Session Start: Sat Aug 05 13:07:52 2006 (H-1) [Monday, April 4, 2039 - 1720 local time] [H-1 offices] Arresting someone turns out to be an awful lot of paperwork, at least when several of the arrestees have to be delivered straight to the hospital. One of the men was dead on arrival, one is in critical condition. The head of accounting has a nasty concussion and needs observation... and by the time you manage to take your conscious prisoner back to the interrogation facilities at your office, hours have passed. [session start] * LadySnow sighs. "I think next time we should just not tell people we arrested someone." * LordFate laughs good-naturedly. "Or at least hire someone else to do the arrest reporting." * LadyBobOmb looks at Snow for a moment, then giggles. * Haga finally has something to do, and so he happily sets his yellow-shirted staff to preparing the upstairs gadgetry for the show to come. That's what I'm saying! Ryoko would be way awesome at that. Pity EIs can't -quite- manage it. * LadySnow watches Mashimo through the one-way glass. "This is so neat." * Mashimo looks rather put out by all of this. So far he's not said anything - except demanding his lawyer. So, has anyone offered our guest some gourmet coffee? Wouldn't due for him to feel mistreated. We don't really have to give him a lawyer, do we? Wyrd? Wanna answer the Lady's question for her? We do if he's going to leave. Our coffee is the standard H-2 dispensary brew, unfortunately. They make it thick and strong, but I think they get their beans from Uzbekistan or something. Do you have ice coffee? I'm sure you can find ice, my Lady. That's alright, Haga, I doubt he could tell if we told him it was gourmet or not. Coffee tends to be coffee, once the labels are removed. Well... I can make ice. * PrincessRoyal studies her nails. "Actually, Snow is right. Since we've got him under official MG business, we don't technically *need* to give him a lawyer unless we decide to prosecute him under T-E civic laws." Wow, that's convenient. * LadyBobOmb holds out her hands, suddenly catching a bright-red Bob-Omb, and a blue one follows shortly after. She hugs them to her chest for a moment, before moving them to perches on her shoulders. That's way rad. * PrincessRoyal grins wolfishly. "Oh, yes." So... can I talk to him? Pretty please? Well, then. I recommend attempting to get him to talk civilly at first, and then getting steadily less friendly as he remains recalcitrant. Does this meet with your approval, Princess? * LadySnow bounces excitedly. * PrincessRoyal waves her hand. "It's a question of style, really. That method works, but there's nothing wrong with mixing it up a bit from time to time. Keeps 'em off-balance." * LadyBobOmb holds out the Blue Bob-Omb to Snow, which wobbles a little to keep balance in her hands. "This one wants to meet him." ^^ I admit a personal preference for the "good cop, bad cop" routine, but that's more a leftover from my earlier days than anything else. Oh? Which were you? Ooh can I be bad cop? ...you know, now that I think back on it, it was really more like "bad cop, worse cop." But still. It varied. * LordFate laughs. "You must tell me more about the 'old days' sometime." * LadySnow giggles and pets the bob-omb thing. Like way back before the war ended? * PrincessRoyal eyes Snow giggling and petting. "I think, at least for this run, we might want to put someone else in the bad cop role, should we decide to go that way>" I wouldn't say *way* back. But it was a long time ago, now, yes. * BlueBobOmb is petted! It makes a cute face, and a cuter noise. For now, I believe BobOmb has offered a...'bad cop' to go in. Who's our good? Me! * PrincessRoyal shakes her head. "First, strategy of questioning. What are our top information priorities here, folks?" * PrincessRoyal leans back and waits interestedly for the answers. She got a nice surprise, last time. * LadyBobOmb pets the red one on her own shoulder. We get him to tell us everything about what those guys were doing at that parking garage that night. * Mashimo has stood up and is pacing. These interrogation rooms are really almost too big. Since he obviously knows they were there. Our ultimate priority is what happened that night. * PrincessRoyal nods encouragingly. * LadyBobOmb consults with Glitch, skimming over the info so far for the others that were in the car. Conditionally, we should consider offering him some surcease on any punishment should he prove to be inculpable for the deaths of the Ladies, and capable of providing aid in finding those guilty. But such aid must be...commensurate...with any mercy we might offer him. Or we just make him tell us everything anyway! Do we have any smaller questions? And and we should find out what they were buying and who all knew about it so we can find out who the other group was. Good point. * LadyBobOmb thinks for a moment. "If we have any next step questions, we may want to ask about those. The current dealings, and