Thread: The Punisher: Marked For Death (Athene & East)

Suki Kimura 1st September, 2018 New York City, New York Exact Location NYPD Headquarters 1748 PM EST Crime was nothing new to New York. In fact, when had it not been an issue for the city of New York? That was the million dollar question. Sadly, the answer wasn't much of a mystery. So even for those who knew the right response, no one would be given what could be considered easy money. But then again, that was neither here nor there. Even while sitting in the break room, twenty-five year old Suki Kimura knew well enough the upcoming meeting would be what her main focus had to be on. Whispers on the exact mission had been going around the office. Just like the concept of crimes were nothing new, a similar concept applied to secrets. Those almost never, if ever, existed. And when they did, they were exposed very quickly to the public, typically through social media. That applied even to a workplace such as the NYPD. Despite it being twenty eighteen, trafficking was still an issue. Sad, really it just didn't seem like something that anyone should have to suffer through. But then, look at all the other bullshit going on, hmm? Suki mused, rolling her eyes at the thought. Why are you even using the break room if you're not eating or anything? A sly smirk spread on Suki's face as she turned behind her and saw her partner . They'd been put with one another since Suki's very first day with the police. Most of the precinct had made a bet that Suki would never be able to cooperate - let alone work - with Jonathan Booker. Suffice to say, a good number of cops lost a considerable amount of money when Suki's first month went by and she hadn't switched partners. This wasn't to say she and Jonathan always got along. Nowhere close. However, they'd come to certain terms that made being assigned to one another more ... tolerable. I was. Already finished up. So now, I'm just waiting for the next ten or so minutes to go away so we can head to the conference room. Jonathan shook his head, chuckling softly. You really love showing us up by entering right on time, don't ya? Suki shrugged, her smirk widening. Someone's gotta be a good example. Apparently, not many of you are, so .... Jonathan flashed Suki his own coy grin, nodding towards the clock across the way from them. Did you also fall asleep or something? Do we finally get to see the day Miss Kimura gets inside the conference room late for once? Her head lifted and turned to see it was now already three minutes before six o'clock. The same time the meeting had been arranged for. Her eyes widened as she quickly got up to her feet. .... Shit! A quick half-walk, half-jog later, the two would enter into the meeting room. Standing at the front was their captain , Trey Holland. Luckily, Suki was not the very last person to hurry inside, which allowed her to escape an otherwise irritated glare from her boss. On top of everyone's desks were files for the case. Inside of those, you should find images and data for all the missing girls. This should be a simple find and rescue mission. Do not use violence unless you or any of the women are in any immediate danger. This is exactly why I'm waiting until 2300 on the dot to start this up. There should be fewer of the traffickers around. With that being said, however, do not hesitate to arrest these corrupt bastards. They need to have justice served, and that can't happen unless they're in our custody. Is that clear?! A chorus of Yes sir!s rang through the air, including from Suki herself. The tell-tale reply that hinted they not only heard but understood exactly what this assignment would entail. Good. I expect nothing less from you all. Everyone will also see in their folders that I have designated each team to go to certain areas of New York. Most should have some of the captives there and able to be rescued. With any luck, no one will return empty-handed. But it'll depend if these men are smart enough to move the women around or not. While he resumed speaking, Suki noticed her and Jonathan's destination the docks. The New York Harbor, to be more precise. Nodding to herself, she would join in with the rest of the cops as they gave another simultaneous shout to indicate they comprehended what tonight would be all about, as well as showing they were all eager and raring to go. Dismissed! I hope to hear back from everyone with positive results! 1st September, 2018 New York City, New York Exact Location New York Harbor 2211 PM EST Suki and Jonathan had come up with a plan. A slightly unorthodox one, yes. But they hadn't been forbidden from doing this, so ... it wasn't like it was illegal. And hell, if it worked, then why not? Jonathan was clad in his on-duty uniform. Suki, meanwhile, was in jeans and a tank top. Looking much more like a civilian than a member of the NYPD. But that was the goal. They had admitted and agreed with one another that whoever was behind this seemed to specifically target women between the ages of sixteen to thirty. With her possessing the traits of the typical victims, it'd be easy enough to lure any of the guilty men out. Besides, it wasn't like Suki was completely alone. She still had her gun with her. Hidden by her leather jacket draped over the tank top and simultaneously tucked in the right rear pocket of her jeans. See anything yet, Kimura? The voice came from her ear piece. Suki shook her head slowly, making sure she was alone first before answering back. Negative. But if there's as many women as we were told, there's likely going to be a huge van or set of crates or something. I'm not in the right spot yet, but trust me. I've definitely got my eyes open. I'm assuming you're following me somewhere nearby? Correct. Careful, though ... I'm pretty sure we got this. Suki playfully scoffed, nodding in agreement. Damn straight we do. I'll get in touch with you when I find something. Ten-four, Kimura. And with that, Suki would let go of the ear piece and begin slowly, confidently walking down the harbor. Her eyes and every sense remained very much alert and aware, ready to react at a moment's notice of anything, be it a person, clue, or perhaps both. Last edited Nov 19, 2018