Welcome to Serbera

[poohlive]

"Yep," He put the comlink in a pocket not bothering with her games, "Same old Vixen. A 30 year old body, and a 3 year old mind."
He glanced back inside the place, "Boyfriend? Don't you mean client? Or do you only do that when times are tough anymore? I certainly hope you finally got rid of that rash."
He said the last part rather loudly. Other people glanced an eye or two over, as he simply looked at her with an innocence only he could muster.
"Seriously, something is going down over here. What is everyone up to? Can't be just a coincidence that you and Zeke, both known hackers, and Sara Bruceton are all here at the same time. You want to talk, or do you want to go downtown? That little stunt with the comlink is reason enough to throw your ass in jail. So, we can do this the easy way..." he let his hand wander over to his phone pad on his right arm, "Or the hard way."

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

Vixen scowled... but her face cleared soon enough on hearing his cocky words and seeing his hand move to his phone pad.

She was fast. Possibly faster than he remembered.

Her hand slipped in under his and she ripped the thing from his arm.

"Firstly... can I just say... you're an asshole... cocky enough to think you can take me down... but still calling for back up just like always... secondly... how about option three? My way." She didn't ask, she stated.

Her eyes were hard and she seemed to channel pure hatred for him through those eyes as she looked at him, but then, it was always hard to tell really.

She spun around rapidly and her booted heel caught him in the stomach. She watched dispassionately as he crumbled to his knees.

"You've been inside too long Garbage... the outside worlds gotten a hell of a lot tougher... and you've gotten a hell of a lot softer..." She rested the toe of her boot under his chin and forced him to look up at her. Shaking her head.

"Shame... once... it might have been fun to play with you a little..."

She grabbed him by the front of his suit and pulled him up forcably. "So tell me all about this Sara Bruceton... why is she suddenly interesting I wonder?" She smiled. It was a smile he should well remember. He didn't say anything. The smile seemed to be happy about this.

Still holding him in place she back handed him sharply across the jaw with her free hand. She pulled him closer.

"Honey... I can do this all night... it's up to you..." She looked up to see the security guy walking towards her. She looked him in the eye and cocked her head to the side. He stopped. Unsure of himself. She smirked.

"Well... what do you know... I have a private room... really should use it huh?" She grinned dragging him into the room and slamming the door shut behind her.

She ignored Zeke for now and shoved Garret down onto free sofa. She straddled him and purred against his ear, suddenly all seductive. "So speak to me Garbage... tell me about Sara Bruceton..." she licked at his ear before biting down on it, hard. She didn't let up until he yelped out loud.

 

[poohlive]

"No, please, I'll talk... I'll talk."
He saw her finally let up, as he looked at her, tears swelling up in his eyes.
People always told him he'd be such a good actor.
She didn't even feel it until it was too late. The stunner grabbed her in the stomache, shocking her entire body. He relished watching the pain go through her. He lifted his legs, slamming her into the wall.
"Now... now," he said, getting up, and forcibly putting his own body onto hers. He curshed her against the wall.
"Last time I checked that's assaulting an officer," first one handcuff then the other. She was a real bitch when it came to things like this. He loved her for it. Somehow, he had a raging hard on that wouldn't quite.
Maybe he just liked the rough stuff.
He pulled out the emergency dialer.
"Yeah, there's an illegal party over at," he gave the address, "Bring riot gear. It's going to be a real doozy."
Forgetting Zeke for the time being, he turned her around, looking at her.
"There is no third option. Now, you're really going to get it. You have no idea how corrupt it is down there, I'll bet you'll be bleeding from every hole before the night is up."
The sound of sirens became faint over the music. In this day and age, everything was quick.
His tongue lashed out, touching her cheek.
"You can still cooperate. I'll put you into my private custody.... or I can tell them you are the friday night bitch. Again, I'll let you choose."
(for reference sake, lol, his legs are wide open.... well at least wide enough for a decent kick)

 

[Maniac9538]

