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Who: Kazuhira Miller (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
b0mbshell) & Ocelot (shashka) & OPEN
What: A honeytrap and an open prompt
When: Approximately 8-15 for the capture
Where: Red Light District
Warning(s): Sex and Violence
1. I wouldn't talk down to ya | Open
2. You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right | Closed to Ocelot
b0mbshell) & Ocelot (shashka) & OPENWhat: A honeytrap and an open prompt
When: Approximately 8-15 for the capture
Where: Red Light District
Warning(s): Sex and Violence
1. I wouldn't talk down to ya | Open
[Kaz has a trademark look that makes him recognizable. And when he gets his first mission, he realizes that trademark look is going to work against him. Luckily having commanded the MSF immediately brings an alternative to mind.]
[Kaz patrols the Red Light district at night wearing black. At least the uniform was easy. A plain black high collar jacket to go with black slacks and boots. The usual stone on his left breast. And along with it? A helmet with a mask.]
[Probably the only time anyone would ever get to easily see those blue eyes; without seeing the rest of his face.]
[For people working in the Red Light District, he'll be looking out to make sure they're not running into any trouble. Whatever their rounds are, they'll eventually have a watchful eye resting over them, or a keen ear seeking out signs of trouble.]
2. You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right | Closed to Ocelot
[The brothel that Kaz chose to find his perpetrator in is one where the guy hasn't reportedly shown up in yet. He's smart enough to not do this alone. There's no room to hide a weapon in leather pants this tight. Even less concealment to stow things away in with no shirt to speak of on At least this time? He definitely has his sunglasses on. Which is immensely more comfortable, he could be naked and be comfortable so long as his sunglasses were there.]
[One of the victims is meant to be watching outside, ready to inform Ocelot when their attacker goes in looking for his next mark. Then Ocelot can come discretely tell him. It's a simple enough plan. Which promises that also anything can go wrong. Kaz doesn't want him to get away with this.]
[Kaz's own mother had been relatively lucky. Most women (or men) that were sex workers didn't find someone willing to leave them enough money to fund a business. Most were lucky to earn much at all, despite their very well-being being offered to someone in exchange for that modest fee. This asshole who dared rob people like that?]
[Well, he wouldn't have minded a more permanent solution than capture but he wasn't feeling all that inclined to be merciful when he thought of the women he grew up around.]
[Kaz watches one of the other workers walk by as he lounges lazily on the stairs, lazy and casual and inviting and internally fuming.]
want some starbucks as I show up late?
...a charm agent? well. his younger self could pull it off.
Ocelot, meanwhile, isn't exactly charm agent material. but he can still lie with the best of them. which is why he had the set-up outside made to look like he was mostly just chatting up the woman, hoping for something more. an astute viewer would know he's not into it at all but passers by wouldn't. finally, she discretely whispers that some weaselly-looking so-and-so (if a weasel were a bodybuilder, that is) was the culprit.
he waits a minute, before giving her a kiss on the cheek, and motioning for her to enter with him.
gotta keep this looking authentic at least. ]
That's okay I went and got my own cup.
[He can't quite pinpoint who their gaze was drawn to. The big guy? God, is it going to be the big guy.]
[A flat, level breath out his nose and he stands to go head off Ocelot near the door. He leans in unnervingly close, the way someone would do if they were going to brush their lips against someone's ear (like half of Kaz's conversations with Venom Snake in his elder years) and asks-]
Hey hot stuff. You see someone you're into?
[Not her, obviously. She might as well have been his grandma for all the arousal he expressed with that.]