Bright Lights, Last City

[w0ndergirl4]

(closed for teasingSophie)

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Fannon Relm​

22 years old-5'5"-115 lbs​

Setting: It's the year 2143 and the last bastion of civilization is New Tokyo, a massive, sprawling complex of steel and concrete, lights and shadow. Humanity has just managed to survive disease and disaster and perhaps most dangerous of all, its own penchant for self destruction, to forge a new beginning. Each day the city grows larger and larger and the fragile peace is kept by a government that is overwhelmed with responsibility and a police force that is hopelessly out numbered.

Background: Fannon Relm, the youngest and newest detective on New Tokyo's police force, was born and raised in the city and at one time she knew every building and every back alley, but each day that passes, the city changes and not always for the better. Determined to protect the honest citizens of New Tokyo against a growing criminal element, Fannon has given up whatever hopes she had of a family or personal life. For her there are only the long nights and the bright lights of the last city on Earth.

 

[w0ndergirl4]

3:14 am. Fannon had been waiting in the shadows of the alley for nearly four hours, surrounded by the sounds of the city. The whirring of the hover cars that blurred past, the hum of the of neon signs that dominated the main street, voices, loud and soft that seemed to fill every nook and cranny of the night. Waiting and watching, hoping that the tip she’d gotten from her informant would pay off. A new drug had been flooding into the city for more than a month now, leaving a trail of overdoses in its wake and the trail had led her here. Low Town.

Low Town was one of the older parts of New Tokyo, named for the fact that it lacked any of the super scapers that dominated newer sections of the city. In Low Town the tallest buildings were at best 50-60 stories in height, whereas even the shortest of the super scapers that had been built in other areas were 200 stories tall. That was the official reason for the name. It just happened to be one of the seedier sections of New Tokyo, a place where crime was rampant, almost as rampant as poverty and desperation. When people in Fourth District or the Waterfront or the Heights talked about Low Town, they weren’t referring to the size of the buildings.

No surprise that her investigation into the Copper deaths had lead her here. Copper was the new it drug. Cheap, easy to produce in mass quantities and extremely potent. And if not mixed correctly, extremely deadly. It was a hallucinogen, something in great demand in a time when people needed to escape and there was no place left to escape to. Didn’t matter what they were actually trying to escape from, violence, starvation, disease, maybe just the overwhelming sense that somehow humanity was suffocating itself to a long overdue extinction. Whatever the reason, Copper use had exploded since its arrival. Something had to be done to stop it.

Dut had told her that if she watched the all night diner on the corner of 342nd street and Orleans she might see a young man named Windsor making a delivery of Copper to one of his regulars. If she could catch Windsor with the Copper on him she might just be able to get him to give up some names. It wasn’t much, but it was a start, Fannon thought as she studied the pedestrians that passed by. Dut had given her a pretty detailed description of the street dealer, but so far, no sign of him. No sign of him and it was getting very late.

Fannon was just reaching for the com link on her badge so that she could check in with headquarters when she caught sight of a tall, slender young man with a slight limp and a rather prominent scar on his neck. The man had to be Windsor. He was carefully and quickly weaving through the other people on the sidewalk, moving in the direction of the diner. Finally, Fannon thought as she slipped from the shadows of the darkened alley, one hand carefully placed on the holster of her SDG, and her old fashioned pump action shot gun strapped to her back. The goal was to intercept Windsor before he reached the diner and made his drop, so that she could catch him carrying. Unfortunately, just as Fannon was about to cut the dealer off he looked up, his eyes growing wide as he slowed to a stop, trying to decide if the armed detective moving toward him was just a coincidence.

“Apparently he doesn’t believe in coincidence,” Fannon said to herself as she saw Windsor turn and begin running in the opposite direction, clearly hoping to lose her in the crowd. Without any hesitation, the young detective sprinted after the drug dealer, determined to close the distance before he could slip away into the night.

 

[teasingSophie]

Kemmi Takino had just turned 18. She was trying to live her life of an ordinary teenager, although her vision of "ordinary" wasn't the way of life shared by most girls her age. her father, Daitino Takino, was leader of one of the biggest chemical companies in the world, based of course in New Tokyo. Living in the talolest of the super scapers, obtaining anything she wanted almost before thinking about it, never allowing her hover car to go below the famous 120th level of the buildings, living in a flat larger than many people could think it was possible to build (which even had a terrace with real plants and trees, real ones, not synthetic), using always the latest gadgets and high-end stuff, having all the boys at her feet, and going to a school for rich-familie children, she in fact didn't know much about the outer world. but she didn't care. She knew her world and was sure it was the only world worth to be known.

