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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on Jun 24, 2007 17:32:26 GMT -5
Mika nodded grimly as she looked to him, then about his office. The games had begun, and things were heating up. And now Xavier was here? For the first time in days, she let herself that sly grin, her heel tapping against the floor. Azrael and Xavier...it would definitely be interesting to see those two in action together.
"You talking about from Hastings?"
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Post by Azrael on Jun 24, 2007 17:35:33 GMT -5
"no no i am sure the good detectives curiosity has lead him in that direction, but his curiosity is inevitably going to lead Elijah to him. I have someone else getting me those records, it won't be long until the good detective will no longer be an asset. As for now i have Hastings under surveillance. that way we are ready when Elijah makes his move on him."
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on Jun 24, 2007 17:39:23 GMT -5
She gave a bit of a nod, lips pursing. "A shame. Who's to say what Hastings could do in the future." She gave a shrug and rose up, starting to pace. She hated waiting ...at least when her target wasn't in sight. Not to mention, the inactivity and just...waiting..was causing her to think of those twins again, which left a painful twist going on in her gut.
"So when you get these records, then what?"
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Post by Azrael on Jun 24, 2007 17:44:27 GMT -5
"we start removing the money. we track where the credit cards were used and try to follow that to Scotty. If we find bank accounts we freeze them. Until we know where Elijah is all we can do is keep throwing Jabs until we hit something."
Reaching into the top drawer of his desk he would slide it across the desk towards Mika,
"this came in by courier this morning. Its the work up my brother's lab did on the twins. All they would tell me was that it is interesting."
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on Jun 24, 2007 17:53:53 GMT -5
She looked down to the papers, before picking them up and scanning them over. Brow rose a bit, and that twisting pain in her gut began to lessen quite a bit. It was noticable, the tension seeping away from her as she read through the reports. The DNA matched hers quite a bit...not her daughters..but herself apparently. "So ya got to kill one of me...interesting indeed.." She finally said with a wry grin, flipping through more of the pages. "Eli's got quite a sense of humor."~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Meanwhile...Elijah was on a plane headed for Morocco, his fingers busy tapping along the keys of the laptop. Lips curled slightly and he pressed the enter button to send the message.
Destroy Hastings.
Simple as that. The rune was soon carved into the door above the man's office, and it would only be a matter of time as the man stepped out that something god awful was going to happen.
He then closed the laptop and picked up his phone. When Scott answered the other end, he said quietly. "Phase C is to be set into motion. I want another sweep of the large assets taken down. Tonight."
Just as Az was set on closing off the money line, it seemed Elijah was as well.
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Post by Azrael on Jun 24, 2007 18:24:48 GMT -5
The ocean was calm as three large freighters made their way towards New York young William Myers stood on deck scanning the waters ahead and behind the satellite phone he had been ordered to carry clutched tightly into the fingers of his right hand. The number he had been told to call in case of trouble dialed and ready to be sent as he watched with weary eyes. No signs of any other ships yet but that did not mean anything. Their cargo was precious to some very important men in New York and another failure to deliver would mean very bad things for his employers. They were in the shipping business and if the cargo didn’t arrive they didn’t get paid.
Will was ripped from his thoughts as he heard a gunshot coming from one of the other freighters and as he looked about he noticed several smaller boats pulled alongside the ship he was on. Painted black to blend into the night time waters he had not seen them until it was too late. Seeing a man dressed in black with a SMG moving along the deck Will would press the send button on the phone just as three bullets were fired into his chest. His killer would move to the phone and lift it listening. “beep, beep, beep, beep… beep, beep, beep… beep, beep…beep…”
The last thing the pirate would ever do was give the phone a confused glance as all three of the freighters exploded. The crates in the cargo hold packed to the brim with C-4 exploding as they received the call from William’s phone.
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Inside his office Azrael would read the email sent from his friend in Thailand with a smile.
Zhan Shi,
Your message has been sent. Alternate delivery sent , per your direction. Payment can be made to new account.
Kazuya.
Closing the E-mail Azrael would type a message to the address he had for Elijah.
Fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice……
Your trick was amusing the first time Eli, but not clever enough to work twice.
Hugs and Kisses Az p.s. if you had hoped those little twins of yours were going to break Mika’s Spirits you failed there also. She knows the truth of them,
But what’s another failure in such a long line of them. I should think you are accustomed to them by now.
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Post by Lilly on Jun 24, 2007 20:14:09 GMT -5
Her plane landed inside this Phoenix Gate and as she stepped from the plane she would gaze into the cool night breeze. Brown hues gazing out over the city lights a smile would move to fill her crimson tiers. So this was Azrael’s promised land. A place for the outcasts of the world to gather and he had lured her here with an old debt. A favor promised that she was bound by blood to return. Perhaps the destination would prove to be worth the trip, Perhaps their was gain to be had other than settling an old score. Perhaps.
