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Trace 03/04/2019

Your name is Trace and sometime after the worst of the blizzard, on yet another cold day, you have the pleasure of being stuck working outdoors. Fortunately, your three layers of coat and scarves make it easy to hide the worst of your green skin. With just a little bit of makeup, you look normal enough to be able to traverse Crew territory without catching much attention. A risky job regardless, but you don't deserve anything else after your royal fuckup.

But you don't want to complain too loudly, because at least you're allowed to work in the field and don't have to rot in a cell. And this way, no one else has to risk their neck for this, because you're still the best for this kinda job.

It's still a tedious task. Trying to track down local joints and shady dealerships without contacts and without standing out too much, and from there try to pin down their supply lines, since you want to hit them where it hurts.

It's not the first day you're snooping around and you're finally starting to pick up some leads. One is especially promising - a nearby shop owner. Not the front for a speakeasy or arms dealer or anything himself, but he's supposed to get you into wherever you need. With any luck, he's the only contact you need to get this job done and over with and finally head home, so with hasty steps you head to the adress you were given.

NPC/Karako 03/04/2019

You are Karako Pierot. You're on the job today now that the blizzard isn't going to straight up murder you so you aren't wearing your paints. Too easy to pick out your blood color with it, though you dislike being without. The greater generic-ness to your appearance is good just in case. You're doing a pick up at one of the little stores, one you've not been to before yet.

To they eyes of most folks, you are some troll kid either doing errands or something. Your stunted growth and baby face serve you well in this job.

Seeing someone else making their way to the shop in the distance, you take a small turn to another place across the street from your destination in order to wait for him to go. Letting people see the exchange is a big ol' no no. Better to wait and be careful. You pretend to shop around while keeping an eye out on the other store front to see this random brother leave. You don't figure it'll be long.

March 5, 2019

Trace 03/05/2019

You slip into the store, finally free of the merciless cold. You shake yourself a little, then loosen your scarves and coat a little, trying to relax and act all casual, then have a look around the little hardware store. Not very busy, especially during this time of the day and this kind of weather.

"God damn cold", you curse more to yourself than the store owner. "Busted some pipes" you quickly improvise. Good enough reason to be here. Over to the pipes and appropriate tools you go. "Always the same shit every year. Not been this bad in a while tho, has it?" This is more directed at the store owner now as you draw closer.

NPC/Karako 03/05/2019

You are currently the owner of this little hardware store. You are a Dersite without a glamour and you glance over to the customer who's entered. Casually you nod to his question, "Yeah, pretty nasty winter this year. I except spring will do it's best to make us miss the cold anyway."

Meanwhile the smol clown is still watching the shop door from across the street.

March 6, 2019

Trace 03/06/2019

Still oblivious to the potential onlooker, you pick up some pipes and look them over, pretending to measure and compare them for size. You need a fitting one after all.

You crack a short laugh. "Yeah, probably. But 'least you can still walk outside. Not with a storm like that though." With a few pieces of tools and metal picked out that look like they could vaguely go together, you head up towards the counter.

"Hey, uh. Friend of mine told me you know where to some more special hardware.. Y'know?" A clumsy approach, but it would hopefully sell the awkward neighbour act. "Uh, just in case. Had some shady figures sneaking around lately."

NPC/Karako 03/06/2019

You, the owner of the shop, raise an eyebrow. If this guy was looking for a piece off the record he probably had something in mind for it. You start to ring up the pipes as you say, "Oh? Who's the friend? Some folks get confused." Plausible deniability was important but if this guy had a good name then you'll supply him per orders from the top.

March 8, 2019

Trace Last Friday at 9:44 AM

More improvising, here we go. You got more than enough practice with that, but it's always a gamble if you can sell the story properly.

"Neighbour of mine. A-something. Acqui--? Uh, sorry. Can never remember those old Derse style names. AK. If that's even his right name." You lean in a little. Can't have anyone snooping on you admitting crimes after all. "Been playing poker with him over a few drinks. Y'know. We got talking about this and that and he showed me his iron. Told me to ask around here. You know something, right?"

NPC/Karako Last Friday at 2:17 PM

Not the right name but someone must be blabbing for this guy to be here. You could keep playing dumb or you could possibly draw him further in and catch him for the bosses. After all, if someone is talkin' to the wrong people they'd better do something about it, right?

You've got your gun on you so this shouldn't be hard. "Right... I might know somethin depending on what you have in mind," you say casually.

The small clown across the street is starting to get a lil bit restless. shouldn't the guy be done in there by now? What's going on? Should he go get a closer look?

Trace Last Friday at 7:28 PM

You watch him closely, on the lookout for any reaction that would tip you off if he's buying it or having his doubts. Always need to be prepared for the worst, though you'd really like to avoid having to get rid of someone in the midst of Crew territory. "Uh, y'know. Something small and simple that gets the job done. Not an expert with these things."

