Setting
Wing City's business sector located in Eastern Wing City, despite suffering a terrorist attack the area is still business as usual.
Traffic is still a problem during business hours, but the paving of new lanes of traffic and the progress of construction on damaged buildings has made it much easier to travel through the area.
The area is still home to many businesses, banks, and various cafes and coffeehouses to serve the businessman on the go.
Past business hours the makeup of the business district becomes more shady, biker gangs of all kinds using the quiet area to ride around and sometimes harass people enjoying the late-night scene.
Traffic is still a problem during business hours, but the paving of new lanes of traffic and the progress of construction on damaged buildings has made it much easier to travel through the area.
The area is still home to many businesses, banks, and various cafes and coffeehouses to serve the businessman on the go.
Past business hours the makeup of the business district becomes more shady, biker gangs of all kinds using the quiet area to ride around and sometimes harass people enjoying the late-night scene.
Wing City Business District
The business sector of Wing City, currently being repaired after a series of terrorist attacks.
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Wing City Business District is a part of 
Wing City.
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Minke [74] Ink with a splash of magic.
The Nemesis Project [67]
Carlton "Ralph" Denner Jr. [59] Punk Rock-styled, anti-establishment, loud and wild Emetomancer and Avatar of the Masterless Man
Arien Valentine [57] ...
Detective Justice [35] The WCPD detective is on the hunt to stop human trafficking while balancing her awkward relationship with Randin Kaye.
Varia Vulpes [32] Sired by Viktor. Varia is both wild and independent.
Lady Talyria Rei Katsumi [32] What I am shouldn't be your question. Why I am here should be more of the importance.
Christian Belock [32] A prodigal necromancer. Sired by and apprentice to Sanina Lessard.
Valentina Rosetti [29] Little Death
Clair Wilder [27] Reporter for TerraCast Specializing in Supernatural Occurrences and Events
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Jacob raised an eyebrow, "Why?" He asked Yanni, "Why keep trying? Why keeping doing this knowing that you can't beat me? You know you'll die, but you persist. Is it just an American thing not to give up while you're ahead?" Jacob asked.
"Or is it only exclusive to stupid?" The young man asked Yanni, "Try, love. Try me and I will make sure you die in the process."
"Or is it only exclusive to stupid?" The young man asked Yanni, "Try, love. Try me and I will make sure you die in the process."
She shook her head.
"I don't come from America. Never been there. Probably never will. Not even from earth." Her voice was tiny, but it carried far enough. She felt herself fading. "You hurt Kazen. I don't know if..." She leaned over, spitting on the ground.
"...if you've...f-figured it out yet. You hurt a man...and I love...him...can't let that go."
"I don't come from America. Never been there. Probably never will. Not even from earth." Her voice was tiny, but it carried far enough. She felt herself fading. "You hurt Kazen. I don't know if..." She leaned over, spitting on the ground.
"...if you've...f-figured it out yet. You hurt a man...and I love...him...can't let that go."
"Love is a weakness." Jacob said simply, "Your love for the man will get you killed by my hands. I hope you know this." Jacob told Yanni, "I hope you'll accept this."
"As long as you die, too, I'll...regret nothing." she said at last, curling up. She was probably going to die there. She was losing so much blood.
"Don't you have some people to...t-to run from?"
"Don't you have some people to...t-to run from?"
"I don't need to run. You do." Jacob said, "You have ten seconds. If I know you're still here I'm going to kill you." Jacob said, his men running into the room to get him. "We're out of bullets. Let's go." Leon said to Jacob.
"Let's go." Jacob said, turning to head for the back entrance near the DJ booth.
"Let's go." Jacob said, turning to head for the back entrance near the DJ booth.
"...dammit..." she spat under her breath. It hurt. Everything hurt so much. Her limbs were like lead as she tried to get up, right as Jacob turned to exit. One last push. Where was the nearest safehouse?
Invictus. Were Invictus near?
She got up, tumbled down the stairs, and began to direct her legs to the front door. She pulled it open, and tumbled out.
And collapsed.
Invictus. Were Invictus near?
She got up, tumbled down the stairs, and began to direct her legs to the front door. She pulled it open, and tumbled out.
And collapsed.
Charlie brought her car up to a stop in front of the nightclub, she saw a woman on the ground and quickly jumped out of her vehicle. "Nobody sees this lady?" Charlotte asked.
"Get these people to put their fucking cameras away." The Jamaican-American woman ordered the other police officers. "And help me get her into my car, we have to take her to one of the other hospitals."
Charlie and a few police officers carefully lifted Yanni, bringing her to Charlie's car as the woman climbed in with her. "You, fifty bucks if you drive us to the closest hospital." Charlotte told a man, the man clearly wishing to have a little more money.
He was probably some intern who got crapped on at work often, he was going to get some money and some credit with the women as a hero of sorts.
"You'll be okay." Charlie said to Yanni, tearing some of her own shirt to cover the more serious of gunshot wounds.
"Get these people to put their fucking cameras away." The Jamaican-American woman ordered the other police officers. "And help me get her into my car, we have to take her to one of the other hospitals."
