Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread
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				Title: <strong>Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-01-2017, 05:10:33</strong>
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				<em>What follows, gentle reader, is a true account of events in and around the district of Crow's Foot in Doskvol in Imperial Year 847 (all glory to His Majesty, the Immortal Emperor).&nbsp; Out of compassion and respect for the heartfelt plea of those who survived these trials, certain names have been changed to discourage unwarranted intrusions.&nbsp; Yet honesty demands, and integrity requires, that the rest be told exactly as it occurred.</em><br><br>To begin with, Roric was dead.&nbsp; Slain by the jealous treachery of his own second in command.&nbsp; She, one Lyssa by name, then found herself scrambling to hold on to what her victim had built himself with word and deed and iron will wielded against the petty squabbling rogues of Crow's Foot as a sergeant-at-arms uses a cudgel.&nbsp; For Lyssa, though she held the loyalty of the Crows for a time, could not command the same as he...and the promises safeguarded by Roric had been made to him alone.<br><br>Contrary to popular wisdom, there is a sort of honor among thieves.&nbsp; A pact is understood to live only so long as the one to whom it is sworn, and too soon after Roric breathed his last and fell beneath the inky waters of a Doskvol canal, two gangs who had sworn to leave their long enmity aside found reason to stir once again to old and bloody business...<br><br>-o0o- -o0o- -o0o-<br><br>So here you are, standing in one of the last places at least some of you want to be right now--the crowded office of Bazso Baz, leader of the Lampblacks.&nbsp; Out the grimy glass windows, you can see the floor of the old coal warehouse below.&nbsp; Around you, some of his bravos are lounging around, sizing you up.<br><br>Bazso himself seems quite at ease, grinning as he sips from a tumbler of fine whiskey.<br><br>"Fing is, ladies," he says, voice drawling a little as he warms to his subject, "I won't take the piss with you about this.&nbsp; Roric was a <em>proper</em> villain.&nbsp; A rough man when 'e 'ad to be, but fair enough if you minded yer manners an'&nbsp; paid 'im what you owed.&nbsp; Not like them shifty-eyed Iruvian toffs, play-actin' as if they're 'ard enough.&nbsp; Ol' Roric set 'em straight, of course.&nbsp; Showed 'em 'ow the world is.&nbsp; An' credit where it's due, they showed a bit o' sense an' took 'is offer.&nbsp; So long's Roric was around, I was willin' ta let 'em be.&nbsp; Now that Lyssa's stuck it in for the man, that's all done wiff."<br><br>He finishes the tumbler and idly holds it out to one of his bravos, who tops it off from a decanter set on a shelf behind Bazso.<br><br>"Which brings me to the main reason for this 'appy little meetin' of ours.&nbsp; Reckon you've worked it out already but it's got to be said proper.&nbsp; Can I count on yer support when the time comes ta give them nandy boys a good kick inna fork?"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">What do you do?</div><div class="spoiler_body">What do you say? Will you side with the Lampblacks? Will you just pretend to? (Good luck, Bazso is <span class="bbc_u">very</span> sharp). Will you tell him to fuck off?&nbsp; Are you actually here to kill him for the Red Sashes? (If so, do a flashback and pick a plan for the assassination.)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">For Elise</div><div class="spoiler_body">Elise, honey, I notice that you've taken our friend Bazso as your rival.&nbsp; However did this unfortunate situation come about?&nbsp; And what has brought you back here, so close to the man? </div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Bazso</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7e/2a/11/7e2a11ced85406c3b32a9981ed2e64ab.jpg)</div></div><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>12-01-2017, 06:57:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/Elise_zpswenyy9ux.jpg)</div><br>If one had to come up with a list of places in Doskvol that Elise Madarine was <em>least</em> likely to visit, the headquarters of the Lampblacks would be nearly at the top, somewhere above prison, but below the bottom of the ocean. As it was, the green-haired catgirl, usually calm and collected and certainly talkative was silent and fidgety, doing her best to put as many of her comrades between her and Baszo Baz and his crewmates as physically possible. Of course there was good reason for this - a while back she had been engaging the good man in an honest game of cards, quite <em>successfully</em> at that, when an Ace appeared in less than its generally fortuitous manner - seeing that it came out of her sleeve. Which of course led to his generous offer that should she ever cross his path again, he would relieve her of the need for sleeves - namely by removing her arms from her sockets.