As she looked over to Azrael’s man she would offer up her hand to be lead to the waiting car. Slipping into the back seat she would look out to the one who had escorted her. He seemed capable and she would expect as much from the always thorough Azrael but none the less she had a growing sensation of dread within her small form. The always autonomous Azrael had called in his favor. After all these years he was faced with an obstacle that he could not conquer on his own, and now because of her debt she was in the middle of it. She could not help but be a little on edge. As she closed the door to the Lincoln she was sitting within she would brush Raven tresses from her face and sigh.
“I pray you have not called me to my Death Angel, for my sake and yours.”
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Post by Elijah on Jun 24, 2007 20:28:45 GMT -5
Elijah wouldn't see the message for a long while. He stepped from the plane in Morocco, heading to the car waiting for him. Just as he slid in, the phone rang and he listened to the person speaking in fluent Greek on the other end. His brows drew together, and soon he was growling. Finally he gave off a slew of words in return, before slamming the phone shut. His face was a bit red with his anger, and he would flip up the laptop. Naturally, there was the message.
He pondered a moment, then picked up the phone once more, hitting a number and waiting. "Time for the seizure. No no, she is not to be harmed. Just take her."
He closed te phone, his thumb and forefinger coming to rub at the bridge of his nose, before he typed his own message and sent it off to Azrael.
Touche. Though you stopped the one shipment, it wasn't enough to stop others, though I'm quite sure they probably weren't yours to begin with.
They weren't. It would turn up that they had been Xavier's.
Did she like the twins? I thought they were rather cute, though the problem with clones is their own lack of personalities.
Failures aren't meant to dishearten anyone, simply made and learned from. I'm sure you could understand that.
My next message has been sent. Can you spot them?
"Hugs and kisses" ~E
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Post by Royce on Jun 24, 2007 20:34:58 GMT -5
Royce sat at the triple computers three hours later and sucking on one of Yumi's lollipops. She had kicked Dana out about half an hour after the poor woman had been there, and had set to work moving through the accounts and reports.
She was at a loss to the whole merchandise thing, and soon was delving deeper as she got into the mysteries. She made several phone calls, cross checked references, and after a long while, decided now was the time to call Xavier.
She called his phone from the business one, as she sent a text off to Mika. How...Royce managed to figure out that all this crap was traced back to Elijah, who knew? Royce was just great at picking up those small details. Even more so, was just as she was slick and cunningly sneaky out on the streets, she was just as much over the internet world..much to her own surprise. Or perhap to her inexperience.
"Hey Teach..." she had gotten his voice mail and so left the message. "Remember I told ya that I'm trapped in m'house? Well...it's not jus' by Kenji's orders..but MJ's..cuz of some shit she's dealin' with. Well looks like ya landed this motherload on m'lap an' it's all tracing back to her problem. Gimme a call when ya get this."
As she was talking, she was busy sending that message to Mika. So yer friend Elijah...he does a hell of a lot of business out of England..[/i] She was sure that would get MJ's interest up.
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Post by Lilly on Jun 24, 2007 20:44:20 GMT -5
Reaching over to the car phone she would take the device in her well manicured hands and dial the number that Azrael had asked her to contact him at. The phone would ring twice and go to his voicemail apparently he was on the other line. A bemused smirk would move to her lips as she left him a message.
”I see you manners have not improved Angel, but alas it is part of your charm. I am in the car you provided now. I will call you when I reach our destination. If everything I asked for has been provided I will set to work when we arrive. Until we speak Lovie.”
Gazing out the rear window of the Lincoln she would take in the sights as they arrived in what she could only consider one of the upper scale neighborhoods. Well at least Azrael didn’t have her staying in a one room Hovel maybe his manners were improving. She could only hope that his social skills were next. Exiting the car she would be lead into the High rise apartment building and after a short ride she would enter the apartment provided for her. Paying no attention to Azrael’s men as they moved in her belongings and went about securing the apartment she would look over the items he had left for her. The herbs and other obscure items she had requested were all there though she was still at a loss as to why Azrael would need her very special talents. His request was within her abilities. There was not much that wasn’t but still Azrael always the warrior had never had a use for the Arcane, What had changed?
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Post by Sora on Jun 24, 2007 20:47:26 GMT -5
Royce didn't have to feel bad. Sora was just as much in the dark with MJ hiding from her. And despite Joshua's want to have guards on her, she assured him she was quite well enough still to do it on her own.
Where Mika was the bold and brash one of the two, Sora was quiet and just as efficient, if not more so. She never let her guard down. Well, except with that bullshit with Royce, but we regress.
