( 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!

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[zauneyete]

[ Silco's lips quirk slightly, and he looked Callisto up and down. ]

Weren't you the one who lectured me about acting once?

[ See, Silco just needed proper motivation. And also, unfortunately, this was easy. There had been so many jobs in his youth when he and — no matter — had posed as servants, only to case the joint and sneak goods away down to the undercity. As much as it rankled, as much as it made his shoulders rise like an agitated beast.

No, he knew the game. ]

I did. The piece is planted, and they're none the wiser. Whatever they say will be recorded.

[ Transmitted to him personally, and transcribed the important points as well. Then whatever he thought was... "useful" to the agency — or more accurately: just useful enough but not too useful — will make it to Izou's hands. ]

You were quite the help today. You should feel proud of yourself. I didn't think someone of your status would get dirty with the rest of us.

[uncourteous]

If I had wanted to be an actor, I would have cast aside my title and become a jester instead. [ he isn't sure if silco's words were a correction for his own, or if it was a callout. it's true that his acting was clearly nowhere near silco's level. while normally that wouldn't be enough to touch a nerve, callisto seems like he should prove his points now than forever hold his peace.

besides, who knows is silco has already perceived this as his weakness somehow. he feels it better to be cautious than be entirely unprepared for the future. or so he'd defend, but maybe it's just that callisto can't stand to see him smug. still, he's relieved to know their mission wasn't all for naught.

though, it's funny to admit now, it did help that silco was proficient in tech for all it's intents and purposes too. he thinks that would likely help in any of his future endeavors, too. though, he feels it best for him not to wonder what those will be. still, he can't get lost in his thoughts for long. especially when silco is silcoing.

he gives a slight laugh to his last statement. ]

How insolent. [ damn, approval from bad daddy himself. ] It should be I who says that to you. [ he sheds off the jacket, he flings it in an arc over silco's head. ] A word of advice, you'd do well to remember that even royals aren't afraid to get their hands dirty.

[ but, now he figures is a good enough for any for them to take their leave through the rear exit. ]

[zauneyete]

[ They're moving toward the exit. Silco lets the bug start to run, activating it remotely. He's... fairly alright at these things. No genius, and he isn't exactly inventing them on his own, but he can get this going at least somewhat decently.

Never get between a crime lord and his need to commit atrocities, after all.

He took his own off, and simply dropped it into an abandoned corner, through a door. Nobody the wiser. He pulled the patch off next, and ran a hand through his hair, putting it back into place. As they walked by a room, he shifted his clothes back to normal, the red and gold he'd normally worn, with the tie.

Every bit the scummy crime lord from the undercity. ]

Is it? [ He laughed. ] You should know, we are not people of kings, where I am from. Royalty is that of the delusional vagrant, hoping for a scrap of legitimacy. [ He looked him up and down, the smirk on his face. ] Oh, but that couldn't possibly be you, is it?

[ He opened the door for him, a mocking little twist of his head when he did so. ]

[uncourteous]

[ the concept that royalty didn’t exist in other realms didn’t surprise him as much as others may believe it would. no, it made complete sense. even in one of the scenarios in which he’d execute the nobles one by one, empty the royal coffers, and hand out the money freely to the poor before waging war after war— he figures the world would have simply fallen into a state of anarchy. perhaps, some regions would keep to their inner circle of politics, or their council of elders who have watched over the lands for years, but…

did any of that truly matter?

it’s why he finds no offense, neither to the way silco laughs. ] Of course not. [ his words are oddly fluid, no hint of spitting venom. ] Yet it's always the powerless common man who seems to speak so well on such matters. Oh, but that also wouldn't be you, would it?

[ he gives a slight nod of his head, almost formal, as if treating silco as he really had just been his butler opening his door for him. but, all the same once they finally manage to leave without so much as a hiccup, he does add: ] Do not worry your little head. I have no desire to get caught up in such "delusions." While we are here, we are all acting as soldiers under the same flag for better or worse. I don't ever mistake who my enemies are.

So you shouldn't either.

[zauneyete]

[ Silco's laugh was mocking, but his smile was sharp. An acknowledgement that he knew the make of Callisto.

It's funny, actually. There are few people that he would consider sharks in the water, and yet... yet this royal, something that Silco naturally by his own admission rebels against, is one of them. He supposed that just like he could exceed expectations as a man borne and hewn through the mines, that this man could do so as well.

It's perhaps not like, but a begrudging respect, that sharp smile. ]

Hm. Soldiers.

[ yes, he supposed they were. Of the many hats he's worn, this is the most ill-fitting. ]

Well, don't fret, Callisto. After all, we completed one mission together successfully, didn't we? [ he reached out to pat the man's shoulder dismissively. ] I should say, that's quite the excellent work.

[uncourteous]

[ strangely, it may have been both ways. both individuals so sure they had the basic blueprint of the other other. or maybe they're both so accustomed to having to feel it out of people before they become a impending threat that lingers around their necks. while callisto would like to say he doesn't presume, he does and makes little secret of it. much like how his eyes still measure the distance of silco's hand that comes to pat him on the shoulder. ]

Did I seem like I was fretting? I was just merely speaking to myself.

[ but, the way his lips curve and the way he tilts his chin upwards with a natural sense of defiance. as if he were fighting some invisible perception silco may have formed about him. does he only solidify his position? either way, it's true that he respects those who aren't afraid to ruffle feathers, and silco certainly doesn't shy away. ]

Right, so you should think of a proper reward for the next time I stick my neck out for you.

[ pettily returning the pat on the shoulder right back. patting him like one would a stray dog. ]

[zauneyete]

[ Oh, Callisto.

Silco's lips twitched, and he blinked with his single eye. ]

The satisfaction of helping clean the crime up off the streets is insufficient for you? I will keep that in mind.

[ Says the local crime lord, who has certainly made no secret of the shit he gets up to. ]

Altruism is not your strong suit, is it?

[ No, of course not. They were sharks in the water, weren't they? Circling. Looking for weaknesses. Callisto was no fool. He had not forgotten. ]

Anything to satisfy someone of your stature, hm? I'll keep that in mind.

[uncourteous]

Would that be enough for you? You seem the sort who is no stranger to greed.

[ or so their talk at the gala seemed to have implied. or maybe, he just presumes everyone had a reason to act, and whatever this "reason" was for silco, callisto presumed it wouldn't be a particularly cheap price. ]

But very well, I'll just have to trust you'll make it worth my while. From what I gathered, all we have here is time, if not death.

[ this one one mission done away with. while they could potentially walk to base just like this, callisto seems keen on taking a detour. maybe it'd be less suspicious for eye witnesses, or maybe it's just another one of the crown prince's whims. either way, he wouldn't forget this exchange. ]