Suddenly before Garret could even register in his small brain was going on, he was lifted and tossed like a rag doll the 15 feet that seperated the VIP booths from one another, when laying down Zeke wasn't that intimadating but standing up as well as seeing one of his long time friends being hurt.....well lets just say he's not too happy with Garret and his treatment. 'Whether or not you're a cop you lay another hand on Vixen and I'll make sure the next time a woman sees you is when you're in the hospital.' Zeke then turned and twisted Vixen to the side, well those enhancements do come in handy since he bent the interlocking chains apart freeing Vixens hands. 'You ok Vixen?' Vixen just nodded and stood up. Hearing the sirens the place was emptying out pretty quickly. 'We need to get our asses outta here Vixen.' With that they rushed outta there, passing by Garret, Zeke just glared at the cop and they both hit the stairs running, Zeke leading, using his size the clear a path for he and Vixen. Outside the cops were closing in, Zeke looked to Vixen. 'Let's go.' With that Zeke hopped onto the back of Vixen's bike seeing his own ride was gone. "Slade prolly took it" Zeke thought. Vixen kickstarted the cycle and tore outta there like a bat out of hell, disappearing into the night before a single cop noticed them.

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: Didn't even let me respond? Well then, I suppose I'll have to get you back later.


He stood up, finally, as the cops came in arresting whomever they could find. He looked at his own arm, blood. Very nice.
Well then, they would pay, especially that Zeke.
"We've got two new fugitives out on the street, they shouldn't be far, definitely still in this sector."
He downloaded both of their pictures, but only Vixen's bio to every cop, lowlife, asshole, or just plain snitch in town. There, unless they had a hole in the ground to crawl into, it would only be a matter of time.
Letting out a huge sigh, he got into his own car, looking at the comlink. He broke the switch wire, opening the access panel.
The screen showed two beeps, one was moving away at a high speed, the other was much slower.
"I'm going to look out for Sara, see if she knows anything about this."
He revved up the engine, following the beep on the screen.

 

[Incarnation 1.1]

X

X stood in a dark room, waiting for his target, he knew that his prey would be there soon, so he waited, and sure enough, the man walked in, X pounced on the man and grabed his throat, he gave a hard sqeeze, crushing the mans neck, he then threw the man to the ground and jumped out the window, the mans face was twisted in a look of horror.......it would probly be in tomorrows news, stockholder was found dead in his bed room, X did not care, all he wanted was revenge for what they did to him, how they tortured him, tryed to break him, well...now the tables have turned, he is out for revenge, but, he still has to do his other job, has to track down the info on the hackers, he wishes to know if they are a threat to him.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen

Vixen finally pulled into a dirty dark alley way and killed the engine. She waited until Zeke got off.

"Zeke, shit, I wish you hadn't done that back there, I appreciate you coming to my rescue and all, but I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself."

She looked down at the computer attached to her bike.

"Shit Zeke, you don't know Garret, he's a mean piece of work. He has a darkness I've never seen before in anyone. He and I... we... we used to know each other better." She shook her head as if wiping away a thought she didn't like.

"Listen, it's not safe for us to be seen together right now, we'd better split up until this blows over. He'll have every low-life scum on our tail by now. I'll contact you when I think the coast is clear ok?"

She revved her engine.

"I'd warn your friends too..." she offered before gunning the engine and speeding off into the night.

 

[Guest]

Sara

Sara ignored Rift as the driver eased the limo away from the building. She noted the arrival of a few police vehicles and sighed a sigh of relief that she'd gotten out of the club in time. She couldn't afford to have her father crack down on her now.

Rift seemed to be enjoying the opulent interior of the limo and Sara sighed shaking her head at his obvious lack of refinement.

She was bored. She gave a little thought to her so-called friends back in the club but figured after what they'd put her through they could take care of themselves.

"Listen, where should I drop you off?" She asked him vaguely.

Just then she was interrupted by the driver.

"Miss Sara, I have word that your father is arriving home earlier than expected."

"What?" she cried out.

"His flight is scheduled for arrival in exactly 2 hours Miss."

"Damn it!" She scowled. What to do. She glanced over at her fellow passanger and a light came to her eyes. She smiled.

"How would you like to make an easy 100 credits?" She asked him slyly.

