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petal_storm) wrote2017-09-03 09:12 pm
petal_storm) wrote2017-09-03 09:12 pm
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Sometimes the music stops...
Who: Orchid, her brother, a party. Any.
When: A few weeks after Orchid starts overhauling Magnus's security.
What The plot thickens.
::You know it can be easier to bear if you dance...:: Ily noted quietly. ::The parties I mean.::
Orchid stalked slowly around the upper cat walk, eyes scanning the ground below, ::I don't participate in events I'm securing,:: she noted distantly. ::But...I appreciate the fact you want to make me feel better?:: she chuckled. ::You should be concentrating on your shift there...::
::It;s the most boring night shift he's ever taken me to!:: she chuckled. ::Not even a sniffle tonight!::
::Careful what you wish for Ilya, you'll make Gi nervous if you slam into emergency mode because you tempted fate!::
::I wouldn't distract him from patrolling there!:: she sniffed.
::Good, it was hard enough convincing Magnus I refused to secure a drug party, I don't want something else nasty slipping by us...::
::Magnus is just pissed you keep shutting down his attempts to woo you,:: Ilya snorted a touch bitterly.
::He wants a tame techie, that's not what I am,:: she pointed out. ::And if I were wooable, Markux is far better at it, as I may have suggested once...::
::Dangerous dangerous dangerous,:: she teased gently.
::He needs me,:: she shrugged. ::Especially after the Russia thing. I'm not underestimating him but I'll not be pawed at by him either.::
::You still hate parties.::
::Of course,:: she chuckled, leaning on a rail to check figures as the jackals sent in a perimeter report.
::Oh...hell, we have incoming here I'll talk to you later okay?:: Ilya yelped, obviously scrambling all of a sudden.
::Told you...:: she teased, shifting back into her own patrol. No pattern, no way o predict where the eyes were hmmm? Didn't mean there weren't ways to predict where she'd be, like when there was a flag at Magnus's office, a place she knew he wasn't given he was having fun on the floor below. ::Damn it someone is being stupid,:: she sighed the twins.
::We'll shift to cover floor!:: Go noted simply. ::Check pings every three minutes.::
::Like clockwork,:: she agreed, ghosting that way. She hated this ddamn house, she hated this damn disk, the only saving grace was...she'd had a chance to lay security through Jaeger's greenhouse too and that...
...she liked his greenhouse.
It was a damn woman, sitting on Magnus's desk and writing something on it in lipstick. Idiot. "You're beyond the bounds of the party," she growled.
"He told me to fetch something to make things more interesting," the citizen pouted. "You're the bitch that made tonight boring aren't you?"
"That I am, up," she snorted, grabbing the woman's arm and hauling her to her feet. ::ID of troublemaker one for tonight,:: she sighed, sending the image and matching invitation name.::
::Ohhhhh, starting to get bored already are they?:: Go snorted.
::Apparently I'm boring,:: she snorted, turning back when the woman tried to dig her heels in, ready to just pick her up when she felt the silvery slide of a needle hitting her neck from behind. What?
"Miss me?" her brother laughed, kissing her neck just above the needle as she froze.
::JENDISSSSSS THE BABY!:: That was followed by the screaming slide of network getting flooded with panic combined with sensory overload from whatever he'd just injected. Fuck but it was fast...the slap of a copper collar around her neck yanked her out of the network, locking her in her own head as the drug slammed through her...
"You won't remember how to talk for a while..." that voice she hated purred, the feel of his arm around her waist distant under everything else. "...I suggest you take the time to remember how much you missed me."
"...no." She managed that at least? And it earned her a headvy slap across the face as he sneered and pulled her around to face him.
"Yes."
No. She blacked out after that? Hopefully...hopefully the serum dropped her body into a medical coma? That...the baby might survive that...
::THE SON OF A BITCH. HE HAD AN EVAC HOVER JUST OUTSIDE THE BALCONY!:: Go snarled, tossing the woman at Gi for handcuffing. They'd be turning her over to the Council but...
