Karen Cunningham:
((I'll RP something with you later, Thomas. *S*))
Thomas Judge: ((Cool, catch you later all
*falls asleep at the comp and fades *s*))
Thomas Judge: He lights another 'cough'
left alone in the room but if the telly is anything to go by somebody somewhere
is watching, so he takes a deep drag and waits, once more waiting, thats what he
does nowadays.
Karen Cunningham [Jail Conf. Room]:
After the qeustion, Thomas is taken to the jail,
where he spends the night. The next day, he's brought into the conference room
to meet with his defense attorney, Miss Cunningham from the interrogation. She's
waiting there with her briefcase.
Thomas Judge: He walks on in, unshaven
which doesn't look bad on him,and all things considered has at least a smile on
his face, "Morning Karen, hows tricks?" he takes a seat, looking about the room
then to Miss Cunningham.
Karen Cunningham [Jail Conf. Room]:
"Mr. Judge." She smiles and moves to shake his
hand. "How are you this morning?"
Thomas Judge: "All things considered, am
feeling preety 'fiddlers', a weight of the shoulders, shame the bed want that
soft" he chuckles, lighting the mood, it was in his nature, when nervous humour
was his defence.
Karen Cunningham [Jail Conf. Room]:
A smile. "Have a seat, Mr. Judge." She sits
herself, and starts pouring through notes. "All right...I have a transcript of
your questioning, as well as some other information about your arrest. I also
have an offer on the table from the DA's office."
Thomas Judge: He nods, not alot he
understood there,but he got the basics. He just looks to her not wanting to
intrupt, a deal, he hated making deals when he wasn't the dealer.
Thomas Judge: He also sits, shit he was
nervous
Karen Cunningham [Jail Conf. Room]:
"The DA has offered to drop the attempted murder
charge, and let you face only the public lewdness and resisting arrest charge,
if you can help us locate this Thanos individual."
Thomas Judge: He raises an eyebrow "That
seems fair, ave only seen him the once like, but I'll help the cops track him
down." he nods, a glimer of hope in his eyes, he may not be fucked
Karen Cunningham [Jail Conf. Room]:
She nods. "Tell me everything you know about him,
Thomas. Anything might be able to help."
Me -> Karen Cunningham [Jail Conf. Room]:
((Is it acceptable for a small spider to be present, such as
Juliana's "spy"? I had told Judas before that she has spiders go into the jail
now and then. If not, totally cool. :))
Thomas Judge: He looks to her "Well ave
only met him a few times like, he is a wanderer, hell he may have already
wandered on. He always seemed chilled out but as from the whole dock thing
showed obviously has a bloody gun." He lights up a 'cough' if they have supplied
him with some otherwise his fingers tap the table. "Bout my height, bit of a
bigger build, wearing nothing special maybe a little over covered, he hung out
at the park, thats where I saw him those times but I ain't been there recently
for obvious running reasons?"
Karen Cunningham [Jail Conf. Room] -> Me:
((Juliana has a spider spy? Interesting. *G*
Yeah, that's fine.))
Me -> Karen Cunningham [Jail Conf. Room]:
((I believe so, as I understood all Ananasi to be able to have
spiders drop from them, a part of their bodies. If not, I apologize and any RP
from that will be retracted.))
Juliana Sarolta [spider]: ~It scurries along the wall, a
small brownish-black spider of no consequence.~
Juliana Sarolta [spider]: ~Waits a moment,
then scurries as quickly as it can to Thomas's shoe. It steps onto the leather.
((Or paper if it's that kind of jail.))~
Juliana Sarolta [spider]: ~Scrambles
across the shoe, heading for the relative safety of the pant leg.~
Karen Cunningham [Jail Conf. Room]:
She nods a little. "Do you know of any associates
of his? Friends, allies, anything?"
Thomas Judge: A spider on the shoe,
maybe on one of his better days that may have been noticed, but today, no
way.
Thomas Judge: He thinks, shit he actually
didn't. "Nah, not that I know, this Silk knew him though but I ain't seen her
since either." He hadn't, she was dead, he had got over that by now, but hell
the truth hurt.
