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Zachary Pink

Rainbow Haired Black Marketer and Petty Smuggler.

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

Description

Hey Bro. Hey Brah.

Scrawny, skinny, short white dude probably around his late twenties or early thirties. He’s rather sleazy and skeazy looking with worn out thrift store clothes far too much piercings on his face and tattoos all over his arms and neck (most revolving around weed, music, Taoism or video games). His hair is really long and dreaded and has the additional trait of being a garnished color vomit multicolor rainbow. His person smells like stale sweat and his clothes smell like stale tobacco.

So begins...

Zachary Pink's Story

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Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Chromechaser Character Portrait: Zachary Pink Character Portrait: Ashley Correa Calhoun

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To the common eye, Zachary and Ashley were just any other tourist in Secca. Did they go to the bad parts of the station where all the criminals and prowlers and addicts and other such to do their dealings? Hell the fuck no. That was a place where you could easily get stabbed by some spiced up psychopath. No they were going to enjoy their little vocation here off world, there was a great deal to offer off this moon.

Resorts, spas, commercial centers, bars, restaurants, legal drugs, theaters, music concerts, this place was really booming and bustling and Zachary had every intention of hitting close to everything here while the pair was away. That was all he seemed to yammer on and on about you would think he wasn’t here on business. A whole litter of pamphlets and maps were piled on his bed in their hotel room here in Secca.

Ashley wanted this business done with as much as Zachary. That was for certain. She didn’t like the concept of Off World, even if their papers were processed there was something alien and uneasy about this place. She had spent the last evening just watching what passed as television here and cleaning out the two conceals they were able to pass through customs without anyone being the wiser.

Even if they did get what they needed done quickly it was not she could just leave right after that, the next shuttle to where they needed to go was in a couple of days.

There was a large demands for medical tech in the market, particularly a precision laser that reduced the size of cancer tumors from walnuts to specs. Thankfully the politicians had the wonderful foresight to embargo a lot of foreign made manufacturing and guess what just got squeezed into the list. Hospitals, companies, heck even private citizens would pay top dollar for one of these on the black market and thus this is where there apparent contact fitted in this scheme.

Apparently, if the story could even be believed. They had come into a contact that swore he could get these specialty lasers in large quantities and possessed a vessel to ship them over orbit. If that was true, it was all a matter of working out a good rate for the supplier and getting that supply safely on surface without hassle from customs or authorities.

“Ashley! You should wear a suit more often! You look awesome!”

Zachary expressed, the pair had brought some formal attire for the big meet and greet that was going to be downstairs at the hotel lobby.

Ashley had no real response handing Zachary his gun as she concealed her own.

“These are likely dangerous people… Don’t lose your wits.”

Was all she said. Yup! She was great at parties to! The two exited out of their room heading for the elevator that lead down into the lobby.

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Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Zachary Pink Character Portrait: Ashley Correa Calhoun

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"You are certain ?" Said a voice, that of a well cultured older man. "He handed off his charge to her ? Is he out of his mind ?"

"No" Said another most likely twice as cultured sounding voice, this of a older female, yet young looking when seen. "Ae did as he was instructed. And he follows orders without question. He was told to guide the Terr'an to Er, and then to leave the man in her care. The man, according to our seccamnet, Has displayed a rather arrogant attitude. Something Er will ravish, or completely disolve. Either way, the elder man will learn his place."

"Yes" Said a third voice, slightly nasal sounding in tone. "Ae is a good cat. He does his jobs expertly. Why have we just noticed this now ? I still insist that Ae and his staff under him, who show extreme promise and ranlk highest in our serveys, be promoted to the honor guard. The team at his command is second to none. Why have my pleas for this promotion gone unheeded ?"

"Because the majority have yet to heed your promotion motion." Said the newest voice, that of someone clearly in charge of something. The other voices seemed to pale in comparson to the newest voice. "Ae and his team are good for this moment where they are. When Er is finished with the Terr'an, Ae and his team will escort him back to the landing zone at the southern edge of the Yaking District's section 80 as planned ahead of time. The sooner we have the contract with these Terr'ans, the better we all will be." The others in the group voiced their agreement. Apparently a lot of money was riding on the success of the contract between the Terr'an and the medical zone of St Rufis.