the location and dates Twister uncovered." * LadyBobOmb nods to Fate. "You're right, too. We want to get him to cooperate freely, if possible. We don't want to force answers out of him unless it's necessary." I don't think we should offer him anything since he's a bad person. There's a different between not nice, and bad. I don't think he's a nice person, but I'm not assured he's a bad person yet. While our ultimate jurisdiction is any illegal activity within T-E, our primary concern is the previous team's case, and the disaster it lead into. We should find out all he knows about that deal, and then move on to what use the item in question could be. Thus, we should not pursue too hotly his further clandestine actions; those are something that may be better given to H-2 or H-4 for investigation. He shot at us! Make sure not to give him more than he's giving to us, information-wise. We don't want to give him too much of an opportunity to extemporize, or, in the event that for any reason he finds himself able to contact others, anything...useful. He's bad! He did shoot at you. Does that make him bad? Yes! He may have been afraid, or desperate. Or bad. Hm. In the event...Bob-Omb and Snow, I think. Fate on the ready, in case we need to switch someone out. Kay! Our goal is the events in the garage, but take it slow. * LadySnow looks at Bob-Omb. "Lemme start." I want every bit of information we can get out of him on every stage of what happened that night, including whatever setup may be involved. I think we should not concern ourselves with how much we tell him. At this point, he may already have to be held indefinitely, or disposed of. We may as well not bother pussy-footing around. You'd be surprised how effective openness can be in loosening tongues. There is something frightening about being told things you know you could be killed for knowing. Ready as always. *grins* * LadyBobOmb nods. "Yes, ma'am." Don't rush him on if there's a chance he might bring us something useful. I'll be standing on watch to alert you if I think he's lying about anything, but I can't do anything for omissions, so be careful. * LadySnow reaches for the door and smiles. "Ready?" Ooh, should I make it cool in there too? * LadyBobOmb looks for a moment at both BobOmbs intently, then nods. "I'd be honored if you led the way." * PrincessRoyal scratches her chin. "Maybe a few degrees below room temperature wouldn't hurt. If Bob-Omb doesn't mind." I don't mind. * LadySnow grins even bigger and opens the door stepping into the room. * LadyBobOmb falls in step behind her, to the right. Good uh... *checks her Queen watch* evening, Mr. Mashimo. * PrincessRoyal gives a nod to the two as they enter the room, then stations herself against the one-way, watching and listening intently. * Mashimo stops and stands with his back to the rear wall. "About time. Where's my lawyer?" Probably getting ready to head home from his office to enjoy dinner with his family. Have a seat, please? * LordFate smiles as he leans against the wall facing the one-way window, and watches. I get a lawyer. There's nothing to talk about before he gets here. * LadyBobOmb just bows politely at Mashimo, still in that ... loose outfit of hers, and lets Snow do the talking so far, smiling nicely. ^^ Uh no. I'm sorry. I don't think you fully understand what you've gotten yourself involved in. What you do get though is the chance to nicely tell us what you know before we are force to make things... unpleasant for you. * LadySnow purposely chills the room at this point, making sure he feels it. * LordFate asks Royal in a non-carrying tone, "Which one's supposed to be the good cop, again?" * LadySnow continues smiling brightly at him. "So please, have a seat." Eh, I'm leaving it up to them, really. I'm more interested in results than roles. Hopefully that won't be necessary. Look, Lady whatever you are, I wasn't born yesterday. We both know that Her Majesty keeps everything in H-2 squeaky clean. * LordFate can't help but laugh at that. Good thing he can keep it quiet enough not to leak through the wall. And the SDF, if this is Royal's op and not the cops, is even stricter with what they can and can't do. So stop trying to intimidate me, and get me my lawyer. And I'm sure that'd work out fantastically for you if we were H-2. Or H-4 for that matter. * LadyBobOmb shakes her head. "That's not going to happen yet." * PrincessRoyal snerks at Mashimo's SDF line. If you're lucky, that won't happen at all. We would rather have your cooperation than have to turn you over to H-2 or H-4. ^^ What would Her Majesty say if we really roughed him up? But please, Mashimo-sama, no more questions. ^^ I would like some answers. Stop bullshitting me. You're not H-3. They don't operate internally, not with H-4. * LadyBobOmb gives him one of the most charming, friendly, heartfelt smiles she can offer. * PrincessRoyal waves her hand. "Depends on how much he really knows. Considering the