Komm Susser Tod 2 3a

[08:21] <Minaplo> [They arrived in Singapore at the nice and clandestine time of 2100 (9PM), the sky above a uniform dark grey, stormclouds hanging heavy over the city. The first sight they'd have of Singapore would be handfuls of skyscrapers, poking out above a massive collection of ships and boats, ranging from small boats such as their own to massive cargo vessels and oil tankers, easily thousands of
[08:21] <Minaplo> them. The city had been, and still was, a major center of commerce and shipping, sporting some of the busiest and most well-equipped port facilities in the world.-
[08:23] <Minaplo> [Their yacht had gone in silently and darkly, which was, of course, a breach of local regulation as much as it was common sense. It had thus been a perfectly nerve-wracking approach, and even Blue had begun expressing a vocal sort of doubt during the course of the trip, around the time where Celestyn had taken them through a tiny gap between two much larger vessels.-
[08:25] <Minaplo> [Nevertheless, Celestyn's hand was steady, and before long they arrived at a small, rather shoddy wooden pier jutting out of a concrete embankment. It was almost deserted, save for a few wooden crates and a youngish Indian man, sitting idly on the pier, smoking on a cigarette. As the yacht pulled up the man leapt to his feet, and began enthusiasically gesturing at them for them to throw
[08:25] <Minaplo> him the mooring line. A few minutes later, the boat was moored, and the man had his hand out to them to help them make the cross.]
06[08:35] * Sept skipped onto the edge of the boat and hopped off, steadying himself on the stranger with his one available hand. He took a deep breath of the air and cursed quietly, certainly satisfied about getting back on land.
[08:35] <@Raphael> A young man made his way onto the pier with a short hop, a bag dangling from one shoulder. His face had an almost harsh cast to it, with sharp chin and heavy brow that hung low over his eyebrows. A small but fairly dignified (For a man apparently in his early twenties at best) moustache obscured his top lip, and he was dressed in a loose-fitting white linen shirt and black shorts exposing
[08:35] <@Raphael> pale thighs.-
[08:35] <@Raphael> He gives the boy a quick look, but rapidly turns his attention to the rest of the dock as he waits for his companions.
06[08:41] * Sept scratched the back of his neck, the lack of hair still feeling a bit uncomfortable. A ball cap concealed most of the light brown hair he had been left with, and he was clad in jeans and a jacket just slightly too big for him, with a mock military insignia on the sleeve.
[08:50] <Minaplo> [Rei is next, wearing a pair of jeans and an elbow-length white linen t-shirt. Her face was framed in a pretty, silky pink headscarf with small white blossoms embroidered along the edges. A pair of black sunglasses had been placed over her eyes, and her skin had been darkened considerably… It was honestly incredible just how -different- she looked with her hair recoloured and hidden and
[08:50] <Minaplo> her skin darkened. The sheer distinctiveness of her skin, eyes and hair seemed to draw most of the attention people gave her.-
[08:50] <Minaplo> [Raphael could still recognise her, of course.-
[08:51] <Minaplo> [Rei took the helper's hand with a smile, letting him help her onto the pier. The helper watched her and the boys with a curious little grin.-
[08:51] <Minaplo> [Blue was next, leaping nimbly up onto the pier, where he turned to scrutinise the helper. "… Huh."-
[08:52] <Minaplo> [Blue, for what it was worth, had ditched his trademark suit and was dressed in a garish blue and white hawaiian shirt over a pair of khaki safari pants. He still had his dapper hat, however, ensuring that the outfit looked like an utter fashion disaster. A camera hung around his neck.-
[08:53] <Minaplo> ["Wow, mister, you look like shit." Said the helper with a grin.-
[08:53] <Minaplo> [Blue grumbled. He took a banknote out of his pocket and held it out to the helper, who eagerly took it.-
[08:54] <Minaplo> [After that was their luggage, such as it was- it wasn't too unusual. They just has a travelling bag each, as well as a few curious metal suitcases.]
[08:59] <@Raphael> Raphael picks up one of the suitcases, adjusting his grip while not bothering to hide his smirk in the slightest. He had very nearly been stuck with that travesty, only for Melanie to take pity on him for her own worrying reasons.
