Clock Strikes Twelve (PaRRoT and Balance)

[PaRRoT]

Yellow eyes peered anxiously around inside of her dark hood. Ayha didn't know exactly where she was, or where he was, or where they were supposed to meet, only that eventually they would. Her gloved hands clenched and unclenched anxiously. "Where are you?" she whispered, letting her hood slip off, exposing her choppy black hair and skin hued soft blue. She was curious to meet this "Midnight Man" and hopefully join his crew of Midnight Men. She didn't know what to expect, but whatever it was, she felt ready.

 

[The Balance]

OOC: This one will be for bringing you to the cause the other will be for training you

Taking a seat Kyle was dressed in his normal attire, his trench coat barely touching the bottom of the floor, absorbing some of the strange liquid that seemed to be spilled all over this weird cantina. Looking into the women's eyes, he gave a wide smile, "Yes I'm, I have been told you are interested in joining"

 

[PaRRoT]

OoC: Sounds good to me.

"So your him?" she grinned "Whoever said that is telling the truth. To an extent. First of all however, I want to know what your little crew is all about." You could see the little girl inside her between her smile and her eyes filled with curiousity. She reached up to brush her hair behind her ear before extending a friendly blue hair in greeting.

 

[The Balance]

"The one and only" Kyle said his grin widening, "So you want to know more about the Midnight Men, while I do not feel this is the safest place to talk about it, in a nutshell we fight tyranny and corruption. Anybody being oppressed, will eventually be freed." Leaning back in his chair Kyle asked for a water, not wanting the same thing that was all over the floor in his mouth.

 

[PaRRoT]

Her merry yellow eyes studied the man carefully. Wants water, she should probably take note of that. "You see awfully proud of that." Ayha added at his widening grin, unable to conceal her own "For good reason too. Anyone who fights tyranny, oppression and corruption is a friend to many. So, is this like an interview then? If you do not want to talk about the ah... the double Ms here, then I suppose you are here because want to learn about your hopeful newest addition?" She was going out on a limb here, but she took the risk willingly. She need to see what this was about.

 

[The Balance]

"Its an enjoyable and rewarding job." Kyle added, keeping his voice at a steady volume, he did not want to draw attention to them by being too loud or soft. Taking a sip of his water he was expecting something he would spit out quickly, but it was actually kind of nice. Taking off his hat he placed it next to him and nodded, "Your correct on that account." kyle said, leaning back, "So, tell me why your useful"

 

[PaRRoT]

"Why I'm useful?" the young Wroonian replied, tilting her head to the side. She'd never really considered that. She hadn't really prepared for an interview, and was rather distracted by being offworld for the first time in her life. "Well, my number one talent I'd say is bombs, grenades, charges. I can make them, disable them, efficiently use them, rather well if I do say so myself. I suppose that's a plus. I can hold my own in a fight. My friends back home always told me I was the best fist fighter they ever saw. Um..." She brought a long slender hand up to tap her cheek thoughtfully. There must be something else she could say. She could mention the money she inherited from her father, the low profile she kept despite her differences on Zeltros, but she didn't want to sound too full of herself, or seem like she was trying to buy acceptance. That much would have to do for now.

 

[The Balance]

Kyle was good at reading people, and he knew this one had more to tell, but was withholding it. While Kyle hated people being to full of themselves, he hated people who withheld secrets from their allies more. But he would let this one slide considering she was new. Nodding, Kyle acknowledged the women, and took another sip out of his drink. "How many times have you heard of the Midnight Men before now, be honest I want to gauge how our work is effecting the people of this galaxy."

 

[PaRRoT]

"To tell the truth sir," she began "Only a few times. See, this is my first time offworld, and back home I only heard stories from my father or people at Chanlo's. My friend, you see he trained me to fight, eventually told me you and the Midnight Men were real, and said that after what I did back on Zeltros with him that I'd fit in fine." Ayha brushed some loose hair from her face and looked at the man across from her. He seemed to take everything in. Her movements, words, expressions. He was a good listener, she decided, and not as intimidating to be around as she originally thought. "What else do you need to know sir?"

 

[The Balance]

Taking in the story he gauged it and knew that their organization was progressing well, not too well known to be caught easily, but not secret enough for people under tyranny's boot to have hope to be liberated by them. And then what she did on Zeltros, he had read about it from her profile before, but wanted to hear it from her, so acting a little innocent he said, "And what is it you did on Zeltros."