NPC/Karako Last Friday at 7:50 PM

You arch an eyebrow but nod slightly. "I might have something," you say. Perhaps if you can get him in the back you can subdue him and hand him over to the bosses for questioning. You push yourself off the counter as you speak, "If you're interested in lookin' I can show you." You take the few steps that separate the counter and door to the back and hold it open for him.

You, Karako, are getting all kinds of itchy anxious about how long that guy's been in there. You've got at least five more locations to pick up and drop at for the day and you're going to run behind and disappoint Boss Boxcars who was nice enough to give you this job. You're also wanting to finish work fast so you can go check on your brother's hive just to make sure he still exists and stuff.

You leave the shop you've been loitering in and sneak over to the one you need to pick up from, hiding in an alleyway. You look for a side window or some spot where you can get a listen to what's going on. Finding one, you are disappointed to see it's to the back room and duck down out of view and try to think.

March 11, 2019

Trace Last Monday at 6:45 PM

You can't believe it worked so easily. Honestly, you don't believe it, and intuition rarely let you down. Still, you have a chance to get some information out of him, no matter how this goes. Just gotta be on your guard.

You keep up the act for now, giving him a dopey and satisfied grin, like an idiot that thinks he just hit the jackpot. "Sure do, whatchu got?" You follow him around the corner, one hand around the pipes you're claiming to purchase, the other digging in your hand for more backup if you need it.

NPC/Karako Last Monday at 7:17 PM

Trying to get the guy to turn his back to you, you open a large locked box then step back with a gesture for him to look. You've got a hammer within reach. You'd rather use that than your gun since the goal is to capture him and a gunshot could catch the attention of cops if word gets back to them.

You, the small clown, hear voices now and you listen very alert and curious as to what is going on here.

March 12, 2019

Trace Last Tuesday at 7:47 AM

"Is that where the treasure is?" You step up to the box, though you go for more of a sideways glance, making sure you don't fully offer your back to him. You're not a fool, you just play one. But you're still very much interested in what you can find in the box. Does he actually have some guns, or is it a trap?

NPC/Karako Last Tuesday at 1:28 PM

There are in fact some guns in the box. None of the big stuff of course, that's more securely hidden, but several hand guns can clearly be seen. You can't help but be frustrated that this idiot isn't turning his back to you. But he doesn't seem like the brightest of individuals, so you bank on taking him off guard and snatch up the hammer and attempt to whack him with the blunt side in the head.

Now you being Karako again, hear the word treasure and it makes you curious enough to risk peeping into the window again while still trying to remain unseen. You've noticed there's a door nearby probably from that room to out here so you gotta be careful no body comes after you.

Trace Last Tuesday at 9:16 PM

You want to reach into the box, but stop yourself short. Partially because it's putting yourself in a more risky and disadvantaged position, partially because he might not like it. "Ahh, may I.. touch them?" you ask. "That's a lotta babes. Where are you getting them?"

He's not giving you the reply you're hoping for thought. You catch the movement in the corner of your eye just in time to react. Melee has never been one of your core strengths, but you've been expecting it, so you easily manage to deflect his arm with the pipe in your hand.

You don't plan to give him a chance to recover and reconsider his attack. Instead, you hit him over the head with the very same pipe, then grab him by the collar and shove him against the nearest shelf.

"'s not a nice way to treat a customer, sir." Well, the jig is up for sure. At this point all you can do is try to get as much info out of him as you can, then decide whether he's a liability that knows too much. "Come on, I just wanted to know who got you the guns, alright? Doesn't have to be this hard and painful for either of us." You try your best to make this sound like a genuinely nice offer, but you can hardly hide the snarl in your voice.

NPC/Karako Yesterday at 12:03 AM

After the bash to your head with the pipe, you're dazed for a moment before you growl in return, "Nobody." You then attempt to get your gun from the back of your trousers. Ain't no way you're gonna squeal, or at least that's what you think. Everyone thinks they're tough till the pressure is on.

Once again Karako, you cover your mouth as you see the shop keeper attempt to attack the the guy you'd been waiting to leave then bite back a honk as that same guy bashes the shopkeep in the noggin. Thus far you watch this play out in silence. Ya this isn't good at all and you don't quite think yet to message someone about it.

Should you bust in there and help? Or would that be a mistake? Who is this guy. You squint and stare at him, trying to lock his face in your brain in case it's important.

Trace Yesterday at 8:27 PM

"Bullshit", you hiss. "I'm not-" you want to continue, but trail off when you notice him wiggling around. Not the kind of a guy struggling to escape, but the subtle ones of someone trying to reach for something.

You grunt annoyed and reach for your own pocket, then shove your knife against his throat, not caring if you draw a little blood. "You better stop that right there" you growl while trying to feel his gun to remove it.

