Open The Real World

[Jagson]

Drew read the letter then smiled.
He knew he was going to take a big risk going back into England but he had to at least try to have a real conversation with her. He put on a blue button up T shirt with a pair of slacks and dress shoes. This looked smartly in Drew's opinion. he grabbed his sun glasses and a hat and drove towards London.

 

[chredwards]

Sienna greeted the doorman, she was dressed in a golden floaty dress. She sat in the tea room, awaiting her visitor. Sienna looked in her pocket mirror. She was ready to do this.

 

[Jagson]

He made his way to the Savoy Hotel. When he parked his car he took of his glasses and hat and walked in. He went to the tea room and saw her. He was taken aback. This is the first time he actually noticed her appearance. and she gorgeous. He shook his head. 'Get a grip Xavier." He mentally said. ' This is a formal meeting not some date.'
He walked over to her and sat infront of her. " Mrs. Crighton I presume." He said.

 

[chredwards]

Sienna stood up. "Mr. Helingard." Sienna acknowledged Xavier. His looks were attractive. Sienna sat down again. "Welcome to London." She said, smiling. "It's a pity what happened."

 

[Jagson]

" It was terrible." Xavier said. He looked around to make sure no out of place people where near by. "I'm sorry for what happened in Scotland." Xavier said with a bit of a frown on his face. " I acted like a complete ass towards you. Truth was I wanted to figure out what your name was. I also didn't want you to pull that same con you did when we first met on some unlucky person." He took a breath. " Speaking of which why did you run when you saw me at the nightclub?"

 

[chredwards]

Sienna took a deep breath. "You know a couple of months ago, there was that near crash on the street. A little old woman? Wheelchair?" Sienna looked down, trying not to make eye contact.

 

[Jagson]

Xavier looked at her for a few seconds. " yeah I remember that I was a block away from it." Xavier said. " I tried to get over there as fast as I could ecspecially after the bastard just flew right by." He said. He always hated hit and run type accidents escpically in the last two years. " I was planning on taking the bastard down then I met you." Suddenly Xavier remember Sienna's face trick. How she tore of Ms. Silverspoons face to reveal her own. " That was you. You were the old lady." He said in disbelief.

 

[chredwards]

"Elizabeth..." Sienna nodded. "Oh, I used her a lot of times." Sienna sighed. "I feared you would recognise me. So I hid my face and bolted out the club. I found what I needed."

 

[Jagson]

" I maybe a PI but I'm not that smart." Xavier said. " That face trick of yours threw me off when I first saw it. also I was going to let you get away with stealing that cheating bastards credit card. he deserved what he got, but the way you ran from me something told me to pursue you." Xavier looked at her his eyes softened. " Look Sienna. I might never be able to fully trust you but if you ever need anything let me know I'll be here for you." Xavier said. " Also if you ever want to make a more legal way of living I could use a partner as a PI someone who can trick every one into thinking she someone else, but that's five months from now at the least. For right now I could use a maid at my current place of residence. While I really can't offer you money I can offer you a place to stay three square meals a day, Company, and a private beach. all you have to do is clean."

 

[chredwards]

"C...clean?" Sienna chocked on her wine. "Are you serious? You think I'm going to be some sort of skivvy to some...crippled police officer? Absolutely not."

 

[Jagson]

Xavier chuckled a little bit. " I'm joking." He said. " But truthfully if you ever want to start working on the right side of the law Leuric Investigation will hire you in about five months or so when I'm finally able to resume my life." Xavier looked around the room to make sure no strange people where around. " This might sound a bit personal but can you tell me a little about yourself?"

 

[chredwards]

Sienna stopped in her tracks and sat down. "Fine." Sienna looked right into the mans eyes. "My name is Sienna Denise Crighton. I was born in Marylebone, here in London. My father owned a small business that went large. I'm asexual, I'm not attracted to either sex. What else do you want to know? I started conning people because I...had to. I guess."

 

[Jagson]

" You had to?" Drew asked. " What happened." Drew leaned back in his chair. " Look if you don't want to answer that you don't have to." His eyes wondered and he saw a male and female avert their eyes from him. ' Shit.' Drew thought he's been spotted.

 

[chredwards]

Sienna looked around and waited for the waiter to walk past. "It's fine. I conned people originally because I felt they deserved it. I'm disgusted with the world right now. So...humanity has a debt, and I'm collecting it."

