RP: ISC Phoenix [Interlude 4] - A Hard Day's Night

"Nah, I intend to keep it that way and have some proper relaxation," He said as he got into the elevator and pressed the button for the ground floor, "Jim, I'll just have a cuppa tea, white, two sugars."

The elevator took its time to reach the ground, and when it got there, Luca was the first out, and found that a microphone was thrust into his face immediately.
His eyes meandered down to the microphone, then the man holding it.

"Mr. Pavone!" He asked in a very reporter-esque voice, "What is your opinion on the recent attacks performed to you?"
"Erm - can I go eat some breakfast with my crew first?" He asked politely, "I can't think till I've eaten something."
"Sure. We await your answer."

Luca nodded and moved away with his crew behind him, but then stopped mid step and asked the camera, "Wait a sec - who's 'we'?"
"Channel 4 News," He replied.

He blinked a little and continued on.
"Hm, somebody likes me," He shrugged as he walked into the breakfast buffet, and took a look at what was on offer.

A veritable selection of breakfasts was on offer, again catering to race known around these parts, including the ones who didn't visit very often.
It didn't take long for him to spot Enzo, and he sat down next to him, "Enzo, made a headstart, eh?" He gave him a playful thump in the shoulder, "I see you've made a haul?"

"Upstanding citizenry," Sebastian commented flatly, "Not my strongest suit."
Mel nodded in agreement as she got into a small stack of pancakes whilst idly playing with a 7.62 bullet in her other hand, Anna had her own two cents to push in, "Didn't your mother teach you not to steal?"

John was a little more conservative on his choices of feed, and sat next to Luca, "So, Lukes," He whispered, "Didn't this guy try and kill you last night?" He motioned his eyes towards the disguised Kohanian.
"Shh, I'm giving him a second chance," Luca replied, "I think he wants to see the universe or something, if he was able to understand me, I'm sure he'll keep his end of the deal."

There was room at the table for the others to sit down, including a chair large enough Vincent.
anyone who was observant would notice a Slavic woman nearby wearing a nice summer dress and carrying a purse flashing smiles in Luca's direction on the table next to him.
Luca returned a wink and a smile in her direction.

Zeta accompanied Luca to the table. When the reportes showed up she was ready to get them from Lucas face, but it seemed he didn't mind them so she let them go.

She sat to the table with a bowl of cornflakes and milk and started eating. That didn't stopped her fromm looking around and checking theit surroundings. Only suspicious person was a woman in summer dress smiling at Luca. It looked like Luca was enjoying het attention.

Zeta took a quickly ate her flakes and put her hand on pistol in wast holster ready to draw it. Woman looked unarmed, but she could have hold-out gun in her purse. She could even have cyber-arm under fake skin. You could easily put a blade or even gun in cyber arm.

Oh please, just for today. Don't start drawing guns or changing into the monster. Captain could use some relaxation and I wouldn't like to shoot you lady. Zeta thought for herself.

Seiren was zoned out the moment Luca and the crew passed, thus he didn't notice them. But when he shook himself out of his stupor, he noticed them from the corner of his eye. So, the inventor quickly trotted over to them, pulling a seat out (from an empty table) next to Luca.

"Sooo, Mr.Pavone, made a decision about my employment yet?" He asked, ignoring any look and/or jibe that would come by way of Vincent.

The Koharian kept to the back, and contemplated if he should kill the news couple since they were being bothersome. He flexed his retractable claws in thought but decided they were not worth the trouble that would follow after. He WAS hungry after all.

Instead of walking right to the table though, he took a slower longer path, using his sharp eyesight and smell to try to find out other assassins. He missed what was said about him at the table because of this long trip, and looked at the winking human of a mixture of curiosity and as a suspect to be an assassin. The Luca after all, seemed to attract all kinds of trouble.

After making his trip, he would probably be the last to sit down. He would have stayed somewhere in the back, but he was hungry, and did not plan on hunting down some food in the mourning.

Robert slumped past the news crew that bothered the Boss. He needed some coffee before he could do anything that morning. As he walked into the buffet, he was surprised at the wide array of breakfast items that were set out. He got his mug of coffee and sat down by Luca as the woman walked by. He however was too caught up in his coffee to notice any winking but did notice her good looks out the corner of his eye

Enzo let out a hearty laugh as the Pavones seated themselves around him, each with various degrees of enthusiasm towards his latest shenanigan. Eventually, he decided he would address all of them at once with a quick summary of his actions, "My less-thans-upstanding citizenry has gained me far greater fortunes thans this one, my friends. However, I owes it all to my dear mother who, coincidentally enough taught me hows to steal, thats I gets such a good little bit of money todays. She was kind enough to help me learn my uncles' trade. They deal in used anythings. Mostly weapons though." He further digressed, "Which reminds me, Cap'n Pavone: Were yous still interested in stoppins by my uncles' shop. It's around here, I think. At least, I knows it's on this planet. Considering the acute lack of major cities arounds here, I'd say this is the right town? Shoulds I give 'em a call? I'm sure they'd be interesteds in offering yous a bargain for yous kindness and hospitality, Cap'n Pavone."