The elevator opened and the foursome allowed two more people to join them. Each person on the elevator were armed in some manner, yet it never showed. Each one carried forcepikes, vibora blades, and in the case of the only female of the bunch of black suits, rusted circular sawblades on their person, out of view of others around them.

The elevator headed for the lobby level, then, when almost to that level, the rear door faded open, allowing those inside to exit to join the party in the Atrium Basin of the massive Hotel Secce; The best hotel of the Whitesun System. Rated ten out of ten diamonds by the HoloNet Travel company.

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Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Zachary Pink Character Portrait: Ashley Correa Calhoun

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The lobby was expansive, gleaming and very decadent somewhat hosting a very cosmopolitan to like quality to the scene playing around them. A few shuttles could be seen outside the vast glass and marble doors able to take guests to close to anywhere desired in the station. Zachary had been twiddling his thumbs for the last half hour, Ashley wanted him to cut his hair or at least wash off that nasty color in but he refused on both accounts.

The doors constantly opened on both ends, the set of elevators on one side, the entrance doors on the other. This was not including the fire escape stairs, regular stairs and staff entrance which served this particular lobby point to be a terrible place to be caught in an ambush. They would have seriously had to rethink their location next time.

The elevator doors finally opened and for a moment Ashley recognized a few of the faces enough to be their mysterious contact. Zachary seemed to get this idea as well, the rainbow haired man rising for a moment as he snuffed out a smoke he had been having and adjusting the creases of clothes that were cleaner and tad more expensive than he usually found himself in.

There were six of them, Ashley did not like the prospect of dealing with six incase this gone sour, especially if there were more unseen. If she was cautious or worried about that prospect it did not show in her calculating and emotionless visage as neither did it showed in the upbeat rather jovial demeanor of her trusted partner.

“Hey! So glad you could finally make it bros and brah!” he expressed approaching the group. YUP! These were your Terran contacts! Fist bump anyone?

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Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Zachary Pink Character Portrait: Ashley Correa Calhoun

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"The humans have strange custom of greeting others" Said one of the six new members to meet with the benefactors, said in Arielse to his compodraes. The Ariel natives found the human male confusing in his method of greetings. Strange folk these Terr'ans were. But rather then ask what it meant a raised eyebrow was all the man got in response. Along with a question of "Benefactor ?"

Two of the felines, both of them women, in fact the only actual catlike creatures of the party of six spoke in english in greeting to Zarchary and his friend. "Greetings Terr'ains. We are Si Am" The first of the two catlike females said, motioning to herself first, then her identical twin. "We were told you expressed interest in constructing a trade route of vital medical supplies to several planets along the Rimma ?"

Good way to get things rolling. Thought Ti, the statesman looking female humanlike woman did not take to outlanders, or offworlders very well. But the cats of Ariel and her primary moon of Sece aided in establishing many a fine exportand import route in and out of the system. Be it medical or otherwise. This new route, the Rimma Trade Route, was still young in its establishment, and now it was to be used for vital medical transportation to certain planets. Most interesting.

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Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Zachary Pink Character Portrait: Ashley Correa Calhoun

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Hah! Siam! Like Siamese Cats! Zachary thought it was awesome as he listened very diligently rummaging through the pockets of his suit jacket and offering the same shit eating smile from before. “Ya Brah.” He simply expressed “We want to exactly do that. So you heard right! Who exactly told you?”

Same person that brought these two parties together. Ashely didn’t said much giving the group sort of an assessing look as she got up after and trailed right behind her partner. “I’m Zachary by the way and this is Ashely!” he just introduced. Way not to use alias there Zachary “And now I know you are Si and Am.” He proposed before his finger waved to the other four around him.

“But what’s your names?” he asked the other four. He liked to know a bit more about the people he was going to work with.

