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Thread: Her life undercover (Harbinger x Your Little Project)

Seeing her confidence in her skills brought hint of an smile on Arthur's lips as he once again, turned to face her. Yes, it's a club, and I'm sure you would normally get in just fine, but tonight they are holding private party for Barry as I mentioned, getting in might not be as easy as you'd think. Arthur tried to warn her, not doubting her skills, merely wanted her to be careful and understand the risks as he did not want her to get in trouble, which was quite a paradox as she is going there by his orders - the weight of leadership that had shadowed him most of his life. And no, you will not contact me at all. I am too high profile so if they can trace you contacting me, you'll be dead. The Chief stated bluntly, again trying to highlight the importance of caution as he picked yet another small card from his desk and handed it to her. It was a business card, quite simplistic in style with text. Donald O'neal - Professional photographer for weddings and gigs alike. 212-509-6995. Donald will be your contact and his job is to try to keep you save and give you any crucial updates if we find out something, and if you find out anything you can tell him. Donald isn't his real name, it's his cover as is his small one man photography business. You two have been friends since childhood and he is your closest friend, like a brother if someone asks. When you two meet under suspicious eyes, try to act relaxed like old friends would. He is off the clock at the moment but you will meet him in the near future Arthur explains and hands her a picture of him to help her recognize him. Arthur walks back to his chair and sits down. Opening the lowest drawer of his desk this time and pulls out a pile of papers attached together by paperclip and put's them on the tables edge on her side on top of the portfolios he put there earlier. If you still are up for the task, I'd need you to sign your name.. real name. on all of these papers, they include your contract with the pay we discussed earlier as well as release of responsibility if something happens to you... Arthur said solemnly as he offered her a pen.
Thread: Non con, tied up and helpless.

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

Suki Kimura 1st September, 2018 New York City, New York Exact Location New York Harbor 2222 PM EST Suki was walking briskly. Not quite in a panicked mode, per se. But there was a certain urgency that anyone would have been able to see. Or rather, that someone was noticing. Granted, she couldn't pinpoint where from or who was watching her. But the sensation of being watched wasn't a foreign one. It had simply strengthened since she joined the NYPD. Suki had experienced her fair share of 'creeps' or 'stalkers' even back during her high school years. Now that the familiar feeling was registering to her, it only made her 'I told you so' mindset kick in. God-fucking-damnit. Do these pricks have a sniper?! But then ... wouldn't that mean they knew cops would be coming here? No good, she muttered, finally pausing in her tracks and taking a moment to regain her composure. Her head tilted back as Suki slowly closed her eyes. In .... and out. In .... and out. The calming breaths continued until she felt well enough to re-open her eyes. Reaching down, she pulled her cell phone out. This doubled, even if it wasn't obvious. She did this for more than checking the time. She was also using it as a makeshift mirror of sorts. Hmmm. No red light ... Not that it meant anything, but it certainly made Suki feel better that if there was a sniper, she was either too far for them to reach or they weren't immediately targeting her. Both of these were decent enough 'blessings' that she could better concentrate and focus on the task at hand. Now ... if you were part of a trafficking group, where would you hide your victims away at, exactly? It took a bit more of swiftly walking. But finally, a slight noise made her head turn as she walked to a large shipping container . And, apparently, she'd arrived in time. A quick glance at her phone indicated there were only two minutes before 2300 would arrive. Please! Is someone out there?! Help us! Shhh. Give me a bit. Oh thank god! While Suki started working on trying to unlock the large, metal box, a frown appeared on her face as Jonathan's voice echoed in her ears again. Kim -- !! Am --- !! Car -- The fuck do you mean? Jonathan?! All she got was static, which caused a Fuck! to elicit from her lips. Hello there, sweetie, she heard from behind her. Before Suki could pivot around, the barrel of a gun pushing against the back of her head registered to her brain. Nu-uh, none of that. You arrived just in time, actually. Here. Let us help you. You'll be a nice addition. Suki's heart was pounding wildly. With what she'd just heard and at least five to eight shadows being seen with her peripheral vision, this was looking and feeling very bad. Her partner was gone, as far as she'd heard. Maybe - hopefully - not dead. But likely incapacitated. Which meant .... there was a good chance no one was around to help her. Suki slowly shook her head, irritated with herself. This was gonna be all - well, mostly - her fault. She never should have agreed to this in the first place. Noted never do anything that isn't by the book again. Shit ...
Thread: The Punisher: Marked For Death (Athene & East)

