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A meeting of villanous minds

Who: ~~Head Nurse~~ ~Medica~, Kurloz, Bro, Shirley, Laharl, Grimmjow, Yotsuba, Renge, and Kanaya
When: So late at night that it's morning, 7/15 (7/16 technically)
Where: A secret lair that stands where the church used to be
Status: Semi-open

["Medica" (as the Head Nurse is now calling herself) waits in the church-turned-lair for all the selected villains to make their undoubtedly flashy entrances. She seems as cool and collected as ever, though if one takes a very close look at her there is something just a little different.

Perhaps she's a wee bit excited.

The lair itself seems to be a bit of a catch-all, containing all the things a good villain might need. Creepy monitors overlooking the city, doomsday devices, eerie labs, a place to keep hostages, places to store loot and anything else the enterprising evil-doers can think up. There seems to be a section tailored to each villain. Clearly, Medica intends to work together.]

((Consider this as a bit of an IC mingle for the villains to meet and greet! After all, there's no badge identifying good and evil. Time to make alliances! Heroes are welcome to try and sneak in if they dare, but they definitely aren't invited...))

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[Once everyone has assembled she smiles brightly to her guests, motioning for them to sit at the long table with her. There are no round tables here, she's clearly in charge.]

Welcome, everyone. I am sure you're wondering just what this fuss is about, so I will get right to the point. There's been a shockingly large increase in the number of pesky heroes in our dear city, hasn't there? As much as I think we might all prefer working solo, I believe it might do us some good to... collaborate.

...You gotta be shittin' me.

_{[When he found the letter waiting in his temporary hideout, Grimmjow had been skeptical. Skeptical, but still curious enough to at least check it out. It hadn't taken him long to find the building and slip inside without causing too much attention in his panther form, because let's be real; a massive white panther isn't exactly common, especially in an underwater city.

Once he had scoped out the place, he returned to his human form and made himself presentable before making his way to the meeting room. Perhaps it was habit formed out of attenting the meetings for Las Noches, or perhaps it was simple curiosity that made him claim a seat closest to the mysterious woman. Regardless, he was already balancing the chair on it's back legs as he kept his gaze focused on her.]}

I want fuckin' answers about this place first. Why 'm I here? What the fuck do you want outta me? Why should I "collaborate" with you people? Huh?

[When Kurloz had arrived, he had come in just on the edge of being late and interrupting the meeting. He had settled down, without hesitation, in whatever free chair he could find, no matter how close or far it was from Medica. Apparently bored, he had leaned back in his chair and started drumming his fingers against the table.

He did stop the tapping when the Head Nurse stopped talking, but it was closely followed with a roll of his eyes in Grimmjow's direction, and a shrug directed toward Medica. It's not hard to tell that he doesn't really care.]

[Kanaya, of course, arrives fashionably late and with quite the flashy entrance. First, a fog machine releases a small cloud under the entrance door. Thumping music comes seemingly from nowhere. The door opens, and a flood light and laser show fill the smoke cloud, before a series of models come in wearing a strange collection of outfits. They enter one at a time, walking halfway into the room, turing with a pose, and walk back out before the next model enters. After all five have finished their runway walk, The Fashionista arrives, wearing her own odd clothing. She walks in and takes a bow.]

The Fashionista and her cohort, Clover, have arrived.

[She'll take a seat down on one end, saving room for her younger ally.]

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[Compared to Kanaya's entrance, Yotsuba's isn't nearly as flashy. She basically just runs into the room and scrambles up into the chair next to Kanaya. She doesn't even introduce herself until she's already sitting, and even then she does so by banging her fists on the table to get everyone's attention. Because that's totally what people do at seekrit meetings.]

I'm Clover, and I'm here! Where's the reports?

[Because there's always stacks of papers during serious movies too.]

[From the other end of the table comes a light scoff from the dude who's been sitting there all along. His entrance had been quiet, subtle and timely. Dressed in a neat black suit with matching stylish sunglasses, his surroundings are leaving with a rather deadpan expression on his face. He listened to Medica's words, he found Grimmjow's questions pointless and considered the Fashionista's entrance to be a waste of resources. For a guy who's got a ventriloquist puppet hanging over his shoulder, he's pretty damn serious.

Time is money and when you're short on funds for your evil inventions, you're short on time. That's just how it is. These people are lucky he managed to find an opening in his agenda to attend this meeting. In contrast to his lineface, the puppet is leering at everyone with a wide, permanent, awful smirk. When its mouth opens, it speaks in a haunting, high-pitched tone. The sound's not even coming from its owner, it's coming from inside the puppet itself. Mind controlled voice boxes are a wonderful thing.]

"What is this, a business meeting or a kindergarten class?"

[When Renge had made an entrance, she had made sure it was with style. High powered motor and all. But while here, she didn't really know what to expect during the meeting, but she can admit she is rather interested. So with a tilt her her crown, she held her hands together, trying at least her best to look the part.]

It's obvious is a meeting of the minds, such great minds it must be.

[She likes to think anyway.]

[Laharl didn't bother with a dramatic entrance, and now that he's seen the rest of the "villains," he's glad he didn't waste the show on them. He'd hoped to find an interesting rival, but there's not one among them that strikes him as anywhere near his own level. He sits disinterestedly with his chin resting on one fist.]

You're pretty full of yourselves if you think any one of you constitutes a "great mind." You look like a bunch of wannabes from where I'm sitting.

[Although maybe one or two of them have enough brains to make decent minions...]

[After deciding that Shirley doesn't feel like speaking up just yet (what, is she better than everyone who isn't blond or something?), she finally addresses everyone again. She turns to Grimmjow with a look of mild surprise.]

