Tokyo Girl

[Bjorn]

Bjorn puts a companionable hand on Kakuji's shoulder, giving him a friendly shake -- which just incidentally brings his neck dangerously close to Mark's sword.  "You know, Kakuji," he says a bit expansively, "I don't really think you're being positive here.  I'm presenting you with an opportunity to make it big, and all you come up with are problems and negatives!  Don't disappoint me here -- come up with solutions!"

[Carthrat]

"Hey, I've got an idea! Why don't we just go to this guy's house, break in the door, and ask him to tell us where Prometheus is?" snaps Tom. "I mean, it worked this time, right?"

[Rezantis]

"That's enough," Nathan says evenly, giving Tom a warning glance, "I'm sure that our friend here as being as helpful as he can be.  Making him commit suicide, which it would most certainly be if he called his boss out and things went . . . poorly . . . isn't going to inspire cooperation."

Turning back to the yakuza leader, he lowers his bow.  "We want to meet your boss; and we want your help.  In return, you keep your life, your boss doesn't find out what you were plotting . . . and once we have our audience with Prometheus, we'll tell you what we know," he waves one hand expansively, "That is as good a deal as you will get.  You have the ability to inconvenience us, but we have the ability to destroy you utterly.  Instead of that, you give us your assistance we'll give you what you want to know."

[Brian]

"That's great," Kakuji says grimly.  "Almost sounds like I have a real choice.  I'm already at your mercy, so tell me what exactly you want from me.  Make up your minds."

[Rezantis]

"Tetsuo, give him his phone back."

"How was any part of that unclear?" Nathan's eyes narrow, and his voice hardens.  Explaining this again is clearly annoying him, "You will set us up a meeting with your boss.    You will come up with a convincing reason and you will do it now.  If we decide that you have been unhelpful in any way then what we did to San Francisco we will do to your backyard.  I presume I don't need to explain yet again?"

[Brian]

Kakuji takes his phone back when Tetsuo slides it across the table to him.  Pressing some buttons, he brings it to his face and says, "Is Oyabun Hatake there?" after a brief pause.  "This is Kakuji.  Yes, Hatake-sama-"  His face pales.  He swallows, looking around uneasily.  "Yes," he says shakily, while Mark (still holding the sword at the Yakuza boss's throat) raises an eyebrow.  "I understand."  He presses a button to hand up and clears his throat nervously.

"He's expecting you," the man says.  "I am to buy you tickets, and he will have a car waiting for you at the train station when you arrive."

[Rezantis]

"I am going to have words with Prometheus.  Bad ones."

There's a brief pause as Nathan stares Kakuji down.

"Let him go, Mark.  We have somewhere we need to be."

[Bjorn]

Bjorn steps away from Kakuji, and then makes his way out into the antechamber.  "How you doin' in here, 'jime?" he asks, cheerfully, pronoucing the name as 'Jimmy'.  "Wanted to thank you, looks like everything worked out fine."

[Dracos]

Dracos grumbles under his breath about the consistency of being expected as he joins the others in heading out.

Dracos

[Carthrat]

Tom keeps a wary eye on the Yakuza as he leaves, but when he hears Phillip and Bjorn, they start to *roll*.

[Brian]

The prone Yak grunts halfheartedly in response.  In short order, the party finds themselves outside, and unmolested.  Probably not a good idea to stick around too long, but a single overly-made up girl in a dress does scurry after the group to offer up a single train ticket -- for an entire car.  The pricetag is pretty hefty, and it departs in about forty minutes.

[Dracos]

Taking shotgun, Dracos eyed the rest as they began to drive off towards the station.  "So, hal, Rat...holding up?  And...we should probably assume this is bugged, not that they likely need it."

Dracos

[Carthrat]

"I could be doing better," replies Tom, sticking his hands in his pockets and wondering where the station is.

"I'm amazed we got away with that. If we're going to *attack* anywhere, can you, like, let me know? So we can coordinate with more than a couple seconds to spare?"

[Rezantis]

OOC: We don't HAVE a car! :o

IC:

"Yeah, sorry about that.  Not the way I like doing things, but, if he didn't know anything about us or Prometheus and he wanted our weapons, it wasn't going to go nicely.  I'd rather start the fight on our terms instead of theirs, 'cause that way we win - and if we'd stalled about the weapons at all they would have gotten edgy."

Nathan shrugs.  "Snap decision."

[Carthrat]

"Yeah.. yeah, I see. I get it. Doing things like that is pretty, uh, wrong, though. If this guy-" he points at Phillip- "Can read minds, why bother setting up meetings and stuff like that at all? If he'd gone in and got a look at Michiko- and that totally couldn't be a hard prospect, given her occupation..

"Argh, never mind. What's the plan? We taking this guy up on his offer? It doesn't seem to me like he plans to own us, there'd probably be easier ways than giving us a ticket to where he lives. I think. Still not used to this."