Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20160216181001/@comment-26130256-20160821013620

"First, shut up," Violet took aim and fired a round of buckshot into Basilio's knee. His Aura was still strong enough to prevent any lasting damage, but a shot like that would still hurt considerably.

"Second, I haven't killed ya yet because I have mental impulses besides my own amusement.  I wonder," she reached around and fished the man's wallet out of his pocket and examined his photo ID closely. "Basilio Fianchetto ...  I swear I've heard that name... Hold on!"

The capa fished a scroll out of her pocket, slowly dialing a long number.

"The Path of the Harvesters is open to all," a thickly accented voice came from the speaker.

"But it opens faster to those with the coin," Violet completed the phrase. "Bring this phone to Mr. Tong, tell him it's Violet." A minute later, another deeper, but similarly accented voice spoke.

"Miss Cardamom, what a pleasant surprise.  I didn't think I would be hearing from you so soon after our meeting about how reign in the DRB gang.  To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I assure ya, Mr. Tong, I ain't calling because it gives me pleasure.  During the meeting, you mentioned some slimebag went after your lieutenant's son with a cigar cutter.  Ain't that right?"

"It is," Tong fumed. "The idea that someone would act against my organization so brazenly and live is a mark on our honor that must be cleansed."

"I just sent your phone a picture of a slimebag who attacked one of my people," Violet snapped the picture, using way more flash than was necessary. "Wouldn't it be the funniest thing if it was the same slimebag?" After a few more seconds, Tong spoke again, his tone a barely contained rage.

"I just showed my lieutenant.  It is the same man."

"I thought so," Violet turned her head far enough to see the screen of Loretta's scroll, then turned back. "Now, it turns out the Vale PD has a reward for this guy for 4500 Lien.  But I know that 9000 Lien is a small price to pay for honor."

"Ever the merchant, Violet.  I'll give you six thousand for his life.  Overpriced, but still worth our revenge."

"I had to call in some favors to help put this guy down, Tong.  7500 is the best I can do without ripping them off, and you know how much I hate doing that."

"Very well," Tong agreed with a smile. "Send us his location, and my men will pick him up shortly.  Once we have him, I shall send a courier to your branch office with 7500 Lien.  Small bills, as you prefer.  Until then," his voice took a malevolent glee, "I need to go find a new cigar cutter.  Thank you for your assistance, Miss Cardamom."

"You're a peach, Tong.  Send me pictures when you're done!" Violet made one last kiss-blowing sound before ending the call and giving a look to Basilio.

"You pissed off the Harvesters?" she said in shock. "You must be some new special flavor of stupid.  But you made me seven thousand Lien, so I can't say it's a complete loss."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">(Yeah, I stole the gang names.  You can see from where.)