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maskormenacelogs2017-02-05 09:38 am
dun_moch) wrote in maskormenacelogs2017-02-05 09:38 am
It's time we saw a miracle
WHO: Count Dooku catch-all (with prompts for specific characters, plus an open space)
WHERE: About and around the Porter cities
WHEN: Throughout February
WHAT: Stuff. Things.
WARNINGS: Almost certain talk of violence and villainy
A: Mr. Gold, Broom Shop, Heropa
[The Count hasn't been inside the Shop before. He casts an appraising eye over the establishment as he enters, making a little 'hm' sound to himself. It's neat and quaint and homely, very much what Dooku would have expected from Mr. Gold.
The sharp-eyed will be able to see that Dooku has some stiffness in his right arm as he steps further inside, favouring it as though he has recently been injured. But Dooku's voice is strong as he greets the proprietor.]
Good day, Mister Gold. I must say, you have a lovely shop.
B: Mark Vorkosigan, Peter Kane Enterprises, Maurtia Falls
[Dooku is already a PKE investor, which is his pretext for visiting Mark's business today. He's taken the step of wearing a formal dark business suit instead of his standard black space clothes and cape, the better to project a businesslike image. But he has more than money on his mind today, in truth.]
Good morning, Mark. It is a pleasure to see you again.
C: Darlene, Maurtia Falls Crime Museum, backdated to before the blackout
[Darlene has been an unexpectedly productive asset since Pinkman connected her to Dooku in October. Not only has she been discreet about the topics Dooku talked to her about, but the Count hasn't heard any horror stories from Baelish about how her 'computer work' for him has gone. And her hatred for the establishment burns as brightly as her talent in information warfare.
Dooku judges that the time has come to bring her into The Cause, aka the Constellation. Rather than re-use the tea shop he met her at last time, he elects to invite her to an 'educational afternoon' at one of his other preferred meeting places: the Maurtia Falls Crime Museum, a testament to that city's long history of villainy and vigilantism. He meets her in one of the quieter, darker exhibits, devoted to instances of scandal and corruption in local government.]
Hello again, Darlene.
D: Anastasya Griffin, Brew World Order Tea Shop, Maurtia Falls
[Others may have forgotten Tesladyne since its robotic founder was Ported out, but not Count Dooku. His finger remains on the pulse of imPort business and activism, and he remembers this company's work. More importantly, he remembers that Hierophant Griffin has now twice been defeated in politics, which may mean that she is reaching a most useful level of frustration.
With that in mind, Dooku has reached out to Ana for some long-overdue tea. When she arrives, she'll find the Count already seated at a booth near the back, a steaming pot of black tea in front of him.]
E: Leonard Snart, Count Dooku's home, Maurtia Falls
[Dooku is asleep when Len pays him a visit- wearing black, silk, monogrammed pyjamas, naturally. His home has an alarm system, of course, but more importantly it has Dooku himself. The Dark Side is strong in him, and when an unwelcome presence enters his sanctuary his mind senses it swiftly. The Count is awake and moving immediately, his lightsaber in his hand but not yet ignited as he stalks out of his bedroom to confront the intruder. He is not happy.]
Who dares?
F: Free space
[Anything you want! You can reach me by PM or on plurk at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
stroopwafelling if you want to set anything up.]
WHERE: About and around the Porter cities
WHEN: Throughout February
WHAT: Stuff. Things.
WARNINGS: Almost certain talk of violence and villainy
A: Mr. Gold, Broom Shop, Heropa
[The Count hasn't been inside the Shop before. He casts an appraising eye over the establishment as he enters, making a little 'hm' sound to himself. It's neat and quaint and homely, very much what Dooku would have expected from Mr. Gold.
The sharp-eyed will be able to see that Dooku has some stiffness in his right arm as he steps further inside, favouring it as though he has recently been injured. But Dooku's voice is strong as he greets the proprietor.]
Good day, Mister Gold. I must say, you have a lovely shop.
B: Mark Vorkosigan, Peter Kane Enterprises, Maurtia Falls
[Dooku is already a PKE investor, which is his pretext for visiting Mark's business today. He's taken the step of wearing a formal dark business suit instead of his standard black space clothes and cape, the better to project a businesslike image. But he has more than money on his mind today, in truth.]
Good morning, Mark. It is a pleasure to see you again.
C: Darlene, Maurtia Falls Crime Museum, backdated to before the blackout
[Darlene has been an unexpectedly productive asset since Pinkman connected her to Dooku in October. Not only has she been discreet about the topics Dooku talked to her about, but the Count hasn't heard any horror stories from Baelish about how her 'computer work' for him has gone. And her hatred for the establishment burns as brightly as her talent in information warfare.
Dooku judges that the time has come to bring her into The Cause, aka the Constellation. Rather than re-use the tea shop he met her at last time, he elects to invite her to an 'educational afternoon' at one of his other preferred meeting places: the Maurtia Falls Crime Museum, a testament to that city's long history of villainy and vigilantism. He meets her in one of the quieter, darker exhibits, devoted to instances of scandal and corruption in local government.]
Hello again, Darlene.
D: Anastasya Griffin, Brew World Order Tea Shop, Maurtia Falls
[Others may have forgotten Tesladyne since its robotic founder was Ported out, but not Count Dooku. His finger remains on the pulse of imPort business and activism, and he remembers this company's work. More importantly, he remembers that Hierophant Griffin has now twice been defeated in politics, which may mean that she is reaching a most useful level of frustration.
With that in mind, Dooku has reached out to Ana for some long-overdue tea. When she arrives, she'll find the Count already seated at a booth near the back, a steaming pot of black tea in front of him.]
E: Leonard Snart, Count Dooku's home, Maurtia Falls
[Dooku is asleep when Len pays him a visit- wearing black, silk, monogrammed pyjamas, naturally. His home has an alarm system, of course, but more importantly it has Dooku himself. The Dark Side is strong in him, and when an unwelcome presence enters his sanctuary his mind senses it swiftly. The Count is awake and moving immediately, his lightsaber in his hand but not yet ignited as he stalks out of his bedroom to confront the intruder. He is not happy.]
Who dares?
F: Free space
[Anything you want! You can reach me by PM or on plurk at
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Unfortunately, I'm fresh out of imposingly-dressed beefcake, but as for additional protection, I'm sure I could whip something up with the right components.
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[And in doing so, he might learn a bit more about how Gold's sorcery works.]
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[ Another smile. ]
Of course, I'm sure you already know that.
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Perhaps the mystic forces you work with are somewhat different from those in my world. Nonetheless, if that is what must be done, then so be it. What will you require?
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[The Dark Side is quicker, easier, and more seductive, but it does have its own price- a terrible one. Dooku pays it gladly.]
Of course, a bargain can always be refused, if the price is too high. My time is valuable. I do hope that creating this protection will not require a particularly lengthy quest from me.
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Precisely. I'm sure your work is beyond compare, but I do have other avenues I could explore if the investment required is too great.
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We'll make it simple, then: The traits of a good bodyguard, to replace one. [ He counts them off on his fingers. ] Vigilence, Capability, Sacrifice. Bring me those. In whatever representative form you choose, but they must have meaning for you.
With these, I can make what you need.
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[The Count resists the urge to wrinkle his nose. This is all far more poetic than he prefers his acquisitions of power to be. Much less efficient than simply purchasing another legion of battle droids.]
Very well, then. And your price, for this work?
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[Favors can be dangerous, in Dooku's experience. But also useful- so much of politics is founded upon their trading. He nods and offers Gold his hand.]
We have a deal, Mister Gold. I will find your ingredients for you and owe you a favor in exchange for this protection.