...son of a bitch.
When: A few weeks after Orchid starts overhauling Magnus's security.
What The plot thickens.
::You know it can be easier to bear if you dance...:: Ily noted quietly. ::The parties I mean.::
Orchid stalked slowly around the upper cat walk, eyes scanning the ground below, ::I don't participate in events I'm securing,:: she noted distantly. ::But...I appreciate the fact you want to make me feel better?:: she chuckled. ::You should be concentrating on your shift there...::
::It;s the most boring night shift he's ever taken me to!:: she chuckled. ::Not even a sniffle tonight!::
::Careful what you wish for Ilya, you'll make Gi nervous if you slam into emergency mode because you tempted fate!::
::I wouldn't distract him from patrolling there!:: she sniffed.
::Good, it was hard enough convincing Magnus I refused to secure a drug party, I don't want something else nasty slipping by us...::
::Magnus is just pissed you keep shutting down his attempts to woo you,:: Ilya snorted a touch bitterly.
::He wants a tame techie, that's not what I am,:: she pointed out. ::And if I were wooable, Markux is far better at it, as I may have suggested once...::
::Dangerous dangerous dangerous,:: she teased gently.
::He needs me,:: she shrugged. ::Especially after the Russia thing. I'm not underestimating him but I'll not be pawed at by him either.::
::You still hate parties.::
::Of course,:: she chuckled, leaning on a rail to check figures as the jackals sent in a perimeter report.
::Oh...hell, we have incoming here I'll talk to you later okay?:: Ilya yelped, obviously scrambling all of a sudden.
::Told you...:: she teased, shifting back into her own patrol. No pattern, no way o predict where the eyes were hmmm? Didn't mean there weren't ways to predict where she'd be, like when there was a flag at Magnus's office, a place she knew he wasn't given he was having fun on the floor below. ::Damn it someone is being stupid,:: she sighed the twins.
::We'll shift to cover floor!:: Go noted simply. ::Check pings every three minutes.::
::Like clockwork,:: she agreed, ghosting that way. She hated this ddamn house, she hated this damn disk, the only saving grace was...she'd had a chance to lay security through Jaeger's greenhouse too and that...
...she liked his greenhouse.
It was a damn woman, sitting on Magnus's desk and writing something on it in lipstick. Idiot. "You're beyond the bounds of the party," she growled.
"He told me to fetch something to make things more interesting," the citizen pouted. "You're the bitch that made tonight boring aren't you?"
"That I am, up," she snorted, grabbing the woman's arm and hauling her to her feet. ::ID of troublemaker one for tonight,:: she sighed, sending the image and matching invitation name.::
::Ohhhhh, starting to get bored already are they?:: Go snorted.
::Apparently I'm boring,:: she snorted, turning back when the woman tried to dig her heels in, ready to just pick her up when she felt the silvery slide of a needle hitting her neck from behind. What?
"Miss me?" her brother laughed, kissing her neck just above the needle as she froze.
::JENDISSSSSS THE BABY!:: That was followed by the screaming slide of network getting flooded with panic combined with sensory overload from whatever he'd just injected. Fuck but it was fast...the slap of a copper collar around her neck yanked her out of the network, locking her in her own head as the drug slammed through her...
"You won't remember how to talk for a while..." that voice she hated purred, the feel of his arm around her waist distant under everything else. "...I suggest you take the time to remember how much you missed me."
"...no." She managed that at least? And it earned her a headvy slap across the face as he sneered and pulled her around to face him.
"Yes."
No. She blacked out after that? Hopefully...hopefully the serum dropped her body into a medical coma? That...the baby might survive that...
::THE SON OF A BITCH. HE HAD AN EVAC HOVER JUST OUTSIDE THE BALCONY!:: Go snarled, tossing the woman at Gi for handcuffing. They'd be turning her over to the Council but...
...son of a bitch.