Looking at Noah, she sarcastically said, "bravo... your powers of perception are truly divine... especially since I already said I was drunk, ya jackass." Her expression going dark, she added, "seriously, though, speaking your mind don't mean fuck all when nobody's listening. Most people don't respect words... usually if you want someone's ear, you need a knife to their throat... really gets people attention, that does."
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"Fine. Don't share," William mutters. He slumps into a chair next to Bianca and pats her head. "Honey, I need to talk to you. If you'll excuse us, folks—" He takes her hand and brings her outside at the door he blasted this morning.
"Don't yell at me yet," he says when she opens her mouth. They go back into the city and William sits down in an alley. "Okay. I told everyone I just ran into Kobayashi, but that's not true. I was pulled through a portal into his mansion... I think they said it was in Britannia or somewhere near there. He asked me some questions, but I had a few bombs in my pocket, so I ran for it. They thought I left already, so things got a little more relaxed and I looked around. Kobayashi used one of those telephone things to talk to his boss. He said that he's holding Daisuke's father— you know, that little kid— prisoner, and that everyone was at this place, outside Las Vegas. He mentioned you because you turned down the money in favor of going home. He thought it was funny. That's why he wanted to get me, because he's not planning to take us back. Then the ceiling tiles gave way and I just had to get the hell out of there. I feel bad about not even being able to try getting that kid's dad back out. He's a nice kid. Anyway, Kobayashi and his boss are coming to this city when the heist is pulled off in two weeks. Bastard's got a plan, and it doesn't sound like anything good.
"So I got on a boat and a couple of trains until I made it here. It only took about a day and a half. I went to that casino he wants robbed because I thought they'd try to get you back if I told them a few things. Turns out they're dickheads. Even gave me a few devices so they could listen in on you guys. And then I came and blew up the door. So... should we tell the others?
Bianca takes a deep breath and rubs her eyes. It's her turn to come up with answers now. "There's no way of knowing where Kobayashi really is, so we might as well go through with the heist, as much as I'd like to cut him up. Besides, he's going to be here in two weeks, right? And we'll even get a shot at his boss. Besides, the others won't give up the money that easily. But we should tell them that we mustn't trust Kobayashi, at least, and prepare to kill him when it's over." She kisses his nose. "Come on."
They make their way back to they safehouse.
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Warm hugs and morally questionable advice given here. Prosey BitchfestNoah looked at Alice.
"Nah, in my experience, all it takes is too say the words loud and often enough. They latch on eventually, trust me."
He walked over to the cupboards and made himself a cup of tea. He took out a large mug, filled with the hot water, and added seven teaspoons of sugar. Upon seeing this charlie rolled his eyes at how unhealthy the bastard would be if he weren't immortal.
Speaking to Python, Alice pointed at Noah, and said, "you met Noah yet? Says 'e saved the world. Maybe this one. Kinda hard to tell though, this day and age..." then, her voice taking on far more coherency than should have been possible, "...a world forged from the splinters of dreams..." she seemed utterly oblivious to what had happened, and without skipping a beat, continued, "...hard to tell indeed."
"Hang on a second, what was that middle bit?" Asked Noah, sipping his tea before realisng he didn't add milk yet. "Agh Dammit! This always happens!"
Charlie Facepalmed. Seriously, how could he be a genius one minute, and act like a total moron the next. Maybe he's only good at the wierd things, like battling Immortals and demons, while mundane stuff, like chores or making a cup of tea, turns him into freaking Doc Brown.
"Oi! Returned from the pits of hell, we have! Do I hear a kettle? Is there any tea? There it is! So, is everyone in the heist in this room? Well, get them here, because we have something to say."
Warm hugs and morally questionable advice given here. Prosey BitchfestDaisuke sighed, tilting his head as he heard Alice say it was 'talky time'.
Was this what it was like to have an alcoholic parent?
Well, this entire operation was a pushover.
Shinji made sure to stay out of Prisha's sight the entire way back to the safehouse. An easy feat, really, given how his abilities allowed him to slip silently around people's lines of sight. It was the one good thing Vince had done for him.
Hidden behind a wall, he watched Prisha, now with his normal purple hair head back into the safehouse. He would've begun chasing the kid out to the nearest warehouse if a car didn't pass by. Damn.
Now, he was to wait until Prisha came back outside.
You'll have to give Shinji a moment to pounce sometime.
"Jack, you have debauched my sloth.""Oi, everyone. Listen up!" William climbs on the table, but Bianca clears her throat and he hastily returns to the floor. "Well, the basic thing is, I'm supposed to be spying on you all for the casino, except I'm not, and Kobayashi's probably going to do something bad to you guys, but we'll have a chance to capture or kill him and his boss in about two weeks. Any questions? Is there any alcohol around here? I'll settle for some more tea, if there's any."
Yeah, William has problems staying focused.
"Truly the epitome of eloquence," Bianca says, taking care to put as much acid in her voice as possible. "So, who else is confused?" Warm hugs and morally questionable advice given here. Prosey Bitchfest
"Well," Alice said, "what you're saying is the Firstborn is gonna betray us good 'n' proper — thanks Captain Obvious — but if we strike first and fast, he won't have a chance... then we go for his boss. I'm almost curious what'll happen if he doesn't betray us. With employees like this, I'd be tempted to value my word above cutting off loose ends. But I'm getting the impression Kobby thinks he's way more clever than he actually is." She rubbed her forehead and added, "goddamn, I've got a brutal headache. Normally when I get drunk, that's a bullet I dodge..."
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"Anyway, I was thinking," William says. "They gave me some listening bugs, but I put them somewhere out of the way. If we plant them in one room, and go in that room and tell lies, would they fall for it?"
Warm hugs and morally questionable advice given here. Prosey Bitchfest"Oh, there you are. It doesn't matter much, at this point. He already knows I'm here. Alice is drunk and no one else has voiced their agreement yet." William pulls out a grubby piece of paper from his pocket with a list of cake ingredients on it and finds a pen.
Warm hugs and morally questionable advice given here. Prosey BitchfestWilliam raises his eyebrows and waves the piece of paper around. "Charming. When I have kids I want them to be just like you, so I can throw them off a cliff and feel good about it."
Warm hugs and morally questionable advice given here. Prosey Bitchfest"No," Alice said, "it's not that... it's that you go out of your way to say how you aren't trustin' us." Her tone lecturing, she explained, "how do ya even keep employed if you can't do little social-y things like pretending to like people you don't really give a shit 'bout? Sigmund can smile at a rat bastard even as he daydreams 'bout jumping over his desk an' stranglin' 'em... and that's why he's a multi-billionaire. Useful skill, playin' nice with dickheads, cocksuckers, and motherfuckers."

Noah laughed again.
"You know what? I like your attitude. I prefer people to speak their minds like you, though I'm guessing you only are speaking your mind right now is because you appear to be drunk."