Private A Place

[Todblaz Graker]

Outfit | Same as In Picture
Location | Some Crackhouse of sorts
Equipment | HX-Revolver ; Cortosis Gloves
Tag | Tilly

Todd had been trying to get his hands of a few drugs for a while, not for personal use, or well if the situation demanded it then for personal use. Though he was trying to restock the pain killers in his kit, whenever he performed surgery on anyone, they'd be useful after. Though he could always take from his stock of dilaudid, he preferred to keep that for those he cared more about. This was a trip to grab some oxycodone, hard to find without a medical license, technically he had one, just not in the system he was wandering around at that time. This caused more "desperate" means to be taken, illegally gaining access to it and the sort.

He was given a tip by some man he met in a bar, the man said, "Ya if you head down the road, take a left, you'll find a supplier." The man was clearly on drugs this could be told based on the man's eyes, they were pinpoint, even in the light of the bar. Where he had gotten the drugs from didn't matter though, probably from the directed location if logical thinking is used. So Todd obliged, bought the man a drink and went to go check out the tip. The streets were damp with rats running across them, foot traffic had cleared up as it was getting late.

Deeper into the alley the smells of all manners of plants and extracts filled the air. The tip was clearly not a bad one, or well yet a bad one. Upon happening down the alley he knocked on a door, a man sliding open a window to greet him. "Ya?"

"Looking for a supply of oxycodone, epinephrine, and morphine."

"We ain't got drugs here, that shit is terrible for you."

"Not only can I smell it, I was told to come here by what I would assume is a consumer of yours. I have money, I just need the drugs."

The man peered down either end of the alley and swiftly closed his window. A few clacks were heard on the other side of the door, clearly locks being opened, and the street was bathed in the purple lights of the room.

"Red makes it just as hard to find the vein and doesn't take away adjust your eyes."

"I didn't ask."

Walking further in Todd was directed to sit in a chair and wait as he'd get the supplies. "Just have the money ready when I come out." With that Todd reached into an inner pocket on his trench coat and pulled out what he assumed was more than sufficient, but kept them hidden in his hand. Not for a second would he trust any of these drugs, the first thing he would do when he got to his ship is clean them out of anything unnecessary. He had some of the supplies to make them but not the main ingredients. So he sat and waited for the return of the man.

 

[Tilly]

Tilly had been hired to help smuggle things into a planet. The small ship she had ‘borrowed’ she landed in the clearing she had been told to. Turning off the lights as she landed, she saw someone coming in through the shadows, assuming this was the man she had to meet, she got up and exited the ship.

“You must be the smuggler,” He said as he approached.

Tilly only nodded at the man and put out her hand. He handed her a bag of credits before asking if she’d help get the cargo to its spot. Agreeing to help for some more credits she began to help move the shipment to this shop house like thing, where she saw two men talking.

Helping the man drop off the shipment he handed her the credits they had agreed on for payment.

Moving to the front of the building, pulling the red hood of her cloak up as she stood behind the man at the window. She didn’t really want too much, just something to give her some relaxation while she stayed around this planet for a bit.

Tilly assessed what she had with her and what she’d need to grab when she found the town. All she knew right now was that she was in a shady part of wherever, and she’d have to be careful.

 

[Todblaz Graker]

Outfit | Same as In Picture
Location | Some Crackhouse of sorts
Equipment | HX-Revolver ; Cortosis Gloves
Tag | Tilly

One would expect a drug house to be a place full of paranoia, but for some odd reason that passed straight over Todd until he realized what was happening. Pocketing the credits he walked towards the entrance, a door being slammed open behind him. Turning he says, "Hey mate I was just about to leave."

With that statement the guy charged him breaking him through the surprisingly flimsy door at the entrance. Pushing himself onto his hands and knees he feels his mask unclipped, his lower jaw exposed. Reclipping it, he turns with the doorman aiming at him. "Get your cop friends out of here."

"Who?"

"Just fuck off."

