Kwakima System: Anarchy Space
Anton enters the warehouse gripping his rifle tightly as Shane follows closely behind. The meeting was not in their favor. Since the Syndicate gained control of the area, it became incredibly dangerous for anyone not part of their ranks to do any form of business. As such, Anton had every right to be nervous about what he was doing. But this was Shane's only way in. And he owed him.
He looks back at his partner as a third person, a woman wearing a white flightsuit and blacked out remlok helmet, entered in behind them. He glances over at the woman before looking back to Shane.
"No other options? Just wading into Azuka's war with these guys?" He whispers as they continue to walk towards the waiting group.
"Jin's out of options. And Angel still has his head. After what he did? Yes we're out of options." Shane replies with a similar volume but much more of an angered tone.
"I know you had some kind of thing for the princess and all but... This really isn't you." He says expecting a response from the man. When Shane didn't react, he looked over to the woman. "So I assume you're okay with this as well?" He asks, getting the slightest of nods as a response from her.
"So many have died thanks to this man and his crew. Without the Swords, our only option is this." Shane states as three guards approach them.
"Alright. So we're doing this then." Anton responds before the guards reach them.
"No weapons." The lead man states as the others flank them.
Anton disarms allows himself to be checked for any hidden weapons.
"These two are just my bodyguards. In case things get out of hand here. You understand right." Anton says with a grin and a chuckle.
"No weapons means no weapons. That means your guards too." The man replies as his partners step in front of Shane and the woman imposingly.
They hand over their guns and the guy checking Shane for weapons quickly pats him down insuring he isn't armed. The man checking the woman however wasn't having the same luck. She sharply placed her hand to his chest stopping his advancement.
"I wouldn't touch her if I were you. Besides. Look at her. Where's she gonna hide a gun?" Anton says to him.
The three men look over the flightsuit that hugged her curves like a glove. The suit fit her petite figure so tightly it was nearly a second skin. If there was a gun on her, it would be hard to miss. They look back to their boss for approval. A gray haired long bearded old man at the table nods and waves them in. The guards part allowing them to head to the table as the old man stands to greet them.
"Anton Silverstone. Back in business I see." The man states holding out his hand.
"Ah. You know me better than that Niko. I'm always in business." Anton says shaking the old man's hand.
"Good. Good. Come, sit."
"So I hear you had a bit of a falling out with the Orcus cluster." Anton says as he sits at the table, propping his legs across the top of it as her leans back in his seat.
"Ha. Yeah, ever since that whole thing with the Azuka girl getting offed it seems feeling got hurt." The man says. Shane shifts slightly unable to completely hold back his emotions.
"Well that works out for me. Cause I'm looking to sell." Anton says with a grin.
"Moving back in to Imperial space are we?" The old man says and signals to his assistant.
"Well I am flying a Courier these days. And I would be a fool not to make good with the Crimson Syndicate. If the money's good that is."
The old man leans back in his chair and strokes at his beard, glancing at his assistant as he checks his wristcomms.
"The money's good. If you're selling the right products."
"Ha. When am I not?" He says and snaps his fingers. The woman in the flightsuit steps forward pressing her wristcomms to display a video over the table. "Battle weapons, heavy explosives, unauthorized missile launchers with ammo, Imperial Hammers. You name it, I either have it or I can get it within a weeks time."
"Hahaha. That's what I like to see. Well then. We just might be able to do business." The old man responds before his assistant leans in to whisper something in his ear. The old man's smile shifts a bit before he nods. "Then again. One can never be too sure who to get in bed with these days."
Anton glances at his assistant before chuckling a bit.
"I take it you mean me."
"Hm. Well..." He start to say as his guards start to ease there way closer to them. "...Given the nature of our business, you can be sure that we've been looking into your passed deals. And low and behold, it seems you've been making deals with a certain Azuka."
"Well of course I have. The Swords controlled this region on and off for decades. I go where the money goes."
"Of course. Plus the fact these two aren't as familiar to us as you."
The guards point their weapons at the three of them. Anton casually nods to the woman and she brings up a Galnet page of Shane's profile heavily changed from his real identity.
"Shane McCoy here is a five time felon in Alliance space. Last on the radar after working in He Bo under the Sons of Icarus before joining my security team."
"Hm. And her?"
"Oh you know her already. You've heard of the Phoenix of Lave."
With his words, Jackie removes her helmet.
"The hell is this?" the old man says as Jackie flips her wrist forward deploying the shotgun barrel built into her augmented arm.
"Niko. Long time no see. Been working out?" she says with a cheeky smile.
"Haha. Jacqueline." He says laughing despite her weapon pointing directly at him. "Can't say this is a surprise. Still, you have got some big cajones trying to make a move on me." He says.
"Baby you have know idea." Jackie replies.
The old man turns his attention back to Anton and opens his arms wide.
"So this is you're play Anton? Hm? Roll up on me? For what? So you can stay on the good graces of a man receiving three meals a day through a letterbox? If you haven't noticed, Syndicate control these stars now."
"Like I said. I'm here to make a deal. Now, depending on you is the type of deal that is made here. War is good for my business. As long as I get what I'm after I can care less which of you win or loses. Azuka just happen to come to me first." the young man responds as he repositions his legs across the table. "Now enough of this boasting. We making this deal? Or are things going to get messy?"
"Kinda hard to make deals when you're full of bullets."
"By the way Niko, how's little Diana?" Anton says and places his hands behind his head.
"Oh Anton, she's the cutest thing." Jackie cuts in. "I got tons of pictures of her on my Clipper. Wanna see?" Jackie responds directing her words to the old man as a panic starts to show on his face.
"Please do." Anton says with a devilish smile.
Jackie hits a button changing the displays to a slide show of her with a little redheaded girl, no older than five, on the bridge of her Imperial Clipper.
"She's so cute. I could totally keep her forever. What do you think Niko?" Jackie says to the old man.
"What... What do you want..." He says in defeat.
"For starters, your men to take their damn guns off us." Anton says. The old man quickly orders them and the men lower their weapons. "Good. Second, Swords ships are ready to move in and take this base if you think your daughter's not worth making this deal. So don't get any ideas."
"Where is she?!" The old man shouts.
"I already told you." Jackie cuts in again. "On my Clipper. Just can't really remember where that is at the moment though. Think a slave might have taken it to Colonia. Or was it Sol? They didn't really tell me where they were headed actually?"
"The point is, you want to see her again, you'll do exactly as we say. Otherwise they have orders to launch her into a star." Anton adds.
The old man, sweat beating from his forehead nervously nods.
"Fine. Just... What do you want..."
"You're going to buy a shipment of 200 railguns. To be delivered to this location by my man Shane here. A Swords attack wing is going to attack the shipment and he's going to fight off and win in full view for your transports. As a reward, he is going to join you on your next visit to Newcomb and the O Class. You're going to set up a meet with him and Salvatore." Anton explains.
"You won't here from us again until the job is done and he's end. Try anything before that and that pretty little red hair's gonna get a lot more red." Jackie adds in.
"You... If you... You think you're just going to get away with this...."
"The same way Salvatore thought he could get away with what he's pulled?" Jackie says in a fit of anger.
The man sits in silence grinding his teeth as Anton produces a tablet with a list of the shipment info and payment. The old man reluctantly signs the deal and tosses it back in anger.
"Be seeing you soon Niko." Anton says and as he stands.
He and Shane take their weapons from the guards as Jackie covers them before all three train their guns on them as they back out of the warehouse.