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Mr. Danviel

A mysterious courier passing messages and information from one point to the other.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Ironman11, as played by RolePlayGateway

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So begins...

Mr. Danviel's Story

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Mr. Danviel sat alone for a brief hour within a hovering vehicle. He could had already told the inner frame could have survived a tank shell and the windows were highly tinted and reinforced. He waited patiently with... another though the tint on the glass was so thick and the figure sat so far away the spy could barely tell who he was speaking to. Finally the vehicle made a halt and Mr. Danviel caught himself as it did.

The courier and envoy took a glance at the figure sitting next to him and a simple set of word came from his lips "Look outside." It was at that time the window had been slightly rolled over revealing the bright neon lettering Gambit's Bar flashing in the busy street the many patrons walking in and out.

"The person of interest is within the current facility... he is not wearing any matter of disguise so he should be quite easy to pick out. You are to proceed with the interest of the higher ups... Danviel I personally picked you for this task because you require atributes nessecary for this mission... I do not need to remind you the price of failure."

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Mr. Danviel turned to looked at the figure before stepping out the hovering version of a very fancy car before it had zoomed away leaving the man to adjust his tie and walk inward.

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Mr. Danviel entered the doors of Gambit's Bar. The place was a dump, how an galactic arms operation could operate out of this and not draw suspicious was beyond the spy. The first thing that greeted him was a drunk with a hoodie at the entrance as he simply side stepped over him.

He took a gander around the area passing table after table, bar stool and multiple conversation and brawls to finally eye the current target at the stool. Intel had been very accurate at description though he had yet to see body guards around the man.

Walking over to the infamous Haratio Norrado the first thing he could not was his distinctive cane. At his presence now he slightly fixed his tie "I am standing within the services of the renowned Horatio Narrado?" he inquired.

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Mr. Danviel let out a light chuckle "If we didn't know anything about who we were about to contact Mr. Norrado we wouldn't be doing our jobs." he stated as he pulled out a small packet of Minta-Mecha Chew and popped a piece inside his mouth.

His attention turned over to the terrible reputation of Gambit's Bar attracting its worse denizens... But this was not his business at the moment as the turned back to the silver haired cane wielder. "Might I sit?"

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Mr. Danviel was not happy with an additional estranging monster at the entrance way, the businessman was simply relieved that Intel had reported that this particular client was an far than average fighter as well as a businessman. He requested an extra glass to that order as he offered the waiter good amount of bills of Wing City Currency. "This one is on me.." he stated "Now Mr. Norrado you can call me Danviel and no last name.. just Danviel and I am here on behalf of a larger fish you can say.. One that does not want to talk about its 'business deals' in Gambit's Bar. But.. as a show of faith is willing to talk with you face to face at another location across the city of your choice."

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Mr. Danviel nodded his head as he crossed one of his legs over a thigh "You may have what ever belief you want about my employers Mr. Norrado for all extensive purposes this meeting never happened... if you know what I mean." he announced.

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[i]"But I can assure you by the time were done you'll be called inter-galactic instead of galactic... If your interested in expanding your enterprise."

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Mr. Danviel nodded his head once more "Fair enough Mr. Norrado, fair enough." he stated with a stroke of his chin. Afterward he pulled out a napkin and a began to scribble down upon the cloth. "Well Mr. Narrado I have said all I need to... I am instilling you with a number, only viable for the next hour simply call on the number to tell us the meeting place... If you go to the authorities, hypothetical of course, but if you do go to the authorities with this number we will know and I garuntee that you will never hear from us again." he stated as he passed the man the mere number. "Now if you excuse me there are eldrich abominations terrorizing the front of the bar room so I am making way out the storage exit.." he announced as he brushed the dust off his suit. "Have a nice day."

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Mr. Danviel somewhat kept to himself, the man in the suit stared out of the wind shield of his car. Before him was that of the Gambit's Bar the city's only neutral zone. The spy took a cigarette from his person as he light it himself.

He took a brief moment to smoke before opening the compartment of the car. Inside was a mere compact weapon, a semi-automatic pistol. Concealing the weapon on his person Mr. Danviel made his way outward shifty putting out his cigarette with the use of his dress shoe.

Making his way into the Gambit's Bar he was keen to search for a table to relax and a waitress.

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Mr. Danviel relaxed himself as he adjusted his tie to a more straight and formal position as he pushed through the door. The well dressed patron took a gander around before taking a note of a very ionic Crimson Limousine.

So the source had a greater possibility of being accurate that a senior member of Invictis had spend a great ordeal of time at this establishment. Ungluing his stare away from the window he made his way to the bar counter. When he approached the bar tender who appeared a rather rugged man as he crackled around with his knuckles.

