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[Moneytalks]

Vixen

Vixen blinked innocently up at Zeke.

"Why darlin'... you NEVER complained about a little pain before... you gettin' soft on me?" She grinned wickedly.

"Come on you big baby... you can buy me a drink!"

She tugged him into the booth Rift had pointed out to them. She looked around briefly before entering as if looking for something but her look quickly became seductive again as she winked at him.

They entered the booth.

 

[Moneytalks]

Sara

Sara looked up in shock at the SECOND guy in as many minutes to pull her back.

She had been trying to control the tears that threatened to fall and ruin her make-up but the anger she felt at being man-handled again went a great deal towards stopping the flow.

Still all she managed to do was stare at him until he suddenly caught her by surprise by acting concerned for her.

"Are you okay? Did someone hassle you?" He asked.

"What's it to you?" She snapped back. "What are you? Security for this dive?" She glared at him even as she looked him up and down with a look that said she seriously doubted he could be security anywhere despite his size.

 

[Maniac9538]

'Not getting soft, hell I got those augments I told you I was going to get to help with my hacking, hell even got the eye augmentations too.' I smirked as Vixen looked at me dumbfounded.

'So don't tell me about going soft gorgeous' I kissed her neck softly and leaned back and poked my head out the booth and ordered a bottle of Red Death....a drink that used the underwater springs found on Mars...the drink was normally illegal but in places like this it was easy to find.....It was illegal because of it's toxicity, if one did not know how to drink it, one could die from the acid like water used to make the drink. Though if consumed properly it was like a perfect drink, very high alchohol level.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen

"Shame... would have been nice to have known you with all your... orginal parts..." she said cheekily before leaning forward to flash her special smile at the bartender.

"Slip Stream... straight up..." she ordered.

Vixen prodded Zeke until he was sitting how she liked partially reclined on the sofa. She snuggled up with her back to him so she was practically in his lap. Then she brought one of his arms around her to hold her steady.

Leaning back against him as if using him as her own personal chair. She lifted her booted feet up and rested them on the small funky coffee table before them.

"Aaaah... this is the life..." she murmered happily as she gazed about the room.

"Feels like a life time since I've had two minutes to myself... can't never seem to find the time to relax anymore." She snuggled against him to get even more comfortable. Enjoying the feel of his muscular body against her back.

"What've you been up to all this time 'Would Be'?" She never ever used his actual name to address him.

"Last I recall seeing you was... let me think... just before the Tangerine Lakes heist... you never did tell me what your involvement in that was."

She frowned as she felt her comlink vibrate against her inner thigh. Incoming call. She ignored it.

Their drinks arrived.

 

[Maniac9538]

Grins and just holds her tight just nuzzling her silken neck, a few men walked past and looked it at Vixen but one look at the massive man behind her his arm draped over her, rubbing her taught stomach they wealked away quickly. 'Hey I still have all my original parts hun, just a few augmentations so I don't end up like Sully.' He kissed her neck, then when she turned her head thier lips meet tenderly, hell it even surprised him.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen

Vixen enjoyed the kiss. In fact she was having a really good time. Which surprised her. She didn't quite know WHY she never considered Zeke as a potential lover. Probably timing more than anything, and perhaps... perhaps she enjoyed his friendship a tad too much.

She turned back to her drink, lifting the glass to her lips and sipping the beverage thoughtfully. A mist of sorts swirled impressively across the top of the liquid which gave the drink it's name. It was more for show than anything. She felt the fluid burn it's way across her tongue and down her throat. She shivered a little and winked at one of the guys checking her out.

She decided she needed to get seriously drunk. Wasn't every day a girl got to live it up in the VIP rooms... and she really needed to forget a lot of the stuff plaguing her life at the moment. She tossed back the last of the drink letting out a shrill sound of satisfaction. She leaned forward and got off Zeke before turning around and straddling him, so that they were crotch to crotch.

She smiled at him, flashing her pearly whites and flicking her tongue across her lips enticingly.