Charlie and a few police officers carefully lifted Yanni, bringing her to Charlie's car as the woman climbed in with her. "You, fifty bucks if you drive us to the closest hospital." Charlotte told a man, the man clearly wishing to have a little more money.
He was probably some intern who got crapped on at work often, he was going to get some money and some credit with the women as a hero of sorts.
"You'll be okay." Charlie said to Yanni, tearing some of her own shirt to cover the more serious of gunshot wounds.
Her eyes opened and closed. Opened and closed. She was allowed snippets of consciousness, fading in and out. Her head rolled to the side, getting a look at the woman.
"Ja...Ja...Ja...cob..." she mumbled, though just barely. "Loch...lyn...the...y..." She grit her teeth, hissing as the shirt was pressed to her wounds.
"Ja...Ja...Ja...cob..." she mumbled, though just barely. "Loch...lyn...the...y..." She grit her teeth, hissing as the shirt was pressed to her wounds.
"Be quiet." Charlie said to Yanni, "Just try to breathe as normally as possible. Don't waste too much breath on talking." She told the other woman as the car began to leave the scene quickly.
Charlotte moved over to Yanni's side as best she could in order to make sure she was there if the woman was rolling over during a turn.
"I'm Charlotte." She told Yanni, "You don't need to tell me your name just yet, I just want you to know who to thank." She said with a laugh.
Charlotte moved over to Yanni's side as best she could in order to make sure she was there if the woman was rolling over during a turn.
"I'm Charlotte." She told Yanni, "You don't need to tell me your name just yet, I just want you to know who to thank." She said with a laugh.
Yanni felt her body sway, and kept her eyes closed, as to not confuse herself. She managed to raise her hand, adorned by the gems, to find Charlie's shoulder. She was trying to say one last thing. Just one last thing if she really died there.
"...Kazen."
And then, she was completely out.
"...Kazen."
And then, she was completely out.
"Kazen?" Charlie asked herself. Where did she know that name? Oh, Mary's friend that used to come around before Phinx left to join the Invictus officially.
"Shit." Charlie said, looking up at the road. "Drive up to emergency when we get there and then go get help." She told the man driving the car, "My siren is the middle switch on the dash, lights are the first." She told him.
They would be at the hospital soon and then she could call Phinx, let her know someone who knew Kazen was going to be in the hospital soon.
"You're going to be fine." Charlie told Yanni. She wasn't sure if this was true, she wasn't sure how hurt Yanni was exactly, how much blood she lost before Charlie showed up, what kind of gun was used.
She was hoping things were far better than they seemed.
"Shit." Charlie said, looking up at the road. "Drive up to emergency when we get there and then go get help." She told the man driving the car, "My siren is the middle switch on the dash, lights are the first." She told him.
They would be at the hospital soon and then she could call Phinx, let her know someone who knew Kazen was going to be in the hospital soon.
"You're going to be fine." Charlie told Yanni. She wasn't sure if this was true, she wasn't sure how hurt Yanni was exactly, how much blood she lost before Charlie showed up, what kind of gun was used.
She was hoping things were far better than they seemed.
Lochlyn tugged on his black gloves as he stepped outside of the Jupiter Corporation headquarters. The cold didn't bother him at all, but he did have to keep up appearances. "Where's my limo?" He asked a group of suited men who exited soon after he did.
"It's being brought now, sir." One of the men answered. Lochlyn nodding once as he looked left and then right. His limousine was like his mobile office, his second home. He hated standing out in the open.
People could see him, approach him, keep him from his life's work.
"Tell them to hurry up. It's cold."
"It's being brought now, sir." One of the men answered. Lochlyn nodding once as he looked left and then right. His limousine was like his mobile office, his second home. He hated standing out in the open.
People could see him, approach him, keep him from his life's work.
"Tell them to hurry up. It's cold."
Up the sidewalk a figure came, not really striking in appearance, or distinguishable by anything other than her clearly European appearance. A shock of white-blonde hair stuck up in all directions from her scalp, her eyes narrowing slightly as a smile pulled at her pale lips. A single piercing, a loop at the corner of her mouth, moved with the gesture.
"I'm wondering if I could bother you for a moment of your time." she said to Lochlyn, lifting her voice. Her accent was obviously Russian. "I understand you are busy."
"I'm wondering if I could bother you for a moment of your time." she said to Lochlyn, lifting her voice. Her accent was obviously Russian. "I understand you are busy."
"Here goes." Charlie muttered to herself, stepping out from between two buildings. The woman decided to dress in a pair of tight leather pants and a leather jacket, tips of her hair dyed blue.
She came off as a punk-rocker or some kind of biker. "Oye." The woman said as she approached Lochlyn, a gold tooth showing as she smiled in the man's direction.
She seemed to be channeling a bit of someone that she knew very well, it was the best way she could play the part.
She came off as a punk-rocker or some kind of biker. "Oye." The woman said as she approached Lochlyn, a gold tooth showing as she smiled in the man's direction.
