Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150928195402/@comment-26130256-20151001051639

"Hmm, can't say I've met a rattlesnake Faunus before.  Now, normally I don't accept any bribes that don't need a suitcase to carry around," Violet kept smiling, taking the money and Scroll,  "But between Uncle Trigo on your board of directors and all the time Azzie spends with your people, we're practically family." She removed two or three bills from the stack and handed the rest to her receptionist, who quickly stowed it in her purse, then connected the scroll to her computer.

"While that's downloading, I'll tell you the big ideas we found," the capa continued, grabbing a thin folder from the receptionist. "Master's Realm is some kind of shadow organization with operations more or less everywhere.  Their leader is some guy who only refers to himself as 'Master', and I've still got my people trying to dig up some actual dirt on the guy.  Not too much confidence.  Whoever he is, his people are extremely well-funded, especially given they operate all over.  But I can't find any evidence of actual law-breaking on their part.  They're wanted everywhere, but mainly on counts of public endangerment and your basic vigilante stuff.  I wish I had more, but the hacker cave is already running at full blast trying to track something down."

The CATSAI beeped to acknowledge the complete download, and as if on cue, one of the side doors opened and in walked Azulius Cardamom. Instead of his usual garb, he had on a dark green tuxedo with a matching Carnivale-style mask, and a thin-yet-clearly-heavy suitcase. Throwing off the mask, he hefted the briefcase onto the counter and opened it. The thing was completely filled with uncut diamonds that caught the light of the room, shredded it into pieces, and threw it everywhere.

"I want it written down somewhere, so we can all see it.  I. Hate. Atlesian. Threesomes!" the magician grumbled, closing the case and handing it to the receptionist.

"Your complaint has been noted, recorded, and subsequently ignored," Violet yawned, turning to her Scroll. "Now get changed out of that disguise.  I've sold your services to the naughty librarian over here." He turned and noticed Honara, giving her a slight bow, mostly to hide the tinge of blushing on his face.

"Great to see ya again, Honara," he greeted the Eliminator. "Sorry about the wait." He turned and left up a nearby staircase, trying his hardest not to imagine the rattlesnake in anything librarian-related.

"Perfect," Violet smiled, turning to the receptionist. "You tell the De La Croix that we have some goods to fence and arrange a drop point.  Market value of this many diamonds should be at least 600 thousand, so don't haggle to anything less than four hundred fifty." The receptionist flew into action, and the semi-gracious hostess turned back to Honara, handing her the updated scroll.

"Everything we found out about Master's Realm is on here now.  If my brother is anything like he normally is, we have between six and eight minutes before he gets back.  Ten or twelve, if he decides he needs a shower.  If you've got any burning questions, speak now or forever hold your peace."

Inside her head, Violet was cackling with evil glee. Ever since her brother's nasty breakup after he graduated combat school, he hadn't been in any serious relationship that she could tease him about. When she pieced together from Flagg's reports that he may have had a chance with some girl, she simply couldn't let the opportunity pass by.