"I really love Slip Streams..." she murmered to him, "they make me just so incredibly horny..." she teased leaning close. Her arms drapped across his shoulders.

 

[Maniac9538]

Zeke smiled gently and looked at her. 'Oh Really?' He grinned licking some of the sweat from her neck and then chugging down half of the bottle of Red Death. The hard liquor was kicking in, he grinned up at her. 'hmmmm well maybe we can do something about that and maybe get some more drinks over here as well' Zeke leaned up and kisses Vixen again this time more deeply, his tongue gently probing against her lips as he wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

 

[Chronicler]

Rift

"Security? No, I'm the opposite of security. Listen, I got a call today, from someone looking out for one of my friends, his name is Slade. Slade has no idea who it could be. My other friend and I believe it was you" I said. Best to tell her the whole story right away, in case it wasn't her. She looked at me for a second. I couldn't gather anything. IF it was her, she'd make a hell of a poker player...

 

[Moneytalks]

Sara

Sara wasn't about to let on to some hoodlum how emotionally wrecked she felt at the moment. His words did give her a moment's pause though.

"Listen..." she said calmly, "I don't know who or what you're talking about, but as you can see," she indicated her imaculate dress with obvious designer overtones, "I don't tend to hang out with people called 'Slade', the people I spend time with have normal names..." she looked him up and down just barely managing to see past his scruffy look to the fairly attractive man behind it.

She offered him a smile then.

"However, that's not to say that a girl couldn't use an escort to her car... I've had a bit of a rough night and I'd appreciate some..." she looked him straight in the eye... "manly protection right now..."

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen

Vixen rubbed herself against Zeke wantonly. She lifted her hand indicating to the bartender that they needed two more of what they were drinking.

She lowered her lips again to Zeke's and kissed him hungrily. Her hands seemed to be everywhere, feeling his chest, arms, waist, neck. Her thighs gripped him either side of his hips and she ground her crotch against his quite obviously.

She came up for air only to accept their drinks from the bartender. She quickly slammed down her own drink feeling it rush through her system before she offered Zeke's drink to him. She watched him drink it carefully before taking it from him and putting it down on the bar. She wanted his hands all to herself.

She started to open his clothes at the chest to get a better view. Her lips quickly following the trail her fingers were providing.

"Mmmmm baby... you taste good!" She whispered against his skin with a smile. Her hands now moving lower... dangerously lower.

 

[poohlive]

"Report from sector 72."
Garret looked down at the two computer engineers, bothing checking computer monitors like crazy. The one on the right took up a design graft of sector 72.
"Here we are, it seems like two camera's have malfunctioned."
Two? That was odd, he didn't think that would be cause for a report.
"What's wrong? They aren't responding?"
The man clicked on a command, "Worse, they seem to be following an entirely different pattern. As if they are under new orders."
Hackers.... it made sense now.
"Check for standard hacking trace, mark B.1."
Pressing of the buttons, and then the computer began scanning.
"Yep, definitely a hack, but I don't know the trace. It's multi phased."
Garret put a little smile to his lips, "A gamma hacker, eh? Very interesting. Check out where those two camera's are."
Another buzz and click from the computer, "One seems to be looking at an apartment room, I'm checking to see who lives there now... and the other seems to be at an abandoned warehouse checking out a limo."
Garret motioned for him to get out of the seat. Which he did in a hurry. He used to be a hacker himself, that was until Psytech made him an offer he couldn't refuse.
Honestly, he thought they hired him so he wouldn't keep hacking into their system. He had done so many times, but never actually gotten caught.
Thoughts drifted away as he began checking on the camera's.
Thomas Slade seemed to be the owner, he quickly did a poice reference. A small time thief, but with a very impressive resume. Not a gamma hacker though.
He continued the check on the limo.
"Oh my..." he double checked his work ,"It belongs to Kenny Bruceton. Isn't that odd, what would one of the richest tech software engineers want at an abandoned warehouse."
He punched up the camera, to take a look at the place. A bunch of vehicles lined up, seems like a lot of people there. He brought it up to a window.
"... A party. An illegal one at that," he began pondering.
"Didn't Kenny have a daughter, right around 18?"
"Yeah... Sara's her name isn't it? She's a hot piece of ass if there ever was one."
He hadn't seen her, but if her reputation was true at all, this was definitely becoming an interesting night. He turned the camera around, to set it back to it's normal rate.
Something caught his eye however, quickly he closed in on the object.
A bike?
No, not just a bike, a Viper ZX. All black with chrome. Only one person he knew that drove something like that.
"Vixen..." He barely whispered the word.
"Should we send the police down there to break up the party?"
Garret shook his head, already walking towards the door.
"No, this is going to take more than just a simple raid to overtake. If I'm not mistaken the most important people there would be gone if any goverment agents started to show up. I think I'll go myself, just to see what's up?"
The boy nodded, returning to his post, "What do I tell the officials if they call?"
He smiled, "Tell them I'm going to do a little research."
And with that he was gone. On his way to a party. Oh man, how long had it been? Human contact was rare enough, but a party? Years... at least.
Getting into the car he sped off.

