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NERO KAYAKOS


They didn't call it a galactic bazaar for nothing.

'Course, he was fine calling it the other bizarre, the one that meant it was just fucking weird. I mean, take this point of view for a second. You're a kid from Earth. You got trained to fight an enemy in space, and that's the first-ever alien race you ever heard of. The Rau've? Weird guys, overall. Who woulda' expected plants to become a tough race in space? More than that, who'd expect 'em to be the winners of that fight, OR a bit nicer about it either? Not Nero, for one. Not any of 'em, that's for sure. But that's how it was, at the time. Anyway, take that POV, where you know basically nothing REALLY about anything out of what you were trained for as a kid for a few years, then what you picked up in the war and as a Prisoner Of War, basically. That isn't very much. So, take what little you actually know, and then go to that bar from Star Wars. You know the one. That's what being in this place was kinda' like, for now. They didn't know shit. Or not enough yet. For that part, it was easy to end up staring for a bit, which was admittedly what Nero was doing, at least until Flame was tryin' to get his attention 'cause Ashton wanted to travel on basically a mobile food cart instead of a regular one.

"What? I don't care. What harm would it do? I'm hungry, anyway."

For anyone outside the group, Nero sounded like he was talking like he was irritated, confrontational, and playing himself out to be hot shit. And sometimes, one or even all of those could be true. Those more in the know had kind of an idea that that's kind of a result of how his life's been and that he wasn't exactly good at 'people'. He was a tough, and he was completely fine with vicious behavior, as his combat record would show, but he didn't try to sneak-kill any of the Rau've while he was essentially their guest. They treated him alright, unlike the people of Earth. So...well...that's how that ended up. Also, even though he said he was hungry, he wasn't that hungry. He was in a stance of 'I could eat', but what it REALLY was...was this desire to stick with something quasi-familiar and inviting for the time being. And hey, if it also got them where they needed to be, fucking why not? So yeah, he was stepping on with the rest of 'em, and he was fine with it.

There was some friction on the matter, like from Avelyn, but ehhh...she'd come around. They got on the food tram and, well, scans or not, Nero started looking over things. He didn't really go into the scanning himself. He let the ones that were doing it just do it. What HE was going for was something simpler - which suited him, 'cause he hated using the Omni-Tool, sometimes - which was Translation Mode. Basically, if it wasn't in plain old ordinary Earth-fricking English, he'd get the machine to pick out the nuances and tell 'im what's up. If it didn't sound like human enough food, he was skippin'. He heard 'em talking about healthy food, and yeah...some of that made sense, but what he was grabbin' was a little of this, a little of that, and what looked like it could be pocketed and let to wait. Whatever wasn't, like something that was clearly chocolate and definitely a muffin? That was for now. Basically, it was snack-time, with bonus normal easy-to-preserve-in-pocket stuff for later, when it actually mattered. What's the big deal, anyway? They were going off to meet someone from that Moonstrike member, not get to the big fights right off.

Nero came around with his short-term snacks in hand, long-term ones in his pockets, and overheard the convo with Sami, Fin, Iris, and whatnot over the snacks Iris was taking in. He actually let out a snort at Finbarr, going...

"Aw, let it go. Maybe you noticed that life's a bit short for us, sometimes. It ain't a problem, for now. Besides, it's not like they fattened us up at the Rau've place, right?"
@dragonpiece I'm still calling him Wander.
Not for this, mate. I said minor. I will need new shoes, however.


Well, I mean, I just incurred a minor injury, but I should be fine.
This is being left a little open-ended for Double to be able to play off of it and come up with some of the details.

@Double If you need to discuss stuff about what goes on, go ahead and PM me. The mainland part of our explanation of elapsed time is now yours to do as you please. Show us Wu's stuff.
NIKO RENZO


Twenty hours had passed, and in that time, Niko had been busy, alongside Wu Han. Let's break it down.

That night, as the fireworks went up, Wu had suggested that they talk and discuss what they knew, pool their respective information. He also needed a chance to dry off from the unfortunate dip in the ocean. As it was Niko's fault that he'd gotten soaked in the first place, he offered use of his tournament competitor quarters. They couldn't leave the island without some private transportation until the morning, anyway, so that seemed like the right move. The assassin agreed, and soon he was taking care of his side of things as they spoke. Wu described the man from their meeting, what he was like and how he reacted to things. All business, without a doubt, which said a great deal to Niko. The soldier soon filled Wu in on what he thought was really going on.

He started with his exact purpose in coming here to the World Martial Arts Tournament, the original one, anyway. He needed the money to fund a thorough investigation of the tragedy that was the RAMI Explorer tragedy, to discover what really happened aboard that ship. Not the accident that every expert would weigh their reputation against the possibility, not when hey had afforded every precaution and taken along experienced safety inspectors. Not with Derek and Ariel Renzo giving their thumbs up... Niko had been looking for information, or trying to find ways to gain it outside of any potential interference from the Martian Mining Corporation, the #1 suspect for the explosion of their rival's ship bound for Mars. They had the right motivation, gambling alot of futures that could make or break a company. So much to win and everything to lose... The possibility was inescapable, but there was just no proof.

That was why, though, that Niko thought this man was an employee of the MMC. He was a suit, a man who didn't indulge in pleasantries or seem interested in any subject except for the matter at hand, which was eliminating Niko Renzo. Even if he wasn't. Even if he was a hired go-between, it didn't matter because regardless of WHO he worked for, this would lead to the true client, and that's what was important. Everything having been explained, the two men would sleep until the morning, eat as necessary before the first boat out, and check the dockmasters to see if the man had left.

The answer, of course, was a definite YES. He left for the mainland in China yesterday, soon after delivering the job and the money. This made things more difficult, but not only was Niko starting to believe he could do it, but it happened that Wu Han knew the country rather well. He may've had a day's head start, but the man in question was still wasn't that nationality, but something a bit more West. They could track him, they could confront him, and they could get the truth out of him. For Niko's part, he suggested to Wu that they try a ploy in the assassin desiring to know more about the client so that they could do continued business for more satisfying targets like that one. If he didn't convince the man, Niko would step in out of nowhere and say that he could tell Wu Han, or that he could spend a few minutes explaining it to HIM, instead!

They would definitely have the information, and soon.


@Double Dunno. I'm just guessing.
@Double I'm fine going first out of the two of us, however, I can't do it right now.
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