<br><br>So, one might imagine that Elise had no interest whatsoever in coming within a one hundred foot radius of the man.<br><br>But the crew had been <em>invited</em>, and she was part of the crew. And even though she had argued that her honeyed tongue would not work quite so sweetly with Baz, <em>especially</em> with Baz, it was a case of all for one and one for all and all that. So here she was, cowering in the corner, hoping for once that in this conversation, her presence would be quite ignored. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hexed</strong> on <strong>31-01-2017, 03:25:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/3/36/Lynthia_Vedat.jpg/417px-Lynthia_Vedat.jpg)</div><br>The office of Baszo was an interesting place one would suppose although very little in it kept Lynthia's attention for long although her lips would twitch with the start of a wild and wide grin whenever her wandering gaze met the appraising stares of the man's bravos. Her twitching tail brushes against Elise at times as she's planted herself before the greenhaired one for surely her five foot two, five foot five if you count her wonderful twitching ears would keep the attention away from the silly little liar. The men's button up shirt was dirty and ragged, enough buttons missing that the exposed expanse of pale cleavage would serve as a decent distraction for the eyes if the toned muscles revealed by the missing sleeve didn't deter any wandering gazes.<br><br>Still should her presence not warn or distract folks enough from eyeing Elise she'd let her fingers tap upon the handle of the fine billyclub quite obviously taken from a bluecoat. The shift of a heel and the scrape of metal upon the floor might draw attention down past the worn pants clinging tightly to her legs to the thick leather of her metal-shod boots.<br><br>Sadly for Elise her attention is finally fully attracted, not by Bazso's question to the group but by the decanter of whiskey used to fill the man's tumbler. She leans forwards onto her toes as her eyes follow the bravo's path back to a shelf, ears starting to twitch and her tail's swaying growing jerky as her gaze darts to Baszo and his various bravos with a more considering look to her eyes. The other's can answer the man's question as she's just there as a bit of force if things go south, although surely the rest of the crew wouldn't mind if things finished a tad... early. After all she might even share the man's selection of drinks. Maybe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>04-02-2017, 19:31:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://simg4.gelbooru.com//images/0b/e5/0be5fbbe4a99f714e347e6c8845c9f8b.png)</div><br>Iruvians.&nbsp; To hear the old gang leader talk about them, you'd think they were all piss and no fire.&nbsp; That was...<em>very</em> untrue, and one of those in the room knew it.&nbsp; Mainly because she was one.&nbsp; Yonah Ankhayat, or as she was also known, 'Who?'&nbsp; (Is a joke, reader.&nbsp; The other name she's known by is a matter for another time.)&nbsp; Daughter of an Iruvian swordmaster and therefore one herself.&nbsp; Duskwall was not quite the place she had in mind to come to, but as a swordmaster's daughter, there were plenty of nobility types here in the city that needed someone to do their dueling for them.&nbsp; She was no master swordmistress...but she'd been raised in such a house, and she knew enough sword tricks to be able to fight more than a few duels to earn coin to keep her bills paid.&nbsp; Problem was, duels were starting to get thinner and thinner as time went on.&nbsp; Bills still needed to be paid, so she had...decided to throw her lot in with a bunch of girls like her.&nbsp; People trying to get by and get ahead.<br><br>That it involved the possibility of having to stab people was something just that was a bonus for her.&nbsp; No matter, she was here with the other girls now, being elicited to join in against her own countrymen.&nbsp; Not something she could really do...but Yonah had a mind to do something far worse than shank the Lampblack leader right here and now.
