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[CLOSED] LA's, Truth to Tell, Not Much Different--
Who: The Legs and The Eyepatch
When: May 11th
Where: Kauto
What: One of Elizabeth's storytime regulars has gone missing, she enlists one of the few people she still knows, Badou, to help track the kid down. As with most kidnapping incidents, things go south.
Warnings: Badou. And violence. Definitely some blood.
It'd been some time between Elizabeth's bar fight, but not much longer since Thane had left. Vaguely, she's been aware of things going on around Thisavrou, but has she had any desire to engage with any kind of activity or person on both planets? Not exactly.
She has to eat, so she goes through the motions of work. That's easy enough. Shelve this here, catalog this there, straighten up the inevitable disaster the children left in the kids' section. That-- she didn't mind so much. She smiled at one of the girls who was hugging one of the beanbag chairs and pouting, and crouched down.
"Viola it's time to go home, where's your brother?" The two of them usually walked home together, but now that she thought about it, she hadn't seen Frankie in a few days. Viola gripped the beanbag tighter and Elizabeth's smile flickered.
"Dad said he's coming back soon?" The little girl didn't sound convinced, so neither was Elizabeth. As she closed up the desk, Elizabeth casually abused her librarian privileges and found some full names. Sure enough, Frankie had been abducted a week ago, and his parents were getting desperate if all of their network activity could be trusted.
"...well, what the hell else am I doing?" she muttered, gathering up her coat and walking with purpose to the door. It's the first time she's actually decided to do something after work in a long, long time.
It's your favorite psych patient. What have you got on at the moment? Anything exciting?
When: May 11th
Where: Kauto
What: One of Elizabeth's storytime regulars has gone missing, she enlists one of the few people she still knows, Badou, to help track the kid down. As with most kidnapping incidents, things go south.
Warnings: Badou. And violence. Definitely some blood.
It'd been some time between Elizabeth's bar fight, but not much longer since Thane had left. Vaguely, she's been aware of things going on around Thisavrou, but has she had any desire to engage with any kind of activity or person on both planets? Not exactly.
She has to eat, so she goes through the motions of work. That's easy enough. Shelve this here, catalog this there, straighten up the inevitable disaster the children left in the kids' section. That-- she didn't mind so much. She smiled at one of the girls who was hugging one of the beanbag chairs and pouting, and crouched down.
"Viola it's time to go home, where's your brother?" The two of them usually walked home together, but now that she thought about it, she hadn't seen Frankie in a few days. Viola gripped the beanbag tighter and Elizabeth's smile flickered.
"Dad said he's coming back soon?" The little girl didn't sound convinced, so neither was Elizabeth. As she closed up the desk, Elizabeth casually abused her librarian privileges and found some full names. Sure enough, Frankie had been abducted a week ago, and his parents were getting desperate if all of their network activity could be trusted.
"...well, what the hell else am I doing?" she muttered, gathering up her coat and walking with purpose to the door. It's the first time she's actually decided to do something after work in a long, long time.
It's your favorite psych patient. What have you got on at the moment? Anything exciting?
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"I'm talking too obscene to 'donate' to some hotel."
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"Makes me wonder how dad could."
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"This is a hotel?" Boggling later, work now. "This is great. Let's go."
She starts picking up her things, putting on her scarf and so on. "What's the name of it?"
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"You sure that's a good idea? I'm all for sneaking into expensive dinners and shit but it could get hairy."
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"...you didn't come armed?"
She knows full well that most people don't go to places with handguns, but Elizabeth is not most people. And they're working a kidnapping case with a potentially volatile suspect, why wouldn't Badou be prepared?
Did she come packing to a kindergarten? Maybe.
"I have another one you can borrow," she says, indicating her bag.
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"Of course I came armed-- I don't just walk around naked y'know." Because nowadays that's what it feels like without his guns-- naked as hell.
"I was just surprised you're ready to stake it out right away, that's all." He's a little hesitant to go in there guns blazing but...surely they can be subtle...
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"There's a child involved, Badou," she says, weight coming back to her voice. There's a story there, obviously. "He doesn't have a minute to wait, neither do I."
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"Course he can't wait, who know's what's going on. But he should be rescued with a good plan not something half-assed on emotion. I don't plan on any of us dying here," weight fills his voice as well.
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...this is exactly why she needs someone else with her on this. When children are involved, she can't put aside images of Comstock abducting her, of Sally in a heating pipe, no matter what she does.
But if she can fix another child's life, save them from someone older and stronger doing whatever they liked, it's another step.
"Right. You're right," she says, letting out a long, slow breath. "Now you know why I called you.
"So, what's the plan? Does this fancy place have a jewel-encrusted back door?"
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"Not just cause I'm hard boiledly handsome." Whatever that means. He slides another picture across the table.
"There happens to be something like that, and I've got a way in. I've greased some ears. Instead of hands, y'know."
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She pulls the picture over and takes in as many details as she can. Doesn't seem like there's much security, but photos can be deceiving. "Ears?" she asks with a raised eyebrow. "You told them what the situation is?"
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He just hopes they'll fall for it-- he has very little to do with a plan b (yet) if they don't.
It's a good thing he's on the calm side right.
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"Alright, so we get in this wide open, unguarded back door. Then I guess we need to find out where this money is going-- there has to be a business affairs office, probably on the first floor. I can break into that."
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"Definitely on the first floor, this ain't some boss fight. That'll be stupidly easy to break into. Out's another story."
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They'll have to have it because if they don't...
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"I have what I've learned is called 'sex appeal'."
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"You don't say. They're totally doomed to be at your mercy, Liz."
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"Let's go, you know the way."
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"Follow me, hopefully not into hell," he says with another chuckle.
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"Well if we wander in there, you can follow me out," she says with a smirk. "I have tons of practice."
At least the place is pretty close, and eventually the two of them are outside the hotel. Somehow, it's even more ridiculous in person, the photos really don't do it justice. Elizabeth stands there, staring at the place in obvious distaste.
"If you look up 'overdone' in the dictionary..."
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"No kidding-- its like they modeled it straight outta Hollywood."
Badou doesn't have an impending sense of doom, not quite, so maybe it'll be alright. Maybe he should've listened to his instincts not howling at this.
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"So, your friends are out on their treasure hunt, right? We can just walk right in?"
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