DAY :048 | DO THE CREEP

[onemind]

CHARACTERS: All
WHERE: Concordia, Misc.
WHEN: Day :048 - :050
SUMMARY: Seek and destroy; the hosts follow up on the three suspects identified at Saffit's fundraiser. One of the three eventually leads somewhere significant...
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary.

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((OOC NOTES: This is the catch-all log for characters following Aytac Devin, Kusuma Ming and Kalup Aquila. Feel free to use these characters however they suit your threads - we'll jump into modjack when and where we can! At some point, we'll highjack one of your threads to direct it toward plot relevant information, but until then don't hesitate to go wild.

If you have any questions, drop them over HERE at the calendar questions post.))

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[decommission]

[ POWER-WALKING WORKS BETTER WHEN YOU HAVE LONGER LEGS, he's still not close enough to call out.

The player scoffs. ] Look - I said I was sorry, alright? [ Behind them it appears that Devin and his group are getting ready to leave with the sniffling child. A young woman on the path to Parker's left stops, clearly getting ready to take a photo - the player abruptly gives a false smile in her direction, not wanting to be caught looking like he's arguing. ]

[unfavoured]

[ Although one might not believe, Parker knows all about public image versus personal image. After all, with the parents she has, it would be hard to miss the subtleties of a celebrity public life. And she spots the woman with her photo and Parer is quick to take a step back. She's going to break that camera if she gets the photo.

Regardless of her understanding about celebrity drama, she harbours absolutely no pity for this guy, or the kid - but much less for Steve and his wonky power-walk. ]

I'm not interested in your apology.

[decommission]

[ Too bad, Conchita. The woman snaps her shot and starts hurrying off, the fake smile fading from the player's face as quick as it appeared. ]

Whatever - [ And that seems to be the end of his patience for her, especially since the rest of the Devin group is starting to move out. Near the edge of the water Steve stops some meters away from Parker, his features pinched as he's clearly deciding whether to approach or just... let the guy go. Seems to be going for the latter since the player turns his back on Parker and starts stalking off. ]

[unfavoured]

[ She's going to break that camera once she's done making this guy's day - and Steve's, by proxy - way worse.

Parker seems to have, for a second, the same amount of done with the player as she turns around. But with the ball still behind her and her waking towards it, it doesn't see like it's going to be the case.

Using her foot, she kicks the ball towards her and then up to her hands. With it in her hands, she gives Steve one final look. Fatality. ]

Hey. You forgot something, asshole.

[ And she throws it, straight to the back of his head. 100 points. ]

[decommission]

[ Slow motion horror plays across Steve's face as the ball sails through the air, smacking the guy hard in the back of the head and causing him to stumble forward. He turns, confusion and anger flickering across his expression. He grabs for the ball, making like he's going to come at her. ]

What the hell -

[ Finally, Steve regains use of his legs and steps forward, calling out to the player and holding his hands near his face like he's clicking something - pretending to film them with an implant he doesn't have. ]

Hey! Smile for the camera! [ The player goes from bright red to blanched. ]

[unfavoured]

[ It's a near victory when he turns around with a look that says everything that he can't- not because he won't, but because Steve barges in trying to salvage the damage (too little too late, you could say). Parker slowly looks at him coming up on her right and then back to the player. Deciding she has had enough revenge - not on the player but on Steve, she clicks her tongue as if tired and looks at the shorter man for a second too long to be a glance. Should say enough.

It sucks when people do what you ask them not to, isn't it? ]

[decommission]

[ Devin's bodyguards are still busy with their master and his grandbaby as they get ready to leave the park, nowhere to be found while this is all going down (or perhaps the elderly man thought it best to leave his distant relative to deal with his problems on his own rather than have his direct people add to the scene).

Either way, when Steve turns to meet Parker's gaze with narrowed eyes, the player comes at him, shoving him to the ground and lifting him up again. ]

Is this a set-up? [ shove ] You want a show?

[ Before Steve can tear himself from the other man's grip, he finds himself sailing into the lake.

The player offers Parker one last glare, crazy bitch muttered under his breath, and this time jogs off. A couple of new onlookers have stopped to watch from a safe distance, though the show seems to be over. ]

[unfavoured]

[ There is a small twinge of amusement when she turns to see Steve fly towards the lake. She can't deny that. After all, she has no actual problems with the celebrity. She did this because Steve ignited the short fuse (shorter the longer they are stranded here in this planet).

She watches the guy walk off and smirks - an actual thing she does with her lips other than scowl apparently - before walking over to the edge of the lake where Steve is currently residing.

She crosses her arms and frowns slightly, watching him. She's not entirely sure he can swim. ]

That rough, buddy. [ She is about as sincere as an unaffected teenager at the peak of their puberty. ]

[decommission]

[ Although he can swim, the edge of the lake isn't all that deep. Mostly he's soaked and muddy. Also cold. ]

Yup. [ Dry as the desert. He pushes his bangs out of his face, wiping the droplets of water from his face. If he's annoyed with her, he's not showing it, instead he deals with the situation with a sort of methodical practice - and besides, his attention is more focused on the sudden realization that he's lost track of Devin completely.

With a wet cough he stands, shaking his head and his arms to send water flying every which way, not unlike a wet dog. ]

[unfavoured]

[ She takes a step back as he shakes himself off and makes a small sound in the back of her throat. Gives him one last look and then tilts her head. ]

I think we understand each other now.

[ Before she turns around and goes back to her jogging. Rude. ]