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				Post by: <strong>Dilaculo</strong> on <strong>05-02-2017, 20:19:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/ObWAVfu.png)</div>"Roric was, indeed, a proper villain. Held the district together with a firm hand." The fox agrees, settled back against one of those grimy windows, gaze sizing up the office, the bravos, and Baszo himself - and flicking a glance out one window, to a larger 'crow' among the rest on a nearby building. The fingers of her right hand flit lightly along the spirit charm at her waist, hanging from her gunbelt, swirling along the arcane patterns carved into the lashed-together bones. "The question falls about who will be his successor, then - and my question, Bazso, is why you think it'll be you and your Lampblacks? Why should we throw our lot in with yours?"<br><br>There's nothing aggressive in Lana's pose - there never really is. Isn't all that much aggressive about her words, either, even if leaving the opening to Silk would've been best. Just an honest curiosity in both. Her hands aren't near the handles of her guns, her tail is swishing against the wall, and while her outfit is perhaps more serious than normal - getting blood on anything but her dark longcoat is so difficult to clean! - her grin is just as cheerful, her gaze just as bright, as ever. Of course, with her, that's always the case. A light smile and a bright laugh even in the thick of it. So those who know her might harbor some concern even so...<br><br>But there's still a reason that Lana 'Lenore' is part of the crew, and even in simple questions she's studying potential prey, eyeing the Lampblacks around them and how they react to the others, to the words. Out the window, Nevermore is keeping much the same eye on things from a bit further out, and making sure that a potential alley escape isn't being blocked off. Just in case things go sour.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>11-02-2017, 07:38:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://dncache-mauganscorp.netdna-ssl.com/thumbseg/1825/1825578-bigthumbnail.jpg)</div><br><br>“I would think the answer easily found.”&nbsp; Silk stepped forward and into her role as the voice, if not the leader, of the little ensemble.&nbsp; One hand made as if to touch the ears of her companion, but she only allowed the air to tickle the stretch of fur at the edges.&nbsp; Instead she rotated her wrist to then gesture toward a glass empty of refreshment and turn her head quizzically toward a bravo.<br><br>“Mr. Baz has the strength and might I also say charisma to hold together what Roric was did as a proper villain ought.”&nbsp; A sly smile that was perhaps meant to be charming or suggestive caught her lips.&nbsp; Silk moved as she spoke, allowing the fabric that shared her name to slide over her body as many a man desired to do.&nbsp; Her tail slipped upward between a parting of the silk dress, enticing onlookers to see if that slit allowed additional view.<br><br>Careful of the length to her dress, she slipped one leg across the other so that she might take a seat at his desk.&nbsp; “The question is instead how might we ensure our place at the table he is preparing instead of outside in the hall.&nbsp; Am I right Mr. Baz?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-02-2017, 19:34:14</strong>
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				For a moment, Bazso looks surprised, as if he'd rather expected you to tell him to go fly a kite.&nbsp; This is swiftly hidden by growing suspicion and then by something approximating predatory amusement.<br><br>"Now 'oo said anyfing about takin' over the Crows?&nbsp; I'm an 'umble man of modest means, I am, an' so long's Lyssa's up to the job I've no inkin' to take it from 'er."&nbsp; His chuckle is real enough, merry enough, but his eyes are now lingering on Lana in a way that makes it quite clear he'll remember how she brought up the topic.&nbsp; "I've problems of me own, which is why you're 'ere."<br><br>His grin widens, shark-like, and his eyes drift to Elise and Yonah, then gives his flunky a sharp nod.&nbsp; Said minion promptly pours two fingers of whiskey into another glass and holds it out to Silk.&nbsp; The other Lampblacks are, to Lana's careful eye, a little surprised by this.&nbsp; Whether it's the gesture of respect, or the mere idea of the boss sharing his booze, is anyone's guess.&nbsp; Possibly both.<br><br>"I'm quite aware we've not seen quite eye to eye," he offers, voice drawling a little.&nbsp; Understatement of the year, that.&nbsp; "Business gets in the way and what wiv one fing an' another, hot words've been tossed about.&nbsp; But while I've a bone ta pick wiv dem Red Sashes, I'm 'ardly unreasonable.&nbsp; Nuffin' against Iruvians what don't pretend this is U'duasha or play the toff when they's as common as the rest of us.&nbsp; So a little offer in good faith on my part."<br><br>His attention returns to Silk.<br><br>"Them Sashes 'ave a war chest.&nbsp; Seems a pity, all that money just...sittin' around...be a shame if someone were to knick it.&nbsp; An' if enough've that were to come back my way, I might jus' forget why I ever 'ad a problem wiv you."