Taking a seat at the stool he began to speak "A glass of scotch please... on the rocks." he requested as he took a gander back to the entrance way before returning to his own affairs.

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Mr. Danviel shifted his attention somewhat curious on that statement. Sure the businessman had to work with various aspects of people and keeping a collection of foreign money would avoid him having record at the banks for transactions, but this request could have meant a great variety of things.

"If I am not correct, that is the standard unit of currency in the Aschen Confederation..." he commented curiously as he motioned for his wallet and riffled through four to five different bank notes and currency before pulling out a few cubits.

Placing five instead of three upon the counter he spoke once more "Consider the extra two for fine service."

His eyes then searched around for the several figures that began to post themselves around the bar room, perhaps getting a few minutes alone with his target would be something of a hassle.. He a fresh sip of the drink enjoying the fine taste before his eyes focused on General Haggai.

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Mr. Danviel listened to Sam Adama's tale and it became something of rather interest. What would a Aschen super technology business conglomerate want owning a bar. Especially one that was more dangerous and risky than even the most illegal business deals and far less as profitable one might even say a liability concerning things.

This tad bit would noted for further investigation. A stranger in a suit under good escort made his way into the bar and this strange took a seat in his close proximity. His shifted his attention over slightly to realize this was in fact another Aschen Industrialist. Robotics if he was not mistaken but keeping a track of a who is who in a every expanding multiverse was not an easy task.

He motioned to this man with a somewhat polite smile across his face "Correct me if I am wrong sir, but are you Dr. Daniel Graystone of Graystone Industries?" the spy in the guise of a businessman inquired.

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Mr. Danviel took another drink of the glass of scotch before settling the glass right back upon the smooth surface of the table top. "Excuse me then, I just saw your face sir and I began to wonder if it could be really you... I actually did a paper on your theories on A.I. and your equations for cybernetics back at college." The man claimed with a nod of his head.

"With the paper I had the opportunity to search through a lot of pictures of you for my presentation... though I suppose none of them seemed as terribly flush and tired. Is there something a matter?" he requested.

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Mr. Danviel shifted his attention to the woman addressing. She was a woman which... the company had no files upon and the businessman was actually caught a bit off guard by this. The ordeals have flew right over his head but this news could diffidently prove quite valuable if it could be confirmed by Intel.

His face was slightly shocked before he rose from the counter in respect to the dead and the poor tribulations of the good Doctor. "I am... terribly sorry." he quick apologized for every bringing the subject matter up "I am certain I will seek out the spokesperson a bit later in the afternoon... Good day." he bidded good bye before he began to walk further downward.

As he reached the military escort

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Mr. Danviel curses the enter key and all its cunning.

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[i]As Mr. Danviel reached the military escort surrounding that of General Haggai and what appeared to be his present company he reached into the pocket of his jacket attempting to pull out a badge marking that he was indeed a member of The Hydra Confederation.

"It is the pressing interest of a certain party that I have a moment with General Haggai?" he pressed.

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Mr. Danviel nodded his head slightly with somewhat of a calm smile present in his face. "I can respect your desire to be left alone General, but there are some denizens within this city that are currently suffering under most... extreme conditions. Conditions that can not be ignored and though the people I represent don't have the sufficient military personal to address this problem they have a great ordeal of resources that can be put to good use... in the right hands." he stated.

"I am sorry that you were the one my employer desired to track down, my superiors stated that though you are an ex-member of the faction known as Invictis you hold a great ordeal of influence over the organization... One might say they look up to you and they listen to you if you have something to say... That is the reason I have come to you with the other reason with the recent war that we are trying to end many members of Invictis have become... hard to trace in all the fighting.

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Mr. Danviel shifted his attention to the woman addressing. She was a woman which... the company had no files upon and the businessman was actually caught a bit off guard by this. The ordeals have flew right over his head but this news could diffidently prove quite valuable if it could be confirmed by Intel.

His face was slightly shocked before he rose from the counter in respect to the dead and the poor tribulations of the good Doctor. "I am... terribly sorry." he quick apologized for every bringing the subject matter up "I am certain I will seek out the spokesperson a bit later in the afternoon... Good day." he bidded good bye before he began to walk further downward.(REPOST FOR barney_fife)

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Mr. Danviel remain calm, collected and cool as he listen to the General tale. It was quite perplexing, or perhaps this was some matter of decoy tactic to draw away attention from Invictis' operations. After all, if he had little use a member he would not possess such a large escort. What were they protecting? What did he know?

