James Pizza

[07:43] <Yanmei> There was pizza. A few slices swiped from a Roman Pizza delivery to Marianne's office, still hot. They were arranged on a paper plate in the center of the cafeteria table that Yanmei was waiting at. -
[07:47] <Yanmei> The food served in the Geofront was still not up to the quality it had been before Castiel's attack, still being based mainly around non-perishables. Fortunately, there were few people around to pay attention to the unusual - and delicious - meal from afar, let alone the conversation the diners around it would soon be having.
[07:56] <Minaplo|Out> [One of the cafeteria doors opened- and in came James Riel, in long-sleeved uniform, wearing a glove over his bionic arm. He looked around, spotted her and walked over, smirking a little. "Zhang Yanmei in her natural habitat, huh."]
[08:02] <Yanmei> "Like this cafeteria is my new hangout or something? I was waiting here for your sake, you know." Yanmei tossed her hair. She was dressed in the usual white coat and detailed black slacks. The dampness of her hair suggested that she had showered recently, and the gym bag on the seat next to her presented a reason why. "You're a difficult man to track down these days. Now hurry up and eat your bribe, okay?"
[08:02] <Minaplo|Out> ["My bribe is pizza?" He asked, giving her a deeply doubtful look.]
[08:03] <Yanmei> "It's really good pizza."
[08:03] <Minaplo|Out> ["I dunno if that'll be enough."]
[08:04] <Yanmei> "It's all I can offer. Between the holidays and that trip out of town, I'm flat broke."
[08:08] <Minaplo|Out> ["Oh really? Well, I have just the answer." He said, perking up.]
[08:10] <Yanmei> Yanmei's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "If you say something gross, I'll eat your lunch myself."
[08:12] <Minaplo|Out> ["Is it truly gross to admire the beauty of the human form?" He said piously, even as he protectively grabbed one of the slices.]
[08:16] <Yanmei> "It is if you do it in a pervy way. Weren't you chasing a certain weapons officer these days anyway?"
[08:26] <Minaplo|Out> ["Hah. Yeah, right. That girl really is all work and no play." He grinned evilly. "You're much prettier, though…"]
[08:32] * Yanmei rolled her eyes. "If I find out you're hoarding special catalog merch in my likeness, I'm telling Marianne."
[08:32] <Minaplo|Out> ["H-Hmph. So serious. You're gonna get wrinkles on your face at this rate."]
[08:39] <Yanmei> "I will not! Wait…" she scrutinized him. "You're not -really- hoarding them, are you?"
[08:40] <Minaplo|Out> ["Y'know," He smirked. "I think it's funner to not answer and watch you squirm. Not that I'm a stranger to watching you squirm. Or maybe I am~" He took a bite out of his pizza slice.]
[08:45] <Yanmei> "Squirm? What are you…? What the hell kind of reference is that?! That treasonous Marketing Department! This is their fault!"
[08:46] <Minaplo|Out> [He laughed, loudly; he was clearly enjoying this.-
[08:48] <Minaplo|Out> ["Calm down. I'm teasing you. What did you -really- want to talk about?"]
[08:54] <Yanmei> "Huh? Oh…" She didn't calm down instantly, but she did drop back down into her seat again. Funny… in her indignation, she didn't even remember standing in the first place. "You know lots of illegal stuff, right? What do you know about Paris' seedy side? Like, the biggest crooks in this town who aren't in a political office of some kind."
[08:55] <Minaplo|Out> ["Whoa whoa, hold on. 'Lots of illegal stuff'… 'Seedy side'… You speak as though I'm some kind of rogue!"]
[08:58] <Yanmei> She gave him a vaguely puzzled stare. "You're not?"
[08:59] <Minaplo|Out> ["Well." He huffed. "Just because I -do- know about… Certain shady elements doesn't mean I'm a criminal. Even if I do occasionally break the law, I do so legally."]
[09:09] <Yanmei> "How long -is- your criminal record anyway?"