 

[Maniac9538]

Zeke hopped off the bike and watched Vixen go. Yeah he shouldn't have done that but Vixen was his friend and to him friends are like family, especially one that has feelings for him. Zeke walked down the street, a old couple walked around him. He smiled, using his gamma hacking equipment he cross referenced their faces to the police's databank of everyone on this world. Finally he hacked into their bank records and saw that they were going to lose their home. Well he hated big business so he dumped 80,000 credits from a private account he made years ago into theirs. Yeah he was a crook, yeah he could be a mean jerk, but those folks were trying to get by and as far as he was concerned they deserved help. Though he knew they would never acknowledge him in a million years he was glad to help. Now he went on line and found Garret's wanted poster of both he and Vixen, now that would have to go. So he did something he had missed since his days back on Alpha Centauri 4. He went into old databanks found two pictures that looked nothing like him and Vixen and replaced them, so now everyone would be looking for a woman named Vixen but she looked a little older, diffrent hair color and was a completely diffrent person. As for his pic well that was easier since he had about 20 aliases and he knew most of the, as the cops put them 'low lifes', he quickly called up an old pal gave him the low down and through the entire snitch network a rumor passed that Zeke and Vixen were seen leaving the planet and were headed to Gamma 6 one of the moons. By the time he finished the couple had taken 20 steps past him. Sometimes he loved Gamma hacking.

 

[poohlive]

"Sir... SIR!"
Garret stared up at the computer, giving his comm link an inquisitive look.
"You were right."
He smiled, wasn't he always.
"... about the bio's. He's already hacked into them and changed them considerably."
"Did you have enough time to track him?"
"No sir, only down to a city square."
A city square? That was three miles of just city, but at this time of night, they shouldn't have much trouble spotting him.
"Cut off that square, send every available team. I don't want so much as a cockroach to leave there unless they have been thoroughly checked."
"Aye sir."
The beep was moving away, just like he though, Vixen had dumped the hacker and was going back to her place.
He pursed his lips, revving the engine.
Time to finish that dance they had started.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen

Vixen knew she didn't have much time. She was going to seriously miss this place.

She pulled her bike into the back of the apartment block for an easier get away.

Taking the stairs three at a time she made it quickly into her fourth floor room.

She grabbed a backpack and started throwing clothes and various other items into it at random. She didn't like weapons but at a time like this she couldn't be too careful. She pulled out a DK401 pistol and shoved it into her boot. Her favorite knife she slipped into a special holster around her waist.

She glanced around the room and checked to see that she hadn't left anything behind she really needed. Some of her dirty clothes were still on the floor but nothing that couldn't be replaced later.

She went into the bathroom and grabbed a few essentials, then to the kitchen to find her stash of physical credits. You couldn't always trust your credit rating and physical credits couldn't be wiped from your mainframe.

Satisfied she headed for her front door.


OOC: OK... for any would be heros... please leave Vixen and Garret alone for now. They have unfinished business. [grins]

 

[poohlive]

"Forgetting something?" He asked, leaning against the far wall. His gun, a huge RF309, military issue was aimed at her. He even had the lazer sight, a shiny little red dot at the back of her head.
"Come on, you couldn't have gotten everything. There's still some clothes left," he picked up a pair of red silken panties, "Surely you wouln't think of leaving without these. So many memories, weren't you wearing these for our first christmas..."
he chuckled, " Well, I suppose you weren't wearing them, but they were on the floor somewhere."
He stared at her with those dull eyes, his figure still half in shadows.
"Ok, strip. The bags, the guns, the boots, down to your underwear. I want it all off, and don't try anything stupid that'll get yourself killed. I'd hate to have those pretty brains of yours splattered all over the walls."
Garret eyed the decor, grimacing, "Although, it might spruce things up a little bit."

 

[Guest]

Vixen

"Forgetting something?"

Vixen froze, still facing the door. She didn't have to have eyes in the back of her neck to know he was pointing something at her.

"Come on, you couldn't have gotten everything. There's still some clothes left, surely you wouln't think of leaving without these. So many memories, weren't you wearing these for our first Christmas..."

He was taunting her. She kept her expression carefully neutral as she turned around slowly to see him holding up a pair of her panties. As he stood in the half shadows, she wondered if he did that on purpose. Maybe he was hiding from her? Least he could do the scumbag she thought bitterly.

"Ok, strip. The bags, the guns, the boots, down to your underwear. I want it all off, and don't try anything stupid that'll get yourself killed. I'd hate to have those pretty brains of yours splattered all over the walls. Although, it might spruce things up a little bit."

