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Post by Admin on May 16, 2020 10:25:25 GMT
There is the feeling of a spark then the blue vapours morph to the grey static of a tv turned to a dead channel.
The connection is broken leaving Hammett out of breath and with yet another headache.
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Post by Hammett on May 16, 2020 18:58:20 GMT
Hammett slumps against his desk, but he didn't have time to relax, he needed to act quick while he knew the bearded man was busy elsewhere. He splashes some water on his face then pulls out Ugarte's trump card. If anyone knew the current situation in Kasaba, and the physical location of Renault's cell it would be him.
Trying to focus past his headache Hammett concentrates on the trump card and opens the connection. If the connection opens, and nothing bad happens, he won't even give Ugarte the change to chat, he will just grab him, mentally and physically, and pull him through, quickly closing the connection after.
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Post by Admin on May 16, 2020 22:35:08 GMT
#s://i~ibb~co/7kyv8Kf/ugarte~jpg Ugarte looks up as the connection is made. "Hamm-" he manages to say before being pulled through to Ceridin.
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Post by Hammett on May 16, 2020 23:33:52 GMT
Hammett closes the link and then turns to give Ugarte a once over, "How are you doing Ugarte? Welcome to my office in Ceridin." He lightly touches Ugarte's mind to make sure the man isn't under any type of mental or mystical influence.
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Post by Admin on May 17, 2020 7:18:02 GMT
#s://i~ibb~co/7kyv8Kf/ugarte~jpg "Hammett! What? Where?"He slumps into a chair and puts his hand to his forehead. "What is happening? They said you were dead along with Rilk and Ferrari. Rounded up as traitors and saboteurs. Shot in the desert. Or was it that you were handed over to the tribesmen? They say a lot of things in Kasaba these days."
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Post by Hammett on May 17, 2020 7:44:57 GMT
Hammett slumps down in a chair next to Ugarte, happy to be off his feet.
"Not dead." He motions to his face , the scars and the eye-patch. "A little worse for wear, but not dead. And not taken out into the desert by anyone. I'm the one who killed Strasser. Rilk and I escaped Kasaba to here. Yvette also. Although unfortunately not Ferrari. I hope he managed to get away, but if not it will be another thing they will pay for."
He reaches across his desk and grabs the bottle of whiskey and two glasses. He pours both of them a drink, Ugarte's a bit bigger then his own. The man would need it. He hands the man the drink.
"You know of Amber. And of the other places so many of the new arrivals in Kasaba have came from. This is one of those places. I have a way of traveling between them, and reaching out to friends in different ones. As soon as I was able I reached out and brought you here. To make sure you were safe." Hammett smiles, "Without me letting you win at roulette I was worried you'd end up on the street."
He takes a sip of his drink, "I tried to save Renault as well, but he is currently being guarded by someone even I can't easily circumvent. But I'll find a way."
He then sits back and nurses his headache with another pull of whiskey. Letting Ugarte catch up on what is going on and waiting to see how he handles it.
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Post by Admin on May 20, 2020 5:31:55 GMT
#s://i~ibb~co/7kyv8Kf/ugarte~jpg "There were rumours, of course, but I didn't think that you were so...different.
"I had managed to invest my meagre winnings into a little hidey-hole once the war started. A small space not much larger than a closet. I have been hiding there for over a week. No running water, low on food, I don't want to tell you of the lavatory situation."He does need a shave. And a long shower or two. "The city has been locked down since the army rolled in. All of your associates and regular customers have been rounded up - Renault's usual suspects, as it were.
"And a presence now rules in Germany, a demon from the deepest pits, if you can believe that."Looking around the room he adds "And I think you can, I think you can."
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Post by Hammett on May 20, 2020 8:25:01 GMT
Hammett clasp's his hand on Ugarte's shoulder, "I can. And we will find a way to deal with her and get Kasba back to normal. But don't worry, you are safe here and now."
He finishes off his drink and gets up.
"I'll have Conrad take you to upstairs to my apartment. You can clean up and recover. A few good meals, a couple night good sleep and a fresh set of clothes and you'll be as good as new. And when you are ready maybe you can meet with Yvette and help her with our plans. Your knowledge of all the in's and out's of Kasaba's underworld would be very helpful."
Hammett goes to his office door and opens it, motioning for Conrad to come in. He tells Conrad the plan and helps Ugarte up and sends him off with Conrad.
That done he rests for a few minutes, worried about Renault and wondering how best to rescue him. Nothing simple comes to mind and with a sigh he pulls out Brennon's trump card and once again tries to contact the man. If he couldn't ease his worry over Renault, at least he could try and ease his worry over the Captain and Pinky.
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Post by Admin on May 21, 2020 8:49:44 GMT
[OOC: Let's hold for a bit and see how Brennon is doing with his deal.]
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Post by Hammett on May 21, 2020 17:31:46 GMT
((OCC: Coolio. I'm good with waiting.))
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Post by Admin on Jun 4, 2020 8:09:45 GMT
Hammett feels a trump connection coming on. It's from Brennon....
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Post by Hammett on Jun 4, 2020 18:21:40 GMT
"Brennon! It is good to reach you. I was starting to get worried. Are you alright? Did you get out of Kasaba? And is Pinky with you?"
OCC: Should I cross-post this in Brennon's thread?
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Post by Admin on Jun 5, 2020 6:31:30 GMT
Yeah, since you beat him to the punch.
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Post by Brennon on Jun 5, 2020 20:51:01 GMT
"Hammett, finally," Brennon begins, then cuts off as Hammett's image becomes more clear. "By the Emperor's blue balls, what happened to your eye? Your face? The rest of you?" Only the last actually sounds like a question. His voice is loud, especially for the corner he is occupying, and after a quick look and some sleight-of-hand with the card to hide it in something excusable as unexpected news in written correspondence, the other patrons turn back to their own tables. This gives Hammett some time to quickly sketch in the events, if he wishes.
Brennon continues once things have settled back into sociability.
"Aye, she's here, as well as whatever she brought from your bar. Someone's shown some extra interest in her, we're offloading some cargo to them tonight, but I won't be letting Pinky go ashore alone once I get back to the ship. Too much interest in personnel. I caught the edge of you by trump right after leaving Kasaba, so I knew you made it out, but I couldn't get more than that. Figured I'd keep trying until one of us got through. Are you still headed for Begma? There's the matter of a fee to be settled.."
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Post by Hammett on Jun 5, 2020 23:21:33 GMT
"Glad you are alright and thank you for taking care of her and getting her out of Kasaba."
Hammett motions to his face, "I ran in to some troubles after leaving Kasaba. A family accident unfortunately, but I am getting better. The eye patch adds to my mystic don't you think? Maybe I'll become a pirate? I feel Amber and it's environs are going to become very troubled and dangerous for the next little while. The King and Queen have been killed and there is sure to be fighting over the throne, plus I fear that the invasion of Kasaba was just the first step in an attack on Amber itself. What's the old saying? "Chaos is a ladder"? And yes to Begma, unless you are closer to Ceridin right now. If so, that is where I am currently based out of, at least until I get Wormwood's up and running again."
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