One Last Thing To Wrap Up Before We Go

[butterfly_kiss]

WHO: The Stabby Boys, The Investigation Team
WHERE: Outside of Temba Hangar
WHAT: Attempt to capture and deal with Billy and Stu
WHEN: Night of May 1st
WARNINGS: Violence, attempts on lives

A Plan Set In Motion | Any of the Investigation team who desires to be present, maximum 2 non-tae people per thread.

They've been working on their plans for a few weeks now. Laying out breadcrumbs, coming up with the proper ambush location, working on the proper chemistry for the truth serum (and man had Tae not had fun drinking it and then answering questions honestly to the people around her), and of course, coming up with contingency plans. Only when they all thought something reasonable was arranged did Tae call for the final plan review in the room she had set up in the hospital for their private conversations.

Not that she expected everyone to show up. They'd gone over things so many times before. It would likely be only those most tense, or most willing to rehash the rehashed that would show up. That doesn't stop her from setting up a tray of snacks, as well as a few cups of blue lemonade, just in case.

In fact, as someone knocks at the door and slips in she picks up her cup and takes a sip. Planning would be best with complete honesty.

"Come in," she finally says before sitting down.

Hopefully everything would go well tonight. That was the best she could hope for.

Who Hunts The Hunter | Keith, Billy and/or Stu, Sephiroth

The plan had been laid out. The observation points prepared. The bait set. The ambush team armed with sedative syringes and even Tae's sleeping pills that she'd given to other people when the nights got bad. There were ropes and handcuffs and quiet bodies hidden in dark places near the site of the waiting bait. Somewhere just barely in sight was York, walking on his merry way as bait, one they had been careful to set up as a good target over several nights that week. One that had maybe called the boys out on a personal level.

Hell, there was even a teleporting wolf ghosting along rooftops, watching the android and ready to swoop in as the hero.

And in one dark spot... A certain paladin waited, no doubt ready to spring the trap. A paladin with no idea that theirs wasn't the only set of watching eyes in the night.

The Interrogation | Tae, Billy and/or Stu, open to anyone on investigation team (no more than two others)

Two chairs in the back corner of the hangar, far from the shuttles that waited to carry He Rows back up to the ships in orbit. Bright lights set up to look upon them, to light them from several angles to make sure the nearby set up communication device could record everything. Two young men, tied to said chairs, looking worse for the wear and only just coming around from sedation. Outside of the ring of light, a few others to either join in or call out questions.

And front and center, one very tired and resolved doctor with a glass of some blue drink with a straw put in it.

"Good morning," she greeted as she saw the first signs of motion. "You must be thirsty."

She knew they would be. Her sedative did leave one with a damn wicked case of dry mouth.

"Here, have this."

And she would lean in to offer the straw. Time to drink up boys. To drink up and be honest for a change.

Network Post from Tae Takemi

Please find attached a video of the confessions of Billy Loomis and Stu Macher for their role in the attacks under the guise of a shadowy, cloaked individual with a mask akin to a melted ghost face. Throughout the video you will find that my own voice and their own are unaltered, and you are welcome to verify this through any datapoint knowledge or questioning of Venidelosia, who I specifically invited to observe the interrogation.

These confessions were, in all honesty, given under a degree of duress. They were gained by administration of something I have heard referred to as 'blue lemonade'. It was confirmed through prior records and the knowledge of datapoints that the plant in question induces uncontrollable honesty. I tested it myself to that end, and invite anyone who wishes to sample it to be certain of its efficacy.

Questioning was performed after the capture of the two young men by myself and a team I worked with. In the process they attempted to attack another person, though I understand this circumstance could be viewed as self defense.

No, I will not state who was involved in the whole process. They are welcome to come forth on their own should they desire. All actions made in planning were spearheaded by myself. All initiative was my own. All recruitment was done by me. I will accept full culpability in any punishment that might be levied upon those of us who came together to stop this madness. While this may make me a vigilante, the truth of the matter is that the attempts these boys made upon our lives must end. Our trust in each other must be preserved, even if it can no longer be extended to me.