Confused he stands up and turns his back to walk away. Odd, that seemed stupid. Todd stood up pulling his revolver from his cloak he fires at the man with a slug, blood splattering on the inside of the place. Pulling the firing pin back he walks in, he'd just grab the drugs himself, and who knows, clean up the streets while he's at it. What a good person.

From the street it looked like a red-eyed madman had just fired into an open doorway and anyone on that street quickly cleared. There wasn't any screaming, as the two that were on the street dashed around the corner, clearly scared shitless.

Upon reentering the waiting room, there was a man who was cowering in the corner. Todd motioned for him to run out and he did so. There was a door labelled lab and storage. Deciding to at least finish what he started he blew the lock off the door and continued in to finish his justice.

 

[Tilly]

Tilly finally got up to the window and got some deathsticks, when she suddenly hears something going on. Taking off towards the noise, she begins to mutter an incantian under her breath. As she ran, her feet made little sound as she ran, her hood flying off and white hair pressed against her head. Arriving at the scene she sees a man fire a gun of some sort, before letting the scene play out before her. Whoever was firing had the upper hand, deciding to not step in, she pulls her cloak back up onto her head, slipping into the shadows to watch whatever this was play out before her.

She could only hear the firing and a man running off, which she quickly said a quick spell, and she watched him fall face first into the dirt. Smiling, to keep from making too much noise, she stayed put to see what would happen from here. Pulling one of the deathsticks from their pack, she light her finger on fire with a spell, lighting the deathstick. She carefully made her to the scene to assess what needed to be cleaned and see what had happened.

"Such a mess," She said aloud. Though making sure it wasn't overly loud.

Seeing the mess of blood and other things, she began cleaning to the best of her ability, as she didn't want any of the authorties seeing it, hoping for now to stay on their good side unless she saw fit to be on their bad side, or to rid the planet of them. Still smoking the deathstick as she cleaned she could only wonder what had started this fight.

FInishing the cleaning the best she could, she drops the deathstick on the ground after taking one last hit on it. Blowing out what she didn't inhale as she presses the thing into the dirt, putting it out. Looking over at the building, she made her way to it, keeping a hand on her lightsaber in case she needed to defend herself from whoever or whatever was inside it.

 

[Todblaz Graker]

Outfit | Same as In Picture
Location | Some Crackhouse of sorts
Equipment | HX-Revolver ; Cortosis Gloves
Tag | Tilly

Walking through the now open door there were a few people in there who looked up at the sudden noises. The first two went down quick, one after another, the third tried fighting back however. The 'scientist' pulled a pistol firing at him, but the shots went insanely wild. When firing back the bullet went through a chemistry set and set the guy against the wall.

Walking over he finished the man off without a word. Placing it back in his holster he walked towards the door he had entered from. A man struck at him with a knife, the blade going into his deltoid muscle, though enough adrenaline was going through him that he shrugged it off for the moment. Upon grabbing the guy he tosses him towards the door, which was close enough that the man slid out slightly. It wasn't a hard or strong toss though, more of a push that the man had fallen from.

Going outside the room he kicks the man's neck collapsing his windpipe and sends a second hit the the man's temple putting him down for good. Looking up at the new visitor, it seemed odd to him that she was in such a place cleaning. Tapping on the side of his helmet, the lights on his goggles went from bright to dim. He walks over and attempts to bat the deathstick away from her remarking, "Those things are terrible for you, you'll develop lung diseases and probably get oral cancer from it." His words shouldn't come off as hostile as they were stated in a neutral tone.

Despite what action she may take against him, he decided to continue with his supply run. Walking back over to the next door marked 'Supplies,' he kicks towards the lock, putting the center of pressure near the handle and knocks the door open. Walking in there were drugs everywhere, crates upon crates. He started to look through them and read through the labels as he continued his search.

He did find what he was looking for in the back corner but would need a moment to get around to it and still find some of the other drugs he assumed were amidst the boxes and crates.

 

[Tilly]

Looking over at the man as he swatted at her deathstick, rolling her eyes, "There are worst things I could be doing."

