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Obviously, Avira is joining into that one as well.
Interacting with: Charlotte Kirk@Belle

There were few things Elizabeth didn’t take well. She was used to hearing no. Every old guy her mother kept around told her no on so many things. And then she got what she wanted and removed them. Now too she’d get what she wanted. Still, she somewhat expected a no the second she saw Charlie. Of course, Elizabeth already had an inkling about who Charlotte Kirk would be. She had to be confident, strong and smart. Charlotte wasn’t just that, she radiated it. So when she told Elizabeth that she wasn’t accepting the offer, Elizabeth wasn’t that surprised. The million dollars was still planted in each and every one of them. That was just a matter of time. Sure, she hated the island. But she didn’t have to be here. Instead, she could just jump on her cruise ship and play the long game. Maybe but a private detective to dredge up whatever secret he could find about the people working there. No, there was nothing really keeping her here now that she had seen it.

But then Charlotte turned her back to Elizabeth. Suddenly all the rational thoughts vanished. Every idea of playing it long and patient were gone. Nobody turned their back on Elizabeth. Her mother did for years. Now she made sure that nobody would every disregard her again. So when Charlotte did what her mother did for years, something snapped. For a second she saw the image of her mother turning her back again and again and again. It almost seemed as the very air around Elizabeth turned frigid. “You will regret that.” She simply said, passing the wetsuit-clad woman. With rather forceful steps she made way towards the exit. With Sam close in tow.

The bodyguards gave everyone one last look and then walked behind Elizabeth as well. For now, she looked calm, controlled. Internally she was raging. She could barely keep it contained. Eventually, they reached the boat. Nobody dared to ask anything. They just got in, not even caring if Max was anywhere near. The bodyguards, ushered by Sam, went full throttle to get Elizabeth, who was no visibly seething towards the island, away. They couldn’t manage it fast enough though. Before anyone knew it she went to the locker, grabbed a pistol and starting firing into the water as she let a horrible, scream. The magazine was quickly emptied and everyone but Elizabeth took their hands from their ears. But the scorned woman still looked very angry.

They reached the inner dock of the mega yacht. “Move this damn thing closer! I want them all to see what money gives you!” Elizabeth commanded a random sailor. Who knew better than to question her. She went straight for the little office built in on one side. While small, it was thoroughly state of the art. With a fury, she barged in. Everyone inside looked up, surprised at the sudden visit. “Drop. Everything.” She ordered. Behind her, Samwell and a bodyguard moved. “I want all names on that board.” She ordered. Her voice calm but her demeanor anything but. The two people moved in to write every name on the board that they had heard. “I want everyone’s info on that board. I don’t care what it is, a maiden name. First boyfriend’s name. I want every little piece of data on them. I want their god damn DNA mapped!” She didn’t have to say much more. The people that worked were more than a little experienced in gathering data. The office manager though looked up from behind his desk towards the bodyguard. “Time to call in Hector?” But the bodyguard shook his head.

Meanwhile, Elizabeth was placing a phone call:
It’s Elizabeth. My mother will be tired tonight. Make sure she’s not behind a laptop. In fact, it’s probably for the best that she gets an early night’s rest.
Listen… I’m not entirely comfortable doing this.
Is the pay not enough?
No! No it is! It’s just… I’m a nurse. This isn’t right!
You do this and I donate 5 grand to the children’s hospital. Anonymous.
Ok...
Good Girl.