 

[Jagson]

' That makes sense' Xavier thought. " If you don't mind I'd like to tell you a story about an old friend of mine." Xavier said.
" He grew up in Memphis Tennessee." He took a deep breath before he talked again. " His mother was a drug addict and his farther was out of the picture. He had to grow up fast in order to look after his younger half sister Bethany. So he started to steal whatever he could. He found out that he was good at it and eventually through months of practice he could con any nine year old out of their ice cream. When he was fifteen their mother commited over dosed on heroine. He did what he could to make it look like she was still alive so him and his sister didn't have to be separated. He started learning how to con grown women out of hundreds of dollars by the age of sixteen. A couple of years later Bethany was raped and killed by a group of men." Xavier shoked off his sadness. This wasn't the time to grieve." My friend fell into a depression which lasted till he was twenty. By that time he ended up stealing a Golden 1968 Mustang from an Army Cornel. The Army Cornel cought him. but instead of throwing him in jail he offered the boy an ultimatum join the army or go to prison.
The boy decided to join the army. It was there that he found his calling. He wanted to protect people the way he couldn't protect Bethany." He looked at Sienna. " If Cornel Richard Davis didn't act as an olive branch for my friend he would probably be dead by now, Or on the run some where." He looked at Sienna knowing that she was probably confused or wonder why Xavier was telling her his life story. hell he didn't even know why he was telling a complete stranger his life story. " The point is even if you don't want me to be, I'm always going to be here for you. because everyone deserves a second chance." He moved his eyes towards the couple and saw that they where looking at him. Drew grabbed his napkin and took out a pen. he started writing.
'were being watched. Say " That isn't high enough" and Throw your wine at me then leave. If you ever want to talk more this is my Cell number' he scribbled the numbers down. ' Take care Sienna.'

 

[chredwards]

Sienna looked at the writing. She grasped her glass. "That isn't high enough!" Sienna yelled, thrusting the glass and leaving. Sienna looked at the man and winked.

 

[Jagson]

Drew stands up and walks to the restroom. He looks at a mirror as he grabbed a paper towel and cleaned off his face.
" Who was she." A man with an Irish accent said. Drew looked and saw that it was one of the people that watching them. He had short red hair. he was wearing a blazer and a pair of jeans.
" An Escort." Xavier said doing his best to protect Sienna from the Mob. " And an expensive one at that."
" You know the Don doesn't care if she was an escort or not he would of put two in her." The man said. Drew's heart starts to race.
" And why would I care about what this Don has to say." Xavier said looking at the Irish man.
" Why would you Leuric." The Irish man said. Drew hits the man square in the face then runs. He makes it to his car and examines it for a bomb. He didn't see any. He procceds to get in his car and starts it.
" Atleast you checked this time." An masculine voice said. Drew looks behind him to see the Chief of Detectives Arran Taylor. He was in his ear
" Chief." Drew said. " Please don't tell me you were the leak.
" Of course not." The chief said. " If I was you would of died in Scotland." The old man moved to the front seat. " I hope you know you just burned your ID pulling this stunt of yours."
" I figured." Drew said. " So what now?" The Chief handed Drew a new ID. Drew looked at it. It was him but with blue eyes and black hair. The name read James Devilan. " Really." Drew said. " James Devilan, The private investigator in that one romance novel."
" and they say that the youth don't read." The Chief said. " Anyways James here is a detective under my personal command."
" Sir?" James said.
" Well your leg healed up pretty nice by the looks of it. besides it's what you usually do. Here's the keys to your new apartment." The chief said handing James the keys. "Burn this car and take the buss to the apartment.
" Yes Sir." James said.
" By the way." The Chief said. " They guy you decked in the bathroom is your new partner. just thought you should know."

 

[ProfessorJeff]

Full Name: Fred Harold Dinson
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Status: Single
A bit about your character: He have a very bad history and he has many scars from the past including his scar above his eyebrows. He makes money from his contract killing important person. His skill on stealth is "Hitman" as he tries to free the prisoners in Alcatraz.
Appearance: Wears a tuxedo and a blue tie and wears a pair of black gloves.
Personality: Evil but silenced, hardcore, has a temper
Age: 27
Occupation: Contract Killer
Nationality: American

Fred walk into the restroom where he saw a man looking at a mirror. He approaches near the guy while putting his suitcase on the floor. He knows that the guy he approaches is the guy who he will kill and get his cash. He just wanted to know more about that guy before he starts to kill him.

