As Sa’Maku sets up at the edge watching and waiting for anything suspicious he sees the room is still safe, though Altorio’s distraction was obvious before. Once something new started happening to distract him he obviously became vested. Sa’ had encountered these Altess before, namely Dorian and they were always interested in only the most temporary distractions. Living their lives in a perpetual state of boredom as their technological neigh immortality affected their ability to think of things like honor.
Ramson with him see the others begin responding as his ideas flush out. But it seems Lady Arsonal has her own plans. It occurs to Ramson the independent Altaran has a strong will of her own. Learning to work with her will help both of them get the most out of their talents and the Remorseless make far more profit.
Lady Arsenal Boss wrote: ↑Tue May 07, 2019 5:27 pm
Acknowledging the Captain’s orders she started in with the obvious,
We need to talk. Either you can talk to us or you can talk to our professional negotiator. I am not sure what happened to last man she questioned. She is from what I understand very very good.” Lady A waves in some off handed fashion towards the bar.”
Either way we need some information... Information only you can give. ” She holds up her hands trying to stall would be some kind of brush off and lowers her voice so that just douche-bag A can hear,
” What you would find interesting is that Nemesis sent us to find out what happened.”
As Lady Arsonal leans in and whispers for
Altorio something rolls across his face. To close for the sonar to make it out in detail, the near field effect causing issues with the definition. She is unsure of what, but she knows she had a reaction from him. His body suddenly becomes more loose, relaxed as if he knows something very important to the situation.
Kharis pulls off the elven disinterest perfectly. Somehow a strange synergy forms as the two immortals reflect each other in a way that makes Kharis wonder how much he really has in common with the man you are trying to get information from.
Rinoa’s position at the bar allows her a special vantage of the room. From up here she can see the high end surveillance and the bartender nearly stumbles, a brief laugh escaping his lips before being brought back in under control. She can see he has a ear bud in and whatever he heard must have been the cause. Putting two and two together she can see he must be hearing something happening down at the table where Altorio is, as he glanced down there when he laughed and is still shaking his head mumbling.
“Bad play sister, bad play.”
Fiona takes the lead and walks over ready to begin the negotiating, her natural empathy allowing her to be exactly what Altorio would expect. However as she gets close she realizes he is already surrounded by so many artificially beautiful women, that what would garner the most attention and respect from him would instead be competence.
Fiona Gladbrooke wrote: ↑Mon May 13, 2019 9:12 pm
Fiona Glides over to the table and fixes Altorio with a grin like a star meant only for him.
"What my associate means to say is Nemesis visiting you is is what brings us to you. You see we very much would like to.. speak with her and her crew. We had such wonderful conversations with her associates earlier." She pulls her com out of her tiny handbag and plays a video of the battle earlier. Mostly the good parts.
"As you can see we are capable conversationalists and after the day she gave you earlier.. Well I bet you'd appreciate someone giving her a good talking to. We just need to know where she is headed. Oh and, if your wounded pride demanded you give us recompense for said conversation we certainly would not object."
Altorio listens to the offer and thinks for a bit before speaking.
“I love to trade information, but I am not interested in making an enemy with Nimesis. She has a habit of winning and I have no desire to see my investments start having trouble.
“I am afraid you wasted your time coming here.” The words are the kind of direct and abrupt ending to a conversation Fiona would expect from someone new in the information industry. But then the even more subtle rubbing of his left index finger on the table cloth tells her he is willing to work with her.
“Perhaps though you would like to enjoy a dance?” Offering a drink on him for the rest of the team, he get into a conversation with Fiona and the others that takes nearly 2 hours. It does require only a little cheating by skimming his mind, but nothing he noticed.
When she is done she has what is needed. Nemesis was here and she was looking for a box with some Altess brain scans in them. He had them and was supposed to see them safely home. So he gave them to a Mekakurian prince, what a naive and noble moron. Well the fool disappeared and he has not seen either since. She is able to get the last known location of the Prince Alutar’s destroyer. But Altorio really knows nothing else, except he was excited to see Nemesis again after so many decades. Things usually get interesting when she is involved.
Death Otter is left to her own devices not distracted by the others she is able to tap into the local security system. Th surveillance in this place is amazing and the sound quality algorithms are something worth copping to her own files. When shortly after hearing the bartender reveal to Fiona that Nemesis was here earlier she hears Lady Arsenal she thought everything was blown, the bartender himself listening in (an obvious adjunct to the security) nearly choked on his tongue, but Fiona managed to save the moment nicely.