magnitude of what he's involved in, I'd expe--hope for a certain amount of leeway even if he were as innocent as it's possible for him to be, in these circumstances. If he was more involved...well, then." No. We aren't. The first question directly relates to why you're alone right now. It bothers me a little bit that you would try to run after a few questions, and come packed with automatic weapons. Even more so that you would use them on an MG. I would like to know why you did that. Oh come on, I surrendered when I saw what you were. And we appreciate you saving us the effort of having to put you back together before we get to talk to you. You didn't answer the question. ^^ And you didn't bring my lawyer. Answer the question, and maybe we'll tell you why we didn't bring your lawyer. ^^ You're not getting a lawyer. You're not going to trial and you won't be seeing a judge. Suuuuuure I'm not. * Mashimo pulls out a chair and sits down. * LadySnow sits down as well across from him. Why did you open fire? You attacked me! * LadySnow swallows. After you ran away. ^^ Your three men, Dokite, Ito, and Yatabe. What were they doing last Saturday? What if we- ah, of course. Why do you think I know anything about them? Other than what I told you already? That's not answering the question. ^^ Because we already have evidence connecting you financially to them as well as the fact that you and your friends decided to run when we casually asked you about them today. Casually. Right. A Princess and her coterie of Ladies comes marching in and starts asking questions about things. Real casual. Our methods aren't what's in question at the moment. ...look. I'm not trying to be difficult - hell, I'm willing to make a deal here. But we can't do business without a lawyer. And at this point, it's not really a matter of whether or not you know about what they were doing. We know you know. And you don't know, do you? And that bothers you. Heh. Are we required to give him a lawyer of his choosing? * LordFate eyes Haga, much like a cat eyes a mouse. Why ever would we be? This isn't a legal question we're asking. We're simply asking you if you know something. I mean, if we -were- giving him a lawyer. Yes. It does bother me. To get his cooperation. Oh. No, not at all. * LadyBobOmb drops the smile. "It will not become a legal situation until after our questions are answered." See, and that's where I just plain don't believe you. And you're not going to be seeing a lawyer or anyone else for that matter till you tell me what exactly is going on. I understand you want a lawyer, but a lawyer will be no help right now. Or, we could just tell him we have a security clearance that says we don't need no stinking warrant. Or... We could simply *make* him believe that this is not a lawyer- requiring sort of situation. Once we're done with you, we can send you to H-2, or H-4. * LadyBobOmb pauses. Or we can let you go. * PrincessRoyal snorts, quietly. * Mashimo snorts, loudly. But we will be done with you first, and get our questions answered. * LadySnow hmms. She turns to the glass and mouths. "Can I shoot him?" Please, Mashimo-sama, just answer a few questions nicely. ^^ * LordFate pulls out a rather heavy-looking semi-automatic pistol. "Oh, let me, Snow," he says over the radio. No, but actually, I was just about to ask you if you could freeze, say, his finger, just enough to make him seriously uncomfortable but not enough to give him frostbite. Good grief - that would make such a mess! These walls are new, let's not get them all bloody yet. * LadyBobOmb reaches up, and sets the red Bob-Omb on the table, where it starts walking around, looking at Mashimo curiously. * LadySnow continues dropping the temperature of the room. * LadySnow leans in closer. I'm sorry, I didn't catch your title, Lady...? * LordFate grins at Haga. "Fair enough." He puts the pistol away. So what would it take to convince you that we were serious? I don't think you can. * LadySnow puts a hand on his knee, chilling it as much as she can. Oh we will. It's just a matter of time. ... Oh. Oh. My knee is cold. Oh. The nasty Lady is hurting me. * LadyBobOmb frowns. "So that's your final answer? You're not going to cooperate nicely?" The sarcasm drips messily. So much for subtlety. Smack him one, whichever one of you thinks you can do it best. We'll continue taking it slow for... * LadyBobOmb glances at Snow. "Can you freeze his feet to the ground?" Sure. * PrincessRoyal checks her watch. "Five minutes, then I'm coming in there and I'm afraid I'm going to have to upset poor Haga, not to mention the cleaning crew." * LadySnow focuses her Ice Prison on his feet, encasing them in ice. If he's not going to cooperate nicely, I don't think he needs to be able to move around or get away. Uh... ack! * LadySnow pulls out her pistol. * LadyBobOmb draws a pistol. Now we were asked nicely not to shoot people in here since it'll make an awful big mess. ...you're not going to use those. You