 

[PaRRoT]

"Well," Ayha began, not really sure what to say, or how to start. She decided to wing it "I was born on Zeltros. I lived with my dad, who was a wealthy man. When he died 2 years ago, he shared his wealth with friends and neighbors, helping them. Recently however, this greedy Muun came in. I watched him, learned his plan. He followed the laws perfectly, but how he treated everyone was unfair. He was gambling peoples' homes, and always winning them. Or he would trade a nice, sporty speeder for them, because many zeltrons are quite materialistic and impulsive. No one could do anything about because he had this Nikto bodyguard who would basically beat you to a bloody pulp. So, I rigged the guys house with bombs, went in to talk to him, got escorted out after I accused him and he admitted to his crimes, claiming I could do nothing, and then I pushed the button, blew up his house inside so it looked like it was a fire and got everyone's houses back." She took a deep breath and bit her lip. Maybe she needed to justify her actions, "It was totally fair though. He wanted to turn it into a resort, to make money for himself, by exploiting other's weaknesses. No one could do anything. Someone had to put him down, and he certainly wouldn't go down without a fight, so I chose the safest option for the most people. And his house was far enough away that it wouldn't catch fire to anyone else..."

 

[The Balance]

"That is good, but you should have openly admitted to doing it, if he was as truly evil as you say you would have been allowed to go on living. It is better to tell the truth then get caught up in a web of lies." Kyle said, as he downed the rest of his glass, then leaving some money for the bill, he got up and left putting his hat on as he walked out into the nearby ally way. If Ayha was truly ready for the Midnight Men, she would know what to do know.

 

[PaRRoT]

She nodded, feeling regretful. She waited a few moments, going over everything this man had said. Ayha had much to learn, it seemed and the challenge of the Midnight Men could teach her. She smiled at the waitress as she picked up the Midnight Man's bill, slipped her jacket on and walked on outside, looking casually around for this mysterious Midnight Man.

 

[The Balance]

"Okay" Kyle said with a full on laugh, "That was the obvious part, but surprisingly most people can't seem to figure it out." He took a seat on one of the garbage cans, wiping off the grime before sitting down. His trench was held tight around his face, because they were both out of a Midnight Men safe house and in public. Some citizens even after Kyle's help still had the desire to turn him for the sizable bounty on his head. "Well, Ayha this mission is for your acceptance, I will be your helper, but you will be calling the shots. There is a local kingpin whom well lets just say he is not very nice, that is after the Midnight Men, and we need to take him down." He started right into her eyes for both her answer and to see if she was telling the truth, because if not he would unfortunately have to kill her for she knew too much.

 

[PaRRoT]

"Well, I like to think I'm not the dullest person you ever met," Ayha smiled walking over toward him, and pulling her own hood up after his precedent, "So I'm in?" she asked perplexed, but her eyes smiled sincerly honored. The Midnight Man wanted her to help him. Knock another bad man out of the picture? She could most likely handle it. For all she knew it could be simply a test, but it was exciting nonetheless.

 

[The Balance]

"Only if the mission is a success, if else..........................." Kyle said trying to contain his smile, "You'll just have to try another mission while I detonate the bombs attached to the man's base." Handing her a slip of paper that had directions to the man's base he motioned for her to lead, and prove herself.

 

[PaRRoT]

"Wow. You are so impressive!" she applauded then grinned up at him, "I'll try not to fail you sir." She took the piece of paper from his hand, looking it over while her other hand fiddled inside one of her many jacket pockets. She pulled out her hand, revealing a datapad showing a map. "I thought this would come in handy," she turned to smile at the Midnight Man then began to lead the way. As she turned the corner, she asked quietly "So what can you tell me about this guy? Who is he? Who's he with? Why's he after you?" The more information she had, the better. And if he wouldn't provide it for her, she'd just have to find out herself.

 

[The Balance]

"Actually that is part of the mission, it is not necessary to know about him, but as part of your job as an agent, you must find this out for yourself." Kyle said, following her through the busy streets making sure no one tried to pickpocket him.

 

[PaRRoT]

"Alright, as you wish," she shrugged "Shouldn't be too hard." Ayha studied her datapad, following its instructions. Almost there. She smiled and concentrated on the task at hand. If it was meant to be easy, the Midnight Man wouldn't test her like this. What could this guy be? Why would anyone want to harm the Midnight Man? Ayha formulated these questions in her head as she turned the final corner, exposing the building the paper had led her to. "This must be it." her yellow eyes turned to her "helper" for assurance.

 

[The Balance]

Taking out his pistol Kyle nodded. He wondered how the hopeful would go about attacking the place, this man was a real threat and needed to be taken out, but at the same time, even if the mission was a failure it was a success in the terms that he blew up the building himself.