Why, you're here because you accepted my invitation, of course. You are free to leave if you wish, but I thought you might appreciate meeting some... like-minded individuals.

[Trying not to be amused at Yotsuba, she begins passing out a list of the heroes (but not their secret "true" identities, of course!) in the city along with a list of potential riches that they could take for themselves. Art, jewelry, banks, secret laboratories full of undoubtedly powerful technology, even a souped-up description of the coral. From the way she describes it on paper, it sounds like it's practically a genie bottled up in a lamp.]

This city has an abundance of resources waiting to be tapped. It also has an abundance of barking little dogs nipping at the heels of anyone who might wish to take advantage of those resources. Surely you can see that it might be beneficial to work together to clear them out?

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Ch... That isn't what I meant and you know it, woman.

_{[But he'll brush it off and confront her later, preferably in private. Instead of pursuing it, he opts to look between the list that was handed out and the other newcomers with a frown. A few of the names caught his interest just out of curiosity, but only one held his full attention.]}

...Aside from havin' t'work with a bunch of weirdos, fashion rejects 'n a pair of kids, y'might actually have my help.

_{[Grimmjow waves the list around a bit as another concern hits him;]}

What if one of these shitstains manages to kill one of us? What then?

[What if one of them manages to get killed? What a question indeed. It's definitely likely, if they all keep squabbling and being silly like this.

What he does next is rap a fist on the table to get attention. He makes a casual little "no problem" gesture, then looks at Grimmjow and raises an eyebrow in a clearly judgmental expression. He isn't worried- clearly Grimmjow is a weak link, if that's the first concern he has, is what that look communicates.]

Don't good guys never kill anyone? They just put people in jail.

[Yotsuba may not have the life experiences that the other villains have, but she has definitely seen a lot of superhero movies before. Villains always ended up in jail in those, because the ones that ended with dead villains were always too scary and her dad never let her watch them.]

Actually in some mangas and video games the villains sometimes end up being killed for various reasons.

[Sorry Yotsuba, she will admit the things she actually knows from her odd amount of knowledge, but she still looks awfully calm.]

I doubt this is the same case, unless you believe yourself to be so dangerous that the only option is to kill you.

Where's the fun in it if they're not trying to kill you?

[Considering the other option is, what? Being pitied by the hero and locked up for eternity? Not that he'd ever be beaten in the first place.]

If they take any of you out, it just means you're weak. I'm not interested in collaborating with anyone like that.

They're heroes. Most of them would be paralyzed by the idea of killing their foes. Even if you manage to anger one enough to try, you can always give them a good speech about how killing is their first step towards villainy. At the very least they'll hesitate enough for you to strike one good blow.

[Oh come on, Laharl. If you can't manage to escape from prison she can't imagine you'd be much help either.]

I have my own plans, but I see no reason we can't pool resources and power for larger tasks.

[Meanwhile throughout this whole meeting, Shirley was quiet. She had no reason to be here and especially not with these people. She could be doing her own thing such as finding more people who could help her with her home planet.

However...]

Such as...?

And while you're wasting breath giving 'em a big fuckin' speech they've probably got backup waitin' for you to drop your guard. If they're smart, they won't be traveling alone once word gets out. If they're smart.

_{[He shoots Kurloz a look. There was something about this guy that Grimmjow didn't like already, but he couldn't put his thumb on it. This would be one to avoid pissing off for the time being.]}

...Once some of us start moving, we're bound to get a few on our asses. Especially if we hit a few of the bigger places on the list like the banks--I dunno how they work here, but where I came from they had armed guards. I ain't too thrilled about getting a bullet to the gut again.

Edited 2013-07-17 22:22 (UTC)

[Renge sighed. She never understood why people rob banks. She got her money fair and square. What she used it for on the other hand most people wouldn't be very happy about it. Getting her fan out, she started to tap it lightly on her hand.]

They won't notice unless you make a big thing of it. No, if you start will the small things and use others to slowly build up to the big things it's much easier to go unnoticed for so long.

[Taken from previous experience and the fact she had yet to be caught gives her that understanding. Advantage of using others.]

As for moi, I'm not sure how this will be of benefit without exposing at least some of us who prefer working in the dark.

[Laharl snorts at the fashion reject's idea of heroes.]

There are plenty of heroes who'd take a life, if they think it's the "right thing to do."

[He grins then.]

Of course, if it's not a villain, then there's no way they could risk letting them die. Even the most worthless human life is sacred to a hero. Why sneak around when you can paralyze them with their own morals?

Can I play with them?

[It would be a good distraction, she could keep all the heroes busy while the other villains committed their crimes. Yotsuba was never that great at carrying out complicated plans anyway, so being a distraction would probably be the best use for her.]

Perhaps we needn't clear them out immediately, since some of you seem to be concerned about methods. I will be frank - I would benefit greatly from any trouble any of you might cause.

[She gestures back to the mini-lairs inside her own lair.]

That is why I have gathered some resources for you all to use as you see fit. You are free to use any method you choose to hamper our "heroes".

[Yotsuba please stop, you're going to make her laugh!]

...even playing with them, if you must.

[The Puppet Master folds his hands together to rest his chin on them, fixing Medica with a piercing stare. The full effect is probably lost because of his sunglasses, but a stare is a stare regardless. The fact that the puppet is watching her as well may help raise the intimidation factor a bit.]

Sounds to me like you're hoping to use us as a distraction. Keep the heroes off your back for a while.

[As she listened throughout the conversation, she simply just stared at the others around her. Orerines only keep thinking about themselves. Heroes or villains, they were all the same.

They only cared about using everyone in order for them to survive.]

But a distraction can only work for so long. [She mumbled.] It would only be a matter of time before the heroes will know what's going on though.

We'll need another plan.

[And then she'll figure out something else to work around it.]

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