The witch followed the man inside even though she wasn't invited to tag along with him. Her curiosity got the better of her sometimes. Seeing the mess inside she lifted her hand up and begin saying an incantation, to clean the mess up. Not that she wasn't about the whole fighting thing, she just preferred to keep things tidy.

Looking around the small place, wondering if she could find anything here. Picking up things and looking through different drawers and boxes. Finding some credits and different drugs, keeping most of it, deciding she could sell drugs and get even more credits, as everything requires payments, or at least it seems that way. Going to the room she had seen the man disapper into she nudged the door with her foot and leaned against the doorway.

"So what started the commotion earlier?" she asked.

Pulling her hood down, pushing her hear out of her face, on the side she still had hair on anyways. Her golden eyes roamed over the room. There were boxes and crates, and equipment to make drugs. She wondered if she could take over this place to bring in the extra income flow. Putting it to the back of her brain for an idea for later, wondering what this man was doing.

 

[Todblaz Graker]

Outfit | Ranger Armor
Location | Some Crackhouse of sorts
Equipment | HX-Revolver ; Cortosis Gloves
Tag | Tilly

"The aforementioned commotion was someone forgetting their manners and being disciplined accordingly." The statement sounded like he was a mad man as the actions taken may have been a little more than necessary for what had happened. Pulling a crate up and placing it down in a different location, he had gained access to the box he was trying to grab.

Looking at it he was taken aback by the dose. "What the fuck... three milliliters per hundred thousand? That's a dangerously high amount for anything. Who the hell buys drugs from these people." Being careful to not let any of it touch his gloves or skin, he pours it into a tiny bottle with a rubber and metal top. He then placed it into one of his pockets.

Moving around he continued to search for the other drugs he had come for, morphine seemed to be in stock but it would need to be cleaned and refined. It was colored a light yellow which was just wrong, but he still did the same as previously. Standing straight up he had forgotten to introduce himself to the new stranger.

Turning towards her, "Hello I am Todd, I must ask why you're cleaning up the mess, it seems unnecessary." This was also due to the reason that he was going to burn the place down when he left, not letting the high doses of drugs get into the hands of people.

Sirens could be heard in the distance meaning his time was more limited, but he still continued with delicate movements as he placed the vial of the new substance into the same pocket. He didn't want to kill any cops and probably would surrender to them, though he was hoping to just leave before anything happened. Though he may not get too much shit as he did kind of make their job easier.

Even though he wished for no violence, he took out his revolver rotating sliding the cylinder out and letting all the shells clatter to the floor. Then he slowly replaced every round with another slug leaving an explosive one in there, spinning the barrel leaving it up to chance he flicks the weapon closed. Placing it back into its holster he continues his search for the final drug he had come to claim.

 

[Tilly]

"The paranoia of drug dealers," she half chuckles with a smirk.

She watched a s he mov3ed around the room, wondering what he was here for, and why he was going through all the drugs, seeing he wasn't taking the ones that would bring in some credits. Which she shrugged and pocket a few more bags of the drugs, which she figured would be fine saying the ones she was grabbing were ones he didn't seem interested in. Walking further into the room she looks through more things and find different odds and inns but nothing really fascinated her. Turning her attention back to the man, she watched him pocket a bottle of something raising an eyebrow at him. Though as he introduced himself she smiles.

"Nice too meet you Todd. I'm Tilly. Well no evidence when authorities arrive, saying you let a few of them run away." As she spoke she could hear the sirens in the distance, cursing under her breath. Looking over at the man and watched as he reloaded the gun he had. Shaking her head, before walking to the door of the room. Stopping at the door way, she looks over her shoulder at Todd.

"Get what you need, I can get us away from the building once you get done."

With that comment Tilly went into the living room, where she assumed use to be used for hosting parties. She began moving things around, clearing a space in the middle of the floor beginning a spell that would temporally hide the place so they would have enough time to escape. Though she also had a teleportation spell prepared to use in case there wasn't time to run out the back.