[09:10] <Minaplo|Out> ["Hmph. That's pretty insulting." He folded his arms and looked away- only to peer back at her with one baleful eye. "It's of a size proportionate to your cup size- so insignificant, thank-you-very-much."]
[09:15] * Yanmei crossed her arms over her chest - which was pretty needless, given that they were already quite covered by her coat and whatever bulky thing she was wearing underneath. "It's not insignificant! It's totally proportionate to my body type, and… why am I even explaining this, anyway?! Look, just tell me what you know, okay? How threatening is the criminal underworld around here?"
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[09:15] <Minaplo|Out> ["That's a hard question to answer. In proportionate to a normal city, or to Paris-2 specifically."]
[09:19] <Minaplo|Out> «Specifically?*»
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[09:21] <Yanmei> "To Paris-2? Like… ok. Who are the big players, and how strong are they compared to NERV - or S2, rather?"
[09:24] <Minaplo|Out> ["Hmmmm." He tapped the table. "Ok, so you're aware of the mafia, right? Ruthless Italians in suits and hats?"]
[09:25] <Yanmei> "Yeah. Like in the movies, right?"
[09:28] <Minaplo|Out> ["Well, not quite, but sure, we'll go with that." He tapped the table again. "There's a Mafia cell in Paris-2, dominated by the Parrino Family."]
[09:33] * Yanmei nodded thoughtfully. "Any ties to, say, the LN or anything?"
[09:33] <Minaplo|Out> ["The LN? No. Why?"]
[09:34] <Yanmei> "Just wondering, I guess."
[09:36] <Minaplo|Out> ["The Parrinos aren't stupid enough to tie themselves to the LN. See, once you cross the line between organised crime and political dissident, then you're -dead-; it's safer to stick to what they're doing now."]
[09:50] <Yanmei> "So then, staying away from politics would include leaving NERV alone, right? Though I'd imagine it's also the matter of not picking a fight with someone bigger than you."
[09:51] <Minaplo|Out> ["Yeah. They try to avoid NERV as much as they can, which is why they try to be low-key about their operations. Mind, it's not like they don't have competition."]
[09:52] <Yanmei> "Oh?"
[09:54] <Minaplo|Out> ["Have you heard of the Camorra?"]
[09:54] * Yanmei shook her head.
[09:57] <Minaplo|Out> ["They're a Mafia-esque crime group from Naples in Southern Italy. Vicious bastards, too, they're fond of cutting off fingers to teach people a lesson. The Costa Parisi Camorra in the city and the Parrino Mafia have been having it out for years."]
[10:04] <Yanmei> "And neither of them has triumphed over the other yet? Sounds like a pretty intense rivalry. What's the difference between these Camorra guys and the regular mafia, anyway?"
[10:09] <Minaplo|Out> ["Geography is the obvious answer; they have opposed ties, but share the same revenue source, so they naturally quarrel. But it's also down to their modus operandi; the Camorra do more assassinations than the Mafia, and they also try to get involved in local politics, which Parrino stays out of, usually."]
[10:20] <Yanmei> "So those two groups are the ones to look out for? The main ones, anyway? I'm sure there must be smaller operations around too."
[10:22] <Minaplo|Out> ["Well, like most cities in Western Europe the Alves Group has some presence."]
[10:22] <Yanmei> "And that would be…?"
[10:24] <Minaplo|Out> ["Arms dealers. They either steal or purchase surplus weapons and sell them to mercenaries, rogue states or criminal organisations."]
[10:29] <Yanmei> "That's, ah, alarming." Her thoughts jumped back to some of the weaponry NERV gave its regular soldiers, let alone its more elite teams. "Don't tell me there are criminals running around with our technology…"
[10:33] <Minaplo|Out> [At this he laughed. "No. The Alves Group is resourceful, but the best they have are railguns, and any of those they have are probably nicked from LN soldiers. All railguns are produced in government-owned factories, and weapons such as masers or bolters are made entirely in Synfront or Geo/Minifront factories, away from sneaky Portuguese hands- except for American masers, which are also
[10:33] <Minaplo|Out> made in government factories."]