She seemed to be channeling a bit of someone that she knew very well, it was the best way she could play the part.
"I was on my way to a meeting, but... I'm the boss. The others can wait." Lochlyn said, an English accent showing through his words. "How can help you?" He asked the Russian woman before him. "And you?" He asked the other.
"I'll give you ten minutes. Not a moment more." The man said, raising a hand so that his bodyguards knew they wouldn't have to worry about the two women.
Not yet, at least.
"I'll give you ten minutes. Not a moment more." The man said, raising a hand so that his bodyguards knew they wouldn't have to worry about the two women.
Not yet, at least.
Holding her hands out, palms up, the woman inclined her head slightly, as if to thank him for allowing her the courtesy of wasting a few moments of his time. "My friend and I are not from around here, and we were looking for work. I think you might find our credentials to be suitable." She made a show of glancing at her watch.
"But, again, was hoping to catch you during a quiet moment in your office. Perhaps we could come back with an appointment?"
"But, again, was hoping to catch you during a quiet moment in your office. Perhaps we could come back with an appointment?"
"Yeah. Best we catch you another time, right?" The woman said, an almost Hispanic accent, possibly Mexican, coating her words. "Besides, it's pretty damn cold. I don't like to freeze to death trying to talk to dudes in suits."
"We give you our number, you call us and we come check you, eh?"
"We give you our number, you call us and we come check you, eh?"
Lochlyn raised a single eyebrow. "We can talk in my limo if you wish." Lochlyn said, "You can ride with me to the meeting, once we get there you can get out." He told the women.
"Otherwise, call me." Lochlyn said, slipping out a business card. "Directly."
"Otherwise, call me." Lochlyn said, slipping out a business card. "Directly."
"We'll call." the woman reassured him. "Certainly." She took the card from his hand, folding it and slipping it into her pocket before turning on her heel. She tossed a wave back over her shoulder.
"Enjoy the rest of your day."
"Enjoy the rest of your day."
Lochlyn's black and blue limousine pulled up to the front of the Jupiter Corporation building. "Have they arrived?" He asked one his bodyguards who sat in the passenger seat up front.
"Should be here soon." The man answered, stepping out of the car soon after. Lochlyn was going to conduct the meeting as he did most of them. In his limo, riding around the city aimlessly for however long he wanted or until he spotted something, or someone, that was of interest.
"Should be here soon." The man answered, stepping out of the car soon after. Lochlyn was going to conduct the meeting as he did most of them. In his limo, riding around the city aimlessly for however long he wanted or until he spotted something, or someone, that was of interest.
She approached the building with her head tilted up towards the sky, eyes focussed on the top of the building that Lochlyn owned. Her pale hair was sticking up in all directions, dark eyes narrowed slightly as she toyed with the lip piercing at the corner of her mouth.
She was clad in a black trench-coat, one that suited her feminine form, and when she saw that Lochlyn was waiting for her at the curb, she couldn't help but smile. Glancing back over her shoulder, she waved the other along before coming to stand before the man.
"We have not kept you long?" she asked, her Russian accent clear as day.
She was clad in a black trench-coat, one that suited her feminine form, and when she saw that Lochlyn was waiting for her at the curb, she couldn't help but smile. Glancing back over her shoulder, she waved the other along before coming to stand before the man.
"We have not kept you long?" she asked, her Russian accent clear as day.
"I'm coming!" The other woman said loudly, moving quickly down the street to join her friend and Lochlyn. She kept her leather jacket for the meeting, the cold wasn't too bad or the woman was just trying to come off as tough.
"We got here as fast as we could. It's Wing City though, traffic jams all over." The Latina woman told Lochlyn.
"We got here as fast as we could. It's Wing City though, traffic jams all over." The Latina woman told Lochlyn.
"Get in." Lochlyn said, his bodyguard moving to the other side of the vehicle to open the door for the two women. "You heard the man, get in." He said.
Once the two were inside the car would start on it's way down the street. Lochlyn looking the two over but saying nothing.
Once the two were inside the car would start on it's way down the street. Lochlyn looking the two over but saying nothing.
She was at ease, leaning back in her seat with one leg crossed over the other. She eyed Lochlyn lazily, her smile causing the piercing to shift slightly.
"I hear it is an impressive company that you run." she offered. "Plenty of work but not enough hands to get the job done." She rolled her jaw, putting one hand behind her head as she watched him.
"I trust our paperwork made its way to your hands."
"I hear it is an impressive company that you run." she offered. "Plenty of work but not enough hands to get the job done." She rolled her jaw, putting one hand behind her head as she watched him.
"I trust our paperwork made its way to your hands."
"We're good at what we do." The other woman interjected, "We haven't been partners long, she and I, but we know how to tear it up when we want." She said, "Tag team shit."
The woman glanced around the limo, messing with whatever she could find. "Do you have those little bottles of Jack Daniels' in here? I heard these have them. Or that's jets?"
The woman glanced around the limo, messing with whatever she could find. "Do you have those little bottles of Jack Daniels' in here? I heard these have them. Or that's jets?"