06[09:02] * Sept slung a bag over his shoulder and glanced around at their motley crew again. "The circus is in town, then."
[09:05] <Minaplo> [Rei's face lit up a second before Blue could say "Nope."-
[09:05] <Minaplo> [Her face instantly fell.-
[09:10] <Minaplo> ["Dey!" Said the helper. "Since I helped with your mooring ar, you do me a favour? A favour for you with the argly lah." He took out a bunch of little business cards and thrust them out. "He pays me if I talk about him."]
[09:14] <@Raphael> "Mmm." It's a noncommital sound but Raphael accepts one easily enough, even sparing the card a quick once-over.
06[09:16] * Sept took a quick glance at Raphael's card before turning back to the rest of the pier to stand guard.
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[09:25] <Minaplo> [Rei and Blue took it a copy as well. On it was a picture of the face of a plump-ish, well-groomed Indian-looking man with the name "AJIT DARZI: TAILOR" in bold font next to the picture. Below it was the tagline 'Don't just wear fashion; be fashion!!!'. Beneath is an address for the Holland Street Hotel, First Floor Plaza.-
[09:25] <Minaplo> ["Ah, motherfucker." Grunted Blue.]
06[09:26] * @Raphael looks over his shoulder at Blue, raising an eyebrow.
[09:27] <Minaplo> ["I do not need a fuckin' tailor." Muttered Blue, pocketing the card, grabbing some luggage and stomping off.-
[09:27] <Minaplo> ["You action!" Shouted the help after him, laughing as he did so. He waved the rest of them off.]
06[09:30] * @Raphael grins and thanks the boy before following along.
[09:32] <Sept> "Where to?"
[09:35] <Minaplo> [Blue sighed, rubbing his cheek. "Well." He sucked his teeth for a second. "The Holland Street Hotel is not actually a bad idea. It's the closest hotel to the pier, which is a plus in my book, and it's also quality enough to stay out of the reach of the gossippy underworld without being so high that it's bein' dumped into the gossipy overworld, either."]
[09:42] <@Raphael> "Sounds good." Raphael says, splashing through a puddle of lukewarm water as they pass by what seems to be a unloading point and warehouse for fishing boats. "Any other options worth considering?"
[09:43] <Minaplo> ["Yeah, there's about six or seven other hotels we could go to that serve our purposes, but they're all a little farther away."]
[09:44] <@Raphael> "The closer to the boat the better, at least by my estimation."
[09:44] <Sept> "And not having our shit be nicked seems tempting, if you're saying the rest are utter dumps."
[09:46] <Minaplo> ["Yeah, let's try to avoid that." Said Blue. "Last thing we need is a fence getting ahold of Edmond's favourite toy." He said, shooting Raphael a look as he mentioned his 'cover name' out loud.]
[09:49] <@Raphael> "Quite." Raphael mutters. Considering Surov's sour mood (Which meant a good deal for Surov), losing one of those devices did not sound appealing.
[09:51] <Minaplo> ["Also, Armin's still in Sera's bag." Said Rei quietly. "I don't think I could look Meimei in the eye if I told her we had Armin stolen…"]
[09:51] <@Raphael> "… -can- Armin be stolen?"
[09:52] <Sept> "No," Sera said quickly.
[09:52] <@Raphael> "Mmm."
[09:52] <Minaplo> ["He totally can, though." Said Blue.]
[09:53] <Sept> "I would've -had- weaponry that was more expendable, but -someone- was convinced I'd just try to pick fights if I had the power claw with me," Sera said, ignoring the assertion.
[09:54] <Minaplo> ["Argumentum ad power clawium." Said Blue.-
[10:02] <Minaplo> [They walked through the humid streets of Singapore, which were not at all deserted; as they approaches the more arterial main streets, the crowd began to pick up. When they finally reached Holland Street itself some twenty minutes later, they'd see that a sizeable and steady stream of people still flowed through the area, looking at shops, laughing and eating, or moving on their way.-
[10:04] <Minaplo> [The Holland Street Hotel was a fairly simple fifteen-storey hotel. It was as Blue had said; it looked quite presentable, and through its glass doors and windows they could see a mall of sorts, with internal shops sharing space with the elevators and bellboys. However, it wasn't so flashy as to stand out all that much; there were probably forty other hotels like it in this half of the city
[10:04] <Minaplo> alone.-
[10:07] <Minaplo> [There were street vendors out of course, and one of them caught Rei's eye. "Dey ah nia, come over and have an ice cream sandwich lah."-
[10:07] <Minaplo> ["An ice cream sandwich?" Rei's face instantly lit up.]
