Giovanni 'Sarcastic Little Shit' Rammsteiner (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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nysalogs2017-08-17 02:30 pm
ofobedience) wrote in nysalogs2017-08-17 02:30 pm
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Who: Giovanni (ofobedience) & Lance (competing)
What: Two new members of the Royal Guard, out to catch a criminal in the red light district
When: mid August
Where: Red light district
Warning(s): idk, themes of sex work?
[In essence, it's a simple enough job. Hot on the heels of his acceptance into the Royal Guard and having been given his patrol area, he'd been informed of reports on a man who's been pulling knives on sex workers who ply their trade out on the streets rather than within the protection of any particular brothel. A criminal who has yet to cause physical harm, but who robs the workers of their silver rather than paying for the services he's received. His identity is unknown-- all reports indicate a person of varying appearance, having led to the conclusion that the perpetrator is, in fact, a shapeshifter. All Giovanni needs to do is to catch him in the act, bring him in, report to Ashti.
Only, catching a shapeshifter isn't the easiest of things to do, and whilst he may have a dramatically enhanced skill set, he isn't capable of being everywhere at once. There are a multitude of street-walking sex workers in this sector, any number of secluded spaces and darkened alcoves were people can slink off to have their fun...or commit a crime, in this case.
And so after a few unsuccessful days of taking the more traditional approach, the conclusion is drawn that it would be far easier should the criminal in question come to them, rather than the other way around. Which is how Giovanni and the fellow new recruit he happens to have roped in have ended up in their current position, standing about on the streets, attempting to look as though they belong there.
Despite the discomfort he feels in being so incredibly dressed down, Giovanni retains all his usual easy grace, leaning loose-limbed against a red-hued lamppost, hips jauntily cocked, and yes his current attire leaves the cruel bite of his metal collar on full display, but in a situation like this it looks fetishistic enough to leave many questions unasked. His lips curl into an uneven smile as he looks over at Lance, his expression all wry amusement.]
Try to relax, will you? You're supposed to look enticing, not guilty.
ofobedience) & Lance (competing)What: Two new members of the Royal Guard, out to catch a criminal in the red light district
When: mid August
Where: Red light district
Warning(s): idk, themes of sex work?
[In essence, it's a simple enough job. Hot on the heels of his acceptance into the Royal Guard and having been given his patrol area, he'd been informed of reports on a man who's been pulling knives on sex workers who ply their trade out on the streets rather than within the protection of any particular brothel. A criminal who has yet to cause physical harm, but who robs the workers of their silver rather than paying for the services he's received. His identity is unknown-- all reports indicate a person of varying appearance, having led to the conclusion that the perpetrator is, in fact, a shapeshifter. All Giovanni needs to do is to catch him in the act, bring him in, report to Ashti.
Only, catching a shapeshifter isn't the easiest of things to do, and whilst he may have a dramatically enhanced skill set, he isn't capable of being everywhere at once. There are a multitude of street-walking sex workers in this sector, any number of secluded spaces and darkened alcoves were people can slink off to have their fun...or commit a crime, in this case.
And so after a few unsuccessful days of taking the more traditional approach, the conclusion is drawn that it would be far easier should the criminal in question come to them, rather than the other way around. Which is how Giovanni and the fellow new recruit he happens to have roped in have ended up in their current position, standing about on the streets, attempting to look as though they belong there.
Despite the discomfort he feels in being so incredibly dressed down, Giovanni retains all his usual easy grace, leaning loose-limbed against a red-hued lamppost, hips jauntily cocked, and yes his current attire leaves the cruel bite of his metal collar on full display, but in a situation like this it looks fetishistic enough to leave many questions unasked. His lips curl into an uneven smile as he looks over at Lance, his expression all wry amusement.]
Try to relax, will you? You're supposed to look enticing, not guilty.
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[He says it with a blasé shrug as he moves to grab the unconscious being by the inert shoulders, lifts him with a startling kind of ease and slings him over one narrow shoulder. Never mind that the alien is now an unwieldy shape, sporting those extra limbs, nor that he's considerably taller than Giovanni himself. The warhound has no qualms about letting parts of him drag against the ground.
A capture was asked for, but there was never any indication given that they were expected to treat their prisoner with respect.]
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once's actually back on his feet, his hands move to absently rearrange his clothing, mostly just to give his hands something to do. one hand finds the sharktooth necklace still around his neck, carefully settling the pendant over his collarbone where it's meant to rest. ]
That was... wild. [ to put it lightly. he follows along behind giovanni, just a few paces slower. ] Thanks for coming in when you did.
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[He says it with a bright, crooked smile, though no doubt the expression remains hidden from view as he fails to turn around, keeps walking with the younger boy still trailing his heels. But look, he's not all bad--]
You played the part perfectly, though. Who knows, perhaps we'd never have caught him if you hadn't seemed quite so inexperienced. Your assistance is appreciated.
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Yeah, yeah, laugh it up... We got the guy, didn't we? That's all that matters.
[ or needs to be said!! don't tell anyone about this gio... he'll cry.... ]
finish up around here?
That we did. There's no need to be sensitive about it.
[He makes no promises.]
Let's just get our prisoner back to Ashti, shall we? I'm sure we're both keen to get out of these clothes.
[And he'll lead them both, then, back to Royal Guard headquartres, their unconscious captive dragged along with them.]