Slowly she dropped the bag she was carrying. It made an unaturally lound thud as it hit the ground.

She couldn't decide whether he'd actually consider killing her or not. It had been a long time, and if anything he looked... harder... meaner. She barely recognised the man standing before her as the one she'd...

She forced herself not to go there. She wouldn't let herself remember.

"If I'd known how hard it was for you to get your kicks with women, I would have sent you the name for a really good escort agency, I hear they don't mind perverted phsycopaths." She glared at him.

 

[poohlive]

"You think I want you to strip because I'm going to enjoy it? Please, I just need to make sure you have no weapons. It's a simple check on my part.... now strip!"
He flicked a switch, and the lights slowly hummed to life. He could see her now, barely changed. She must have looked even prettier than before they had left.
Well, ok, he had left. It wasn't his fault, she was the one...
He sighed. It would be best to let the past stay in the past.
"Don't you think?" he lowered the gun, eyeing her body up and down, "That we could maybe gloss over the fact that we're enemies for one night. Just pretend that we have one last night to play."
His eyes lit up, "I remember how much you wanted to play Vixen. All to well."

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

Vixen blinked as the lights came on, momentarily blinding her. It made her feel vulnerable, just like his words did. God help her, that actually turned her on.

She remained stoic. He was going to use their past a leverage. He was playing dirty.

She could make a run for it, could pull out a weapon and hope to God she hit him.

She looked at him now, his gun lowered slightly, his eyes alight with the possibilites. She couldn't believe he seriously thought they could have "fun" as he so quaintly put it.

"It'll be a cold day in hell before I'd let you have any fun with me you sick bastard!" She said precisely.

"What the fuck do you want with me anyway, I haven't broken code for 3 years..." her voice trailed off as she watched the weapon pointing at her again. She swallowed carefully.

"There are other ways to check for weapons... you can't make me believe that this is the only way you can be sure..." she tried. The weapon didn't waver. The laser sight a thin beam of red connecting them.

"Fine!" She growled. Slowly her hands reached for the utility belt at her hips. But, rather than remove it, with a quick motion she had thrown the knife directly at him. He avoided it easily but she used the moment to crouch down and take out her pistol. She now aimed it at him even as he aimed his weapon at her. Her hands shook slightly.

He took the fact that she hadn't fired as a good sign, and used it to his advantage. He stalked up to her and back handed her. Her pistol fell harmlessly across the floor and she glared up at him holding her jaw.

"Fucking bastard!" She hissed.

"Now get them OFF!" He barked, making her jump just a fraction.

She eased her boots off and then started to unbuckle her leather pants. She trembled slightly. She wasn't going down without a fight. She stood and slid the leather down her legs, stepping out of them. She managed to remain dignified despite the loss of her pants and stood before him in only her black t-shirt and black panties.

"The t-shirt too!"

"You've got to be kidding... what could I possibly be hiding under this?" She plucked at her t-shirt which hugged her body like a second skin.

"Off, I'm not asking you twice."

She glared at him before pulling off the t-shirt. She wore nothing beneath it, and she refused to look at him as she stood there. She crossed her arms across her chest and hoped to God it would be over soon.

 

[poohlive]

"Very nice. I would have thought you'd be a little more open to this, I suppose not."
He just stared at her, his tongue coming over her lips. A very interesting position she was in right now.
"I know about you, you've been clean for a long time. A very long time, I've been watching you like a hawk. Always wanted to be the one to take you down. Be there when the cuffs were slapped on."
He walked around the apartment, glancing at certain things, not looking at anything in particular but just letting the atmohsphere sink in.
"I've got an offer for you. I am going to call the police, and let them come in here to arrest me," he stopped, glancing back at her, "Unless of course, there's something you could say or do to stop me. Right now I can put prostitution, assualting an officer, indecent exposure."
He grabbed a computer chip from out of his pocket, and tossed it to the ground, "Oh..." he picked it up, "Look at that, Computer Piracy as well. You're looking at five years at least."
He sighed, seeing her in this position, so wea, so fragile. So beautiful.
"Come on, I want to help you, don't make this any harder than it has to be."

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen

Just then Vixen came to a realisation. Going straight didn't pay. There was always a bastard like Garret waiting to take you down and use your past against you.

She should have done a few choice break-ins and ditched this hole. Why the hell hadn't she?

