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Post by Bowser on Sept 1, 2010 13:09:19 GMT -5
Underground Rogueport; the one place two mafias could meet in broad daylight. Neutral territory, and anyone else there was too smart to say anything. The underground part was ruins adjacent to a sewer system, but it was a good meeting place. It was the one place in the kingdom cops NEVER went.
Bowser sat, waiting in the old building. Why Mewtwo wanted to meet was beyond him, but the Koopa King had backup, just in case. Ludwig, his eldest son, personal guard, and head of security, stood by his side, arms folded.
Ludwig's dark blue hair was wild, as usual, and he had a serious look on his face.
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Post by Orange on Sept 4, 2010 12:39:47 GMT -5
Like always, Ali was the first to enter the room.
She stepped inside the old building, experienced eyes glancing around, searching for any sort of trap or attack that might cause harm to her father. When nothing glaring obvious was noticed, her head turned towards Bowser, and she bowed her head respectfully. There was a light smile on her face, one that was mild and revealed nothing.
"Good afternoon, King Bowser and Prince Ludwig."
Like always, her tone was respectful and warm.
This was the procedure Mewtwo and his daughters had followed since the two had claimed their spots in his most trusted. Ali, his second, always entered first, glancing around for anything that might be out of place. She would then greet those they would be meeting, and step to the side (which she did so then) to allow Mewtwo and Hannah to enter. Hannah, like always, would have Horace and Maxine out and by her side. This established she was the protector of the Don.
"I am glad you decided to accept my offer to talk," Mewtwo's voice, genuinely grateful, broke through the silence that had settled after his daughter had finished her greeting. He entered the room, dressed in his white Armani, with his other daughter pulling up the rear. His eyes were warm. "We have a lot to talk about."[/color]
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Post by Violet on Sept 4, 2010 15:14:41 GMT -5
Hannah was wary.
Koopas weren't known for their kindness, especially not the King of the Koopas, and the whole thing... She didn't like this, not one bit. She couldn't even really remember why they were there... but she wasn't going to let her dad know that. He'd get on to her for her bad memory.
She took her place on his left side, standing straight and tall with both her Houndooms alongside her, grey eyes alert for any sign of danger. It was obvious what her roll was, and she wasn't going to let anyone at the meeting forget that. If someone tried to hurt Mewtwo, there would be hell to pay.
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Post by Bowser, Jr. on Sept 6, 2010 19:49:33 GMT -5
Bowser Jr. sat next to his father, leaning forward slightly. He rested his chin on his fist, watching as Orange walked in, followed by Mewtwo and then Violet. He only knew these two because of what others had told him.
Still, as the second one walked in, he felt something awkward rising in his pants. He crossed his legs and cleared his throat, color rising to his cheeks. He licked his snout and looked at his father, scratching the back of his head. He wasn't sure what was suppose to be going on either.
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Post by Bowser on Sept 6, 2010 20:05:44 GMT -5
Ludwig nodded silently at Orange, then Mewtwo and Violet walked in. Arms still folded, he tilted his head to the left, then the right, audibly cracking it. His eyes met Violet's with a very cocky, challenging glance. Real bodyguards didn't need any help. The fact that a bodyguard essentially had guard dogs...well, the thought made him laugh inside. A confident smirk was plastered on his face.
"Greetings, on behalf of the family," he said to Orange. His boys knew very well that Daddy would handle the business. Ludwig was both his bodyguard and intellectual advisor. Junior was not only his second in command and heir to the thrown--despite being the youngest--Junior was also quite intimidating, looking very similar to his father.
He nodded at Mewtwo, knowing full well what both of his boys were thinking. Ludwig, he knew wanted to prove who the better guard was. Junior...well, he knew Junior was still growing and decided not to go any farther.
"Honor," he said simply. "That we do. Now, if you don't mind, Two. Let's cut the chitchat and get to business, shall we?"
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Post by Mewtwo on Sept 10, 2010 22:01:58 GMT -5
Mewtwo nodded in agreement, moving forwards so he could sit at the table, across from Bowser. He waited until his children had taken their spots beside him, the older with her clipboard held tight in her hands, to give Orange a look; the redhead moved to place a piece of paper - an offer - on the table. She scurried back.
"My father wishes to offer you a momentary truce,"[/color] she said, stepping beside Mewtwo. Her eyes flicked to Ludwig, then BJ, "The territory is..." Her eyes flicked to Mewtwo.
He took it up from there, "The Cannibal has been spotted in my territory, and I do not have the time to make sure those in my territory are safe, as well as continuing my fued with the other dons. I am asking that you do not attempt to take my territory until after this... messy business is concluded."
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Post by Ganondorf on Sept 12, 2010 23:11:19 GMT -5
The room fell quiet as a tall shadowy figure appeared in the doorway. Ganondorf Walked in and pulled up a seat. He slowly sat down, and smiled.
"Did you really try to throw this party without inviting me?"
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Post by Violet on Sept 13, 2010 19:45:06 GMT -5
Except, the room wasn't so quiet.
The moment she had even sensed Ganondorf's presence, Maxine had began snarling, head pointed towards where he stood. Hannah, herself, was more then a bit upset by his appearance, but she managed to keep herself quiet about it; even if her beloved Houndoom couldn't.
A bodyguard was to be seen, and not heard.
"Max," she hissed through gritted teeth, glaring down at her Pokemon.
