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InFamous: Generations

Scorn can be patient but she does enjoy her torture and fun, she'd be disappointed if Kain didn't bring the meat he promised her. Doesn't matter if Syndicate or not (which I was assuming it was going to be a protester anyways rather then a Syndicate member). A protester will be as good as anyone for Scorn.

InFamous: Generations

Well I posted. Keira goes and talks with the two conduits at the bar who called her over, Zeke shares his intel with Don Quixote, and Scorn is well being Scorn. XD

Depending on how things work in the next few posts there will either be a time jump in two to three posts to when the Syndicate plan to do their attack on the Museum of National History. Just giving a fair warning to all.

InFamous: Generations

Kiera

Kiera gave a roll of her eyes at Eli before returning to Zeke, hiding the fact that she was partially blushing."You might want to keep the alcohol away from him tonight, I don't think that and him being nearly fully powered will be a good thing for your bar, especially that T.V. you so love," Kiera said to Zeke.
"I probably should put it somewhere else," Zeke chuckled looking at the old run down T.V. ",but it's one of the only things I have from the old days. Plus heck if it doesn't die why replace it?"
Before she could even respond and ask about what he had to share that was so important, she took notice of someone waving her over, she realized at least one was from the cafe earlier, something about saving his table at the cafe yet he had never returned from whatever it was he had gone off to do.
"Last interruption then you have to tell me, or us, what you have that is so important," Kiera said before walking over to where the other two conduits sat. She didn't sit down herself but stood.
"Speak fast and it better not be a pick up line or someone's going to get hurt," Kiera said unsure what these two would want.

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Zeke
Zeke chuckled before turning to the mayhem that Eli started."Eli how about you get down from there, while Keira is over there doing whatever I'll let you in on what I have. I know you will be interested at least," Zeke said. Before he did show Eli what he wanted to share, he took an order from what appeared to be a new guy. Seemed to only want beer, and plus there was a new conduit or two every once in awhile so there was no bother in really worry about him in Zeke's mind.
"I did some wire tapping a week back and caught some chatter from our good old friends the Syndicate," Zeke said leaning over the bar, having his phone in hand ",I recorded it. A few here might be interested so I'm sharing it around to those who want to take it to them you know what I mean?"
He hit play for the recording and it started:

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The recording started up with a couple of raucous coughs and scratching. “How are things doing over at the Vintage District?” The voice was digitally distorted. “Market District Plan 3-A is going rather well. Rogue Conduit will be released in several days. The breakout plan is almost complete. Joe is still working out the details. Rogue Conduit we’ve chosen is Damon Funnel. Harsh Wind Conduit. Imprisoned for terrorizing a Texan town as a tornado. He’ll work nicely.”

“Nathan. You need to be more careful here.” The other voice scolded. “We could be compromised. I told you not to send info by wire anymore. We’re probably being listened to at this very moment.” The voice predicted it exactly. “But Vintage District Plan 3-B is.. in the works. ETA on it is probably a week or so, chances are Saturday. We need some backup, so send some extra grunts to the Vintage Syndicates.” Clearly, the man knew that they may well be being listened to, so he purposely revealed less info.

“Alright. Sorry. Just hard to remember.” Nathan said. Some awkward shuffling was heard in the background. “I have to go. Josh will be here soon. You know how he is.” The other voice chuckled. “Yeah. Say, have you seen Matt around any time now?” It asked. “You know, I haven’t. Heard he was sent to the Market District for some backup. Hopefully he isn’t ratting us out to some gang. Those crazy Reaper fellows might've squeezed him.” The other voice coughed. “See you, Nathan. And remember, ears are everywhere.”

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The recording ended there, and Zeke put the phone back into his pocket to speak more with Eli. “Whatever the Syndicate plan on doing, it’s going to be at the Vintage District, in a couple days.” Zeke said, putting down his phone. “My guess? It’s going to be in the National History museum. What better place to hold an event then the most popular museum in New York? “I’ve been trying to make connections as to why they’d be there since I got the recording last week. I've shared it with a few other regulars who would like to give them a piece of their mind but you some of them are just all talk and no action. Not like you and a few others that are here now.”

