12-05-2019, 03:37 AM
(Joint Post With the Great [nation]Shen[/nation])
798 Geneva Street, Elderai, Outside New Riga
John Santel sat in his home in a suburb of New Riga, reading Pride and Prejudice and sipping tea. He had an exhausting day at work, and reading with tea always helped him relax. He loves reading the classics. He sipped again, and got a call. His cell phone read Unknown Number. He frowned. Who could that be at this time of night?. He answered. "Hello?".
There was silence for a moment. Like it had been a wrong number. But just before John was about to hang up a voice with a thin foreign accent spoke up.
" Guard General John Santel? Poseidon?"
He froze. "Yes? Who is this?". He replied in a calm voice, but he was startled inside. His cover could be blown!
" who I am is irrelevant to this conversation General. But what I know could be very useful to you. Are you alone Guard General?"
"I'm not sure I should answer that question without knowing who is asking". He paused. "I am alone, but I am armed. And you must know my reputation if you know I am a Guard General".
" your reputation precedes you. It's why I'm making contact now. I have information that I'm sure you would find very interesting. I'm willing to give it to you..." the accented voice started very calm but suddenly got a lot harsher as it continued to speak " if you agree to some ground rules..."
"I'm intrigued. Go on".
" I'm going to tell you where I will be and at what time I will be there. You are to come alone. You can be armed if you wish but I assure you if you try and attack me no one will ever find your body. I will give you the information I have and then you will allow me to leave. Are these terms agreeable?"
"Sounds Reasonable. I'm in".
" ill be On the docks of the Sixteenth District of New Riga from midnight too 12:15. Once you arrive at the Docks text me and I will tell you the exact Dock I'm on."
John Paused for a moment. "Okay, I'll be there".
Midnight. The docks of New Riga.
It was almost completely dark during this moonless night there is not a single Speck of brilliant Starlight pierce the clouds. The light shower poured down onto the already gloomy City.
It was here but John was supposed to meet his mark
John walked down Seaside Boulevard, the one road going along New Riga's shores. The Sixteenth District wasn't the best part of town, to say the least. New Riga was Generally nice, but the Sixteenth District is the one sore spot on its record. He crossed the Boulevard, pulled out his phone, and texted the Mysterious caller letting him know he was at the docks.
the mysterious number texted back
'On dock 3. Park your car outside of the docks and walk'
Well, that shouldn't be hard, since I took the subway. He thought, quietly sneaking down to dock three.
When the man finally walked under a large Crane and out of the rain a pair of flashing lights illuminated. A black car blinded him with its headlights. Slowly a figure in a brown raincoat and matching fedora walked out of the car.
He spoke the same as the man on the phone. Clearly they were the same person
" thank you for meeting me here General"
He nodded. "So, why did you call me? You must be of the Shingzi Ren, with your Accent and your knowledge of my General Status. Probably decently high up. Why contact me?".
There was a small chuckle from the man in the brown raincoat
" your clever general. That cleverness is exactly why I chose you"
The man sat down the briefcase he was holding and popped it open pulling out a manila folder.
" I thought you would like to take a look at this"
The folder had the image of a rat in a green Talisman on the front. The symbol of the Shingzi Ren.
John opened it, eyes widening more and more as he read. "We already had some of this Information, but a good chunk is new. Who is your source?".
" now General a gentleman never kisses and tells. You should know that. " he said with a smirk as he picked up his briefcase.
"... it's all genuine by the way. I'm sure when you performed your own investigation You can conclude that. Consider this information a gift from the empress. We only ask that you remember who your friends are... this is a turbulent World General. It's always good to have friends".
"Thank you, and please thank your empress for me. I didn't know what to expect, coming out here. After all, the last General Poseidon who trusted someone too much got blown up". He gestured at the folder. "But it was worth my while. Thank you again". He held out his hand.
" of course General. And I'm sure I don't have to say it but I'm going to anyway. If you find out anything that could be useful to us that number will remain active until this affair is put behind us. This could be the start to a very fruitful relationship between our two intelligence communities. I do hope we get a chance to meet again"
"Of Course. Farewell, Sir. Safe Travels!". He nodded, and left the dock, heading home".