wouldn't want to create extra work for the cleaning crew, now would you? * LadySnow puts the gun to his thigh, and cocks back the hammer. * LadyBobOmb takes aim for a moment, for one of his arms. "We won't, if you answer our questions." Otherwise, we will. No. No way. Then you will answer our questions. Then you will be in the hospital. Not in Tokyo-Earth. Three. Two. Then you will be in prison or worse for the rest of your life with the rest of your buddies. One. Look, I wanna deal! But not if I can't have a lawyer to make sure it's clean! * LadyBobOmb pauses a moment, then adds, "That is, if you survive." * LadySnow closes her eyes and squeezes the trigger. She actually stops grinning altogether at this point. AAAAAAAAAAAAGH! Hm. It might have been better to let him know why this is so serious, first. After all, we're ---well, too late now. *casually* There's your lawyer. * LadySnow opens her eyes again and looks directly into his. * PrincessRoyal shrugs and turns to Haga. "Do we have anyone around medic- trained for this sort of thing?" Now are you going to talk or would you rather sit here and bleed for a while? Uh, my second is. I'll, uh, get him. We wouldn't want him to exsanguinate, after all. Thanks. Don't bring him in until my order, or whenever the girls are finished, whichever comes first. * LadySnow almost seems to be shaking at this point. Is it from fear or excitement? It's hard to tell. The floor is a bloody mess. Looks like the security staff will need to get out the mop tonight. * BlueBobOmb jumps at the sound. It starts to look at Mashimo with a expression of something like anger, as is the one perched on Snow. * LadySnow does her best to not actually look at it. AAAAAAGH! You BITCHES! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!? * LadySnow grabs his face and focuses it right at her. "We're asking you questions! Now talk!" Dokite. Ito. Yatabe. Saturday. Snow, cool down the area around his wound a bit. Let him concentrate. * LordFate taps his foot idly, eyeing the door to the interrogation chamber periodically. They do odd jobs for me and my customers! Saturday was just some courier work! With who? * LadySnow swallows and looks down, trying to spread the tangling ice up to the wound, numbing it as best she can. * LadySnow tries not to look at it any longer than she has to. ...you all right in there, Snow? Should I switch in Fate? I don't know who they were picking up from, but the drop-off was a brewery in Ningyo City. I'm... okay. What's the address? Who were they *swallows* meeting there? * LadySnow decides it would best if she sat back down. * Mashimo pants, and probes at his leg. The bone doesn't seem to be broken. It's someone I was introduced to as I tried to get the rent-a-cop biz from the Ningyo City COC. Just this Ningyo businesswoman, who said she was having some problems with import controls. What's her name? Anene- Anemeno - gah, I can't say it when I'm shaking like this! * LadySnow offers him a pad of paper to write it down. * PrincessRoyal nods at Fate. "Can you have Wyrd do a search for records on this Anemone?" Yes, ma'am. *utters some gibberish including that name* Also, I recommend we send in the medical professional now. Attempt to make him more comfortable now that he is cooperating. What was the package? Anemone. Gah. Never could say that word. * LadySnow makes a note and gets her own PDA looking the name up and the brewery. Give it a bit, first. Snow's cooling down the area, which should slow the bleeding for a while. Yes, what were they transporting? Right-o. We don't want him to think we're too generous, at this point, considering his previous attitude. Give it a few more minutes. I don't know precisely, but she's trying to make nori beer, and needed some bacteria or yeast or something to make it work right. And do you believe that? Sure, she gave me some of their test batches. It was pretty lousy. *shrug* I'm not experienced with people even as willing to cooperate as Mr. Mashimo, here. So I bow to your expertise. Can you think of any reason someone would want to prevent this exchange from occurring? Hm. Find out if you can what the name of the bacteria supposedly in question was. I'll have Wyrd do a search on it for other possible applications. We *gasp* We were just cut-outs. An extra layer in the process to obscure the transaction. Do you have any samples of that beer left? No, I mean, it was undrinkable. What was the bacteria? Do you remember anything about it to describe it? I don't KNOW! I'm not a goddamn brew master, I just drink my Yebisu like normal people. * PrincessRoyal frowns slightly. When was the last time you heard from your three associates? Did she mention the name? When I talked to them, gave them the job. When was that? * LadyBobOmb taps in a text message over the PDA - "Check his PDA for a recording of the meeting." * PrincessRoyal turns to Haga and his second in command. "What would the process be to get some sort of real