After that, she hung up again. Her mother wouldn’t get the Skype message anytime soon. That gave her valuable time to get IT to work on her account. No matter what happened, Miriam was not allowed to know that Elizabeth was ruining Haven. Elizabeth didn’t want to admit it, but there were bylaws that made her very, very afraid.
The rumble is here...
Interacting with: Max Walker@Kitty and Charlotte Kirk@Belle
Mentioning: Naomi Jensin@RisenSun

Elizabeth let a small, sly smile slip. “Of course. Boys?” The bodyguards jumped back on the boat in an instant and put the weapons in a locker. Even though they only out for less than a minute, it became quickly clear from the appearance that they were guns. The bodyguards were soon right behind Elizabeth and Sam. Who was sweating in his suit that looked a size too big for him. Elizabeth felt a little offended by this person walking backwards. She wasn’t a savage! She wouldn’t just suddenly order her people to grab her! Not in broad daylight! And definitely not by the guys she had brought. Eventually, she learned the name of the person: Max. And the name of the boss: Charlie. She couldn’t remember a Max but Charlie was suspiciously close to Charlotte. The name on the contract.

At the cafeteria, the two bodyguards took position next to the door. Crossing their arms scanning the room. Everyone could see their eyes darting from head to head. Gauging their threat. The boys weren’t too worried about anyone here. Well except for Max. The bionic girl had barely finished her sentence and Sam was already rushing to get an apple. He started eating while he held it with his two hands. “Sam!” Elizabeth yelled for the whole cafeteria to hear. The man couldn’t help how he ate, sure. But she didn’t give him permission. She hadn’t told him to eat the apple. For half a minute there was a raging fire in her eyes as she looked down on her lawyer. Who quickly and shamefully put down the apple and didn’t move anymore. The raging inferno behind Elizabeth’s eyes vanished as quickly as it came as she turned back to Max. “Thank you for your hospitality.” She said with her usually, trained, sweet voice. After which she simply went to get a glass of water. The lawyer hadn’t moved an inch still.

Then Charlotte appeared. In a wetsuit no less. Everyone was sitting here, having breakfast. While she was already hard at work? She liked Charlie already. Maybe she could convince her to come work for Camwell Conglomerates. There was always room for hard workers. Her unwavering eyes only made Elizabeth want her more. “Ah… I’m afraid my mother has fallen very ill. Cancer. Inoperable.” She had practiced that sentence for months on end in front of a mirror and perfected it against so many business partners of her mom. It became the usual response. A dog of Pavlov sort of thing. People ask about her mother and she says that her mother has inoperable cancer. It sounded as if Elizabeth felt bad. But it barely raised her pulse. “But I haven’t come just to visit.” Now her pulse raised a little. “I’ve come to make an offer.” One you cannot refuse, she mentally added. “Ten million for the island. And a million for everyone working here if you agree.” She said loud enough so everyone in the hall could hear it. Elizabeth hadn’t been wasting her time in the cafeteria. Some wouldn’t need the money. But there were others. For a second her eyes looked over Charlotte’s shoulder straight at Naomi. She looked very young. Young enough to have student debt. Young enough to believe that a million could really help her out. The million per worker was not just an act of charity. There were always people strapped for cash. They were her seeds should Charlotte refuse. Sooner or later someone would voice their desire for a million. Money was such a versatile tool.

Besides, the girl looked kind of cute. Her eyes focused back on Charlotte. “So what do you say?” Elizabeth was positively beaming right now. There was certainly something predatory about everything she said so far.
@GreivousKhan I can say with certainty that Aivira will come in to take him to Aurax for safe-keeping against the current established Senate. As said, Aivira is fiercly loyal and will send out people to find the Emperor's children or anyone who is close family of the Emperor.
I too am genuinely glad this RP exists. As 2plus said, it's so different from everything else. The cherry on top for me is that I get to play the villain. Something I love but I'm rarely allowed to do in other RPs.
Interacting with: Max Walker@Kitty

The three security guards sprung alive when Max appeared on the docks. As if they were ready to jump the second Max would do something ill-advised. When she asked what their reason for being was, the lawyer stepped up. “I am the representative of Miss Camwell. We are here to exercise our right of the contract under section 7, header b, subsection three, second paragraph, third line from the start.” He said with a voice that Elizabeth could only describe as ratty. He even looked like a rat and a sick one at that. With his disheveled suit, wisps of hair, his foul taste in food and horrible manners. She scrapped him from the barrel of Harvard Law graduates. Now he was the best corporate lawyer money can buy. The guy wouldn’t win any juries though.