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Scorn
While Scorn waited she decided to cook a meal, after all what type of host would she be if she did not serve a nice dinner to her guests? Well at least Kain anyways, she couldn't care so much to feeding the meat he would bring home with him, maybe she would just to maybe make them feel welcome and then watch them squirm as she showed them her true colors. Once the meet was disposed of it would be a night of fulfilling primal pleasures, this made Scorn smile, though for once she could say she was nervous. She had no experience in such matters besides the one moment that she dare never think about, the time where she saved the little remains of Chloe and became their guardian and primary personality. Yet she was ready for whatever happened next. She was the queen of darkness and chaos and nothing would change that. A few minor set backs kept her from her goals but they would be squashed. These thoughts drove her nervousness away, replaced by a demented and twisted form of humor. She began to sing to herself as she cooked and waited:
F is for fire that burns down the whole town.
U is for uranium bombs.
N is for no more Syndicate!
The Reapers shall reign supreme!

As she sang it brought a tear to her eye, a tear of blood that she wiped away happily.

Dragon Age: Darkest Days

Zeynep and Gavlan

"Well we could toss the dwarf to see if we can make it," Zeynep said.
"Nobody tosses a dwarf," Gavlan said, managing to look over the side of the bridge to see the boat ",I'd rather die then have to live that one down."
Zeynep looked over the edge and thought for a brief moment on how she could at least land on the boat."Well, one thing I do agree on is that the person who uses blood magic for demons deserves death," she said getting ready to jump ",I shall meet you on the boat."
With that she jumped over the side of the bridge and free fell for a few seconds before landing on the boat, rolling as she did. Once out of the roll she grabbed her staff and went to the first demon she saw using the medium size knife on the one end of it to slash at it before summoning her magic to aid her in the fight.
"Nobody tosses a dwarf but what a normal fall is for you is like jumping off a damn cliff for me," Gavlan grumbled managing to get over and then, falling onto the boat below, thanking his lucky stars that he managed to land on his feet rather on his face or back. He grabbed his axe ready to fight this wretched demons.

InFamous: Generations

I'll have a post later tonight.

Dragon Age: Darkest Days

Zeynep and Gavlan

Zeynep looked around above the throngs of people, leaving Gavlan having to wait since he could do nothing by looking through the legs of the people, so he tried to keep himself standing while he waited.
"Why not try over there," Zeynep called to Rasie over the nose of the crowds, pointing to a crowded section of the people that seemed preoccupied with something below the bridge they stood upon.
She pushed her way through the other people walking about ignoring any comment that was thrown at her as she did, too curious on seeing what would make everyone just crowd in one place when most were trying to find places to stay or buy supplies before moving north or where ever they could to get away from the Blight. She soon had her answer. A boat was drifting under the bridge, and was about through. Upon it was a female warrior, templar perhaps judging by the armor, who was fighting a few demons which brought the question upon Zeynep, was she fighting a mage? Then her eyes caught more movement and took notice of the woman at the bar that they had witnessed moments ago and had been slightly looking for after the commotion in the bar.
"I think we found the person who caused the commotion now it's a matter of whether or not we should aid. What do you think?" She asked Rasie. Zeynep herself wouldn't mind killing a few demons but the templar could be a problem.

InFamous: Generations

Scorn gets ready for the night's events and Kiera and Eli are finally at the bar, so what shall Zeke share? Who knows.

InFamous: Generations

Scorn
"I like the way you think," Scorn purred at the thought of having another guest to add to the fun ",All right, you bring the meat and I'll slip into something more for the night's events." She walked away from Kain, taking out a piece of paper and scribbling the address that he could meet her at later once he had their guest.
"Just tell the man at the front desk that Chloe set you," she said handing the slip of paper to him and then looking at the wall where he had fired the Chlorine Gas ball at ",One promise I ask though is at least keep my walls from being too damaged, I would hate to have to remodel the place again when I just had it finished."
She formed her own little ball of shadow in her hand, admiring it for a few seconds before throwing it at the ground, causing everything to go dark briefly and then the little light that had been in the room came back but Chloe was gone all ready, leaving Kain alone and to complete what he wanted to do before meeting up again.

