[C-A-C] Zan'an Inner City Slums (RP)
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				Title: <strong>[C-A-C] Zan'an Inner City Slums (RP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moraline</strong> on <strong>07-01-2014, 22:48:02</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Zan'an Inner City Slums</strong></span> (RP)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e5/HK_Temple_st_market.jpg)<br></div><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1b/HK-Temple-Street-Night-Market.jpg)</div>On it's surface it's a classic Asian inner city with bustling markets, containing knock-offs or hand-made products for low prices. People here struggle to get by from day to day and organized crime controls most of the streets.<br><br>As you walk through the streets you'll find all manner of typical ghetto life, with tiny businesses, crumbling infrastructure, but still remains a vibrancy to it all that attracts many a wayward tourist.&nbsp; In this area there are large apartment blocks and tightly packed old warehouses - On it's surface it looks much like most first world city ghettos. <br><br>However, deep behind the brightly colored signs lies the real slums. Far back off the roads, down narrow alleys and paths lie the heart of the cities poor along the banks of the polluted river. This is the place that civilization has forsaken and the syndicates have absolute control over. Inside tin shanty shacks are sweat shops, drug manufacturing facilities, and all manner of criminal activity. It's a sore spot for the government but mostly kept contained to just this location and a few small others around the city.<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/00/Zanan_Slums.jpg)</div><br><br><span class="bbc_u">Current Thread Links</span>:<br>[C-A-C] Create-A-City World Building (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193348.0)<br>[C-A-C] Classifieds/L4RP OOC (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193350.0)<br>[C-A-C] Denizens &amp; Business Directory (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193353.0)<br>[C-A-C] Henry Lu Memorial Hospital (RP) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193657.0)<br>[C-A-C] Zan'an Inner City Slums (RP)<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [C-A-C] Zan'an Inner City Slums (RP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>14-01-2014, 23:01:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/43/Katrina-Kaif.png)</div><strong>Name</strong>:&nbsp; Jani Massou<br><strong>Nationality</strong>:&nbsp; Indian<br><strong>Location</strong>:&nbsp; Driving slowly through the fishmarket<br><strong>Tagged</strong>:&nbsp; Yui Sakakorn<br><br><hr><br>Jani hated this part of the city. She was only here seeing a client who didn't dare leave his hide-out for fear of being arrested. She'd basically told him his only hope was a boat to Vietnam.&nbsp; It wasn't her preferred advice, but the man had shot a cop, and been seen doing so by witnesses, caught on a security camera. He was one of her most lucrative clients, but he needed to get out of the country. She'd advised him last time she got him off that he should get out of the bank robbery business, but he hadn't listened. Zan'an was a small place and there weren't that many banks...<br><br><em><strong>Clank-clunk-grrnch-grnch-grnch</strong></em><br><br>The sudden noise from under the engine of the Mercedes&nbsp; startled her out of her reminiscences. Had she hit something? There was so much rubbish on the streets around this part of town, that it was quite likely. But now the car was making a horrid noise.<br><br>Jani sighed in frustration, and tapped a button on the dash of her far-too-expensive sports car. She waited as the built in phone speed-dialed a number, and then almost ground her teeth when the phone was answered in Mandarin. She replied in her heavily accented Cantonese. "Ah, Good morning Miss Sakakorn, It's Jani Massou, Do you have a moment?"<br><br>Yui replied in the same tongue and then swore briefly in some other language - Jani knew i was a swear word by the tone. Jani smirked a little and went on, "I just heard a..." She slammed on the brakes as an old woman sauntered into the road in front of her and yelled out of the window in her native Hindi, "Get out of the road you stupid old cunt!" She hit the horn repeatedly, which only seemed to slow the old woman down ans she strolled casually across. Finally the old bitch was out of the way and the Lawyer went on in Cantonese, "Sorry about that. Yes I was saying, there's an odd grinding noise coming from under the bonnet of my SLK. Do you have time to have a look at it? I'm only a few blocks away".<br><br>The mechanic sounded worried at the description of the noise and told her to bring the car straight in. Good, she thought. The last thing she needed was her baby to break down, especially somewhere like this. The neighbourhood was not the nicest. She was only driving through i because one of her clients had his "office" down in the warehouse district. She spoke quickly into the hands-free pick-up. "Okay, I will be right there. See you in a while, Miss Sakak-" She swore in Hindi again as a taxi shot the light in front of her. "Arsehole, What the fuck? That was a red light!". With a growl of annoyance at the traffic here in the city (which was no worse really than she had grown up with in New Delhi, she hung up the phone and turned left towards Sakakorn Motors.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [C-A-C] Zan'an Inner City Slums (RP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moraline</strong> on <strong>15-01-2014, 01:21:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c5/Yui_z_mechanic_01.