798 Geneva Street, Elderai, Outside New Riga
December 4th, 9:36 PM,
John Santel sat in his home in a suburb of New Riga, reading Pride and Prejudice and sipping tea. He had an exhausting day at work, and reading with tea always helped him relax. He loves reading the classics. He sipped again, and got a call. His cell phone read Unknown Number. He frowned. Who could that be at this time of night?. He answered. "Hello?".
There was silence for a moment. Like it had been a wrong number. But just before John was about to hang up a voice with a thin foreign accent spoke up.
" Guard General John Santel? Poseidon?"
He froze. "Yes? Who is this?". He replied in a calm voice, but he was startled inside. His cover could be blown!
" who I am is irrelevant to this conversation General. But what I know could be very useful to you. Are you alone Guard General?"
"I'm not sure I should answer that question without knowing who is asking". He paused. "I am alone, but I am armed. And you must know my reputation if you know I am a Guard General".
" your reputation precedes you. It's why I'm making contact now. I have information that I'm sure you would find very interesting. I'm willing to give it to you..." the accented voice started very calm but suddenly got a lot harsher as it continued to speak " if you agree to some ground rules..."
"I'm intrigued. Go on".
" I'm going to tell you where I will be and at what time I will be there. You are to come alone. You can be armed if you wish but I assure you if you try and attack me no one will ever find your body. I will give you the information I have and then you will allow me to leave. Are these terms agreeable?"
"Sounds Reasonable. I'm in".
" ill be On the docks of the Sixteenth District of New Riga from midnight too 12:15. Once you arrive at the Docks text me and I will tell you the exact Dock I'm on."
John Paused for a moment. "Okay, I'll be there".
Midnight. The docks of New Riga.
It was almost completely dark during this moonless night there is not a single Speck of brilliant Starlight pierce the clouds. The light shower poured down onto the already gloomy City.
It was here but John was supposed to meet his mark
John walked down Seaside Boulevard, the one road going along New Riga's shores. The Sixteenth District wasn't the best part of town, to say the least. New Riga was Generally nice, but the Sixteenth District is the one sore spot on its record. He crossed the Boulevard, pulled out his phone, and texted the Mysterious caller letting him know he was at the docks.
the mysterious number texted back
'On dock 3. Park your car outside of the docks and walk'
Well, that shouldn't be hard, since I took the subway. He thought, quietly sneaking down to dock three.
When the man finally walked under a large Crane and out of the rain a pair of flashing lights illuminated. A black car blinded him with its headlights. Slowly a figure in a brown raincoat and matching fedora walked out of the car.
He spoke the same as the man on the phone. Clearly they were the same person
" thank you for meeting me here General"
He nodded. "So, why did you call me? You must be of the Shingzi Ren, with your Accent and your knowledge of my General Status. Probably decently high up. Why contact me?".
There was a small chuckle from the man in the brown raincoat
" your clever general. That cleverness is exactly why I chose you"
The man sat down the briefcase he was holding and popped it open pulling out a manila folder.
" I thought you would like to take a look at this"
The folder had the image of a rat in a green Talisman on the front. The symbol of the Shingzi Ren.
John opened it, eyes widening more and more as he read. "We already had some of this Information, but a good chunk is new. Who is your source?".
" now General a gentleman never kisses and tells. You should know that. " he said with a smirk as he picked up his briefcase.
"... it's all genuine by the way. I'm sure when you performed your own investigation You can conclude that. Consider this information a gift from the empress. We only ask that you remember who your friends are... this is a turbulent World General. It's always good to have friends".
"Thank you, and please thank your empress for me. I didn't know what to expect, coming out here. After all, the last General Poseidon who trusted someone too much got blown up". He gestured at the folder. "But it was worth my while. Thank you again". He held out his hand.
" of course General. And I'm sure I don't have to say it but I'm going to anyway. If you find out anything that could be useful to us that number will remain active until this affair is put behind us. This could be the start to a very fruitful relationship between our two intelligence communities. I do hope we get a chance to meet again"
"Of Course. Farewell, Sir. Safe Travels!". He nodded, and left the dock, heading home".
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