Chloe remained in the shadows, bouncing from roof top to roof top before reaching the building where they would meet up. It wasn't the most appealing building, it still being on one of the poorer ends of town but it did its job when Scorn wanted to get away from the others for awhile, plus it was the only building that wasn't bombed by the Syndicate who had been tracking her before. She had learned from her mistake then and now didn't entire the building as Scorn, but as her other self, Chloe Allaire, the girl who had died years ago. In truth Chloe wasn't entirely dead but the roles of who was in command of the body had changed. Before the night she killed her own parents she had been Chloe and Scorn had merely been her other personality, her best friend actually. Scorn had been formed as kind of her imaginary friend, at least that what others thought it as but Scorn had been more to Chloe then they would expect. It was another side to her, the other side that she had kept hidden for so long because she had been afraid but all that changed when her father had violated her to such a degree that she wanted Scorn to help her, wanted Scorn to make them suffer and Scorn came to be the new person. Chloe still resided inside but by now mingled so much with Scorn's personality and had hate for the world that they were one and the same anymore.
Once reaching the alley next to the building she removed her hoodie and wrapped it up as well as wiping off most of the pain on her face as best she could. Only those knowing her true face would know she was Scorn. Now she just appeared to be a rather white skinned person who needed more sun. She went to her pocket and pulled out some sunglasses and put those on as well to cover the color of her eyes. Once satisfied that she could go in without someone knowing her besides her own gang members who resided inside themselves, she entered the sidewalks and then the building.
Ah home away from home, Scorn thought to herself as she walked through the door, her shoes clicking against the hard floor. At the other side of the doors sat one man behind a desk, looking rather bored with his job. This was the last remaining member of the gang that had been called the Dustmen. Another find within the walls of Curdon Cay, she had managed to convince him to help in the new Reapers despite being an old rival with the old Reapers of Empire City. He had no tongue do to an accident of some kind so he never spoke.
"Dusty, I have some guest's coming by later so don't act to harshly to them when they come," she said to the Dustman who looked up giving only a slight smile. He was better then the two Reaper conduits at least. She never had to listen to him or bark her orders over and over to get them through his skull. He merely obeyed and provided some good early security systems, though they got into her rooms which got her agitated.
"Just remember to keep your toys out of my room and we shall be fine," she added before going to an elevator and clicking the button for the top floor where her room resided. The floor was all hers and she loved it. She had furnished it herself and everything. It was hardly something most would like. It was painted black wall to wall, with white marble counter tops in the kitchen and some silver for the lamps being the only other colors to reside in the place. There were some paintings on the walls, not for Scorn's taste but rather to just have something up to not have the walls be so bare.
"Now what to wear," Scorn thought to herself heading back to a room that contained a bed fit for two, as well as a closet that had some clothes. The closet was hardly full but once and awhile Scorn herself would have to get something for it solely because she could and for such occasions as this. She might of not always been the one for dress up but tonight she figured she would go with it, grabbing a lovely black dress to put on along with some heeled shoes.

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Kiera
Kiera smirked at Eli as he quoted Don Quixote and replied to his quote with another.
"If you feel that you see me, not quite at my virginal best, cross my palm with a coin, and I'll willingly show you the rest," She said before following after Eli to Zeke's bar, hoping that Eli wasn't to charged up. She had avoided being a hundred percent charged after her first experience of it. It had been exhilarating but not at all that safe for those around her as well as herself. Plus a day later she hadn't felt all that good from it, it was like her body suffered a crash once realizing it didn't have a hundred percent power and wanted it again. After that she had made sure that only nine of her ten fingers kept charged at most.
Upon reaching the bar, Kiera jumped off her board, grabbing the piece of glass from under her and landing on her two feet with ease on the ground."Well now let us see what Zeke has to share that is so important," Kiera said opening the doors and feeling thrilled to be at the bar again. It was a nice place for any conduit who wanted to be around others. It didn't matter so much on which side you were on, infamous or hero or whatever you wanted to call yourself, it was open for all except for those who were a bit too open on what they were. A sign of that fact was the still missing bar stool where Scorn had apparently sat most of the time before being kicked from the bar permanently. The only other person Kiera could think who had been given a permanent ban from the bar was the guy going around calling himself the Anarchy of Flame. Though no one knew who he was entirely besides perhaps the fact his powers involved fire, he still was on Zeke's small ban list for the bar.
Thinking of the Anarchy of Flame, her mind again hit the topic of Scorn and wondering how she dealt with this rogue. Scorn wasn't one to share so she doubted that she liked this rogue messing with whatever plans she had. When it came to whatever meeting that would happen between the two she didn't really want to be there, it would be a fight to the death that was for certain to Kiera.
"Finally you two are here," a shout came from the bar, showing where Zeke was at.
"Only a few missing but you two were kind of the last I was waiting on before I revealed my surprise," he said once Kiera was closer ",Most of the regulars are here by now. So it'll be up to everyone what you guys do with the intel I have."
"Well we would of been here earlier but Don Quixote over there had to charge up," Kiera said pointing to Eli.

InFamous: Generations

I was saving that for my next post with Kiera.

InFamous: Generations

All right, I'll have a post up probably later tonight, also sent out the PMs to the people who haven't posted for quite some time so I'll see whether they are not still in the RP whenever they get on I'm assuming.