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				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>19-03-2017, 01:59:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/Elise_zpswenyy9ux.jpg)</div><br>"To take on the sashes," Elise began, musing the prospect. "There's got to be a lot of gold in there. A <em>lot</em> of gold." She savored the sound of it - mostly for show, using the less flattering aspects of her own reputation for her own benefit. "But... well... one does not just walk in the front door of the headquarters of the Red Sashes and take their money. This kind of operation. It will take careful planning. And <em>time</em> - a goodly deal of it in fact. But I think if you can respect the fact that we aren't miracle workers, then maybe... given the time... and might I add <em>necessary resources</em> for this kind of operation, something could be arranged..."<br><br>She shuffled her feet slightly as she stared out the window in the general direction of Sash territory. As if she were already planning how such a heist might be accomplished, rehearsing it in her mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-03-2017, 02:30:22</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"To take on the Sashes, there's got to be a lot of gold in there. A lot of gold."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Bazso's grin widens once again, eyes almost twinkling.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"But... well... one does not just walk in the front door of the headquarters of the Red Sashes and take their money. This kind of operation. It will take careful planning. And time - a goodly deal of it in fact. But I think if you can respect the fact that we aren't miracle workers, then maybe... given the time... and might I add necessary resources for this kind of operation, something could be arranged..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He snorts, gives a bit of a laugh.<br><br>"Which's why," he says slowly, savoring every word, "I'm askin' you pretty kittens to 'andle such a difficult an' delicate operation!&nbsp; Yer supposed ta be among the best, is what I 'ear from them what knows a fing or two."&nbsp; He sets the tumbler down, spreads his hands in a strangely humble gesture.&nbsp; "Far be it from an 'onest bloke such as meself ta tell 'ighly skilled specialists in the ancient an' respected art of discrete redistribution their own business!"<br><br>Was that sarcasm?&nbsp; Hard to tell.<br><br>"Ye've got a fortnight ta do what needs done.&nbsp; I reckon that's more'n fair.&nbsp; Now, what're such lovely creatures doin' around 'ere on such a lovely day?&nbsp; Go find summat else ta do."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Clock Started!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Bazso's Patience 0/4</div></div><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Hexed</strong> on <strong>21-03-2017, 02:10:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/3/36/Lynthia_Vedat.jpg/417px-Lynthia_Vedat.jpg)</div><br>Elise's reply from behind her manages to draw Lynthia's attention away from the alcohol being shared, a low whine slipping from her even as she gives the greenhaired girl's stomach one last flick of her tail. A step to the side lets Elise and Bazso have their little game of words, her eyes narrowing and her fangs worrying her lower lip at Bazso's possible insult but as no-one else takes affront she lets it slide. The time limit as well as dismissal has her nodding, a glance tossed at Bazso's full liqueur cabinet before she moves to the door to open it and glance out. Turning to stand by the door with crossed arms she waits for the rest of the crew to shuffle out before leaving, her gaze constantly flickering between Bazso and his boys.&nbsp; A wry grin does curl her lips though as she takes a second to focus upon the more sly of her fellow troublemakers. "There is gonna be way to much plottin' for this."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>30-03-2017, 02:22:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/Elise_zpswenyy9ux.jpg)</div><br>Once back at their hideout, the real fun began. The girls' little crew was caught between two powerful gangs and Elise knew it all too well. If that weren't enough, they were now beholden to both. The Lampblacks expected them to rob the Red Sashes, and the Sashes expected them to assassinate the leader of the Lampblacks. Fun all around. Not to mention, time was not on their side. Bazso Baz was known for many things. Patience was not one of them.<br><br>That being said, Elise "Velvet" Madarine was never one for a straightforward approach. Just like with a pretty girl, the old saying goes, the fun's in the curves. And as she sprawled on the leather chair she had claimed as hers in their little hole in the wall, she suddenly was hit by a great one. "Got it!"<br><br>Elise with an idea was an animated and scary thing to behold. <br><br>"We <em>stage</em> the robbery of the Sashes. So only the high mucky-mucks are in on it - and of course, we are going to keep a share for ourselves - and Baz thinks we've done the job. Then, when he comes around to collect. BAM! Problem solved. Kinda sorta anyway..."<br><br>The plan now out there, Elise cocked her head upwards and glanced at the others, tail twitching nervously as she waited to hear their opinion.
