[DARK WEB] text / un: b4521z

[morns]

CW: kidnapping, related to the FUCK!!!!! quest so possible torture

( Here's your backstory: the gang members roaming Camelot pissed Kate off by trying to mug her, and died for it. And, well, gangs don't take it very well when you kill their own.

Which is how this post comes to be made on the dark web by burner phone. )

re: fuck!!!!!

got bodies if anyone wants them. 10% of whatever you make from it.

( is taking this offer a good idea? probably not. but if you're on the dark web, considering taking on that quest, are you really a bastion of good ideas in the first place? )

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[disasdeer]

there you went and did most of the work. what did they do?

maybe after we're done we could ransom them for their people make a little extra $

[morns]

played stupid games.

( she caught these ones trying to mess with the gym, and it was well-deserved kidnapping, if you ask Kate. )

not a bad idea. wonder how bad they want them back.

( They did start this just because she killed a couple of goons, clearly this crime family bullshit is important to them. )

[disasdeer]

yeah heard that one.

depends, i guess. i fought hard for mine and they fought hard for me.

they're bound to linger on this part of the web, right? get paid twice for the same work.

1/2

[morns]

( of course they do. She's all but expecting them to run into this post. Whether it'll make them more determined to go after her or something else? Honestly, Kate doesn't care any more. It's not like it matters what the outcome is, at the end of the day. )

how loyal
hold on

private;

[morns]

( LBR she knows who this is. It's not like they've never worked on this part of the web together before or anything.

The message that comes is a GPS link to the address where she's keeping these three. )

can't have them here before you.

( They can entice the fuckers round once he's here. )

[disasdeer]

i can be there in like seven minutes.

[ less time if he ran, but he doesn't run. with technomancy, he can help ensure that they don't come running right away, at least until they want it. ]

they won't beat me. already on my way.

and yah, loyal. but that's how these types work. there's gotta be a loyalty somewhere.

[morns]

( She is more than aware this deer does not run. Maybe they can find a way to technomancy him through the phone for quicker arrivals, who knows. )

it's a pain in my ass.

( Smart, true, because loyalty goes further than money or fear, but a pain in her fucking ass. )

[disasdeer]

a bit, but it's also really useful when you want them to give you something.

anyway.

knock knock.

i'm here. open the door.

[ he very obviously knows who it is. ]

next time i'll bring you a drink.

one you'd like, you know.

> action!

[morns]

( There's the noise of someone exhaling and standing up, footsteps (the door's about as old as the rest of the building looks) and the door swings open.

Kate is definitely sporting a few scrapes and bruises, but she seems unconcerned by them. And why shouldn't she, given that there are three pissed-off looking gang members trussed up like Christmas Turkeys in the middle of the room. )

Ready to make some money?

( She may not have roughed these guys up yet, but she's not come unarmed to this basement. )

[disasdeer]

[ He doesn't come with much. Himself, his magic, a blade he's purchased, and a few ideas to get what they want out of it. He's not surprised it's Kate because there's a few things they have in common, and one of them is their attitude towards these quests that others might find a little... questionable. ]

Of course I'm ready.

[ He steps inside. ]

Are these walk it off bruises or need a healer later bruises?

[ Of course he's gonna notice them. ]

[morns]

( She might have deemed it more work than it was worth if the local gangs didn't drop some lovely specimens right in her lap. But they were kind enough to do that, so she may as well make some money with them. )

The kind that improve with money.

( Read: give her a little vengeance, and she'll be absolutely fine.

So. First things first... Let's set up a camera for this, huh? )

Which one d'ya want?

[disasdeer]

Ah - I know those kind.

[ He gets it, really. He looks at the men then towards Kate. It feels just like the same old, same old business. He'll approach the one and step on the nearest extremity with his prosthetic foot - hard. ]

I'll take this one. Though they all three look like they'd be really good at taking a hit, though. Almost like professionals.

[ Oops. ]

[morns]

( A shrug, and Kate's already moving to set up the camera, checking the angles and taking care to make sure the lens is nicely zoomed in on their subject. That should suffice to keep their actual selves out of frame. Well. Mostly. But she's got a nice black hoodie on hand as well as a bag of, uh, shall we call them tools?, which she dips into to retrieve a knife, lazily twirling it between her fingers. )

Guess we're really earning that money.

( S h r u g. They deserve it. )