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Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Zachary Pink Character Portrait: Ashley Correa Calhoun

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"An honor" Replied Am, the feline woman inclined her head slightly as she spoke. She indicated to those with her and her twin sister Si. "Pleased to meet, four members of our Board of Govenors." She said, She idicated the first man, "Nadral," then the second man, "Mererd" Then the two other women in the group she idicated the first, "Kaima" and finally, to the dark eyed light haired female of the group she said simply, "Saliba"

The second to speak was the second man named, "We were informed that you wish to begin a trade route from here to Terr'a. Is this correct ?" Nadral stood tall, almost elven features were his face, high cheekbones, clear green eyes, And last but not least, long dark hair kept in a black ribbonlike cloth.

"It does not matter who told us, what matters is who told you. We do not deal with outsiders very much on our moons as we are now. However, what does matter at this moment, is your current intent." Kaima said giving Zachary a careful, almost guarded look. The shit eating grin the man sported looked realist enough, yet, the Arielians were not exactly ready to lock it down with someone they lacked information on.

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Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Zachary Pink Character Portrait: Ashley Correa Calhoun

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Ashley said nothing, the taller boarder woman just peering very carefully at their new associates. She had suspects that they were also armed, she couldn’t tell with what from where she was sitting just standing studying now like glorified muscle.

“Well! Our current intent is to make a lot of cash. We wouldn’t really be here if that wasn’t the case.” He expressed as he fiddled with a pack of OVER THE RAINBOW cigarettes each had a cheap little gimmick of being a different color. His teeth was a little bit yellow as he offered a toothy crooked grin again, the shabby man in the baggy clothes smelling like stale tobacco even from the small distance.

“There a bar over at the hotel. Let’s take this talk there.” As he spoke something activated in his pocket, it was a small glimmer of red emitting from the suit now and around them cell phones, comms and other communication devices became inactive. “Sorry brah! Should have warned you before. We like to play things careful, this should insure no one listening in.” He padded his pocket as he began to walk over for the bar gesturing the others to follow. The effect would work in about a 5 meter radius around him, to the common eye it would just appear to be a bad internet or cell phone connection for a passing moment.

“According to our source, you like to know like knowledge and secrets and information and stuff. We work in a business that like, keeps our ear to the ground constantly almost essential brah. So I think we can actually make a really good trade.”

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Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Zachary Pink Character Portrait: Ashley Correa Calhoun

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Nadral smiled thinly. "You need not worry of securtiy concerns here. In this locale, everyone is more concerned of the outcome of Animus Core sequences." As he spoke voices called out monotary amounts of betting for the next sequence within something called Animus Core, whatever it meant.

Screens lined the walls, showing groups of people following a single character, or similar within a prebuilt location. In this case, the location was called simple, Animus Core. Walls formed of blank lines with cracks of light in several locations within the screenview. Stairs were everywhere, and at times, full fledged buildings were formed out of nothing whatsoever. Hence the name, Animus Core. A battle training map of sorts.

"Information is most vauled on how it is kept, if it is above top secret, then it is most expensive" Said Kaima, "If it is to dtail construction overseer work, then it is priced upon the job level and classifications. What you seek however, I feel, more important to what is currently known at this time. A trade route, An Information Trade Route no doubt, to Terr'a. Am I correct ?"

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Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Zachary Pink Character Portrait: Ashley Correa Calhoun

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”Were capitalists at heart Nadral. If there wasn’t a market for these pharmaceuticals you have here we’d probably not be having this conversation right now. I suppose that is a lengthy way of saying ‘Yes, we are interested in this information/goods exchange route you want to establish on Terra.” He expressed.

“I suppose I am sounding like a real d-bag when I say we probably know more on what is going on in Terra than you at the moment. I could be wrong but if I was then I am sure you wouldn’t be talking with us.” He assumed, they seemed like busy people that didn’t have the time to waste.

Ashely trailed behind the group now somewhat quietly scanning the many monitors going bright and vivid as the group proceeded further and further around. Animus Core? It sounded like some large lethal sporting event you can bet on from where she stood. Distraction for the masses that sort of thing.

“He’s trying to say were more interested in the pharmaceuticals your company has than information. That’s what we want out of this route and we are going to trade you information that you can’t normally get on Terra for these shipments.” Ashely choose to say, one of the few words she did choose to say breaking the façade of just being some muscle to back Zachary up.