[10:08] <Sept> "I think I may have been lied to. Whatever that is, it isn't English."
[10:09] <@Raphael> "Pidgin English. Takes some getting used to." Raphael said, giving Rei an encouraging smile.
[10:16] <Minaplo> [Rei beamed, quickly hurrying over to buy herself an ice cream sandwiches- and one for anyone else who wanted one too.-
[10:16] <Minaplo> [After that, they would all walk into the clean, cool, and much quieter foyer of the Holland Street Hotel.-
[10:18] <Minaplo> [To their left was a strip mall. On their direct left was a convenience store, the demesne of a fat, hawk-eyed sour looking woman manning the counter. Next to it was a knickknack store, selling everything from little naked buddhas to a shirt proudly displaying the penalties for spitting in public. Next to that was… Ajit Darzi's Tailor shop.]
[10:23] <Sept> "Mneh. Not a bad climate, though. Could be nice."
06[10:25] * @Raphael looks around, absently chewing on an ice cream sandwich that he'd been handed at Rei's insistence. "Rather nice, yes. Expensive?"
03[10:25] * Raphael sets mode: +o Minaplo
03[10:25] * Raphael sets mode: -o Raphael
[10:26] <@Minaplo> ["Not too expensive, actually." Said Blue, who had grabbed a nearby pamphlet and was flicking through it. "We could probably get two rooms for a month with the cash we brought."-
[10:26] <@Minaplo> ["We brought a lot, though." Said Rei.-
[10:26] <@Minaplo> ["Yeah, uh, sweetheart, let's not broadcast that too loudly." Muttered Blue.]
06[10:27] * Raphael pats Rei on the back, not quite masking a nervous wince of his own.
06[10:32] * Sept laughed softly to himself and carried on, daring passers-by to try and mug them.
[10:37] <@Minaplo> [Blue headed over to the reception desk, and after ten minutes of dourly dealing with a snickering receptionist who could not look him in the eye, he finally returned with two neighbouring room keys, looking deeply disgruntled. "Come on."]
[10:43] <Sept> "Uh huh. You seem to be pretty memorable."
[10:47] <Raphael> "You'd think they'd be used to badly-dressed tourists."
[10:47] <@Minaplo> ["You know what, you can share a fuckin' room." Said Blue. "Rei and I'll take the other. Packa smartass fuckers."-
[10:47] <@Minaplo> [He led them onto the elevator, Rei giggling helplessly all the while.-
[10:53] <@Minaplo> [A few minutes later they'd be settling into their rooms- Rei and Raphael were together, despite Blue's bluster.-
[10:54] <@Minaplo> [The rooms were quite nice, consisting of two single beds, a fairly decent television, a kitchenette and an ensuite. After about half an hour to get settled in, Blue called them into his room.]
[10:58] <Sept> Everything seemed to check out in the room so far… Sera grabbed the Lance, gave Raphael a glance and headed out into the room Blue had no doubt already turned into one of his franchise bars.
[11:01] <Sept> «Logistics**»
[11:02] <Raphael> The gesture is returned, although it's a little stiffer than it might have been before their conversation on the boat. He makes a similar motion to Blue before returning to his sweep of the apartment, trusting Blue to do the same for his.
[11:07] <Sept> —-
[11:07] <Sept> Everything seemed to check out in the room so far… Sera grabbed the Lance and sat down on the bed, tapping away on the handle as he waited.
06[11:12] * Raphael has the briefcases spread out and opened on the second bed, re-checking that each item was in order with obsessive efficiency. The others would get a glipse of a neatly folded suit, a disassembled sniper rifle and half a dozen other seemingly random items. Every now and again he would glance over his shoulder to check what the others were up to.