Those were questions for another time, the businessman reached into his pocket once more and placed down a more old cell phone. "I trust if anything you can have a much better time relaying information to your superiors than we can. . .Let us say for now my superiors would like to make a very large non-profit donation of resources to the fight against the Taiyou for humanitarian purposes." he announced to Kroger "We have... found that the microwaves emitted off much older models of cell phones and other primitive communication devices are much harder to pick up and condense.. With a few modification this particular device has proved to be undetectable by counter intelligence of sorts... On the contact list is a single number, simply dial the number and allow it to ring for a while. That will be our signal when Invictus is ready to meet with my employers... When the phone stops ringing someone will call the phone and tell you an address and time." he instructed.

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Mr. Danviel shifted his attention back to Aiyanna who spoke a lot like an agent of the coalition or the confederation. It still intrigued him immensely who this woman was. "Well cooperation with local rebel factions would at least keep you tabs on their activity instead of dismissing them as ineffective or dangerous. Still, when their are so many being taken away it seems almost entirely illogical to assume that no one will desire to stand in the way." He commented before simply shrugging.

"Still I don't speak for other rebel factions and I am only a messenger for party who present interest is seeing the end of this war... If they will observe that staying out of the conflict is the most effective way in ending the way as quick as possible they will comply.. Whenever or not this sloth will be good for UCON's own efforts is to be observed." he stated quite simply.

He then turned back to General Haggai "It is my interest that your people will talk to my people in the near future. I certainly hope you enjoy your afternoon and once more I terribly sorry to interrupt your pleasant date with such cold talks of war." the spy stated.

With that he looked to his hand once more, if Invictus would scan for finger prints all they would find were the prints of a man who was supposed to be dead for the last five years. This was due to the very thin unseen layer of artificial skin wrapped around his two hands like gloves producing fake prints to make the reclusive Mr. Danviel and his employers slightly more untraceable.

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Mr. Danviel left the couple to their own affairs as the man checked his watch. In a mere 3 minutes his means of transport would be ready to pick him up which meant he had to prepare. The businessman simply nodded the good General and his consort good bye as he pushed through the doors of the etablishment. Without saying another single word a car without a liscience plate rode to the businessman's aid which he promptly stepped inside as it began to ride further away into a tunnel 60 meters away.

By the time they were in the middle of that tunnel the entire vedchile would vanish into bright light.

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Mr. Danviel entered into the confines of a private box for the more financially privilege that were visiting the convention fore grounds today. The businessman was somewhat impressed by the wide array of security that covered every inch of this area, having to go through five different security checks at five points diffidently spelled that what ever being displayed here today was rather well valued.

The enigmatic emissary of a much higher power merely checked his watch as he gave a good over look around the private box before overlooking the convention grounds from above. He understood a man who was able to get this much clearance without ever stating his true employer was indeed a suspicious and cautious thing for most of these legal types... but Mr. Danviel had his own present reasons for being here.[/i]

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Mr. Danviel took a seat amongst a few other Terran businessmen that were generally swapping cards and chatting about the coming presentation. Most seemed to be what the representative suspected would gather: Governmental officials, PMCs, Technology Companies and Foreign Delegates. Merely reaching into his person he pulled out a cell phone from his person on the other line was a voice obscured through a digital masking and encryption 'Has the presentation begun yet?' it inquired over the phone.

"No... No it has not." Danviel answered as his eyes somewhat lingered about "I don't see Savage either." he merely added. The person over the phone gave note of this and merely continued to speak 'Mason Savage is key. . .Find him after his presentation, present our offer as instructed and then proceed with informing me about the results.' It demanded before hanging up. Danviel merely took a gander at his unmarked phone and stick it back inside his jacket.

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Mr. Danviel was first particular distracted by resettling his phone back into his jacket pocket to take notice of Aiyanna of the Aschen particularly odd marking. That did not mean the businessman had not took caution and recognition of the military woman in generally complimenting her grin with a disarming smile himself before turning back to his own affairs.

When the presentation began though, all eyes were fell to Mason Savage and his words. His attention instantly fell to the Hybrid Mk.2 Rifle... Its design, its quality, a sly smirk rose across the businessman's face as he stroke his chin and crossed a leg.

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Mr. Danviel saw the price of the weaponry, but even a businessman of his dealings could tell that was no longer the focus of this particular convention. News cameras and media were somewhat motioning to focus on Aiyanna plea. People were generally interested and confused by the events that had just happened before them and Mr. Danviel felt somewhat sorry for Mason Savage as he believed that Aiyanna had just literally stole the whole show.