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				Post by: <strong>Hexed</strong> on <strong>30-03-2017, 05:19:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/3/36/Lynthia_Vedat.jpg/417px-Lynthia_Vedat.jpg)</div><br>The silence of the trip back didn't bother Lynthia, as it kept her from being distracted while peering into every alley and street they passed. With Elise sprawled upon her chair she settled in a corner, a box of clothes and scraps between her legs that she quite happily dug through. After a touch of digging she wiggles out of her shirt and begins holding worn chunks of material up to it, her tail swishing and swaying behind her.<br><br>Elise's exclimation draws a startled yelp from her before she chucks the balled up form of her shirt at the green-haired one. "The hell ya crying out for?" The more of the plan that the energetic cat-girl explains the more Lynthia's face scrunches up, a cross between a frown and an annoyed scowl. "Ya really gonna play both sides? Least till the end game?" Humming she leans back against the wall, arms crossing over her bare breasts as she just stares at Elise, her scowl slowly turning into a wicked little smile. "Means we'll get ta thump at both sides don' it?"
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				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>31-03-2017, 02:49:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/Elise_zpswenyy9ux.jpg)</div><br>As she was still mid-brilliant idea, Elise didn't even notice the flying shirt until it hit her smack dab in the face, at which point she turned to see Lynthia breaking into that twisted little smile that sent chills up her spine (OK - the boobs didn't hurt none either in that regard.) "Indeed that we shall," Elise promised in that velvety voice of hers that spawned her street name, "It's all in the negotiations. The trick in negotiations of course," the neko explained, arching her back as she folded her hands behind it, "is to convince the other party that you've got what they want while letting them on as to what <em>you</em> want without making it too obvious <em>how much</em> you want it..."<br><br>By way of demonstration, she gave the crew's Hound a sly look and ran her tail up the girl's bare midriff. Truth be told, it was only partially for demonstration - it was also partially payback for Lynthia's stray tail at the Lampblack's and partially... well just because. Elise knew she'd never be the skilled seductress that her sis... - <em>Talitha </em>was. But she wasn't above the occasional flirtation - oh let's be honest: the frequent flirtation - with her fellow crew members, all of whom just happened to be thirty-one flavors of gorgeous after all. And if Lynthia was going to start someone, what kind of person would Elise be not to try and follow where it led? Oh the wonders of the curvy path both metaphorical and quite literal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>31-03-2017, 04:40:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://dncache-mauganscorp.netdna-ssl.com/thumbseg/1825/1825578-bigthumbnail.jpg)</div><br><br>The silence on the way back was merely a way for her to think on the variables.&nbsp; So much had happened in such a short amount of time in this city.&nbsp; Many angles had presented themselves for play.&nbsp; Alliances were there to be made or broken, throats to slit and money to change hands.&nbsp; Silk often saw her mind, her genius as she sometimes referred, as her greatest gift.&nbsp; For now she saw that gift as a curse while her mind toyed with all the possibilities and began to slip into a paralysis.&nbsp; Many risks were there to be played.&nbsp; This silent thought process continued even as they entered their hideout.<br><br>While others settled into their place, she continued her movement.&nbsp; Around her body the silken robe swayed.&nbsp; Glimpses of her lithe figure beneath were caught by candle light.&nbsp; At her wide hips was worn the claw, metallic blades that few had seen her use but she carried with an air of knowledge.&nbsp; Silk continued to pace and turn, eyes staring into the space before her with each turn.&nbsp; Then suddenly she stopped and turned toward Ogre.<br><br>“We have no choice but to play them both.&nbsp; To take the money for ourselves and lay our trap for him.&nbsp; He has no intention of making us partners in his little empire.&nbsp; Odds are he is as likely to take the money for himself and offer us up as a peace treaty to the Sashes.&nbsp; No, best to gain from both sides.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>31-03-2017, 04:49:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://simg4.gelbooru.com//images/0b/e5/0be5fbbe4a99f714e347e6c8845c9f8b.png)</div><br>"How exactly are you planning to let the Sashes know what the plan is, if I may ask?"&nbsp; That was Yonah's first comment when the other girls were done speaking.&nbsp; "Mylera isn't our idiot friend, but unless you make her aware of what's going on, they'll be out in force looking for us.&nbsp; And I would rather deal with the Lampblacks myself than risk the prospect of having an entire Iruvian sword school after us." &nbsp;Frankly, the plan to work with the Sashes and eliminate that stupid ponce Bazso was just fine with her.&nbsp; Maybe if she was lucky, she'd get to stiletto him herself.&nbsp; But there was no point to the plan if it didn't work and they made enemies of both sides.