advanced biomed stuff in here?" * Mashimo shrugs. "Thursday? Friday maybe. Had all three come in, told them what they were doing." Say, something that can detect hazardous bio-agents. What precisely did you tell them as far was what they would be doing and who they would be meeting? Uh. Not a lot is stored at H-2, the fastest way would be to call H-4. Told them where to make the pickup. *shudder* Where... where... to deliver it to. * Mashimo is getting a little pale. * LadyBobOmb gestures at the red Bob-Omb, finally relaxing her gun-arm, and tucking the pistol away to pick up and hold the red one. We'll get the details from you in a minute. Let's get your leg looked at. You'll continue to cooperate, right? * Mashimo hisses, then coughs. * LadySnow stands and wobbles towards the door, stepping into the other room. You gonna shoot me... again...? Not if I don't have to. * PrincessRoyal nods to Haga's 2-ic to go in. "Snow, Bob-Omb, you can take a break if you like, but don't leave him for more than three to five minutes." Only if we have to start the process over. * LadySnow closes the door behind her and looks up at Royal, she'd look rather pale if she wasn't already blue. "How was... that?" Relax for a bit. Did you want anything to eat, or drink? The H-4 medic goes in and starts fussing around with the gunshot wound. He looks like he greatly disapproves of all this. * PrincessRoyal nods approvingly, her dimples showing even if she's not outright smiling. "Not too bad. Although I did say smack, and not shoot." It worked, though. Sorry... about that... * LadySnow tries to make her way out into the hall to get some air, collapse to her knees, vomits and faints. * LadyBobOmb bows politely to Mashimo, then heads out herself, keeping her composure. Once the door shuts solidly behind her... It's fine. You got res--aw, shoot. * LadyBobOmb rushes over to Snow, and kneels down, grabbing a shoulder and just staying in contact. "Easy... it's okay." ...poor girl. Next time, I'll be bad cop. Mm. But she needed the experience. * LordFate finds a chair from a nearby room and brings it to the hall to help sit the fainted girl in it. Did you start the search on Mashimo's PDA? Do you want to go in there, or should I? We should keep our guest company. * LordFate directed that at Princess Royal. I suspect he records all his business meeting, official or private or not, for his own reference. If the name was mentioned, it should be on there somewhere in his PDA. * PrincessRoyal nods at Fate. "I was just about to ask you, actually." Go ahead. * LadyBobOmb stands, gives Snow's shoulder a final squeeze, then composes herself. She grabs some coffee, and brings that out as she follows Fate out. * PrincessRoyal wanders into the nearest bathroom and gets some towels and spray to clean up the vomit. * LordFate nods, and heads on in, closing the door behind him. * LadyBobOmb slides the cup of hot coffee over to Mashimo, before taking a seat herself. * Mashimo really really really doesn't feel like drinking just now. So, did she hit bone? Feeling better, Mashimo-sama? ^^ No, it's pretty clean. Actually, you're kind of lucky she didn't get a ricochet off the floor. Who the hell are you people. There's no way you're going to be able to convict me now, not even on the tax fraud. H-2 Supportive Investigative Services. Bullshit. And our interest isn't in convictions. * LadyBobOmb shakes her head. "We're not worried about the tax fraud, or your personal activities." At least, not of the petty stuff you've done so far. * PrincessRoyal snorts. "If that's really all he knows, why try to run?" Yeah? So what did happen at the parking garage, anyway? Something... musta been something insane, to get this sort of investigation... We ID'd your three men there by their dental records. * LordFate leans back, and props his legs up on the table. ... that was all that was left of them, besides puddles. The NINGYO did them?!? A lot of good MGs died there, too, and there was a package involved. We don't know. * LadySnow 's eyes flutter open after a few minutes and she looks around the room awkwardly, looking rather embarrassed with herself. She tries to stand, wobbles and falls back into her chair. Oh. Oh shit. Don't try to get up, Snow. Fate's in there, don't worry about it. Oh... I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to faint like that... It's just... *she looks down* There's blood on my shoes... Yes. Shit. So you guys are going crazy trying to figure out what happened. Why were there Ladies there, though? None of his business, guys, unless he can give us a damn good reason for asking. We're more concerned with what took them out. And why they would kill for your package. * PrincessRoyal nods at Snow. "You can clean up in the restroom. I'd help, but I need to check him for lies." * LadySnow nods. "I'll go... in a second. Just lemme sit for a bit." Can you remember what that bacteria was? * LadySnow looks into the room. "But they