Karen Cunningham [Jail Conf. Room] -> Juliana
Sarolta [spider]: ((Ahh, didn't realize she
was Ananasi. *G*))
Juliana Sarolta [spider]: ~And creeeeeps
its way under the pant leg, over the sock. One tiny leg touches onto Thomas's
bare shin...he may or may not feel a tickle. She learned her lesson after the
first time he crushed one of the hapless arachnids.~
Karen Cunningham [Jail Conf. Room]:
"A location where he lives? Other places he may
have said he hangs out? Anything?" She purses her lips.
Juliana Sarolta [spider] -> Karen Cunningham [Jail
Conf. Room]: ((*G* Yeah, I think one
of the only ones on the site, or so I believe. Thanks for letting me sit in on
the scene. She's been keeping close tabs on Tom.))
Thomas Judge:
4,9,1,3,
Thomas Judge: He notices no spider, his
attension on thinking, where else had he seen Thanos
Karen Cunningham [Jail Conf. Room] -> Juliana
Sarolta [spider]: ((No prob))
Thomas Judge: He thinks for a couple of
seconds "Ave seen him in star bucks, Battery Park, The Roxy Bar, all in downtown
though." he looks to her, that was something right, fucking hell, he really
didn't know that much about Thanos, well not the mudane anyhow.
Juliana Sarolta [spider]: ~It crouches
there, mostly on the top of the sock.~
Karen Cunningham [Jail Conf. Room]:
She writes it all down, and nods. "All right.
Thomas, I'm going to take this to the DA, and see if it's enough to get him to
agree to the deal."
Thomas Judge: "Bit of a night owl as well,
can't remember seeing him during the day" He watches her stand, hell if it
wasn't they just pumped him like a cheap whore.
Karen Cunningham [Jail Conf. Room]:
((Just changing nicks...scene not over yet. *S*))
Juliana Sarolta [spider]: ~Stays where it
is. No good coming out and risking Tom seeing and talking to it, babbling on to
an unseen entity like a lunatic.~
Juliana Sarolta [spider]: ~The spider is
not that smart. Its mistress is. The spider stays clinging to the sock.~
Thomas Judge: He watches the door close,
and pulls another drag from his 'cough' the smoke flowing from his nose. He had
to admire there ways, the waiting game, if they had spent forever in the pit,
they would know what patience was.
Juliana Sarolta [spider]: ~The spider is a
model of patience itself. Its lifespan is doomed to be short unless it gets back
to the mistress in time, anyway.~
Thomas Judge: Public lewdness and
resisting arrest, he wonders how much time that was or maybe a fine or community
service if they have that here.
Collin Anderson:
The door opens, and in he walks. Standing at just
a hair under six feet and physically fit, the man in front of you looks the part
of power in his perfectly pressed power suit and tie. If pressed to estimate his
age, you might guess late 30’s, perhaps? His hair, a short honey blonde, is
combed perfectly into place, and a pair of light, wire-rimmed glasses shield his
keen, rich brown eyes, which look astutely around the area. His face is
perfectly clean of facial hair, and despite his average face, he seems to cut an
impressive figure from force of personality alone.
Juliana Sarolta [spider]: ~It feels the
tremors of a new presence and scuttles out for a spider-eye view, just peeping
out from the pantleg.~
Thomas Judge: He looks up at him, that
power he projects picked up by the devil, this had gone up a notch, he smiles to
the man, "Morning"
Collin Anderson:
"Good morning, Jamal." He moves to take a seat
across from the man, fingers lacing and coming to rest on the table.
Juliana Sarolta [spider]: ~The spider goes
stockstill.~
Thomas Judge: He hates surprises,
especally when he isn't the one giving them, that catches him off guard his face
twitches as his name rings through his entire being, "Pardon mate?" To late he
knows, who the fuck is this.
Collin Anderson:
"i said, good morning." A slight quirk of a
smile.
Thomas Judge: His composer is restored,
but his mind is racing. "Morning mate..and you are?" he takes another drag from
his 'cough', and this was going so bloody well, those blue eys taking in the man
anew, eyes tracing lines, facial expressions, composer.