 

[Todblaz Graker]

Outfit | Ranger Armor
Location | Some Crackhouse of sorts
Equipment | HX-Revolver ; Cortosis Gloves
Tag | Tilly

"Well Tilly, no need to clean as I'm burning the place down when I've finished, take what you want." Moving to gather the oxycodone from the final crate he wondered if they had a lab for methamphetamines, this would provide a nice place to start a fire. Once he had the final bottle that he needed into his pocket he started to move around the place looking for the lab.

There was down the hallway a door with smoke bellowing out of the bottom of it, assuming this was the place. His HUD identified Acetone in the vapors. Acetone is a highly flammable substance used to produce methamphetamines, it is more dense than air, this would serve as the basis for the fire. Upon opening the door he stares at a man who was diligent in his work, clearly the sounds of the room had blocked his hearing. There was a fan by the door, most likely to push the fumes away from the rest of the building, this gave Todd an idea.

The man looked up, "Who the hell are you and why did Marcus let you back here?" Todd just sat their and cocked his head a little confused by the interaction, but deciding to have a bit of fun with it before he left. To him, these were the lowest people in the world, making drugs to fix people on them and make profit. In Todd's eyes, drugs are only to be used for their intended purpose and those who sell them for recreational use are dealers in death and suffering.

"Hey mate, go talk with Marcus if you want a fix. Marcus?" The man's yells got louder as he was stared down by the man with red eyes. Eventually the man started to look scared. Todd reached into his pocket and pulled out a match, hiding it in his hand. "Marcus get this creep out of here?"

Eventually Todd just couldn't help himself, he dropped the act and started laughing. It was cruel but then again to him these people were subhuman, banking off the issues of others to make profit, creating more destruction as they went. "Hah? Hey mate I need you to get out so I can continue working." The man sounded nervous as Marcus had not responded to his calls.

Todd shook his head in disappointment. This caused the man to go for a blaster on the table, but it was too late. Todd had taken a step out of the doorway and struck his match. It ignited with the Acetone in the air causing a fireball to start at the doorframe. The fan had kept the chemical from leaving the room, keeping Todd safe from the immediate fireball that it caused. He watched the man catch fire but just turned and walked away.

Walking to Tilly, "I am ready to leave."

 

[Tilly]

Tilly stood in the living room, chanting the spell under her breath, wanting to be able to escape the authorities as fast as possible. The house being hidden for the moment, she took out another deathstick and lit it while she waiting for her new friend, Todd to come out from the back rooms. Though after hearing he was going to burn the place down, she smirked. She already liked how this man thought, and she had just met him.

Looking at the magic essence on the ground she thought back to the lesson's Sister Hu had thought her years ago, when she first started her witch training. Though at that time, Tilly had only began learning small spells. Make a fire in your hand, float something to you, hyper awareness. Just things to help in the day to day life. Now look at what she could do, temporally hide a building to help herself and a stranger escape the law. Chuckling at the idea of how Hu would react to this, if she ever heard of Tilly doing something like this.

Doing small things to keep herself entertained while she waited for Todd, she smelled the smoke before she saw him walk over to her. Reaching out she touched his shoulder, whispering a spell, before they diappeared into a mist, and reappear near the ship, Tilly had landed earlier. Turning to look at how Todd took the slight teleportation.

"How are you feelin' stranger?"

 

[Todblaz Graker]

Outfit | Ranger Armor
Location | Some Crackhouse of sorts
Equipment | HX-Revolver ; Cortosis Gloves
Tag | Tilly

Todd had never once teleported, the closest that could be said was hyperspace but that just wasn't the same. Upon feeling the shoulder touch he was confused to how this worked, was it a contact based thing or could it be just poor spells. He could ask a million questions about it, but it happened out of the blue to him.

The smoke seemed to clear from his eyes and they were in a new area. This caused a bit of disorientation to him as leaving one area and appearing in another was odd for brains that don't do it often. Holding his hands in a pronate he stared at them for a second trying to regain focus as quickly as he could.