"I want him out," Maxine whimpered as her growling stopped, pressing herself to Hannah's thigh. The Pokemon trainer couldn't help but sigh, rolling her eyes.
"Nothin' we can do about him, Max."
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Post by Ganondorf on Sept 13, 2010 20:19:22 GMT -5
"Your friend is right. And maybe even a little intelligent. Maybe. At least it knows that I can not be touched..." Ganondorf held up his hand to show a Triforce, the top triangle glowing "Without heavy consequence... Ganondorf cleared his throat. "So a Cannibal is loose, you say? Yea, I have heard stories about him. Is he a threat to me? No. I can watch my head. You, on the other hand...."
He leaned forward and smiled. He looked at the Body guards and straightened up. Funny, they would both bring Guards. A sign of Weakness.
"So this Cannibal in the immigration district makes you a little weak, and you want us to step down? Asking me to try not to cut your throat is asking a lot. If a dog backed down every time its victim pleaded for mercy, this world wouldn't be the same, and you know it. So how about this... You give me your orphanage, and we may have a deal. Does that sound like a fair trade?"
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Post by Bowser, Jr. on Sept 13, 2010 21:07:33 GMT -5
Bowser Jr. rose from his seat when the man walked in. But he soon sat down when no one else from his family reacted. He cleared his throat and sat down. "I don't trust him..." he grumbled quietly. Still, he glanced at his father. If there was any indication from the Koopa King, he would gladly take this vile creature out.
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Post by Bowser on Sept 13, 2010 21:19:13 GMT -5
"Same," Ludwig whispered to his brother.
Bowser motioned the boys to be quiet, his eyes shifting from Ganon to Mewtwo. He had different reason for bringing 'Guards.' His were the heirs to the throne, and they had to learn somehow. So he let them in on the action.
"Speak for yourselves. I could care less about your turf, Mewtwo," he said darkly, then looked at Ganon. "Nor yours. And this...Cannibal..." He snorted. "Koopas don't scare easy. Nor are our lands easy to penetrate. Right, Ganon?"
Ludwig was silent, though this was hard for him. To pass the time, he shot a glare at Mewtwo's guard and her dogs. Heh...a guard with guards...
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Post by Ganondorf on Sept 13, 2010 21:36:51 GMT -5
Ganondorf glared at Bowser. Apparently, The Koopa had done his research, he hadn't transformed into Ganon in quite some time.
"Yes. We are capable of protecting ourselves. But this Pokemon wont be, if the terror in his turf doesn't quiet down. If he doesn't look into my demands, I say you and I should make a little truce of our own..."
Ganondorf looked back at Mewtwo, who was staring intensely at him. "Don't bother, you nor your little guards can read into these thoughts. The Triforce of Power assures that." The girl snarled at him. Clearly, he was getting somewhere.
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Post by Orange on Sept 18, 2010 12:08:17 GMT -5
Orange took a step forwards, knowing that her sister would fall in on the other side. The SIC and TIC of the Poke'Mafia knew their place, and knew why they were there. If, by some ungodly mistake, they were to outlive Mewtwo, they would have to take over the gang. But for now, they were there was Second and Third; assistant and bodyguard.
Mewtwo stood from his chair, motioning for Orange to be careful. She nodded once, stepping back quietly as the Pokemon moved to address Ganondorf. His eyes narrowed in obvious dislike and distaste.
"You ask for something you know that I will never give. Unlike you, Ganondorf, I know the value of a life other than my own, and I know how precious each one is."[/color] He straightened, as he had leaned over slightly while talking, and let his tail relax behind him. His hands clasped together behind his back. "Next time, perhaps a little lower."[/color]
"Within in your reach," Orange supplied, hearing the words her father was thinking. He glanced over at her, and she winked. He was broadcasting his thoughts to his children again, a talent he used sometimes. Now it was just habit.
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Post by Violet on Sept 18, 2010 12:58:49 GMT -5
The young woman ignored Ludwig's glares, even if they did get to her. It looked to her like someone needed to learn his place in Bowser's rankings, not to mention good diplomacy; glaring at your competition didn't tend to keep things nice and clean, not by a long shot. Even if he was Bowser's eldest son, he had been pushed aside by his younger brother. It didn't seem, to her, like Bowser would have much patience with Ludwig should he ever step out of line.
After all, there had to be a reason he had been dropped a rank in the first place.
Hannah remained stoic, silent, as they addressed Ganon, though she did follow her sister's lead and take her place on Mewtwo's left, staring forwards with a neutral look in her eyes. Horace and Maxine did so, as well, looking like well-trained guard dogs-- as they were supposed to, even though in reality they were more like extra siblings who just so happened to be able to do serious damage. They were the "arms" in Hannah's "armed guard", after all. She couldn't help but smirk slightly, breaking her poker face, when Orange said was Mewtwo was thinking, though she continued to not say anything out loud.
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Post by Bowser, Jr. on Sept 18, 2010 19:59:02 GMT -5
Bowser Jr. just watched this display. It was rather pathetic...Did Ganondorf really think the Koopas would scare so easily?
Still, he narrowed his eyes slightly at the very thought of the Koopas working with...that thing. He remained in his seat, but his nostrils flared a little. Oh, he so desired to take this man down a peg or two. Show him what a Koopa could really do. But, of course, he wouldn't act without his father's say-so. Even if he wanted to crush this little party-crasher's head into the table multiple times. He glanced at his brother, who was eyeing the one girl at Mewtwo's side. He smirked. Like Ludwig ever had a chance with that.
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