[11:14] <@Minaplo> [Rei was sitting in a nearby sofa chair, finishing up her ice cream sandwich, whilst Blue was sitting on his bed, stripped to his waist, the hated hawaiian shirt lying on the floor. His body was quite tanned, although the faint lines of hundreds of little scars could be seen all over his torso.-
[11:14] <@Minaplo> ["Ok. So tonight we settle in, get unpacked, sleep off our yacht lag. Tomorrow is when the fun begins."]
06[11:20] * Raphael eyes a seeingly random patch of collarbone for a moment, and one eyebrow is hovering visibly higher before he turns his attention back to the briefcases. "Of course."
[11:23] <Sept> "Right. You've got those radios?"
[11:27] <@Minaplo> ["Yeah." Said Blue. "Got spare batteries and spare radios if needed."]
06[11:31] * Sept looked up from the Lance for a moment to look at the others. "We focusing on different leads with this or just all wandering about trying to find something?"
[11:35] <@Minaplo> ["No, we'll be going after leads. I'm gonna split us up into two groups." Said Blue. "Rei and Raphael in one, you, me and the Sticker on the other."]
[11:36] <Raphael> "The Sticker." This time he doesn't even bother to turn.
[11:39] <@Minaplo> ["Armin, obviously."]
[11:39] <Sept> "Obviously," Sera said. "That's fine."
06[11:40] * Raphael just shakes his head a little. "Wilwudski is going to coordinate?"
[11:41] <@Minaplo> ["Coordinate, yeah, using the advanced radio systems on the yacht." Said Blue. "He's got computers and shit in there, so."-
[11:47] <@Minaplo> ["Ok. Raphael, Miss Rei, I want you both to try to ferret out the general feel of the city, see if there's been any rumours or unusual shit going on. I also want you guys to see if you can look at local crimes, especially murders or unexplained deaths or disappearances. Try the police stations, the hospitals, the local media… Whatever."-
[11:47] <@Minaplo> ["Sera, you and I are gonna see if we can get in touch with some of my local contacts."]
[11:50] <Sept> "Uh huh. With the possibility that we're being expected."
[11:51] <@Minaplo> ["Yeah."]
[11:51] <Raphael> "Right." Raphael nods, shutting and locking the three briefcases and turning to sit on the bed. "I'd advise checking in at regular intervals. No need to exchange information unless it's needed, but given the people we're dealing with there's the chance of a group being brought down before they can raise the alarm."
[11:52] <@Minaplo> ["Prudent." Said Blue. "To that end, Celestyn gave me these."-
[11:53] <@Minaplo> [He ferreted in his pants for a second… Frowned, then rifled through his shirt. Clearly agitated, he began tearing apart his briefcase before he found them- a small container holding five medicinal capsules inside.-
[11:53] <@Minaplo> ["Swallow these, he can track you remotely so long as you're not moving around too much."]
[11:55] <Raphael> "No way to intercept the signal? The point of using radios was to minimize our footprint."
[11:56] <@Minaplo> ["The signal's pretty weak, hence the whole 'moving around' thing."]
06[11:57] * Raphael just nods.
06[11:58] * Sept scooched over towards Blue to grab one, the Lance poking his side. "Better than cyanide."
[11:58] <@Minaplo> ["I… Guess you are technically correct." Said Blue, giving him a weird look.]
[11:59] <@Minaplo> ["You know, Sera, it's shit like that that makes me double-think giving you the magical candies." He shook one out and held it over.]
[12:01] <Sept> "I'm saying it's -something- to do if you got captured. What do you take me for, some kind of addict?"
[12:01] <@Minaplo> ["You know, now that you mention it…"-
[12:03] <@Minaplo> [Rei was finished licking her fingers clean. She headed over to wash her hands under the tap. "Are we ok to go now, Blue? I want to give all of those cards to the tailor downstairs, so the helpful boy on the pier gets the payment he was talking about."-
[12:03] <@Minaplo> ["Uh, yeah, I think we're good."]
06[12:05] * Sept took his distance from Blue again, examining the little capsule for a while longer before pocketing it securely. "Alright. Make sure you're all rested up, then. Big day."
06[12:08] * Raphael gets to his feet. "I'm going to walk with Rei downstairs. No sense in traveling alone until this is done."

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