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[Waking up in a place that's entirely unfamiliar and being met with the most ridiculous note and being told you're pretty much stuck here is not the ideal situation. Speedwagon knows this quite well at this point, especially when the last thing he remembers is... absolutely not all of this and he knows damn well where he last fell asleep. Annoying.
Even more obnoxious is this nonsense about having to "train" and he's letting out a soft huff of breath as he grabs his black and white checkered top hat that had been so kindly set on the table at the side of the bed and rights it on his head. Can't have that go missing, after all.
There's only so long he can put this off and the heat is even more obnoxious, but such is life when you wear three layers of clothing, including a jacket. Which at least he's smart enough to leave behind, leaving him with just a white dress shirt, black slacks, and brown boots. It's at least less dating than if he'd kept the tie, sweater vest, and coat.
Either way he's finally making his way into the base proper and heading towards the whole "training" nonsense looking none-too-thrilled about the matter.]
Bloody useless, that note was. Didn't even tell me where to go, am I just supposed to assume or wander until I find the damned thing? Such poor design for something claiming to be a "criminal organization". I've seen street urchins run better organizations... [That last part is luckily muttered under his breath as he moves with little clue of where he's even going.]
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[Right, time to figure this nonsense out. It doesn't seem too difficult and luckily he's figured out the voice option was before the video one. Lovely.]
Well, this place is certainly quite different than what I'm used to. The weather being a lot hotter being one of the many things, but the technology here is absolutely fantastical. Never would I expected communication to be like this and from anywhere, at that? So convenient.
I've been informed there's a lot that's quite different from what I may be used to. But I'm nothing, if not pliable in learning new things around me, so I doubt it will be a problem.
But, if I may, is this a rare occurrence to have this sort of... experience or is technology like this further ahead than most?
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Just arrive here? [he asks, sympathetically. His accent is definitely American.]
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Unfortunately. I'd say they made some sort of mistake thinking me a criminal, but... [The briefest moment of a shrug, it wasn't as if he hadn't been one just about a year or so ago at this point. Semantics.]
Forgive me if this is a little too blunt, but that accent... What is it? [Look, Americans are still young and weird in his time! Even if he has a pretty obviously some kind of British accent.]
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And-- if it makes you feel any better, which it probably won't, it's not that they think you're a criminal just yet. They're just-- basically press-ganging you into becoming one, at least nominally.
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No idea what a newscaster is, but I suppose there's quite a bit I don't know, in hindsight. [G o d. He should not be tempted to laugh about the different kinds of British.] There's quite a few depending on where you grew up and where you live, mine's the... [What's the nice word for it?] less fortunate of the London sect, if you get what I mean. [A poor son of a bitch in the slums of London.]
... They're really just pushing people into this kind of thing if they don't have a lick of experience with thieving? Honestly, that's the most piss-poor manner of running a gang I've ever run across. [Says the man who ran one, whatever, it's probably fine.]
It's also plain insulting to assume I'd need some sort of "training" to be a proper criminal. You either learned to take some coin or food or you starved out there. Cutthroat business they're trying to push new people into.
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But yes, they are doing just that. I didn't have a lick of experience with thieving six months ago and I just cleared out an entire hotel's worth of room safes with one of the newest recruits as my assistant.
[There's a simple pride to his words, despite how casually he utters them.]
But you're right about one thing: training's a joke. Mandatory, unfortunately, but I learned honestly very little during my week of it compared to everything I learned from my fellows when I finally went out in the field.
Oh, I'm Steven Durante, by the way. [He holds out his hand to shake.]
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Ah, fair enough. Amazing, the things that can happen through the years. I assume those were more accessible than the papers were unless you got lucky to get one after it'd been read through? [The trash holds some interesting things! Unless you steal them. But details, honestly.]
Seems quite a... risky business, that. In my experience it's still far easier to corner someone and threaten to get their valuables and money off of them. Though that's assuming anyone was foolish enough to go out to my area of the city at night... [He trails off for a brief moment, the smallest hint of a quirk of the lips as he remembers how well that worked out for him last time. Alas.]
Robert E. O. Speedwagon, a pleasure. [Handshakes are good! Also his name is ridiculous, sorry, Steven. But he seems entirely sincere in that name he gave him. And completely honest about it.]
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Pleased to meet you, Mr Speedwagon. [Steven Durante has a firm handshake, but not a crushing one. Somehow he manages to keep a straight face at the name.] I'd almost say 'like the band' but I suspect you wouldn't have heard of them either. ['Or the foundation,' he doesn't, but anime references would be even more past Speedwagon's time, wouldn't they?]
And yes, I agree, mugging is far easier and it's how I usually handle my solo thefts... but there's a so-called hero of justice on the loose who's, ah, particularly concerned with mugging at the moment. And I suppose I wanted to show off a bit. Though really, doing a whole hotel like that isn't too bad if you're any good with disguise--which I am--and you know when the cleaning staff is scheduled to make their rounds. And if you've got some pokemon who can unlock things--you read the part of the letter about pokemon, right?
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Yet.]
A hero of justice... wouldn't be the first time I'd been kicked in the face or some-such other oddity in the midst of doing the job. Not that it was typically vigilantes that did that sort of thing. [Last time was a big beefy dude who he kind of followed home. But we aren't talking about that right now...]
Pokemon... Oh! You mean those weird creatures that was mentioned? I didn't pay it much mind, but I did take what was left on the night stand to bring with me. [And are on his belt. Which are absolutely pokeballs of some sort.]
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... Creatures that can get through locks? [EXPLAIN, THIS SOUNDS ABSOLUTELY FAKE TO HIM. And the look on his face probably says as much, actually.]
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Pokemon... well. They're a bit supernatural.
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Excuse him a moment while he takes a step back because nope, no he does not like that. Not a fucking second of that.]
That is actual floating metal, I think supernatural is a bit too calm of a term for it. [Look. Someone has slight supernatural trauma, it's probably fine.]
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Sorry, [he says.] They can be kind of a shock the first time you encounter one. You get used to them. Should I call Skeleton back to his ball?
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Okay.]
A shock is... the term for it. I might be just a tad skittish with typically supernatural things at this point. For good reason, mind you, but the point still stands.
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[It's a very non-hostile floating key ring.]
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Well, when you getting mostly dragged into a situation with a vampire and his weird merry band of ghouls or whatever you wish to call them, it tends to be a sore spot. [DIO'S A BASTARD, NEWS AT ELEVEN.]
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