Enzo also secretly wanted to show his new set-up off to his uncles in hopes they would grant him some sort of gift or social gain. He had also hoped to purchase a new coat while he was out, so he kept his fingers crossed under the table while he waited for an answer.

Uriel returned to the hotel via the front door, having just recently completed some menial exercises with a dire focus on the muscles that enabled his flight. He slipped past the Pavone troupe and upstairs to wash before returning a mere fifteen minutes later in fresh attire. This would be his first breakfast on Nepleslia Prime, and so he decided to try a little bit of everything. After three trips, he'd seated himself at the end of the table farthest from Luca so he would have room while at the same time keeping his cumbersome wings from bothering any of the other folks at the table. Before him on the table were four plates three bowls, and two cups (one of apple juice & the other coffee). The plates were completely covered and the bowls were full. It was something akin to a banquet in such an environment, but Uriel's curiosity had led him to be unaware of that fact. Experiencing a culture's food was just as important as experiencing their forms of worship.

The angelic man ate quickly, but cleanly; it spoke of refinement and some level of grace that could only be taught through many years. Never did he spill or drop crumbs, nor smear food on his face. Yet, he still had the habit of wiping his lips with a napkin after several bites. All the while, he listened intently to the conversations at hand and tried to watch the many people as they engaged in the various interactions.

Jim, after taking Luca's order for coffee, he rode down in the elevator all the way to the ground floor. The lobby, despite the earliness, was still pretty full of people of all sorts. After the many assassination attempts on his captain, Jim scoured the crowd, looking for anyone that seemed like they would make an attempt on Luca's life. However, since this was Nepleslia Prime, there were many grizzled-looking customers with pistols clearly visible. The surly expression playing across Jim's face discouraged too many people from looking at him, but there were a few who clearly had recognized him from the many shootouts that had happened recently around him.

Making his way to the Spoffi house a block from the hotel, Jim looked at the business card Luca had given him. Godfrey & Morrison, huh? Worth a shot I suppose.

Pulling out his communicator, he sent a message to the address on the card.
Jim looked up from the communicator to see that the coffee place was right in front of him. Quickly ordering two, one to Luca's specifications, Jim headed back towards the hotel. He entered the buffet area to see Enzo talking about a business venture he had undertaken. Quirking an eyebrow, he set Luca's drink down next to him and found a seat.

The Kohanian may have been on planet for a year, but he was puzzled by the drink in front of him. The drink that others known as "coffee" smelled horrible and when he attempted to drink it, he couldn't help put try and wipe his tongue with a napkin.

"Disgusting, what is this mud?" he wondered aloud while pushing the cup away from himself.

Robert, who wasn't too far away from Panther, asked: "What, never had coffee before?" he laughed.

"Uriel, Seiren, good to see you two," Luca greeted them, "I survived last nights events with a bit of help from my crew, and my would be killer," He outlined to his new associates as a coffee was put in front of him, "Thanks Jim," Luca replied as he begun to drink the coffee. White, two sugars, stirred to all hell. He couldn't stand the taste of coffee, but didn't want to offend Jim.

He leaned over to the Kohanian and whispered, "Frankly, I agree," He looked over to the buffet table and motioned to the tea serving area "Maybe you'd prefer a cup of tea, I'll get you one?"
He got up from his table and moved over to the buffet table, getting a cup, filling it with hot water and dunking the teabag into it. He added a dash of milk and begun to move back to his table, when the Slavic woman moved up to him and begun making a cup of tea.
John leaned over to Zeta, and inclined, "Keep an eye on the woman."

"Mr. Pavone," The woman introduced herself politely whilst stirring her tea and with a Slavic accent in her voice, "You seem to have prestige and glamour, as new crewmates and attempts on life suggest."
"Ah, Nostrovia, drop the disguise," Luca was able to look through her wiles easily, in a hushed voice, after having worked with her and fought alongside her, "Whaddaya need me and my mates for this time?"

"We do not need assistance - I come with report," She slipped a paper under Luca's fingers. It had the face of the Nekovalkyrja that attempted to attack Luca, but failed, "You and crew slew cat in picture, yes?"

"Yeah, I did. What about it?" Luca said as he looked at the photo quizzically.
"She was high up on Bounty List. We usually do not concern ourselves with Bounty unless target is criminal beyond dobut. We had eye on her."

"What was she wanted for, trying to murder me aside?" He asked.
"Slaying at least forty soldiers in cold blood, Yamataian and Nepleslian, along with countless other murders, grand theft of starships and government material, fraud, racism and defamation toward the Nepleslian race, flag burning and eluding and resisting arrest."

"Resisting arrest is that serious?" Luca half joked.

Robert scratched at his leg as he listened to the Slavic woman report to Luca. "Hey Boss, am I the only one hearing all of this translate to bounty reward?" he asked Luca in a low whisper.

Enzo spat a stream of coffee and brandy he had just mixed up onto the table and coughed a few times. "Did somebody say reward?", he asked, wiping coffee from his face and the table, "Cuz' I helped."

Luca said:

"Resisting arrest is that serious?" Luca half joked.