didn't even take the package... They destroyed it." * Mashimo shrugs, then gasps as that hurts. "Not my package. All I know is what Anny told me, and that was just that it was for making beer. Hell, we usually don't bother with jobs this small." * LadySnow is talking slowly and looks rather disappointed in herself. What was so special about this one? Was a favor for whasshername. The Ningyo City COC head... Anya! That's it. * PrincessRoyal mutters a soft but vehement "Hah!" under her breath. Wanted the contract for the rent-a-cop biz. Told you already. She mentioned she had a friend who was looking for some quiet help, and that's my thing. * LadySnow puts Anya into her PDA, pulling up all the info the palace has on her. Only met Anenmee. Gah. A-nem-on-e. Her. Only met her the one time, she stopped by HWGC. I'd ask how she got around, but that's not relevant here and now. Ask him when. Maybe we can find about that meeting in their files. Maybe someone there heard about it who shouldn't have. When was this meeting with her? Anya is the head of the Ningyo City Chamber of Commerce, and generally regarded by the people she's met in the Hierarchy as having a bit of a chip on her shoulder, but other than political muckraking she has no track record. The usual way. We have a special conference room for Ningyo guests. * LadySnow looks up how long she's been the head and if there's any records of her travels. * PrincessRoyal mutters. "Thought there was something off about her floating around the scene of the crime." Uh. About two weeks ago. She'd already arranged for the delivery then, and we just had to negotiate terms. Well I think that makes it less likely that the Ningyo did this though... * LadyBobOmb hmms. "You've been doing this for a while, right? Anything seem off, or not quite right? Anything at all, about this whole deal and how it turned out?" Anya has had that job for about five years - she's done a fair amount of travel by air, to many different countries. * LadySnow looks for anything that matches up with the travel schedule of the three guys from HWGC. Particularly around the times they received their bonuses. It was... well, silly. I don't understand why she couldn't have the people bring the stuff directly to her. The dates don't match up. Bah. Why couldn't they? Sure, we added another layer to the transaction, but that's sort of amateurish when you think about it. A whole new set of people that know about whatever it is you're hiding. Mm, but still puts her way more involved than she was letting on. Plus, if it was anything close to minor, she'd've been screaming her heads off at us about the busted deal, not about when the garage would be open again. She just said that this was what she wanted, and the money was good enough, and it wasn't even really illegal. So... yeah. Maybe she wanted us out of there so we can look around herself. I don't think we can shoot her in the uh... flipper though. I trust you will be contacting her about the loss of your men in this mysterious deal of hers? * Mashimo goes cross-eyed. "First of all, as I'm kind of detained here, no. And even if you hadn't caught me, no! Why connect myself to her any further?" Mm. I think it puts her beyond reasonable doubt to have her want that, as if she had no idea what went wrong with her "beer deal", she'd just have us do the grunt work and then demand the results. No. She knew more about what this was really about. Or was persuaded to act as if she did, in any case. * LordFate nods. "Why, indeed?" I think we should go talk this Anomi- Ana- that person from the brewery first, though. Make sure we know enough to get her to confess before we go after her. Fate, Bob-Omb--not necessarily now, but somewhere along the line, ask him why, if that's all it was about, he ran, and why with the people and weapons he did it with. * LordFate absently types something into his PDA. Notes, perhaps. Well, yes, of the passing kind. It's forwarded to Royal's PDA as a text message: "Do we want to use him to try to work some evidence out of this Anya?" * LadyBobOmb frowns. "I'm still curious as to why you ran so quickly, and armed so heavily, if all you had under your belt was tax fraud." Well... technically it was embezzlement too, though that would be a complicate case to make. And maybe a few of the, uh, operations I've arranged haven't been legal. * LordFate chuckles. Anything relating to this incident we're investigating? * PrincessRoyal rubs her chin. "Well, we're keeping him anyway, so we'll have him on hand, but not directly, I think, just yet." And something bad had obviously happened at the garage, and judging by the firepower being thrown at it - my god, a whole Princess! - someone with real power was pissed off. * LadySnow smiles a bit at the thought our MG impressiveness. And I have some decent money salted away, as does Kajiura, so yeah. Get out of the country before you realize it and maybe we're home free. Not a bad plan, all