 

[Moneytalks]

ooc:

wooohooo! Pooh bear's come to plaa~~~~ay!
[clapping hands excitedly]
this should be interesting!
[grins]


IC: VIXEN...

Vixen stretched and arched causing her breasts to become very prominent. Zeke leaned forward with his hands itching to cup them through the tight material that covered but didn't hide what was beneath.

"Ah ah ahhhh!" Vixen smiled shaking a finger in front of his face.

Oh boy but she loved to tease this one. She slid one hand down his half naked chest and tugged at the belt at his waist. She winked at him and was about to slither down lower when she felt the buzzing of an incoming call against her inner thigh again.

She scowled. Twice in twenty minutes.

She leaned forward and kissed Zeke hungrily again before pushing him down onto the sofa and pushing herself up at the same time. She stood before him, hip thrust to one side in a deliberately sexy pose.

"Would-be-lover... would you just pause that gorgeous thought you're having for just a few blips? Vixen's got a call she really can't afford to miss..." she brought her fingers to her lips and kissed them... blowing the kiss his way before winking and sauntering out of the VIP box.

Her face was serious suddenly. She saw the blonde in white talking to Zeke's friend at the bottom of the stairs. She leaned against the banister and pulled her comlink from it's pocket along her inner thigh. She checked the vid and saw a unmarked number. Her brow rose with curiosity.

She flipped it open and pressed return dial. The machine whirred against her ear as it searched for the number. She heard the distinct sound of the call being traced and re-checked. Again she was surprised. Finally static. Another tell-tale sign and a voice, electronically modified.

"Vixen."
"Well, you certainly have me at a disadvantage. Who gave you this number?"
"That should not be a concern."
"It shouldn't, but it is..." she said with a smile.
"Ahh yes, I was told of your... uncanny glibness."
"Really? Who should I thank for such a delightful compliment?"
"Yes... as I said... that shouldn't be your main concern."
"Ahh... and I guess you're going to tell me what my primary concern should be?"
"Yes."
A pause.
"Vixen."
"Yeah buddy, listen, you know my name, I don't know yours... if this is business... spill your guts and I'll consider it... otherwise you're wasting my time."
"Major Price."
Vixen was a picture of deadly seriousness.
"What about it."
"I have... information that you will find... intriguing."
"Most information is intriguing in some way."
"Yes... but I have a feeling you're especially intrigued already aren't you."
"What... the... HELL... do... you... want?"
"A small, simple job, well within your abilities."
"I don't work for unknowns."
"You will this time."
"You don't know me as well as you think then."
"Oh, on the contrary... I know you very well indeed."
Vixen hung up.
She was actually shaking. She scrambled her line, and tucked the gadget back into it's pocket. She took a deep breath and it was like watching someone transform her face. She appeared calm again. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and walked back into the VIP room. She saw Zeke talking to a bar fly. One of the many girl's that were basically barely concealed hookers. They floated around anyone with a little cash to spare. For some reason... this one pissed Vixen off. Pretty enough. Petite, brown hair, modified breasts that defied gravity.