Frank Castle 1st September, 2018 New York City, New York Exact Location New York Harbor. There was a problem. Frank wasn't completely sure what it was yet, but the cop was definitely a part of it. His target arrived, and he watched from a distance as three vans pulled up. Made sense if they were shipping a lot of cargo than they would need someway to carry the bodies. He sighed, watching the man he had been tracking get out of the car and motion to a few others. Going around the long way. He watched as the cop started to mess around with the frieght container, he wished he could tell her to get the hell out of there. He watched as his target started to confront her, he had to guess that something was jamming the cell signal, or it could be just a bad signal. The harbors were massive, rotted grounds and ruins, they didn't always get good reception especially since water had the natural chaotic behavior of bouncing around radio signals to start with. He was hoping for a raid, instead she was starting to try and open the container. No, come on, you're a cop where's your back up. His scope traced down the line, back to his target now approaching her, he was drawing a weapon. He had to make a choice, risk her life and keep his target alive for interrogation or kill him and the others to protect the cop and the women they were transporting. The choice was easy. One batch. He said stilling his heart, practiced breathing. He kept the riffle trained on his target. Leveling it at the mans head. Two batch. He watched as the man pulled out his gun and spoke with the cop, her time was running out. Something was off, and the raid wasn't coming. He watched for a moment longer, could see the man about to remove the safety from his pistol, if he did that than it would be too risky to shoot him while the gun was leveled at the female cop's head. Frank knew the operation was busted. There would be another night to find out who was buying these women. Penny and a dime. The man's hand reached a little lower about to caress her ass and find the gun that she was hiding in her waistband behind her jacket, when suddenly there was a flash from atop one of the closest closed down buildings. The back of his head broke. The man slumped and a mix of brain matter and blood splashed over the female cop. There were two more flashes from the same location, though aimed at different places in rapid succession, and there was the sound of a body hitting the pavement, and another of something heavy falling into the water. Everything went silent as the man seemed to fall to the ground in slow motion. Frank picked up his riffle getting up, from where he was laying. If nothing else he could search the cars, maybe find some hint of where they came from. Either way he had to clean up his scene. He picked up the three warm shell casing's and started to pack up his riffle into the bag he stowed it.
Thread: The Punisher: Marked For Death (Athene & East)

Suki Kimura 2nd September, 2018 New York City, New York Exact Location En route to a Cafe Outside NYPD Headquarters 1153 AM EST Frank would get his wish it seemed. Suki would indeed walk in after a few moments. It hadn't taken her very long to get dressed however, she had gotten talked to in the hallways of headquarters. And for a bit, she had been fine indulging her colleagues with answers to any questions they had, most of which were about last night. But finally, she put her foot down and insisted she wanted to get some lunch in. Something they understood - and envied since she ended up getting the day off. As such, she looked like she had last night. A typical civilian. The only evidence that would immediately give away she was a cop came in the form of her pistol and ID, the latter of which was in Suki's wallet. In fact, if it weren't for the fact the top was clearly a very different one, it'd be easy to think she'd worn the exact same outfit from last night. Nah. That wasn't her style. She took damn care of herself. In fact, she intended on hitting the gym or jogging after lunch. If she wasn't on duty, she was always keeping active somehow. Heya Kyle! Ahh, Suki! Was wondering if you'd forgotten me or something. Her eyes rolled as she shook her head. You should know me well enough. That being said, I don't need to remind you what I'm gonna ask for, do I? Nope. Gimme five minutes. Perfect. Thanks. While the cashier and sandwich creator got busy, Suki pulled her wallet out and fished out the required amount of money. A five and a one. So have you talked to your boss yet about discounts? Isn't it kinda criminal to charge that much for one damn sandwich? Come on, we've had this talk before. I don't make the rules. I just follow them. Besides, you're not the only one who needs a living. Suki shrugged, unable to argue with that. Fine. Fair enough. Thanks. Crap, umm ... add in a bottle of water, will ya? I'm gonna need that when I leave. Suki pulled out another bill and some change, handing that over. She then reached out and took her food - and any spare change - before turning and sitting down. It was definitely not done on purpose, but she ended up choosing an empty booth that was located right behind Frank.
Thread: The Punisher: Marked For Death (Athene & East)