told. A bit sloppy in execution, but all hasty ones must be. I apologize if we came on strong. You did get our suspicions up, though, by running so swiftly. Oh, he'll be fine. I've been shot in similar locations before; it just takes a week to be comfortable for walking, and you can't strain it for a couple of months. At least, that's what I was told by the doctors. You can't possibly shoot all your suspects. I'm a pretty fast shot, actually. *winks, probably joking* Not as fast as that cold Lady is. ...so what happens to me now? * LadyBobOmb glances up at the glass window, where Royal is. Clean him up, clean the room up, put 'im in a long-term cell. Make sure we have alert people watching the vids; he was security, after all. What about how the other people he took were involved? Yes, your highness. And and we still don't know anything about who his men were meeting there... Make sure he's treated...humanely, at least. Run all requests from him through me for approval. We'll handle the others later. * LadySnow nods. For now, Mr. Mashimo, you will be well taken care of, and your wound will be seen to by our physicians. * LadySnow stands up then feeling much more together at this point and makes her way down the hall towards the restroom to clean herself up as best she can. Make sure he gets his leg looked at every...however often you advise. No more, though. Ah. Well, I guess I'll find out, then. * LadyBobOmb frowns, and mulls that over. She looks like she's trying to find a way to say it. * LadySnow heads back to the group after running water across her face and cleaning the blood off her shoes as best she can. Haga, we can toss him in directly, yes? * LordFate tips his chair back onto all four legs, and rises to his feet. Uh. If you want to put him in the fishtank, yeah. We'll have to make some alterations to the holding cells if you want to use them for more than a day at a time. * PrincessRoyal rubs her chin and nods. "Fishtank, then. And the alterations to start ASAP." But... what if we need it? And I want that H-4 biochecker crew in here as soon as you can wrangle them. Yessir. I mean we are going to talk to fish next... * LadyBobOmb finally shakes her head. "I'm sorry. You're going to get treated, and then detained." Speaking of which, should we go get dinner? I'm kinda hungry... We can wait a bit, I think. If nothing else, we can toss him into one of the cells while working with the fishtank and put him back afterwards if necessary. I'm thinking we're going to have to take a couple of days as far as the ningyo-work on this goes, anyway. We can make do, especially since he's, uh, not able to run right now. That does help, of course. * LadyBobOmb stands. "I'm sorry." She looks sad, as she quietly leaves the room. * LordFate follows BobOmb out with a spring in his step. So um. I guess we win. For today, anyway. Dinner? * PrincessRoyal looks over the assorted Lord and Ladies, and nods. "Good job, everyone." She heads out and down. "Shall we discuss things over a dinner in, or do you all want to go home first?" Dinner! Dinner works for me. * LadySnow gets as much bounce back as she can, following Royal out. Very well then. Takeout, though. In case we want to discuss anything work- related. So um, Royal-sama, highness? I've not had any takeout here in T-E yet. What's good? Oh I know a place that has really good octopus pizza! Yes, Snow? Do you think that maybe that um Ryoko could work with us? I mean, she'd be really good with all the paperwork and stuff we had to fill out... * PrincessRoyal shrugs. "Oh, we can get almost anything. Might have to search a ways to find it, though, and no guarantee of authenticity or quality, but..." Pretty please? * LadySnow gives her sweetest smile. ...mmm. * LadyBobOmb retrieves Mashimo's PDA, and has Glitch start looking for the meeting with Ane... anemem... sea-thing. * PrincessRoyal taps her lips. "How about this. Any suggestions you, or anyone else on the team"--she looks around--"have for staff supplements, give me a list of names and rationales and submit it to me; I'll look over their documentation and see." She glances at Snow. "A short list." How's that/ * LadyBobOmb hmms, mostly talking to herself. "So, we've got those two addresses, a date, Anya, and ... an... Anemone, the Belgians, and finding out what the package is up in the air now." Okay! How short? * PrincessRoyal isn't able to suppress a suspicious squint at Snow. "Five, eight at the most. I can't accept everyone's suggestions, you understand." I doubt Destiny and I will have any; we haven't been working in this city for long enough to know anyone. * LadySnow hmms. "I suppose if Mari and I went in together that'd be like 16 people we could get in!" Ooh, can I use your slots, Fate? ... * PrincessRoyal winces. "No, Snow. Fair's fair." But but... he's not using them... * LadyBobOmb muses for a moment. "My little sister would love to be here. What kind of staff do we need?" * LadySnow pouts. That's