Vicious/Meia: Face off!

[Bean Bandit]

OOC: 'Meia'

IC:

"Roger. Is your hull made up of a magnetic alloy?" her comm speaker asked.

[Rezantis]

A wince.

"I wouldn't know, but I doubt it."

[Carthrat]

For a moment, Carthrat wondered why he treated someone so far below him with such politeness.

Shrugging it off, he decide to amuse himself by thinking of all the anime chicks... who were real.

Dammit, Vicious was a human too, right?

At least, Carthrat hoped.

[Bean Bandit]

OOC: 'Meia'

IC:
The green haired man sounded faintly amused through the crackle of the comm. "You don't know?"

There was a brief pause, and he spoke again. The engines on the fighter stopped, and it began to drift toward him.

"Well, I'll give it a shot anyway. Cut your throttle." he instructed.

[Bean Bandit]

OOC: 'Vicious'

IC: After less than twenty minutes of waiting, Vicious' musing were interrupted by a brisk knock at the door.

[Carthrat]

Vicious peers through the little peephole.

[Bean Bandit]

OOC: Vicious

IC: Through the peephole, Vicious could see a fairly tal young man, with messy brown hair, and a slightly bored look, dressed in a loose overcoat, smoking a cigarette.

[Carthrat]

Vicious nodded to himself, and unlocked the door from his side, opening it a crack.

"Enter," he said, before moving off, all nonchalant-like, towards Lin's room.

[Bean Bandit]

OOC: Vicious

IC: The young looking man followed, nodding his head. As Vicious moved off, he could sense the young man stop moving, roughly halfway toward Lin's room...

[Carthrat]

Vicious didn't turn around. "How much do you want?"

[Bean Bandit]

There was a slight rustling of the material of a coat, and the young man spoke in a drawling, reedy tenor.

"I'll settle for some information, thanks." he said slowly in an amused tone. Vicious heard the distinctive sound of a gun's hammer being cocked.

"Please don't be alarmed. I'd rather not shoot you, but I couldn't think of anyway to accompish this without the gun that ended without me with a sword in my gut." the young man explained.

"If you'll just turn around, slowly?" he requested.

[Carthrat]

Calm is good.

Vicious turned around slowly, and stared the man full in the eye.

"What kind of... information?"

[Bean Bandit]

OOC: 'Vicious'

IC:

The brown-haired man smiled placidly. "Why have the Red Dragons come to Callisto, Vicious?"

[Carthrat]

To kill you all. All of you! Ahahahahahahahaha! And rape your woman- wait, you're on Callisto. Losers.

Let's see, now. Man X has the gun, ok. And I'm deprived of a sword, which wouldn't help me much in this confrontation, anyway.

On the other hand, if I deprive him of his weapon, I can beat the crap outta him, sword or no sword. And he wouldn't know about the mini-crossbow on my wrist, which is handy.

Now, I'll bet 10 to 1 he's overconfident, which is good. Now we begin to... stall, while hoping for a distraction.

The lesson learnt today, Carthrat: IT'S NOT PARANOIA IF THEY'RE REALLY AFTER YOU!

"In order to secure negotiations."

[Bean Bandit]

The man's eyes narrowed, and the amused expression tightened into a frown.

"I won't insult you by assuming you'd divulge the precise nature of the negotiations, but I need something a bit more specific, sir...May I call you Vicious?" The man didn't really wait for an answer.

"Material or Administrative negotiations?"