Ancient Treasures (Bailey/Leon GM)

[Blake Oleander]

It had become apparent that his people and his land were targeted specifically.  They wanted what his land had to offer, and while they had won the day it was clear to him that they would be back.  Likely with greater numbers, or more new threats.  He needed to become stronger, that was clear.  It was a daunting task, but thanks to his talks when he asked for aid he had learned some of the questions he should ask.  Territory 4 was concerned about the source of the God's power.  The blood of Ymir.  It seemed a good place to start.  Though he'd not risk a war with the Gods over it.

However, some probing of Virgil had revealed that there was a secret stash of it, unguarded beneath the ruins of old 259.  Some more probing revealed that before it was a territory it was a school.  He was lead to believe the blood was not the only thing of value beneath the ruins for him as well.  So it was him and Bailey would arrive at the ruins of 259 Virgil sitting on his shoulder as he surveyed the land.

"Where is the entrance to this vault of Asiv's Virgil?" 



Name: Research

Requirements: 10 Per

Job: Delve into someone's story line.

Bonus: Look into something involving a rival faction.

Payout: +1 exp, +$200

[Bailey Oleander]

Bailey had joined Blake to journey to the ruins! It was worth looking into,  especially given the lore of his land, and she was curious to see just what all was left over.

Though partially covered by her hair, there was a discoloration under her healing flesh, her bangs hiding the dark bone structure that had started to form along where the damaged tissue had been.

She waited to see what Virgil would have to say.

[Leon]

"The Vault was originally on the administrative floor of the first building."

Virgil would flout over to the rubble and point.

"Is currently twelve feet directly under this spot."

They would hear a sound like rock smacking rock in the distance.

[Blake Oleander]

He'd click his tongue, his eyes moving toward the area the sound was coming from.

"We might not be alone."

He'd flick his blade loose in his hilt to make it easy to draw if needed and he'd go investigate the sound.

[Bailey Oleander]

She glanced in the direction of the sound, nodding at Blake's observation as well as Jackal, who was riding on her shoulder again for the sake of convenience. Who was also eying her, because guess who wasn't falling for her attempts at hiding the change.

"Agreed. Let's hope their interest isn't the same as hours." Her hands rested on her escrima sticks.

[Sean Barker]

Blake and Bailey would find! A brown haired man sitting in a shitty broken lawn chair and busted up umbrella sipping on some sort of drink with an equally shitty umbrella in it, while a lithe man Bailey would recognize as Mitsoumi worked on moving rubble. They hadn't noticed the duo sneaking up on them yet. However Mitsoumi would throw a surprisingly large chunk of rubble to the side and they would be able to hear crying.

"Damnit Mitsoumi, you work the baby!"

Mitsoumi would whole body cringe as if dodging something thrown at him.

"Sorry. Should I go make a bottle?"

The man began rocking in his lawn chair.

"Just.... Dig quieter, please."

[Blake Oleander]

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

[Bailey Oleander]

Bailey stopped in her tracks at the name Mitsoumi, her face paling slightly before she quickly caught up with Blake.

"Be careful," she murmured to Blake. "I've met Mitsoumi. He's...eccentric."

[Sean Barker]

Surprised Mitsoumi would quickly hop onto one leg taking a very serious pose complete with bad B martial arts movie noises.

Barker would look at them.

"Ah, uh... We are explorers and treasure hunters. Just trying to make it in the world."

[Blake Oleander]

His eyes narrowed. If that was true Bailey would have mentioned it since she seemed to know Mitsoumi at least.

"Liar."

[Bailey Oleander]

"Whether or not that's true, I severely doubt that is the whole truth," Bailey observed, her voice at a much more normal volume. One hand now rest on top of one of her escrima sticks, the other at her side. This could go one of two ways, and she didn't want to find out of Mitsoumi could play 'wizard's chess' with anyone other than experiments.

"Most also don't bring babies directly to a dig site with dust and debris around for them to breathe in."

[Sean Barker]

Barker would look to Bailey now.

"Thats what the umbrella is for."

Mitsoumi would chirp in.

"Duh."

Then Mitsoumi would pause looking at Bailey with a more scrutinizing eye.

"Wait, is that you?"

Barker looked at Mitsoumi.

"You know her?"

Mitsoumi would nod.

"I never forget an ass."

[Blake Oleander]

Blake stayed silent but quirked an eyebrow as he glanced over to Bailey.

[Bailey Oleander]

Bailey was fine with the conversation, raising a brow at the quick retort from the mystery man - right up until Mitsoumi started studying her. Even more so when he remembered her, and how. Her lips pressed into a thin line as deep blush bloomed across her face. Rather than the shyness, however, Blake would notice a bit of embarrassment as well as agitation.

[Sean Barker]

Barker would just face palm and shake his head. Mitsoumi would walk over.

"Hello again. What brings you out here? Figure out what you needed in the old base?"

Without getting an answer Mitsoumi would turn.

"Sean, this was the person rummaging around in that old underground lab where Mathew found me."

Barker would then stand from his shitty chair.

"Ah, well that changes things. I'm Sean Barker, pleasure to meet you."