Vixen stalked over and tapped the girl on the shoulder. She looked up and glared at Vixen.

"Honey... I haven't finished playing with him yet... run along and find another victim."
"Who the hell are you?" The girl asked waspishly.
"Why honey... in about three seconds... I'll be you're worst nightmare... " her tone turned from sweet to deadly... "now go find someone else to fuck."
"I think he can choose for himself... and sides... any chick stupid enough to leave a man as lucious as this all alone deserves to lose him."
Vixen smiled with venomous precision. She tilted her head to the side as if assessing her prey. Her hand came forward so fast that afterwards no one was sure exactly what it was that she'd done... only that... the girl's face turned a nasty shade of green that had nothing at all to do with what she'd been drinking that night. Vixen then grabbed the girl by the arm and pulled her up from the couch. Led her to the door of the VIP room and held her steady before applying her boot to the girl's backside. Effectively kicking her out.

She sighed. Sauntered back to Zeke and straddled him again.

"Now..." she purred all honey and spice... "where were we?" She grinned leaning forward and running her toungue along his neck.

 

[Chronicler]

Rift

"An escort? Sure" I said taking her hand. I was still trying to get over the fact that the phone call hadn't come from her. I'd been so sure. But it was true, she didn't look like the type of girl to hang out with hackers and thieves. A thought occurred to me. "Listen, wait here a second, I'm just gonna tell my friends I'll be gone for a little while" I said, detaching myself from her painfully. Why wasn't she here with a guy? "Sure" she said, almost dismissing the comment.
I found Slade at the bar. "Hey man" I said slapping him around the shoulder. He turned around, startled. He had obviously been deep in thought. "What's up?" he asked, pring his lips away from a tequila. "I'm gonna walk that girl to her ride" I said pointing. His eyes followed my finger, then widened. I knew that look. "She looks loaded" he said, taking a sip of his tequila and winking at me.
"Not tonight man" I groaned. Now he was gonna ask me to find out her Identity Number. He looked at me. "Do you think you could get her ID. Num?" he asked, giving me a puppy-dog look. Because it was Slade, he didn't quite manage to pull it off. "No" I said flatly. "Aw, c'mon man! I'm running low on credits"
"No" I said again, still resolute. "So are you" he said grinning and prodding me with his elbow, and taking another sip of his drink. "I'll think about it" I lied. "Thanks man" he said.
Now to find Zeke. I went to our box, opened the door slightly and then closed it again. Those two didn't look like they wanted to be bothered. I walked back to the Mystery Girl, and it occurred to me that she remained just that, a mystery girl. "My name's Rift" I said taking her hand again and walking towards the exit.

 

[Moneytalks]

Sara

"My name's Rift." He said taking her hand.

Carefully she removed her hand from his.

"How nice for you... look... I don't need someone to hold my hand... just someone to get me to my transport okay?" She seemed slightly annoyed but walked close to his side none-the-less.

He tried again.

"So... do you have a name? Or didn't your parent's bother naming you."

She looked daggers at him as if trying to judge his tone but he looked blandly back at her. She seemed to hesitate a moment before replying.

"They named me Sara."

Silence. The bouncers looked them up and down as if trying to understand how someone like Rift was walking out with someone like Sara. Sara paid no attention. She rarely did when it came to mere workers.

"That's mine over there..." she pointed to her Limo.

 

[Maniac9538]

As Vixen disappeared out a warning buzzed, the cameras were found and being re-positioned, he swore, then the barfly came over and he decided to play a little revenge on sweet Vixen, he started talking to her, to see her reaction. Well he wasn't disappointed she hadn't changed. 'Well we were here' Leans up and kisses Vixen, then drops his lips to her slender neck, softly suckling upon the tender flesh that lay there. His hand cupping her taught ass massaging it softly.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen

Vixen felt Zeke's hands on her ass and wiggled for him. The drinks were giving her a pleasant warm glow and she decided she was tired of just playing.

