana to acknowledge her those bright emerald eyes would eventually cut to the woman’s face with a nod.- “So? Did you find out what I needed?” -The Amazon planting a hand on one of her rounded hips just then with some amount of sass would lean to one side to look away with irritation before turning back to Lana with a defiant tip of her chin to reply, [“Yeah. But seems to me I don’t need to be tellin’ you shit, I could just bypass yer ass altogether and go straight to Red myself with this.”] -Lana exhaled audibly just then hearing the woman, not quite a sigh but a sound infused with the mildest of irritation before crumpling the burger wrapper in her hands she tossed it at the Amazon’s feet while reclining back on the bench and table again where she sat, stretching her legs out before her to admire her kick ass skull knee pads.-“You could but Red would probably shove a fist up your ass and use you as a puppet for daring to speak to him. You’re low level meat. Don’t forget that.”-Lana on the other hand was probably considered ‘mid level’ meat to Red but she wouldn’t dwell on the disgusting way Red saw and treated all women. The Amazon on the other hand took exception to her lot in life it would appear.- . 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 continued resting back against the table behind her, propped up on her elbows while her legs remained stretched in front of her and without looking directly at the woman reporting to her Lana let her green eyes drift over the Plaza with some amount of fondness felt for her home. Despite the trials of dealing with a baboon like Red, she still felt the pride of knowing she lived and survived this place. A place so many Meggers gave a wide berth to no less with a deep, sincere feeling of fear. It was too bad this walking twat on heels didn’t understand the privilege she was dangerously close to losing with the way she carried herself, believing she of all people could just approach Red at any ole time because tits and ass were some kind of pass. It was however understood that Red had a look about him that made some women, for some unknown reason, get weak in the knees. They thought him hot. Lana thought him to be the sickest pig in wolf’s clothing she ever encountered. Brought back out of her musings on the many ways women are rendered fucking idiots around a handsome face or the shot at riding a certain cock, Lana would listen as the Amazon, for that’s the only way she thought to remember the skank by, would fire back, [“You keep sayin’ that but I think you’re actually just scared he might like me better.’] -This of course caused Lana’s head to roll back slightly to turn her gaze up toward the multitude of levels towering over the Plaza as though praying for this fool, and with a groan expressing how tedious she found this simple bitch to be she bluntly stated.- “Of course he likes me better, I am useful for more than just spreading my legs. So, sweet heart, here’s your big break...tell me on what level the newb and her little dog lives and I will go back to Red and tell him what he needs to know along with the fact you want him to break his dick off in that fat ass.” . 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: -The informant was seething and ready to start something with Lana but it couldn’t be escaped to even this halfwit that Lana spoke truth. Her cool confidence and keen knowledge of the Trees, its history and how things worked in this place gave Lana the edge and also highlighted why a man like Red would tolerate her or even deign to speak with her. So eventually after some inner wrangling with her ego and pride the Amazon would quickly convey to Lana the level and apartment number the newb and her dog came to hole up in. With a pleased nod Lana would lift a hand in a half hearted wave that carried the look of a dismissive gesture before she quickly remembered something and added.- “Oh! Before you go pick up that wrapper will ya.” -A pale finger stretching to point toward the yellow McCruds wrapper she had just tossed moments ago. Smiling slowly afterward as she observed the woman grudgingly bending on her precariously high heels snatch up the wrapper, Lana went on further instructing with tilt of her chin. "There's a trash can is right over there. Thanks, you’re a real dear.”-Her voice light and condescending before she turned back to doing seemingly nothing while she reclined against the table. However, despite easy appearances Lana was really struggling internally with the question of Vic once more in the solitude of her thoughts, trying to decide how much further she wanted to go with the guy.- |
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