She drove down the street, wearing a pair of comfortable slacks and a bit of a larger shirt than she was used to. She went to the docks and waited. And waited. She waited for what seemed hours, her temper getting more and more into a snit. Finally with a soft 'grrr' to herself, she pulled out her phone and sent that text to Xavier and Joshua both. Seems another shipment is nil. You guys figuring out what the hell is going on?[/i]
She would then send another message to the men waiting, telling them to contact her if the packages ever showed, and then set off again.
When she had the weird sense of being followed, she didn't know. She had pulled up near an ice cream shop, craving a tuti fruity smoothie, and was standing by her bike enjoying it. Her head snapped up in sudden alertness, those ebony hues drifting about the streets. Paranoia crept in around the edges. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, and yet...something did. She finised off half of the smoothie and threw the rest away as she took up the bike and started to push it.
She was just passing the police department where Detective Hastings still hadn't left out of his office. It would figure that was when he had decided to step out, and no sooner than he had, that red rune flashed brightly above his door. He still hadn't noticed it as he moved out to get some air.
Sora looked up to the man, then away with no interest. Another cop. She hated cops. Settling down on her bike at last, she revved up the engine, almost as if tempting them to do something.
Something happened alright. A strangled cry caused Sora's head to whip up to look to Hastings. His face had turned red, and his hands were closed about his throat. It almost looked as if he were choking himself. She watched with quite a bit of interest, and just as much shock as others there, as his head....began to grow. It continued to grow to everyone's horror, even as people rushed to his side to help him.
Sora was so entranced at this point, she couldn't pull her gaze away.
Sure enough, just as what many were expecting to happen...well...happened. Detective Hasting's head exploded, showering everyone within the vincinity with that blood. Sora closed her eyes and jerked her head away, her body shuddering.
It was then the cloth came over her lips and nose, and her eyes snapped up as she jerked herself back against the assailant. Chlorofoam. Shit. She did her best not to breathe as her hands came up to grab the man's hair, yanking his head down as her head jerked back to bonk him in the face. She heard the mand growl, yanking away with a curse, but he didn't release her. Another set of hands came into the mix, and before she knew it, she was quickly yanked from the bike and drug into the waiting van.
She couldn't hold her breath too much longer as she began to fight as her life..and that of her unborn's..depended on it.
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Post by Azrael on Jun 24, 2007 20:54:49 GMT -5
The phone rang and Azrael would reach to pick it up. He would listen with a nod as the person on the other end spoke.
“it’s a tragic loss. Make sure his family is well taken care of. Bring me everything from his office. “
Looking over to Mika Az would shake his head slightly
”Hastings is dead”
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on Jun 24, 2007 20:59:00 GMT -5
"It was bound to happen." she replied grimly as she paced his office still. Her own phone began to vibrate and she pulled it out to read the text. Brow rose slowly, and her lips curled.
"You bitch..." she murmured.
She looked up to Az, and passed her phone to him to let him read the message that was sent in by Royce. As for Sora, unless someone could identify the bike, none really saw what happened. Her bike was the only thing left behind.
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Post by Azrael on Jun 24, 2007 21:07:42 GMT -5
Taking the phone from Mika he would smile slightly.
"I love your cousin"
Picking up his office phone he would dial and international extension and wait as the phone rang.
"ello"
"Bobby this is Az, you still in the know?
"Course Mate, its mah business to know evrythin' about everythin' "
"then find out everything you can about a fella named Elijah doin business on your side of the pond. I need to know everything he has his hands into and how deeply they are in it."
" Sure thin' mate, do i want to know why yer askin'?"
"He is after whats mine and its gonna stop, don't let anyone know your lookin and keep me posted."
"Sounds risky it'll cost you double the goin rate Mate."
"find what i want and i will pate triple your usual rate."
Azrael would hang up the phone without another word. Meanwhile across the pond in England Bobby "The Axe" Wallace would start dialing his contacts in search of the big payday Azrael had promised him.
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Post by Xavier on Jun 24, 2007 21:15:43 GMT -5
::having received the text, and voicemails his temper began to flare more and more. his eyes glaring out over the city as he looked towards Az's building not far from his own, he shook his head and turned towards the inner of his office::
Sarah!
::he growled and turned to wait for her entrance which wasnt long after he had spoken her name. ::
Yes Mr. Grey?
::he looked over her and moved to grab his trench coat::
Follow me....
::Soon he would arrive with the bombshell beside him. His eyes looking up over Az and he growled low in his throat::
I loose any more money...I start plucking people off the streets and killing them.... Have you gotten any more news?
::his cell would go off and he would look to it. Reading over the text from Josh:: ~Sora hasnt come home yet and the men at the drop point said she left hours ago....This isnt normal for her~
We have more at stake then just money I believe...
::he tossed his cell towards Az as he crossed his arms and Sarah seemed to keep a step behind to his right::
This must end soon.... or I turn back into a monster.
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