Her hands tugged at his pants pulling them open. Zeke looked surprised and glanced about the room as if expecting everyone to start pointing at them. They didn't. He looked down at Vixen again as she shoved her hands down his pants and groped him.

"Well well well 'Would-be' where have you been hiding this then huh?" She smiled.

She leaned in to whisper in his ear.

"You know... I could go down on you right here... but when I get started... I tend to go all night... you wanna find some place more comfortable?" She asked even as she stroked him with her hand.

 

[poohlive]

Garret walked up from the street, looking at what he had seen. A limo, and not far from it, the Viper. He walked up to them both, flicking a small tracking device on each. Honestly, he cared only about Vixen, but it couldn't be just a coincidence that they were both here. It just couldn't.
With any luck he could even find this mysterious hacker in here as well.
Walking into the bar, he stopped, seeing a woman walk out with a brute of a man. Such a shame, women would pick up the most horrible guys.
Shaking his head, he went inside. He turned to the tender, flipping out a badge and a recent scan of Vixen.
"You haven't happened to seen this girl, have you?"
The man looked at the badge carefully, then nodded toward the back. Private booth 4. You got a warrant?"
He shook his head, "Not searching for anything. Just want to ask a few questions."
He had no intention of doing that.
He walked up to the door, looking around. A very nice woman was there before him. He gave a short smile.
"How'd you like to make a hundred without taking off that skirt of yours..."
"What's the job?"
He nodded towards the door, "Just be all over me as I enter this door."
He gave her the hundred, which she quickly pocketed, and began to grind herself into him. He shuttered silently, how long had it been?
Too long...
He pushed himself through the door, halfway around this woman. He kissed her deeply, before looking in at the situation before him.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I thought this one was empty..."
The woman licked his cheek and grinned at him. He groaned, "She just can't wait til we get home. Sorry to disturb you."
He stepped out, looking at the woman.
"Very nice."
She gave a pouty look, going to look for another costumer. He pulled out the camera, checking what was inside there.
Vixen was with someone, wasn't that odd.
Who was he? He freezed the frame on the man's face and ran a check.
As for Vixen herself, she seemed to be playing more like a hooker than her usual self. Was work getting that bad? He doubted it, more than likely she was playing him for something or other.
Then the question arose, what did he have that was so important?
The check would answer a few questions, at least he hoped it would.

 

[Maniac9538]

Moans softly into Vixen's ear. 'Only if you want to hun.' He leans back and kisses her again, one hand slips upwards and softly cups one of her breasts. His fingers softly rubbing over the nipple through her top.

 

[Chronicler]

Rift

As we walked out I noticed something. Actually, someone. It was a man, he was checking Sara out, but that wasn't why I noticed him. I recognised him from somewhere. He was a hacker or a high class thief, because those were the only circles I drifted around in and he sue didn't look like anyone famous. Then it clicked. Not a thief...
I pulled out a small Comlink from my pocket. Sara eyed it suspiciously. I ignored her for a moment and stepped to one side. "Zeke!" I hissed into the mouthpiece. No answer. "Zeke!"
"What is it man? I'm busy here!" came the crackled response over the Comlink. "I think you got a PsyTech enforcer on your ass. Tell me you didn't forget to close the hack on those cameras. Please?" I said desperately.
"Don't worry about it, I'd know if someone was tracing me. But to ease your paranoia, I'll close the hack" he said. I could almost smell the smugness that was dripping from his every word. "Showoff" I muttered, knowing he was only doing it to impress the girl he was with. I turned back to Sara.
"Where's your ride parked?" I asked. She looked a bit annoyed at having been neglected for more than a few seconds. Rich girls were all the same. I thanked whichever gods were out there that she probably wasn't interested in me...Then they told me what an idiot I was for trying to fool myself.