Frank Castle Frank watched as the ladies of his thoughts walked into the cafe, he smiled for a moment. He thought for sure that he was going to have to wait here for a day or two before she would show up. Still he happy to see that she had shown up, now all he had to do was approach her. Frank got up from his seat and walked over to her table, it wasn't hard considering it was the booth right behind him. This seat taken? He asked as he slid into the seat across from her. Frank took a bite out of his sandwhich for a moment. He wondered if she would just recognize him. At one point or another Frank was the most wanted man in New York, but that was about two years ago, and most people had long forgotten the punisher. At least when he was outside of the bullet proof vest anyway. The lack of a skull made it a lot easier for him to walk around, and with the hood up only Suki could see his face. He looked at her assessing her reaction. His hands were on the table, he wasn't a threat to her. He decided that he was just gonna come out and say something. Introductions were never his strong suit, Frank was never one to call himself a people person. So last night did you get all the credit? Or did they want to know who your back up was? Frank smiled towards her, and tried not to be combative for once. His guard was up though, he waited for her to call him out, or go for her gun. He was more aware in that moment of the danger he was in as he was surrounded by cops, he didn't like hurting cops, and he wasn't ready to publically announce the fact that he was alive to the world. Way I see it you owe me one Mrs? He asked her name. I gave up my best lead to save your rookie butt, so I want to know everything you do about this case.
Thread: The Punisher: Marked For Death (Athene & East)

Frank Castle Frank was a little flattered when she said she had the body of the cop, he didn't miss the look she gave him. It had been a while since any one had flirted with him even subtly so it was kind of nice. That said he was more focused on the mission than her body. Maybe after the fact, but right now he would just let that comment go for now. 2nd September, 2018 New York City, New York Exact Location En route to Suki's home 1213 AM EST Frank listened to her explain at least part of what had happened back at the docks, but she then said the smartest thing she could have said. She was willing to give him the information but in a safe location. Frank got up from his seat. By all means lead the way to your place. He said getting up and having her escort him out of the cop cafe. He was more than happy to get out of the sight of NYPD. He moved along with her keeping his hood up the entire time that they walked together. Till they arrived at Suki's car and he got in. When he was in her car he pulled down the hood revealing more of his face to her. The only reason I know who you are is cause I watched you through the scope of my riffle, I don't actually know your name. I just figured out you were a cop, and well eventually every cop eats there. Hiding in plane sight and waiting for a target, he supposed it was a bit of a bold plan, but in areas where people felt the most safe that was usually the best place to find them. He smiled wondering if she recognized him this time now that she was in his car. He was going out on a bit of a limb here trying to work with a cop, there was a good chance that she might try to turn him in. When the car was in motion he started talking again. It's good that you don't use social media. It lowers the chances of you being recognized, and staying out of the spotlight means that less things will be pointed at you. I know a bit, but not a ton. I was following a trafficker who was kidnapping and moving those girls, the one that caught you was pretty much my best lead to figure out who the buyer was. Frank was keeping his head low as he looked out the window. He let out a sigh. I'll give you all the information I have once we get back to your place. Way i see it we may have to work together on this.
Thread: The Punisher: Marked For Death (Athene & East)

Frank Castle The one and only. Frank couldn't help but be a bit coy and playful in the moment. Being recognized and told that he was still a legend among the NYPD, and among the criminal underground was always kind of gratifying. Even without the skull emblazoned across his chest he still carried himself with an imposing posture so he saw the glint of fear run across Suki's face though she handled it well, better than most of the cops he had met in the past though that was about two years ago when his rampage was still fresh through the city. Frank nodded when they got to her home, it was nice, and on a cops salary it was probably towards the upper scale of what she could afford. Mentioning the rent to own plan he nodded. Yeah that's what my family did a long time ago. Just mentioning his family brought up a small tinge of pain. But at this point he had avenged them twice over, their spirits could rest in peace, and after all that he had done he knew he wasn't going to get to see them in whatever stage of life was after this one. So he had in his own way at least worked towards making peace with that part of his life, and now he was more focused on what he could do in the now, and that was fight his war. A war that would never end, meant that he could work till the end of his days, and while he didn't find any enjoyment in the work he was doing he knew it was the right thing for him. Taking off his shoes as he was told he walked into her home wearing his socks. He pulled off the hoodie as they got into the warmer home, a tight T-shirt pulled across his chest, showing the broad muscles of his chest. As well as his muscled arms. He stretched for a moment going to his full height in the car ride, standing well over Suki he looked at least partly like he could break her, but his face was actually rather pleasant. Thanks, water would be good. Walking around her home she had a few pictures up, he could see important snips from her life like the graduation of the police academy, but her pictures didn't really showcase anyone else in them. You live alone here? No boyfriend? or family that will walk in on this conversation? He asked prying just a little into her personal life as he walked into the living room and took a seat. When she asked him where she wanted her to start and told him not to say the beginning he smiled like she had just cut off the way he had wanted to go about this. I'd like the connections they had. He pulled out the photo he had shown Josie to get the location of the pier. His name or at least the name I got was Toni Esposito. I managed to figure out he was trafficking but not who he was trafficking for, he has to have someone, a business connection, a place he worked, or a friend who was giving him money. I find that guy I find the next one up the ladder from Toni, then after that I find the next guy, till eventually I've climbed the top and know exactly who is running this show. He looked at her. The cops can't chase down businesses without probable cause, I can, So I just need to know where he worked, and who he was close with.
Thread: The Punisher: Marked For Death (Athene & East)