NPC/Karako Yesterday at 8:52 PM

The knife scraping against your carapace and digging in a bit causes you to freeze. It's not hard for your assailant to find your gun. And as you feel him attempt to take your last weapon, you attempt to punch him in the jaw to knock him away from you.

Being the small clown, you pull out a knife of your own as you continue to debate over what to do.

Trace Yesterday at 10:03 PM

Oh, he just had to go for it, huh. He manages to hit you where he intended, but you instinctly drive the knife into his neck at the same time. "The fuck-" You pull away some snarl angrily, baring your teeth, then lean back in to drive the knife even deeper. He's already a dead man, at least you can make sure he won't make a noise to give you some more time to look for clues in peace.

NPC/Karako Yesterday at 10:36 PM

You are dead/dying and with a blade in your neck you crumble to the floor like a sack of potatoes.

Back to being yourself, Karako, you see the punch and from that the man's underbite and a hint of green skin. And then the shopkeep has a knife in his neck! You can't help but honk rather loudly at the green you see as it means this isn't just some guy but a genuine Felt guy who just did a murder.

Then realizing the sound you made, you duck out of the window's view coving your mouth in horror. Oh no. OH FUCK

Trace Yesterday at 10:53 PM

You whirl around when you hear the noise. Someone was there.. and you got a fraction of a second to decide what to do.

Chances are, if you leave now, no cop in the city would be able to incriminate you. But if the crew gets wind of someone sniffing around and attacking their dealers, that'll blow all your work out of the water.

While the dude gurgles through his last breath, you grab his gun and dart through the backdoor to try and catch the witness.

NPC/Karako Yesterday at 11:00 PM

As soon as you hear the sound of the door handle being turned you barrel down the alleyway, with a leap you grab onto the bottom of a fire escape ladder and try to climb to the roof before he can hurt you. If you can get to the roofs you can make a get away pretty easy you bet.

March 14, 2019

Trace Today at 9:39 AM

A troll. A small one. The horns are obvious enough, but you can't figure out much more than that from behind. If he gets away, that's that. Fortunately, trails make it easy enough to follow.

You give chase immediately. You don't even try to tell him to wait. Obvious enough that he wouldn't, so you save your breath for running.

What he might have up on you in speed, you can make up with longer legs, so you're at the ladder not too long after him and climb up.

NPC/Karako Today at 10:35 AM

You hear the clang of metal signalling that he's after you. Shit shit SHIT. You don't hesitate to continue scuttling your way up and climb over the edge of the roof.

Hiding isn't an option cause if you're found it's not just a beating you'll get, you're sure you'll be super motherfuckin dead. So you charge accross the rooftop with all your might and go for the leap to the building next door.

Trace Today at 7:46 PM

You reach the top of the roof shortly after - and see him charging towards the edge. Well uh. Huh. You're great at following people, but you're not out to tempt your fate with acrobatics like these. But you can't let him get away. Curse it.

Before you can second-guess yourself, you lift the gun you picked up and aim at him. Fortunately, the gun was actually loaded and ready. Unfortunately, the little guy is way too agile and even though you're not the worst shot, you miss all three bullets. Fuck.

NPC/Karako Today at 8:11 PM

It sure seems like he missed as you hear the sound of the gun go off three times. Little do you and he realize that his aim was not entirely off as you are so hyped on adrenaline(or the troll variant of that) and survival instinct that your brain has not yet been notified of the wound in your lower right side.

You leap to the next roof and keep going till the pain signals reach your think pan. It makes you trip and you roll down the slope of the next roof and thankfully you fall into a large drift of snow. Still hurts like a motherfuck along with the gunshot wound. There are people on the street making noise after hearing the gunshots and you scramble out of the snowbank and clutching your side you stagger to a hiding place. Hopefully that guy can't follow you and find you.

You then remember the fact that your phone is a thing that exists and with purple stained fingers you make a call.

Trace Today at 11:01 PM

Well, fuck, that sure went badly. You follow him to the edge of the roof you're on, but no further. You think you can spot a bit of blood, so it seems like you've hit him after all. Which... might actually make your situation worse. Before, there was a chance that was just a random bystander scared forever into silence. But now he is injured and in need of help, so someone is probably going to hear about this, be it the police or the crew.

You also realize that... you just fired off a gun in crew territory. It's bound to attract some attention, so you can't afford to linger around here for much longer. Surely you could try following his trail, but that is getting riskier by the moment. Plus, you still need to dig up more information.

Begrudgingly, you make your way down and back to the hardware store to find what notes you can and leave a few minutes later. You also make a point to grab a few guns out of the box, only to toss them into the next best dumpster. Might be enough to make it all look merely like an arms deal gone wrong.

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