Collin Anderson:
"My apologies." He smiles warmly. "We have not
yet met. Tal-Kerioth, tyrant of the Infernal Court of New York City."
Juliana Sarolta [spider]: ~It doesn't move
a single twitch.~
Thomas Judge: He hates surprises,
especally when he isn't the one giving them, that catches him off guard his face
twitches as his name rings through his entire being, "Pardon mate?" To late he
knows, who the fuck is this.
Collin Anderson:
"i said, good morning." A slight quirk of a
smile.
Thomas Judge: His composer is restored,
but his mind is racing. "Morning mate..and you are?" he takes another drag from
his 'cough', and this was going so bloody well, those blue eys taking in the man
anew, eyes tracing lines, facial expressions, composer.
Collin Anderson:
"My apologies." He smiles warmly. "We have not
yet met. Tal-Kerioth, tyrant of the Infernal Court of New York City."
Juliana Sarolta [spider]: ~It doesn't move
a single twitch.~
Thomas Judge: His eyes show recognition at
the name, he knew it, just never invoked it. "Jamal the CrimsonStar, bringer of
the Red Sky, how are you brother." He nods his head, the demon was in a station
of power, he deserved manners.
Collin Anderson:
"I am well. And yourself?"
Juliana Sarolta [spider]: ~A trembling.
The spider is near its life span, it had taken so long just to travel here and
locate Tom. It will expire in a minute or two.~ ((As player will go back to
work. *G*))
Thomas Judge: He grins "Ave been better,
ave been worse in a bit of a pickle." He looks to Collin "I did try to make
contact at your club, but you were never there, thought it rude just to call you
out." and hadn't this conversation taken a turn.
Juliana Sarolta [spider]: ~The legs curl
in, and the spider's body promptly rolls out of the pant leg and comes to rest
on Tom's shoe. Though if he moves his foot, it'll fall onto the floor.~ ((Bye!))
Collin Anderson:
He nods to that, looking almost apologetic.
"Understood. I am a busy man."
Thomas Judge: He just nods, Tom's own
composer changing, he was in the presense of another first. "Understood mate,
may I ask what brings you ere now?" That did bother him, help or hinderance.
Thomas Judge: ((legacy roll on Tal-Kerioth?))
Collin Anderson:
He shrugs. "I became aware of your...legal
problems through my Host's job, as mayoral assistant. I believe I can offer you
a solution."
Collin Anderson:
((Go for it))
Thomas Judge: He thinks that over, he
never realised he was in such a postion, he bows his head at the solution part
"And what would the solution be Tal-Kerioth?" He puts out the 'cough' and brings
his hands together, this was becoming another deal, he could smell it.
Thomas Judge: ((- 1 diff due to dreams of
past and spending one WP, he want to know who he is dealing with here))
Thomas Judge:
3,5,2,7,5,2,
Thomas Judge: ((4 Sux including WP))
Collin Anderson -> Thomas Judge:
Jamal remembers Tal-Kerioth as a Devil from the
Crimon Legion, a tactical advisor to Kilareous, one of Belial's generals.
Brilliant tactician; Luciferian.
Collin Anderson:
"Well...let's be honest, Jamal. With what you
know of this Thanos individual, it will not be enough for the District Attorney.
However, I have the power, in my Host's position, to make it have been enough."
Thomas Judge: His face loses a touch of
it's look as he remembers his brother, a small smile creeps along his mouth, he
had heard bad things about him, but at this point he was obviously his best
hope, a tactician of the highest order if his memory served him correctly, which
it did, he hardly forgot and they were coming easier to him now. He takes a
moment to remember a time before. Then he is back, here and now. He nods "Am
thinking in my understanding that this will be a trade, you said you ~have~ the
power?" He pulls out another 'cough' that dirty monkey vice that he just loved,
or was it the fire, the flame. He lights it, looking to Collin from the flame
"What would you require from me for this assitance Tal-Kerioth?" He takes a deep
drag, smoke filling the air.
Collin Anderson:
A small smile, and a shrug. "Consider it a double
opportunity, Mr. Judge. You have the opportunity to free yourself from a rathery
lengthy prison sentance, as well as join the Infernal Court, as you have not had
the opportunity to do so until today, as we have missed crossing paths. I may
even be able to offer you a position as a Minister within the Court, as I have
an opening."