So please, watch the confessions. Then discuss punishment. My personal opinion is that we ask Venidelosia to restrain them upon the Agrii ship to ensure our safety. It is not as though we can force a change of heart upon them. But I will not vote. My actions mean I should not have one.

I have asked Venidelosia to go in and open this text to inter-person communication. She says this will make it more like a message board so that people can jump between conversation threads should they desire. Please make use of it.

Comments

[butterfly_kiss]

"It looks like a borderline concussion," Tae counters with an annoyed tone. "Don't expect me to take this anything but seriously. Unless they are desperately injured, I can let them wait. The sedatives would knock out most people here for hours."

And they seem to just be normal humans with normal human metabolisms.

[tempredmental]

"I might have broken Billy's nose..." Keith muttered. He winced again, bringing his hand up to press against the right side of his forehead. 'Borderline'? Nah. Keith knew a concussion when he had one. And he definitely had one. He grunted a bit.

"We're definitely past the border..." he added. He was starting a feel a bit nauseous.

[butterfly_kiss]

"Good for you," she says, feeling basically no pity for the man if he had attacked Keith.

"I wanted to give you some comfort. Here's a bucket."

You better bet she'd brought one with her, just in case the sedatives unsettled the stomachs of the boys.

[tempredmental]

"I don't think it's that bad..." Yet. Maybe. He wasn't entirely sure, so he didn't exactly reject having something nearby just in case.

He waited it out, though... her cleaning the side of his face, but the other aches and pains were kicking in now, too, as his came down from the adrenaline high. His ankle, especially, from where Ghostface had stomped on him. Keith wasn't sure if it was better or worse that it was the opposite side of the knee injury from several months ago.

[butterfly_kiss]

"I assume someone is bringing them along at their own pace," she observes quietly while she moves to getting his boots off. Time to check his joints. "What happened? What did I do to get you into trouble? I didn't mean for it."

[tempredmental]

"Sephiroth has them," he said. "He said he could carry them, insisted on sending me back with Kosmo first." Keith could be stubborn about stuff like that, but he'd been exhausted and the headache had started to kick in at that point. He wasn't up for arguing. He winced, trying to guard the ankle when she started to remove his boot, but then caught himself and forced his leg to stay put.

The bruising had started already, indicating that Ghostface had stomped from behind. It was focused around Keith's achilles tendon, though the whole ankle had swelled. Thankfully, his own boots had prevented a much more severe injury, like a rupture of the tendon or a broken bone, but it was pretty tender. The joint would need some protection and support for a while until it healed, and definitely nothing strenuous until he could walk without limping.

Keith did manage to give her a somewhat sympathetic look.

"This isn't on you," he said. "I made the choice go out there knowing what I was getting into." Well, mostly... he hadn't expected them to put up such a fight.

"I don't know what they expected, but Billy came running at me, covered in blood," he explained. "He was yelling about how someone was going to kill him... and I don't know. I didn't want to believe him, but I also didn't want to not believe him? Especially about something like that. He ran towards the hangar and collapsed, but that's when I got grabbed from behind by the other guy. He was wearing the mask." Keith frowned. "That guy had a knife, I'm guessing it's Stu. I didn't get a chance to pull the mask off. But he grabbed me in a choke hold, and had the knife against my back." He closed his eyes to remember before opening them again against the wave of dizziness that hit when he did that. "And... we fought. It was a lot. Billy stayed out of most of it. He looked unconscious, but I don't think he really was. I think I blacked out after Stu slammed my head against the ground." He couldn't remember if he'd actually thrown a knife or not, nor could he remember if he'd actually hit the target (Billy).

"Sephiroth showed up, probably because I hadn't checked in at the right time for us to maintain the all clear with each other out there," he continued. "That was right before I blacked out... I think Billy got involved at that point." He frowned. "He had my knife when I came back out of it. I think he caught one of Sephiroth's wings with it, but... there was more of a fight after that between the four of us until we managed to get them both sedated."