"Help me? Until you turned up I wasn't in need of any God Damned help... you fucking..." She stepped forward only to make eye contact with that damned weapon of his. She managed, just barely, to calm herself.

Trying a different tact.

She flicked her hair over her shoulder and lowered her arms giving him full view of what she physically had to offer. He was looking, oh boy was he looking. She felt a little nauseous.

"And what exactly did you want in return for your... silence?" She asked, her voice lowered, softer, seductive.

 

[poohlive]

"You, pure and simple. All I want is you," he moved woard, breathing in her essence. There was nothing like the smell of a woman, except of course, a scared one.
His eyes passed by her cheeks, her jawline, her ample breasts, her defined muscles, even her long shapely legs. They all screamed out to him, but of course that would have to wait.
There was some actual work to discuss here.
"I'm not here to pounce on you though, as much as I'd like to. Actually, I came here for a different reason. I need your computer skills. Down at the lab, we've found something, something huge. Something buried deep underground, and try as we might, we can't break into it. I've been charged to lead up the group that opens it up and finds out what's inside. Since this thing is all run by some super computer, I need to find hackers and computer experts to help me."
He looked at her serious, "I want you to help me do this. Your past is forgotten, it's as easy as a single phone call. Now, will you help me, or do I have to spend the rest of the evening eyeing you with your clothes off."
He lowered the gun, "Honestly, I could go either way."

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

Vixen let out a soft laugh of disbelief.

"This is an interview for a job?" She asked incredulously ignoring obvious inspection of her semi-clad form.

"You seriously think I'd want to work for you? I wouldn't work for that fucked up company that pays your allowance let alone work for you." He was getting dangerously close. She tensed, not completely sure of him.

"It's big Vixen... really big... remember what we used to talk about... the ultimate test? Finding something that is for all looks and purposes... unbreakable? I've found it... I've actually FOUND it!"

"Get REAL Garret... you know that's impossible... anything programmed by a human is breakable... it's a known quantity!"

"Yes... you're right..."

Silence.

"What are you saying?" She asked, completely forgetting her nakedness as she turned to look at him closely.

"I'm saying... I've found it Vixen."

"Alien technology? Here? In Sebera? Get with the program, it's an impossibility."

"We work in impossibility all the time Vixen... me even more so now that I have access to the files... it exists."

She looked for a moment like she believed him, then her guard came back up and she scowled at him.

"I swear to God... you're incredible... I can't believe this... get the FUCK out of my apartment!"

He seemed, startled, as if fully expecting her to capitulate.

"So, it's the hard way then?"

She tensed and looked at him warily. Unbelievably she felt, warm. She steeled herself. Damn her fucked up libido she cursed inwardly.

"You didn't seriously expect me to believe the bull you just spun me?"

 

[poohlive]

Garret sighed, "Honestly, I don't expect you to do anything. I just asked you, and you already gave me your answer."
He opened the front door, two police came in. Garret took in a deep breath, looking at her.
"Arrest her, prostitution, computer piracy, all that good stuff. Sorry Vixen, you know how childish I get when I don't get my way."
The officers both came up to her, trying to keep their eyes on her face.
"Don't let her put any clothes on, she can smuggle a weapon in the tightest of places."

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

Vixen looked incredulous.

"YOU PRICK!" She screeched as the two police men forced her hands behind her back and attempted to cuff her. She kicked out connecting with one of their crotches. He went down clutching the area between his legs.

The second one seemed surprised but avoided the punch she aimed at his head and pulled out his truncheon which was police issue and included an electrical shock charge. Her whole body spasmed and she fell backwards. Shaking her head as if to clear it. In the mean time the second police man cuffed her arms securely behind her back and dragged her up into a standing position.

She knew she was in deep trouble. Garret would easily make all the charges stick and God knows what would happen to her in jail. Especially if she didn't get any clothes.

Groggily she let the cop drag her out of the apartment. She couldn't believe she wasn't allowed even her t-shirt. She tried to focus instead on what to do next. Some of the neighbours peered out of their apartments but it seemed that was only to watch the show, not to voice their concerns.

Old Mrs Johnson looked like she had her every suspicion proved and was proud of herself for them. John Jenkins the sleazoid across the hall was leering over the display of her body.