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name</strong>:&nbsp; Yui Sakakorn<br><strong>Nationality</strong>:&nbsp; Thai<br><strong>Location</strong>:&nbsp; Sakakorn Automotive<br><strong>Tagged</strong>:&nbsp; Jani Massou<br><br><hr><br><br>Yui had her head stuck under the hood of a 1986 Range Rover. The truck's white exterior had long since faded to an off-white and was covered in dents and dirt. None of it's tires matched and the doors were long gone. Yui was dressed in a pair of overalls with one button missing and spilling down her front, it would have been catching on the engine she was dangling over but she had cut the broken strap away with a dull pair of tin snips some time ago. Her clothes were streaked with grease and dirt and her face had matching smudges. Garage camo, is what she referred to it as. It was the price of doing business in this line of work. <br><br>Deep inside the pocket on the front of her overalls her cell phone rang out. It's ring tone was an absurd combination of intermittent hysterical laughter and a booming piece of classical symphony.&nbsp; Yui smiled broadly at the ridiculous cacophony of sound. <br><br>Yui came up from under the hood, tossing her hefty socket wrench into the open metal toolbox with a clatter.<br><br>&lt;in Mandarin&gt; "Sakakorn Automotive, You've got Yui on the line. What's up?"<br><br>A woman's voice was on the other line, <em>&lt;in Cantonese&gt; "Ah, Good morning Miss Sakakorn, It's Jani Massou, Do you have a moment?"</em><br><br>Yui said, &lt;in poor cantonese dialect, because Yui is of Thailand descent&gt;&nbsp; "What can I do for you, Ms Massou?"&nbsp; The sound of a tool crashing was heard in the background followed with muffled Thai curses as Yui covered the phone briefly. It wasn't the tool that fell off the top of the tool kit that she was cursing at though. Her over-sized green kiwi slushie had made the fall with it and was now a large green puddled of ice slush on the floor. Her shoulders slumped as she let out a sigh and looked down her overalls pant leg which was also covered in green slush. <br><br><em>Ms Massou said, &lt;in heavily Indian accented cantonese&gt; "I just heard a..."&nbsp; &lt;in Hindi&gt; "Get out of the road you stupid old cunt!" A sound of a car horn screeched. &lt;in Cantonese&gt; "Sorry about that. Yes, I was saying, there's an odd grinding noise coming from under the bonnet of my SLK. Do you have time to have a look at it? I'm only a few blocks away."</em><br><br>"Yes, yes of course," Yui said. "You should bring it in right away. The sound of metal on metal is never good. I'll take you right away."<br><br><em>"Okay, I will be right there. See you in a while, Miss Sakak-..." &lt;In Hindi&gt; "Arsehole, What the fuck that was a red light!" The phone line went dead after that.</em><br><br>After the call, Yui proceeded to mop up her green slushie mess and pulled the Range Rover out of the garage bay in preparation for the arrival of the next client. She rarely got a phone call for repairs, people just sort of showed up. Only the non-locals ever called ahead. Outside of Yui's garage there was a pile of parts and a small rack with a few bicycles hanging on it. She fixed them up and sold them in her spare time for the extra money.<br><br>Yui's tall lean frame stood in the doorway of the garage with arms up holding onto the door chain and she half leaned outwards as she swung back and forth waiting for the arrival. Her mind kept turning back to her slushie... She really wanted that slushie.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [C-A-C] Zan'an Inner City Slums (RP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>15-01-2014, 02:00:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/43/Katrina-Kaif.png)</div><strong>Name</strong>:&nbsp; Jani Massou<br><strong>Nationality</strong>:&nbsp; Indian<br><strong>Location</strong>: Arriving at Sakakorn Automotive<br><strong>Tagged</strong>:&nbsp; Yui Sakakorn<br><br><hr><br>The lawyer was, by nature a suspicious person. There werevery few people she trusted. The woman who did her hair was one. And Yui Sakakorn was another. She also trusted the Director of Public Prosecutions - or whatever title he was going by these days. The guy was such a tool... She chuckled softly. She was due in court in a few days to defend one of the local mobsters, and the prosecutor had such a flimsy case, she hadn't even made a motion for it to be thrown out. Seriously, she was going to totally wipe... "Get that fucking donkey out of the fucking road", She yelled in Hindi, and got a load of abuse back in what she assumed was Japanese.<br><br>The grinding sound was much worse by the time she pulled onto the forecourt of Sakakorn Automotive. She sighed as she saw the mechanic comiming out of the shop. Leaving the engine running so Yui could hear it, she slid from the open topped sports car and grimaced. "Yui. It is most good to be seeing you again, my dear", she began in English, then switched to Cantonese, because she spoke it better. "I'm not sure what happened. There was a clunk, and this grinding started. You can here it even stationary. When the car is moving it is much louder. I suppose I hit something."<br><br>This was going to be expensive. Jani shook her head. Mercedes parts came all the way from Germany, and the heavier ones came by boat, or by expensive air freight. The Lawyer just sighed. It cost what it cost, and she could afford it. If she couldn't, she would be driving a Toyota.<br><br>She lit a cigarette and took a drag. "So how is the sexiest mechanic in the East China Sea?" She shrugged. It was no secret she liked girls. The fact that the mechanic preferred men, well that wasn't going to stop Jani trying. Besides there was nothing wrong with some harmless flirting.
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