 

[Incarnation 1.1]

X, the stranger in the shadows.

a medium sized figure hides on the bottem of a shipping vehical, when it goes into the building, he waits till everone is gone, when the cost is clear, he lets go then crawls from under the vehical, he stands up, he is wearing a suit and mask, the left side of the mask is red, and the right is blue, while the right side of his costum is black, and the left side is white, he walks around the building placing bombs here and there, he then walks into the computer room and walks up to the main computer, he puts his arms before him and cords come out of his arms, the connect to the computer, it turns on and files seem to open on there own, he reads the files then sneaks back out. he pulls out a small device that looks like a black cylender with a red button on the top, he looks to the factory and pushes the red button, there is a huge explosion, destoring the enitre building, odd, the factory was a toy factory, why did this person sneek in and steal files then destory the factort? Well, maybe that factory was making more then toys.......
OOC: I have to go, so when I get back online, I will post his Bio if I can, bye and thanks.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen

She seemingly ignored the slight interruption but the fact that the same girl she'd physically kicked out was the one that 'accidentally' came back in to the room expecting it empty arose some suspicion.

She smiled at Zeke nuzzling him only to have him answer his comlink... saying something about closing some hacks. She paused. She looked back at the now closed door to their room and stood up.

"Hold that thought 'Would Be'" She advised strutting up to the door.

"It couldn't be... " she assured herself.

She opened the door and peered out.

 

[Moneytalks]

Sara

Sara pouted as the guy made some sort of urgent call. She picked up on a few of the words and 'hack' was one of them. She paused looking at him in a new light.

She was... slightly impressed by anyone associated with the illegal. Not so much that she'd ruin her reputation for it... but the thrill was still there.

"I told you it was that one over there!" She said with irritation. She didn't show her hand easily. She sized him up. Not bad at all really. She was almost noticing him for the first time.

The driver automated the doors so that they slid open for her as she approached. She slid into the back seat her skirt rising enough to show of even more leg. She leaned forward.

"Well... are you coming or not?" She asked as if she didn't care either way. The lean forward showing off ample cleavage.

 

[poohlive]

Garret turned, suddenly seeing the door open. It was just on time, she always was a curious one.
"Vixen!" he called out, putting away the small linkup, "It's such a pleasure to see you again. Still giving every guy you see a raging hard on?"
The final screen came up. Zeke, and then there was nothing. He looked at it carefully. Was something up? It was absolutely blank. No police background was blank.
That meant someone had hacked into it, to change a few things. He had a pretty good guess who had done that.
He began doing a common trace on the file itself.
"I'm sorry, actual work getting in the way. You do now about work, don't you? The stuff people do once their looks start to go?"
He leaned in closely, "You've only got a few more years yourself... use them wisely."
He sneered, "Well then, enough chit chat, what's a sleezy hacker like you doing with Zeke in a place like this? Don't lie now..."

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen

Vixen scowled.

"Fuckin' Garret... what's a sleazoid like you doin' here?" Her tone enough to indicate her lack of respect for the man in front of her. His snide comments weren't putting her in any better a frame of mind.

She leaned forward and snatched the comlink out of his palm.

"Tsk tsk... you never were good at the contact sports were you Garbage?" She said using her pet name for him. She glanced at the comlink screen and frown.

"You're not checking up on my new boyfriend are you?" Not caring that she was exagerating her current relationship just a little.

"What? Big business not giving you enough of a hard on?" She continued. Punching a few series of buttons just to piss him off before handing it back to him. The screen remained the same, but knowing her sadistic streak she probably booby trapped the thing to hell so the simplest button now could cause his whole comlink to close down.

He sighed. She smiled.

 

[Incarnation 1.1]

X

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*CLASSAFIED*
Name>X
Race>Unknown
Age>Unknown ((He is 19, they found him at age 2))
Apperance> Any who have seen him up close were killed, his color ration changes from time to time, usally four colors.
Weapons> So far, all we know is he has nero-toxin, venom, napalm, snipper riffels, and explosives, it is beleaved he has cybernetic enhancements.
Bio>He was origanally found at a crash site 17 years ago, he was being programed to be a killing machine, but some how escaped. A few say he knows the anchint ways so aproch with extream caution. Do not let the public know of his exsitance.