Thomas Judge: He takes a
moment...really how could he refuse, true he didn't want to be tied to the
courts but with a backing like this, it was a good get out of jail free card and
like most devils that cling to the light he thinks maybe, just ~maybe~ he could
do some good there. "I would be honoured for you ro except me as one of your
own, however the workings of the court are new to me, as is the postion of
minister should it be offered." Polite, well mannered the cockney fast fading
from his voice, devil talking to devil, that demanded attention, Jamal was
driving now, Tom fancied a nap.
Collin Anderson:
A moment's consideration. "For now, let us just
work on your difficulties, and get you into the Court. What this means is that,
while you will be answerable to the Court, you and any Thralls you have will
also have portection by us. The Court is a member of the Treaty, and as such, so
are all Court members. You and yours will be safe from all other treaty members,
to start with. And, if this is agreeable to you, I will go get the paperwork
prepared by the DA's Office right now."
Thomas Judge: His eyes half close...the
treaty, always the treaty. Ammon, that kid...he forgot but it had something to
do with that fucker who shot him. Vengence, tied hands...but what choice does he
has, a long sentance, breaking out of jail...far more trouble, he mind was made
up for better or worse "Then I Jamal the CrimsonStar, do swear my allegiance to
the courts and all those associated there by, I will obey the treaty as if laid
down by the court itself. I have no thralls though may have a few potentials but
one would assume that is my business." The cockney fully gone, this was a deal
now, a certain conduct was needed. He stands and then kneels before Tal-Kerioth
as a sign of alliengence, just like back in the day.
Collin Anderson:
He nods, a smile on his face. "Thank you, Jamal.
It is good to see such wisdom, as expected, in my fellow Namaru."
Thomas Judge: He stands taking his seat
back also a smile on his face, it had been a while since he had to serve
another, but it felt right somehow, maybe this was for the best "Thank you for
your understanding in this matter Tal-Kerioth, I appreciate the timely
intervention and generosity you have extended to me." He picks up his fag as he
lets more of Tom mannerisms back into his body.
Collin Anderson:
A nod, and he stands up. "I will get to work on
this...I expect you will be out soon enough, Jamal. Good day to you." He extends
his hand to the man, all business.
Thomas Judge: He stands also and shakes
his hand "My thanks once more Tal-Kerioth." He nods those blue eyes sparkling
once more, out=freedom, he loved that word.
Collin Anderson:
He smiles, and moves to head out.
Thomas Judge: He stays sat, mind wandering
over all this new information, new loyalties, it had to be done, how did they
put it. 'Better the devil you know'. He smiles at that.
Collin Anderson:
((All right, so here's how it goes down. Thomas
is charged with Contributing to Public Lewdness, a Class B Misdemeanor.
Tal-Kerioth gets them to drop the Resisting Arrest, due to the impossible nature
of what happened, and the Attempted Murder charge is dropped due to the deal
made.))
Collin Anderson:
((Actually, rephrase. He is charged with
resisting arrest, which is a Class A Misdemeanor. Sorry to get your hopes up
there.))
Thomas Judge: ((Good work Tal-Kerioth
*s*))
Thomas Judge: ((Damn but still good work
regardless))
Collin Anderson:
((Based on the DA's Recommendation, the Resisting
Arrest equates to 1 year's probation, which is actually quite good, because you
can spend a year in prison for Class A Misdemeanors. The Contributing to Public
Lewdness gets him a two week sentance, another two month's probation, and a
$1,500 Fine.))
Collin Anderson:
((He is officially released out onto the
street...well, today. *G*))
Thomas Judge: ((the fine is no problem due
to recent deals with Xu and Juliana, 2 week sentance, no problem, years
probation, hell he has seen worse all in all a 'robin' deal!))
Thomas Judge: ((I would like to thank you
Rav for a well constructed scene and a thinking sceen as well which I really
enjoyed, here's to you *Claps*))
Collin Anderson:
((That's what I'm here for. *G*))