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Vincent, all business, scraped his chair in a half-circle towards Luca and Nostrovia. He had pretended not to notice the Slav for the time being, keeping a careful eye on the crew's special agent liaison to the shady Intelligence/Pacification Group.

"If it ties in with all of the other crimes Nostrovia just shot off, skipper," The merc grunted, "then yes. And that puts her bounty quite high up on the list, as well."

Uriel dabbed at his lips before responding, "Mm. A good morn to you too." There was more the Patrician had begun to say, but Pavone was already engaging in other activities. His gaze followed Luca, somewhat curious about tea. Seeing him dip the bag, curiosity got the better of the angel. For all his 'majesty,' Hisshana often felt infantile when it came to exploring the simplest facets of foreign culture and cuisine. While his ears focused on what this female had to say- and in an accent he'd never heard before that was accompanied by poor grammar- the rest of him focused on making himself a cup of tea beside Captain Pavone. His efforts to look inconspicuous undoubtedly came up short as he attempted to mimic Luca's actions in a casual manner. Nothing about a seven-foot tall winged man seemed very casual in a setting such as this, though.

When it was ready, he drank and his face twitched in the slightest. It was familiar to a drink back home, but lacked the sweetness and creamy tactility. Still, it was good. He brought it to the table to join the rest of his 'breakfeast,' keeping tabs on the discussion at hand.

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Robert, who wasn't too far away from Panther, asked: "What, never had coffee before?" he laughed.

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"That is correct human, unlike you, I have not the income for such disgusting mud," the Kohanian stated. He then accepted the Luca's offer for tea, at least knowing what to expect from it. The assassin didn't react to the talk about the bounty, but did wonder what he should get to eat. If there was any fish he would order it.

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"That is correct human, unlike you, I have not the income for such disgusting mud," the Kohanian stated. He then accepted the Luca's offer for tea, at least knowing what to expect from it. The assassin didn't react to the talk about the bounty, but did wonder what he should get to eat. If there was any fish he would order it.

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Robert shrugged "I didn't really either before I joined up with the Boss's crew, before that I just stole it. So I'm curious, how did you end up as an assasin?" he asked.

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"John leaned over to Zeta, and inclined, "Keep an eye on the woman.".

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Zeta didn't even looked on John and said. "You bet. I have my trigger finger ready." Zeta was watching the woman, when se walked towards Luca but she couldn't found any murderous intent. It looked morel ike they already knew each other. Zeta was sure of it when they started talking.

So bounty eh? Damn another reason to be careful. I couldn't protect her boss AND didn't got any money. And Ie could use a boost for her wallet. That was in Zetas minda.

"Your injured friend is correct. Bounty reward is in order," She moved over to her purse, and sat down at Luca's table, letting Luca pull a chair out for her, "Thank you. The lady had a bounty of 50,000 KS, similar to yours. Would you like me to do the division for you?" She took a good look at each of the crew members, particularly the new ones. Zeta, Uriel, Seiren and Panther were unfamiliar to her.
Luca a cup of hat tea in front of Panther and put a teaspoon next to it.

"Why do you have a Kohanian with you?" She questioned, able to look through his disguise, "I thought you didn't like cats."
"I don't like Nekovalkyrja, but he saved me, so I'm looking after him," Luca replied, "Let's focus on what's at hand."

He leaned in, "I'd like to nominate Enzo here to get a good share of the bounty," He pointed out and patted him on the back, "Zeta also deserves extra payment. If it weren't for the both of them, I could have gotten hurt. As for the rest, divide it evenly. Is this okay?"

There was a hushed agreement, and it came to be that Enzo and Zeta were 5000 KS more in pocket, whist everyone else was given 2500 KS, which tidied the sum nicely.
"On behalf of the Nepleslian Government and the Intelligence Pacification Group, I bid you good day, ISC Phoenix," Nostrovia bowed as she left the breakfast hall and climbed into a black car, driving away quickly.

"Hm, I suppose a shoppin' spree is in order," Mel said offhandedly after receiving her payment. After reflecting on what she said (a rare thing), she had an idea, "Wait a sec, Enzo, once we make tracks from this 'ere brekky, we're heading to yer grandpappy's shop."

"No objections here," John said as he watched the money gauge on his communicator rise. He snapped it shut and finished his coffee.

Meanwhile, Sebastian eyed Uriel, noting his manners to be impeccable and behaviour without peer. He felt a little sceptical about Seiren, though. He almost looked like a child, but he did prove himself to be a competent technician during the fight with Malice.
"I have no complaints," He said upon Mel's request.

Zeta couldn't say a thing upon receiving so much money. But she felt bad about it so she came to Luca then.
"Sir. Thank you so much. I am a little confused about me getting so much money, but you can be assured, I will do my job properly. Whatever job will it be," she said to him and hoped that it won't sound too weird.

So, shopping? Zeta could really use that, and she hoped they will stumble upon a clothes shop along the way to Enzo's uncle.
"Shopping would be great, I got on the ship with next to nothing after all," She muttered to herself. Zeta really needed to buy some underwear and other stuff, as much as Enzo could use a shower.