[10:38] <Yanmei> "Lucky for us, then. But it sounds like it's jeopardize business if they did anything to stand out much."
[10:39] <Yanmei> ^it'd
[10:43] <Minaplo|Out> ["Quite."]
[10:44] <Yanmei> "This is pretty educational. I knew you were the right guy to come to about this stuff~"
[10:47] <Minaplo|Out> ["Humph. You sound like that's all I have to offer~"]
[10:52] <Yanmei> "Nonsense! You're also my intel guy on technology," Yanmei smirked. "Like, if there was some way to track down a stolen cell phone that doesn't have bugs or tracers in it, you'd tell me, right~?"
[10:52] <Minaplo|Out> ["Yeah, I'd tell you if I ever found out how." He said. "But I meant, I have more to tell about those groups."]
[10:53] <Yanmei> "Eh? There are more of them?"
[10:54] <Minaplo|Out> ["No- I mean, more to tell about the groups I already mentioned." He shook his head, tutting. "Man, you're thick today…"]
[10:57] <Yanmei> "I am not!" Yanmei huffed at him. "What else is there to know."
[10:57] <Minaplo|Out> ["Well, I told you that the Camorra and the Mafia are fighting, right?"]
[10:58] <Yanmei> "Right."
[10:58] <Minaplo|Out> ["Well, from what I hear, they've been fighting a whole lot less recently."]
[10:59] <Yanmei> "So, what? You think they've reached some kind of agreement over those revenue sources you were talking about?"
[11:02] <Minaplo|Out> ["Maybe. It's definitely possible. There's another explanation, though."]
[11:02] <Yanmei> "Yeah?"
[11:03] <Minaplo|Out> ["The Spectre." He grinned maliciously. "The Spectre seems to have a great grudge against the Mafia and Camorra and other criminals. And it tends to, er… Punish them in very painful, gruesome ways."]
[11:05] <Yanmei> "So the Spectre's a superhero now?" Yanmei smirked. "Who would have thought? Think they'll try to catch and retaliate against it?"
[11:08] <Minaplo|Out> ["That's what I'm thinking- they're so worried about the Spectre that they're teaming up to hunt it down."]
[11:10] <Yanmei> "Makes sense. But if we haven't had any luck with it, why would they?"
[11:13] <Minaplo|Out> ["What else can they do? If they keep fighting, whilst the Spectre hunts 'em, they'll just die out."]
[11:17] <Yanmei> "They could always leave town completely~ But that's probably asking too much."
[11:27] <Minaplo|Out> ["'Course." Said James with a smirk. "Besides, their money's here, and their homes, in a weird way."]
[11:29] <Yanmei> "What about the Spectre. Marianne hasn't told me about any more plans to study it. Think our guys have given up and will leave it alone from now on?"
[11:30] <Minaplo|Out> ["From what we've seen from certain sources, we would… If it weren't for the fact that it looks like the Spectre may have assassinated Ikari."]
[11:34] * Yanmei snorted. "Yeah right! Since when has the Spectre ever used bullets? There's no way…"
[11:35] <Minaplo|Out> ["… It'd want you to think that, so it'd appear to use a singular M.O increasing the chances that we'd attribute actions that don't fit said M.O to someone else."]
[11:40] <Yanmei> "Do you think the measures it's taken to protect the pilots was also a cover?"
[11:40] <Minaplo|Out> ["I couldn't say, honestly. It's not like anyone's ever been able to ask about its' motivations."]
[11:42] <Yanmei> "Right." Yanmei sighed, tilting her chair back ever so slightly as she seemingly mulled something over. "I just had a crazy thought."
[11:43] <Minaplo|Out> ["Oh?"]
[11:47] <Yanmei> "What if the Spectre was picking off criminals to protect something. Like the way it did with the Children of Adam in Italy."
[11:48] <Minaplo|Out> ["Protect the pilots?"]