.'That arsehole!' Vixen thought, 'I'm going to castrate him... AND Garret the minute I get myself out of this!' Before she was forced down the stairs. Stumbling she silently cursed the cop too. She was the very image of a black cloud of anger by the time she was unceremoniously dumped into the police vehicle.

 

[Incarnation 1.1]

X?

the man hurredly packed his suit case, he was going to leave this planet as soon as possable, he finished and then ran to the car, he rememberd how he was one of the people in the orginal X project and that X would be after him soon. "Sampson, to the space port ((or were ever they go to leave the planet, I may have skiped some lines by mistake. Heh.))" the man wiped his forhead as Sampson started up the vehical......and headed the oppsate direction from the space port. the man looked at his driver and demanded "Sampson, turn around you are going the wrong way...just then, the real Sampson's head landed in the back seat and the car turned into an abandond ally, the fake Sampson turned to the man, who was now very plae with fear, for he knew who this was, it was X.........


the bodys were found on the door step of the police station, the bodys were in seprate packeges, wraped in golden wraping paper toped with a bow, one had air holes in it, for some reason X was in one of his "festive" moods. Samson had been torn to pieces, and he was very much dead, but.........the man, who was a retired scientist on the X project was in a condtion that was much, much worse. He was alive, aware, but he could not move his body, green, red, blue, gold, and silver bumps were all over his body and a cirlcular mark was on his left arm, it was like a leach had bite him, but the hole was made by one of the second "mouths" on X's hands. One on each palm. They were used to inject the Nero toxin. It cause bumps to apper on the victums body. The victum is then unable to move at all but it has been proven that the people are in pain, they can not even starve to death since there body is stoped almost completly......the only way to free them is to crush their heads or other ways to kill them, poising would not work since the blood would not flow, also tryiong to bleed them to death would not work for the same reason. The toxin would kill hte victum in atleast a year. ((Sorry bout any mistakes. I am new to this and kinda rusty since I just got my compuuter on after I accdently broke the on button and had to get to front off. Heh.))

 

[Chronicler]

Rift

Hehehe. I'm back. Anyone miss me? Didn't think so.

Hmmm. She was getting interesting. But she definitely had something up her sleeve, no two ways about it.

"Sure" I laughed softly, wondering exactly what she was trying to set me up for and exctly how she was planning to get me killed. People always found guys like me expendable, useful for a while, but useless in the long term.

She looked as though she had expected him to agree, obviously very confident that her charms and/or sexual appeal would be enough...

"I think," I muttered softly to myself, "this is going to be a long night..."

 

[poohlive]

Garret got into the police car, sitting beside her.
"You know, you can get out of those cuffs at any time. All you have to do is say you'll help me. We can even skip through this whole arresting process. The lab is much much closer. I even got a few things that you've always wanted. Goverment black market computer hardware. An iloptical pulse regulation system (?) even a nice new wardrobe, courtesy of Fracilius Courden himself (some fashion guru)."
He took off his jacket putting it around her.
"I'm not a horrible human being. You may think I am, and with good cause, but I only wanted to make something of myself. Spend the rest of my life hacking, or get a reasonable job and try to make something of myself. It wasn't a hard choice."
He put his arm around her, "Apparently, for you, it is though."

 

[Chronicler]

Rift

"Hold on" I muttered, my ComLink buzzing for what I promised to be the last time that evening. "Riv, where ya bin mun? Uv bin tryin ta call ya all day," said Revva. The only person in the world who called me Riv (even I don't know why) and the best guy in the biz to get a job from. He always knew somebody, or had a friend who had a friend that needed a job done. Usually hacks, occasionally hits, and we never did hits because Zeke, Slade and myself all have at least ten hitmen each on our trail.

"What's the news Revva?"
"Some coppa. Wanna hire some pros for a massive D. B. n' E. (OOC: I like this one. Database breaking and entry) Should be a snap for ye and yer lads. Ummm.... I want five percent of course"

Of course...

"You said a cop. What's he look like?"

"You're such an asshole. You're worse than my girlfriends with that thing" said Sara. She had grabbed my ComLink and thrown it out the window. "Thanks," I muttered. "Now. Shall we talk credits?" she said.

On a lonely sidewalk in one of the darker areas of Serbera... "Riv! Riv! Where are ye mun?"...