( OPEN ) FIGHTING CRIME BY MOONLIGHT

[transmit]

WHO: Every Outsider interested!
WHAT: Catch-all log for cleaning up (or making more of a mess of) Neo Tokyo's crime scene! Refer to the OOC post here for details. Neo Tokyo's current social and political climate can be found under the World / Setting section here.
WHERE: Neo Tokyo, Japan.
WHEN: Nov 2024 & onward.
WARNINGS: Violence, drug use, threats and coercion … whatever else that happens where crime and criminal activity are involved. Please mark for other CWs if necessary!


From the month of November and onward, Outsiders can find recruitment posters around the base for a specialised subsection of an anonymous Neo Tokyo security agency! Feel free to assume that's where most of the directives come from.

Current quests relating to this player plot can be found under < STREET FIGHTER > and < RISE AND THRIVE > on the QUEST BOARD.

People are free to use this log or their own for open and closed starters. However, if you'd like to contribute to the quest chain or setting changes, please remember to eventually submit your links and a summary under the associated quests! Otherwise, go wild!

Comments

[demandsatisfaction]

[Lilias’s only immediate reply to Silco’s observations is a nod; the spell is certainly handy for situations like this one, though perhaps ironically, she’d had few chances to actually use it before being brought here. It’s one of the more complex magics she knows, despite the lack of flashiness, and one of the most recently mastered.

For now, she will accompany Silco back out of the washroom, trying not to attract notice as she slips back into the dining area. Her only job at present is to wait unobtrusively while Silco does his work, and she attempts this by finding a seat and re-tying her boots, as if the laces had become too loose for her liking. By the time she has finished with this and is up again, Silco has pilfered the unwary staff member’s card, and they can begin their errand in earnest.

Time to make her way to the door leading further in. If nothing else, she has mastered the art of looking confidently like she belongs, and so doesn’t hesitate to stride over as though the door is going to open just for her.]

[zauneyete]

[ It's a quick and easy thing, he effects the more slow, steady pace toward the back, as if he's juggling tasks on his way back there. It's all theater, but Silco had done plenty of jobs over the years that it's practically automatic. Perhaps a little bit odd, that he could do so readily, but then again, old habits died very, very hard; and as much as Silco had tried to divorce himself from his past, there were parts that surfaced.

He tapped the card on the door when he made his way back, and slipped in with her, his eyes looking back and forth before he nodded.

Empty hallway, but it ends at a junction shortly up ahead. }

Left or right?

[ He asked, his voice low. ]