La Vie de Luxe - Oh Canada! (Site RPG)
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[Let me give an opening to some ACME Detectives.]
ACME Headquarters, San Francisco.
ACME Control Center quickly processed the image of Vic from the security camera and sent a broadcast to all available agents in Canada to investigate the stolen "Angel with the Broken Wings" from Montreal.
While data was busy being transferred and responses confirmed or stored, all Chief Weller got was an iconic notification on his communicator for his review at a later time. It was picked up by his granddaughter, Hailey, who was playing in his office.
"You got mail, Kuppa," Hailey held the communicator in both her hands and tried to read the message. She couldn't read, but she remembered the picture of Vic the Slick she saw on Chief's computer earlier in the day.
"Leave that alone for now, Hailey, let's go get new shoes for you," Dr. Weller called and Mrs. Weller urged. No matter what it was, Chief knew that Control had everything smoothly running.
Dragon was currently sitting just outside the city outskirts in a tree, a single leg hanging down from the branch. It had almost been three days, two and a half really, since she had met with Carmen Sandiego and received, what she now knew, was a disposable phone. Apparently, someone was supposed to call her on it. Dragon had taken the first chance she'd gotten to learn about the small device. Until a few nights ago she'd never needed one so she'd never used one. Sure her ears had picked up the word 'cellphone' more often then not when she was in the city, but she had never really understood what one was. Now she had an object to match to a word.
"I don't understand why someone would want one of these things." She said softly to herself as she rotated it in her hands.
This little device made it easy to find you... why would people want something that was basically a leash and collar? It was not something that was easily used as a weapon and it could not help you hunt for food. It made absolutely no sense to her. Sighing some she jumped down from the tree putting the phone into a pocket. Time for breakfast. There was some small game around here that would suffice, maybe a rabbit or two, she had seen a burrow a few moon's back and she could still remember the location.
Glancing around, she was still on the outskirts of the city, she made sure no one was around before jumping back up to the branch she was on before,which was easily at least four feet over her head, then to the one above that and above that until she was standing on the trunk itself, right near the top of the tree, one clawed hand holding onto the aged wood as her foot was braced against the textured surface as well, he other hand hanging loosely at her side as she stared out over the city. Taking a silent second to breathe in the air, Dragon's eyes looked over the horizon of the city as it slept and for a moment she wondered what it would have been like, what she would have been like if she had been born there. Shaking the train of thought from its tracks Dragon jumped to the next tree catching onto a branch and swinging down to the ground, heading off in search of food.
"Ey, yeahum, this is Vic, ah?" started the one time Salesman of the Year, "Yer batt's low, I keep this short: We're meeting at the Viau Bridge, C thinks you're good enough to sniff me out, so let's do that. You find me, we stick together, capice? Don't need to answer, jes show up. Bring this phone with ya." After the message, Vic hung up and was on his way to the meeting point.
Something happened after Carmen went to San Francisco, Vic couldn't figure out what exactly, but something changed. When the boss talked to him last, she told him to keep ACME busy as long as possible, and she didn't mention leaving any cute clues like they'd do for the kiddies. If Vic knew more, he'd probably have a say, but like always, he wasn't told much. So far, things were same-same but different, and Vic kept the questions to himself for now.
In Vic's post above, Carmen okayed the statements that involved her having told Vic something. When writing 'he said' or 'she said' references, run it by the person first to make sure you're not putting words in their mouths.
Secondly, Vic wrote in Dragon's action of 'picking up the phone', according to rules, he should wait until Dragon writes that she picked up the phone first before speaking, however; the action was short and less important than the message.
Thanks for reading!]
Montreal, Canada
Dragon stiffened when her pocket started ringing. Glaring as her breakfast ran off, startled by the sound, she took the phone out of her pocket with a growl. Whoever had just called owed her breakfast. Picking up she placed the phone near her ear.
"Ey, yeahum, this is Vic, ah?"
Dragon flinched slightly as she held the phone a little further from her head. Damn this thing was loud! Or maybe it was her sensitive hearing making it loud. She didn't care, she could hear it so it didn't matter how far away the thing was.
"Yer batt's low, I keep this short: We're meeting at the Viau Bridge, C thinks you're good enough to sniff me out, so let's do that. You find me, we stick together, capice? Don't need to answer, jes show up. Bring this phone with ya."
Dragon blinked as there was a beep like noise and, glancing to the small screen, it said the call was ended. Putting the phone back into her pocket. This 'Vic' owed her breakfast... frowning in thought a moment she realized that it was the same voice she had heard talking with Carmen. So Vic had been the male in the hotel room.
Foregoing the chance to catch up to her prey, she would get food out of Vic when she got there, she bounded off into the city. She knew where the bridge was. With nearly three days going by Dragon had scoped out the city, in secret of course, because if there was one thing she prided herself on it was knowing her surroundings. But without her bike, yes she knew how to ride a motorcycle, it was going to take her little over two hours to get there on foot and even then that was excellent time. She hadn't brought her bike because when you're stalking someone silence is key.
When she finally made it to the bridge she saw someone there... was that Vic? She was going to have to assume so. She approached the male, resisting the urge to sneeze when the scent of chemicals hit her nose and stopped a few few behind him. His back was to her... well okay, might as well make sure this was Vic eh?
"You the one who called me?" Her voice was a bit low for a female and it was, as usual, rougher then your average human being. Dragon blamed all those years growing up in the wild when growling and other such sounds were the only form of communication. Thickened her vocal cords, least that's what her adoptive mother had said, and that's what made her voice the way it did, usually it made first meetings a bit tentative as it had a tendency to unnerve the other person more often then not, well that is once they took in the obvious that is.
So she stood there, her crimson eyes staring the man down as the silence was broken only by the water below the bridge and the wind breezing through the sleeping city.
Dragon took a moment to look at the man before nodding and taking out the phone from her pocket, placing it in his waiting hand.
"You owe me breakfast." She stated as her hand fell back to her side. This man was an interesting one, but if he worked for Alpha then she would be... civil. At least to the best of her ability. She was still working on that part.
"Then let's go get breakfast, Girlie, what do you eat?"
Dragon watched the man destroy the phone, she was actually glad about that.
Dragon thought a moment, she did NOT like being in the city longer then she had, she liked being around humans even less. But she was hun-
"you ain't a Veg, ah?"
Dragon was silent for a few seconds. The shock of someone even ASKING her that question had effectively killed any thought process. Vegetarian? Her? Did he honestly just ask her that? With a small growl of annoyance Dragon gave him an almost deadpan look, one that even the most dense could read as 'Do I LOOK like I am?'
"Steak sounds good to me Vic."
Thinking for a second she decided to finish off the last half of her food before answering, it took her about two bites and less then a minute.
"Care to explain that a bit more?" She didn't really understand what Vic was asking.
Ahh food. She enjoyed it so. She was still hungry but it would do until she had to hunt again. The less time she had to spend around humans the better. She'd head back to the river or something later to clean her hands off. For now she'd deal with it. She needed to bathe at some point today anyway.
She smirked a touch, her canines becoming more visible as she did so, crossing her arms. "You need something blown up, I can do that. You need something stolen, I can do that. You need someone stalked and captured, I can do that. You need someone to take care of someone else, I can do that." She chuckled a bit.
"It really depends on the job." She looked to him. "And please... My name is Dragon." She didn't mind the nicknames, but they were starting to get on her nerves.
She looked to Vic waiting for him to stand as well, she did learn a bit about manners from her human mother. And she remembered that it was polite to wait for the one you shared a meal with to leave. It was similar with the way she grow up, except with more in the pack instead of just one.