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[11:54] <Yanmei> "Yeah, maybe. It's been weirdly occupied with us since it showed up. Like, even if we include the rumors about it being responsible for killing Ikari, it's only really seemed to have been interested in NERV's activities. Why would it start attacking random mafia goons out of the blue?"
[11:55] <Minaplo|Out> ["Who knows, really…" He shook his head. "Anyway, wouldn't the city be safer without it?"]
[11:57] * Yanmei arched an eyebrow. "It can't be that much safer with all the giant monsters romping through it."
[11:57] <Minaplo|Out> ["Ah, so we should ignore the criminals, too?"]
[11:59] <Yanmei> "H-huh? No one's saying that."
[12:00] <Minaplo|Out> ["Well, if we rule out all threats except Angels, then…"]
[12:01] <Yanmei> "All right, all right." She shook her head. "You've made your point."
[12:01] <Minaplo|Out> ["Mind," He added, "It's not like we have much in the way of manpower to spare on hunting Mafioso."]
[12:07] <Yanmei> "Yeah, that's the worrying thing? If they're aware that we're shorthanded then now would be the perfect time to cause trouble for us if they wanted to."
[12:12] <Minaplo|Out> ["I doubt they would, though."]
[12:12] <Yanmei> "Everyone keeps saying that," Yanmei grumbled.
[12:13] <Minaplo|Out> ["We haven't -told- anyone we're shortstaffed, see." Said James with a smirk. "They won't risk angering us."]
[12:14] <Yanmei> "What if they have spies? -Everyone- has spies."
[12:15] <Minaplo|Out> ["Anyone -important- has spies."]
[12:17] * Yanmei took a slice of pizza for herself. "I need spies of my own, then~"
[12:17] <Minaplo|Out> ["Important."]
[12:18] <Yanmei> "You're mean today," she complained.
[12:18] <Minaplo|Out> [He grinned. "You're easy to tease today."]
[12:19] <Yanmei> "People keep saying that too." She took a rather sulky bite. "What makes someone 'easy to tease' anyway?"
[12:20] <Minaplo|Out> ["You tell me, you're the master of it."]
[12:21] <Yanmei> "What? No. That would be Guillory, and you know it."
[12:22] <Minaplo|Out> [He laughed, thumping the table with his left hand- it rang throughout the room. "You're right. See? That's what makes someone easy to tease; you're like him!"]
[12:25] <Yanmei> "W-what?! We're nothing alike! Stop being so loud!" She whipped her head to and fro, glaring as if to ward off peripheral snickerers. "I am dignified and collected and… and not easy to tease at all!" She said loudly to make sure everyone heard.
[12:25] <Minaplo|Out> ["See? You get so worked up~"]
[12:29] <Yanmei> "I don't! I'm perfectly calm! In fact, I am making the calm decision to never feed you again."
[12:29] <Minaplo|Out> ["What, not feed me with all the money you don't have~?"]
[12:31] <Yanmei> "It's almost the beginning of the month again. I'll get paid soon, and then you'll be sorry!"
[12:31] <Minaplo|Out> ["A whole 700 francs. Oooh."]
[12:37] <Yanmei> "I-it's not that bad!" But it was, wasn't it? Compared to what she'd been making as a diplomat once upon a time, even without counting for the rise in cost of living. Still, she tossed her hair. "If you're so well off, you can buy me a drink to go with this."
[12:38] <Minaplo|Out> ["A glass of milk~?"]
[12:39] <Yanmei> Grrr… "Soda," she said primly. "I'm not a child."
[12:42] <Minaplo|Out> ["No, but in Japan they say milk helps a young lady to -develop-, so you need all the help you can get."]
[12:45] <Yanmei> "Is that the only thing you can think about? Hmph, it's no wonder Archibald dumped you…"
[12:46] <Minaplo|Out> ["She did no such thing. I just wasn't interested!"]
[12:47] <Yanmei> "Right. Sure you weren't~"
[12:48] <Minaplo|Out> ["Humph." He reached over and took one of Yanmei's slices.]
[12:49] * Yanmei watched this with some satisfaction. Sometimes, he was just so easy to tease…

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