Eventually he shook his head when the question was asked, snapping back to attention. "I feel fine." Looking at the ship near them he observed it quietly, "Where are we?"

Though he suddenly realized to make sure the teleportation didn't mess with the drugs. He calmly took them out staring at the bottoms of the glasses to try and see for any new colorations or new imperfections, though he didn't see any. They were still colors they shouldn't be, needing cleaning when he returned to his ship.

Looking around he was trying to listen for sirens to see how close they were to the burning building, the police force in the city would probably be there by now and soon a fire brigade would follow suit. Though he didn't see any or he just didn't notice any.

His semicircular canals are still off weight, the fluid was a little jostled for some reason. It must've been quick movements after it and maybe the canal had inflamed due to the sudden change in location. Though atmospheric pressure most affects the ears, there wouldn't be enough of a change to warrant this.

Though as he went down the list of potential illnesses he could be facing, it faded away as quickly as it came. This was a little humorous to Todd so he smirked. Deciding to say something about it, "If we are ever in a situation like that, I will be walking out the front door, it's more comfortable."

 

[Tilly]

A P L A C E​

Tag: Todblaz Graker​

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Tilly laughed a bit as she looked at him. She forgot how the teleportation spell wears on others, though she remembers when she first started doing it and how it made her feel. The woods around them hid them very well, which when you do go through this, its better place than none, so you don't look crazy in front of people. Looking over him making sure he wasn't going to get sick. Hearing him talk, she sighed in relief. Replying, "We are at my ship."​

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Looking around once more to make sure there were no wondering eyes. She opens the door pulling a bag from beside it and throws it on the ground, handing the man something from inside. It was a small ration pack, and a tiny water. "Eat and Drink it will help with the disorientation."​

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Pulling out a ration and water for herself, she sits on the ground and begins to eat. Watches as he checks the drugs he got out of that crackhouse. She looks at the vials wondering what was in it. Deciding that since there wasn't the threat of authorities up their asses now, she'd go ahead and ask. "So what did you grab?"​

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TIlly kept eyes trained on him just in case she needed to hustle over to him. Laughing as he talked about leaving through the front door. "Well you didn't die, and once you get use to it, you won't get the side effects anymore."​

 

[Todblaz Graker]

Outfit | Ranger Armor
Location | Away from Le Crackhouse
Equipment | HX-Revolver ; Cortosis Gloves
Tag | Tilly

Todd looks at the food that was passed to him and placed it on the ground, not opening it. He was always told don't take food from strangers, and while yes, this person did help him, he still barely knew 'Tilly'. There could be a million things that could still go wrong in his mind.

If I get murdered now that would suck, I've been having such a nice night. Todd thought to himself.

Listening to her question as he inspected the drugs he said, "Well I have here epinephrine," Holds up the bottle of epinephrine, "This dose is enough to kill someone triple the size of me. It acts as an alpha- and beta-agonists, it binds with receptors of the same name and causes effects such as raising heart rate, bronchodilator, and a vasoconstrictor. It is used to deal with anaphylaxis and prevent anaphylaxis shock." He paused for a second wondering if Tilly would understand that, as it took him a few years of studying to get to that point.

"I also grabbed morphine and oxycodone, common opioids, I have hydromorphone in my ship, but I didn't want to exhaust that supply. Both are common street drugs but do wonders during and after surgery, though they're highly addictive and I prefer other drugs." Looking at the morphine he shook it around, "I still can't figure out why it's yellow."

Though she mentioned using teleportation again which he just thought was a bad idea, entirely because he hated the first time. "I still choose to walk out the entrance and kill whatever is trying to put me in a similar state." He didn't know about even doing it again ever, this was the first person who he knows could actually do it and he has met a lot of people.

Though the prospect of appearing in one area after leaving a next could be advantageous to fighting. But then again, what would be the fun in that? Though he did start to look around for his ship on his HUD trying to figure out how far he was and the time it may take to get to. It was relatively close, well closer than before anyway. Would be a short walk so he had a moment to hang around and chat, try and figure things out and maybe ask a few questions.