"Hey, I'm Fred and your's?" He asked the man while looks at the mirror.
OOC: Waiting for response...

 

[Not Gyro Zeppeli]

Full name: Gotchen Son(Gotchen is first name)
Sex: Male
Sexuality:Heterosexual
Status: Loving father
A bit about your character: Gotchen is the son of Gohan and the grandson of Goku. He's a bit of an idiot but he's still quite strong and loves his family and friends very much.
Appearance: red, spiked hair with a large strand drooping on his face, a green gi with a black undershirt, and gloves that absorb ki
Personality: kindhearted, foolish, generally optimistic
Age: 26
Occupation: N/A
Nationality: Saiyan/Human Hybrid

 

[Not Gyro Zeppeli]

" 'Bout time I came to this city. If only Iso would let me fly. Anyway, I gotta find my son that pokemon he wanted. I think it was Pumpkaboo?" The saiyan said as his train came to a stop.

 

[chredwards]

(I'm not gonna allow this one as it isn't ethical to the real world, anything involving pokemon is to be used in the pokemon RP)

 

[Cicada]

Axel had been subtly feeling for the bathroom sink, having been driven to relieve himself while he decided where to proceed with his own private case. He victoriously found the soap dispenser and began washing his hands when a voice spoke to his left, acutely startling him. He turned his head towards him without an inkling of who he might be. From his voice, he could pick up the fact that he was definitely adult and definitely not from England. He dried his hands on the back of his shirt.
"It's Acke," he responded to Fred hesitantly.

 

[Jagson]

James Devlin formerly known as Drew Leuric was washing his hands in a restroom. To the right of him was an apparent blind man and further down the line a guy with a suite case. James studied both of them. After everything that has happened in the last couple of months he wasn't going to take any chances. He dried his hands off with a towel. He started to exit the restroom as he looked at the two men trying to figure both of them out. The blind guy seemed harmless enough but this American judging by his accent there was something off about him. James couldn't quite figure out what though. He proceeded to walk out of the bathroom and back to his date with a woman he met just yesterday.
He sat down at their table. It was a corner table near an exit. James positioned himself so he could see everything that was going on. " Sorry about that." He said. " As you were saying."

 

[ProfessorJeff]

Fred went out from the bathroom with his suitcase containing a MSR Sniper rifle. He sat at a table, ordering a wine from the waitress. He drinks the 'Grape 1914 Wine' as he noticed the guy that sat on the corner looked at him.

He drinks the wine and paid it to the waitress. "Thanks for the drink, it tastes good." he went to the door and he greets the guy near the corner. "Hey, sup!" he says with a muscular voice. He went to grab a taxi to go to his hotel where he will do his job.

 

[Cicada]

Axel lumbered from the bathroom, walking stick in hand. He nudged the bathroom door with the cane before shouldering it open. He was a little miffed as to why some American - Canadian? - stranger would strike up a conversation with him only to leave moments after.
It didn't bother him immensely. It was more so a momentary concern. But it did bother him.

 

[ProfessorJeff]

Seems there were no taxi passed by. Fred went back in the the building and sits near the window of the restaurant waiting a cab to pass by. He putted his suitcase below the table where he thought it was safe enough. He saw the... blind guy from the restroom recently walked slowly using the stick. He went to help the guy because he don't wanted to be known as bad.

"Hey umm... who were you again, Acke? May I help you with that?" he grabbed both of the guy's hand from the back and helped him walked.

 

[Cicada]

Axel tensed at his touch, even more skeptic still at the familiar baritone of a voice. He snatched his hands back instinctively and thumbed at his wrists awkwardly, as if Fred's touch might've burned him.
"Sorry," he hastily threw in Fred's direction. "I'm fine. Thank you."

 

[Jagson]

James attention went to the blind man. " Excuse me for one minute Sarah." He said as he walked towards the blind man. He always felt the need to help those more unfortanent then him.
" Excuse me sir." He said to the blind man. " Do you need any help."

 

[Cicada]

He drew in a deep breath, wondering what had made him seem so much more helpless than usual to cause so much attention to be drawn to him. He composed himself and felt for his walking stick that he had dropped in surprise of Fred's touch. Axel's hand clenched around the familiar polished wood and he straightened himself to his full height.
"Thank you for the offer," he replied earnestly to the new stranger, "but I'll be fine."

 

[Jagson]

"If you insist." James said. He walked back to his table and sat down in front of his date. He wondered if he could really start a normal life after everything that has happened recently.