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				Post by: <strong>Hexed</strong> on <strong>01-04-2017, 04:10:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/3/36/Lynthia_Vedat.jpg/417px-Lynthia_Vedat.jpg)</div><br>The talk has Lynthia's ears twitching before curling down against her head, her smile turning into a small frown. "Bah. Plots an' backstabbing." The tail sliding across her stomach draws her attention to the reclining Elise, arms coming up to rest behind her head as she leans back against the wall. <br><br>"Ya all may have a point 'bout the need. But seems far to finicky. Ain't he gonna be 'specting a double cross? Way to much in our group leanin' ta the docks an' even that fancy school." Her face scrunches up as with a small sigh she slowly stands up, various strips of leather and chunks of metal falling to the floor. Thumps sound out as she slowly stalks to stand infront of Elise before leaning over the green-haired lass, bare breasts swaying with every breath. <br><br>"Gonna gimme my shirt back?" There's a small smirk on her lips even as she simply reaches out and plucks her shirt from where it fell off Elise's face before she stands back up. <br><br>"We keep pokin' these big gangs an' I might have to get more then pieces of armor. Do we have some way o' gettin' word ta the right folks? Or are we just gonna hope? 'cause I'd need at least six drinks 'fore pissin' off the lamps and the sashes at the same time sounds good."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>01-04-2017, 07:04:49</strong>
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				"Good questions," came the bright reply. "Good questions indeed." Leaning against the chair, she started counting off the points on her fingers, working out the particulars as she went along - Elise, after all, did most of her thinking on the fly. "Firstly, yes. I'm sure Baz doesn't entirely trust us, but the fact that he came to us in the first place means that he would rather use us than destroy us, so as long as any meetings we may have <em>inside</em> the school can be justified as casing the place, we should be able to keep him off our tails for the immediate future. Secondly, as to how to get things going with Mylera, well, we already know she wants our friend Baz dead, and would be more than happy if there were some enterprising crew that could relieve her of the necessity of crashing through the front gate in order to do it, but we'll need Yonah to help with the initial contact I think. A trip for a little lesson on Iruvian swordsmanship followed by a more extensive meeting somewhere quiet and out of the way to work out the more sensitive details. It's back to negotiations here. They need us more than we need them, or at least we can make it <em>seem</em> that way, which is almost the same thing." <br><br>With a happy shrug, she leaned back and fell over and back into her sprawling position on the chair, one leg still hanging lazily over the left arm.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>28-04-2017, 05:23:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://simg4.gelbooru.com//images/0b/e5/0be5fbbe4a99f714e347e6c8845c9f8b.png)</div><br>"Maybe...we've got some time before they figure out that we're stalling and both decide to come after us.&nbsp; Having some ground of our own to work off of - besides here - wouldn't be totally unwelcome.&nbsp; And at least let us forget at the moment that we chose not to sit out a war that's going to leave almost everyone involved in it a total wreck." &nbsp;Yonah chimed in.&nbsp; "Where's our map of this run-down piece of slag?&nbsp; I think there's a place on the north side that doesn't belong to anyone of particular importance we could use...."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>28-04-2017, 07:34:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://dncache-mauganscorp.netdna-ssl.com/thumbseg/1825/1825578-bigthumbnail.jpg)</div><br>Silk preferred to do most of her business from behind a desk.&nbsp; She had spent years watching others use their offices and position to establish the advantage long before a client, adversary or ally walked into their presence.&nbsp; There was a great amount of power to doing such things with the advantage of home.&nbsp; Still she could not deny the usefulness of walking among the streets, particularly when she wanted to eventually own those same streets.&nbsp; Local taverns, inns and street corners were precious little points of gossip that she could bend her ears toward.&nbsp; <br><br>The Hawkers were the focus of her attentions during these new outings.&nbsp; A gang of little note or worth thus far, but were quickly becoming more interesting to her now.&nbsp; Her own crew had need of this landscape and she would ensure that their efforts would be directed wisely for the nights to come.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blades in the Dark: Koneko House Blend Story Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-05-2017, 23:24:18</strong>
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				(game is dead)
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