another thing I'll have to check. I'm coming in early tomorrow to do all that sort of stuff, talk to our support heads, things like that. I'll know by tomorrow afternoon. Probably. You want me to show up early too? I can help. ...that's not necessary, Snow. I'll take notes and stuff. It's no problem! ...don't worry about it. ... You sure? *looks a bit disappointed* Yes. * LadySnow frowns. Okay... * LordFate chuckles. I could come in and help decorate the office though. And we need to get furniture. You wanna get furniture with me, Fate? That...can wait until day after tomorrow. Alright... At the very least. Tomorrow looks like another mostly out of office day, anyway. So what do you want me- us to do tomorrow? We're visiting Anemone next, correct? That's what I suggested. Mm. Possibly. I want to get what we can out of the others, but we also don't want Anemone or Anya to jet before we can get at them. Plus, there are certain...delicacies with dealing with Ningyo, especially ones at Anya's level, that I want to look into before I give the go- ahead. If we've got a waiting time, we can pay a visit to the T-E address. I think with her position, Anya would have a hard time just disappearing. And if she does the Ningyo will probably help us track her down. Depending on how far this goes. Anya worries me. She was in on it, or she was another pawn. Even messing with Anemone can bring us more complications than we want. For now, I want to keep tabs on both of them. I'll have a better idea of what to do with them tomorrow. If she was in on it, a fellow Ningyo conspiring against other Ningyo.... But Anenen- ... Yeah. She's just a citizen. We could at least go talk to her and tell her we know what she was up to. If all else fails, a rogue agent group could go in and put the fear of random violence into the ningyo in question. But she's involved with the CoC, which might get Anya interfering with us before we're ready to block her. If she finds out about us. We're secret agents and stuff, remember? * PrincessRoyal eyes Snow. "Something like that." Still, given the political situation, and historical background...a certain added dimension of subtlety may be required. * PrincessRoyal mutters under her breath. "not that we've been being that subtle..." So then what do we do now? Besides get food? Get food, discuss. Though it seems we've got a jumpstart on that. Elsewise, keep a lookout on the PDA searches. If your PDAs get a whiff of anything interesting, have them send it to me marked urgent, even if it seems minor. Wanna get octopus pizza? * LadyBobOmb checks the status on that search for the meeting. There's no record of the meeting other than in his public schedule. * LadyBobOmb pulls up any details she can from that, aside form when. There a where? The place is really good. It's owned by one of my neighbors. We go there all the time. Or if you wanna go to my place I could make us something. Ooh that sounds like fun! There's a meeting listed for mid march in the Ningyo conference room. No names, no minutes, no record at all of what happened. * LadyBobOmb frowns, and starts another search, pulling up all the lists of known bacteria, and comparing them to uses in alcohol - especially horrible alcohol. * LadyBobOmb tucks away the PDA after getting that started. "No luck on his records." And run the searches you made during the interrogation on Anemone to me, as well. I probably have all the same data on Anya as you do, from my last search, but feel free to send me anything that might not come up in ordinary searches. Hm. Pity. * LadySnow idly checks her PDA for the records on the Anemone person as they walk and talk. So so you guys wanna have dinner at my place? I'm sure I could find enough chairs for everyone. * PrincessRoyal shrugs. * LadySnow takes that as a yes. "Yay!" Do you live with your family? Nope. I have my own place. * LadyBobOmb nods. "Okay." ^^ I dunno if papa wants me bringing over a bunch of strangers to his place. My sisters probably wouldn't mind though. I suppose I could ask... No, your own place would be fine. Okay! Thank you. I would offer my own family if it weren't for the business and secrecy aspects. ^^ Indeed. * PrincessRoyal puts in a message to Haga through the PDA to have him notify her when the H-4 bioteam arrives. Any hour, day or night; she's used to weird hours. * LadyBobOmb looks over the group, with an ... interesting smile, then laughs. "But it appears we're being treated to Chi's cooking. All the better." ^^ Yay! I'm sure she's a wonderful chef. *smiles* * PrincessRoyal closes her PDA and tucks it away. "Mm." Oh I can show you my cards too! I was going through my collection and finding all the various Royal cards I had from all the editions since I joined the team. *snicker* That'd be great. ^^ * PrincessRoyal barely controls a wince, and converts a vaguely exasperated sigh into an ordinary, if drawn-out, exhalation. [end session] Session Close: Sat Aug 05 16:41:20 2006