“That is quite enough now, Samwell.” She said with a surprisingly friendly voice as she took off her sunglasses. “We aren’t here for any trouble, I can assure you that.” Elizabeth stepped forward. She had practiced her smile for months when she was young. Now nobody could tell if it was fake or not. The fake friendliness she gained when forced to go to galas she hated, talking to people who saw her as a child. The whole façade made Elizabeth dangerously good at appearing friendly. But under the nice, warm smile hid her real version. One that had calculated this first meeting to the second. The two guards were meant for nothing more than physical posturing and even some intimidation. Who on the island would attack her anyway? They were civilized scientists. The lawyer speaking was meant for even more intimidation. Nothing frightened normal people more than hearing about a contract that could be thicker than a book. One that a lawyer had all the time observing while they barely heard of it. That’s how she took over companies foolish enough to take her money. One slip-up in the bylaws and it could all be ripped out of your hands.

“I’m Elizabeth Camwell. There is a… admittingly long and boring story behind why I am here exactly so I will try to keep this short. You may have heard of my mother: Miriam Camwell. She gave up this island for this…” she looked over the water towards the bungalows and the roofs of the other buildings in the distance. “… facility.” She hoped that would come over well. She had no idea what Haven actually did. “However my mother fell rather ill recently so she gave the company over to me. And as the contract that gave up this island to you is in the name of the company, I can now exercise my rights.” The words came out as if they were dictated and prepared. Several times over. All the while she spoke she kept stiff and strong. Though now she visibly relaxed as she let out a heavy breath. “Ugh, this weather really doesn’t work well with corporate speech. I assure you, it’s all way less bad than it sounds. One part of the contract states that the CEO can come visit this facility whenever they want.” This was true though.

Elizabeth remembered the reason behind it. The old woman loved swimming with the sea animals and seeing how well they were cared for. That’s what she told Elizabeth. To Charlotte, Miriam had confided another part of the truth. Very late in her life she realized how little attention she gave her daughter. They still talked and both sides were friendly about it. But Miriam could feel that her daughter didn’t share what a daughter would usually share with her mother. She never saw her graduate or cry about her first break-up. Miriam had never been in Elizabeth’s life. Now it was too late to reconnect. Instead, she wanted to do something else. Though in her old, somewhat frailer state she could hardly care for animals. Haven saved her from her own guilt. That was the truth she had told Charlotte. And that was why she loved to come over sometimes. To see the care and love. To be part of it in the smallest of ways. She kept that section in the bylaws as an act of hope for her daughter that when Elizabeth would find the island, she could visit it as well and witness its splendor. So maybe her little girl could realize what she realized so many years ago.

Elizabeth did not realize it. “And I want to make your boss an offer.” She added. “Ten million for the island. Oh and a million for everyone working here.” She said a million as if it was barely an inconvenience. She said ten million as if it was ten bucks. But Elizabeth meant the number. Who could resist a million bucks? Who could resist ten million!? The visit would soon be over. Obviously, she’d throw a party on her cruise near Haven then. To celebrate its acquisition. After that though, she’d never set a foot on the island again. “So if you’d be so kind, could you show us to the boss of this place?”
@GreivousKhan Played it, loved, should probably play again. It was the first RPG I've played (aside from RS). Though little 13y old me probably did not appreciate the story as much as he should. I remember the scar-in-the-force dude though I don't remember him nullifying the force around him. It's possible he did tho! I may have glossed over it as I was feeling like a dual lightsaber bad-ass.

EDIT: Just a question for you all. Is my description of the Vacare their stuff sufficient? Did anyone have anything else in mind? Do you want to add to it?
I only now just realized how close Order of the exalted Suns, the anti-Vacare guys, are to my place which I'm making Vacare central.
To be frank with you all, I didn't really have anything betters to do and I greatly enjoyed writing this:


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