Frank Castle Italian mob, well it was a place to start, Frank could at least admit that much. He had taken down sections of organized crime before in the past, but that was when he had first started out and his public war had taken a lot of prep time, and caused a lot of problems for him. He was pretty sure that doing all of that again would result in him getting caught again and put on trial again, and this time he wouldn't be able to call up Matt. Not that he particularly wanted to call up Dare-Devil for anything that man had basically ruined his own life at this point. When she made a joke about her not being boyfriend-matariel he looked at her slightly surprised. When she went on to explain the two reactions that happened whenever someone found out that she was a cop he actually chuckled a bit. Yeah it was a lot like that back when I was in the military. He did eventually find a woman who could put up with him, but that had been another life time ago. Still he could relate to the younger cops struggles, it was as shame because Suki was rather cute if a bit small. She kind of looked like she would fit in his lap. and that is where I have to end that line of thinking. It had been a few years since he had dated, or done anything romantic. As welcoming a change of pace as that would have been, finding the Italian mob was a higher priority at the moment. As the wheels started to turn that she had been put out to dry, frank rubbed his chin for a moment thinking over all the details that she was telling him. She had broken protocol once already by being on the docs, but for some reason she hadn't been removed from the case, but rather moved away from the italian mob part of it. He took a drink of his water, as he thought about it. Putting his bottle down on a coaster as well. Sounds to me like your boss is trying to shift your priorities away from the other sites. He said he hadn't known about the other sites, if that was the case than there were other traffickers he found one of them, and he would have a better lead as to who was calling the shots. Did any of the other operations land an arrest? and do you know where the other operations were? She was right that the two of them didn't have a way to keep in contact he looked around for a moment. He found a candle and picked it up, moving it to the window that faced the street. You find something, you wanna talk light up that candle at night, and I'll find you. It was just the way frank worked, he didn't like people having the ability to contact him easily. But he could set up a way to monitor her home and a window with relative ease. He looked around out at her neighborhood, she wasn't too far out in the burbs. With his car he could make a trip to her with good timing maybe an hour or two.
Thread: The Punisher: Marked For Death (Athene & East)

Frank Castle Something didn't smell right in the NYPD. Frank couldn't put his finger on it, but he knew that there had been some sort of mistake going into the docks. When she confirmed that other areas had their own arrests and their own operations he wondered just how large a bust this had been. What were all those women even being used for? And why was it that only the docks had gone south. He was suddenly aware just how lucky Suki was that he had been following the perp he was and not somewhere else on a different site following another bust. If that had been the case than Suki would have likely never been seen again either sold into slavery like the other girls, or killed off when she refused to comply. Considering the woman had dog tags, and spoke like a professional could meet his gaze and was made of more stern material than most he would assume that it would have been the latter of the two options. the other odd realization was that Frank didn't actually want to leave, and he could see that Suki felt at least partly the same everything in her demeanor told him that she didn't actually want him to go. It was kind of comforting, she was offering him a lift because he had to assume that she for some reason or another wanted to spend a bit more time with him. I actually left my van in my apartment building. He admitted. I used the subway so I will be fine. New York train systems were often the best way to move about the city. It avoided the often grid like traffic of Manhattan, and connected all five of the districts. He could read the subtext though, and as much as he wanted to stay he knew he had work he needed to do as well. I will be in touch. Frank said going back to the kitchen so he could retrieve his shoes keeping them in hand as he walked towards her front door. I will keep in touch. If I need to find you I know where you live now. For now, it was best that he go, and not let anything destract him from getting his job done, she had given him plenty of information when it came to whom he was fighting, the Italian mafia was a larger organization but at least it was a start he could approach it much the same way as he had with the irish, and the bikers. But Suki... Keep an eye out, you'll be a target now so I will be keeping a watch on you. He said before walking out the door, and into the late evening. He had taken his water bottle with him.