Yes, her way of life carried some specialties, mainly traditions. She was going to a school still using uniforms, so she complained to it. But she was happy the uniforms were made form one of the most reknown tailors. Her dad was very strict about the hours she could go out and where and with whom. She had to be there for many parties he held, with politicians and managers and other important people, so she had to attend them with a certain attitude and clothing, due to her rank. Her dad was in fact much into tradition ; and as her mum died 4 years ago, he was Kemmi's only figure of authority. And she knew that some of those tatooed men with black suits and sunglasses weren't always completely clean, but she didn't give a fuck because that allowed her to have all the money she wanted. Her own private bank account was always well founded.

In the previous days, Kemmi had begun to feel some sort of tension at home. her dad was going more and more distant. She didn't understand why, but it was clearly related to work. With her dad, everything was always related to work. She had seen more and more of strange men and owmen coming in and out rather discreetly of her dad's office. She was feeling him more and more nervous, and avoiding everyone of her questions about it. Something wasn't right in Takino's family. She even saw cops one day at home. Not the usual really high-end officers, but some rougher and uniformed and armed people, leaving home just when she was landing her hover car on the parking lot.

But Kemmi knew her dad would handle it well and preserve their nice way of life. At least preserve her way of life, and that was all that counted.

On that day, Kemmi's at school as usual. Listening to the course, she follows some news on her personnla assistant and reads what's going on in the world. Some pop-stars gossips, some new couples forming among celebrities, important things at last, going faster through those horrbile news of deaths in the streets of New Tokyo due to a new drug. Drugs! How can one die of drugs. She sometimes use drugs of course,l like all of her friends. Things delicately engineered to have some precise effects, and that her nano-augmented bio-functionnalities would assimil perfectly. That was drug! She would then feel dizzy and fine for some time during the party, and only the party, before returning to a normal state of mind that her dad would never know what she had taken. How can one take a thing that could make him die? how can one engineer a drug that was not perfectly timed and adjusted to a body? Gee, life seemed more and more gruesome down there.

 

[w0ndergirl4]

Brushing past a startled vendor, her eyes following Windsor who was angling toward a narrow side street, Fannon considered using one of the A12 tablets that she kept stashed in the front pocket of her uniform. They weren't exactly department issue, but the added adrenaline boost had ended more than one pursuit before it could get out of hand. Reaching the corner of the street she realized it wouldn't be necessary. She had already closed half the distance between herself and the fleeing drug dealer, thanks to limp in his gait. Ten more seconds and she would have him.

Nine. Eight. Seven. Without breaking her stride, Fannon freed her Shock Stick from the loop on her belt. Six. Five. Four. She was close enough that she could hear Windsor's labored breathing now as he tried his best to speed up. Three. Two. Then suddenly the tall, lanky man turned and swung his arm toward the pursuing police detective, a small, rusty knife clutched in his hand. Fannon didn't even slow down, ducking she slid beneath his arm and let the crackling shock stick glance lightly off his left knee before coming to a stop.

Windsor crumpled to the pavement, his knife skittering into the shadows as he grasped at his knee and howled in pain. Keeping the shock stick held in front of her, Fannon slowly walked over to where the injured man lay. "Next time, don't run, and stop screaming, the pain will go away in a few seconds," she said as she stood over him. "It will be at least ten minutes before your leg works right again, but the sting usually goes away long before that."

"You fucking bitch!" Windsor managed to finally say, spittle flying from his lips as he struggled to sit up. "What the hell? I didn't do anything."

"First, that's not exactly the best way to start off a relationship is it? Calling one another names? Second, can we just skip the whole part of the conversation where you pretend like you don't know why I was chasing you? You know the part where you pretend like you weren't about to make a delivery to one of your customers at the diner?"

"I don't know--" Windsor started to protest, but a quick crackle from the shock stick and a menacing smile from Fannon brought him up short.

"Now, that's more like it," she said. "I think as we get to know each other better and our relationship begins to grow, you'll find that a little cooperation goes a long way with me. Now roll over onto your stomach and put your hands behind your back."

Scowling, the dealer did as instructed, still wincing at the pain in his leg. Once he was in position, Fannon dropped a knee down on the middle of his back and leaned down to clamp a pair of cuffs around his wrists. With his hands secured she began to search his pockets. Ten vials of Copper and sizable stack of cash.

"You know ten vials is enough to put you away for five years, right Windsor?" she explained as she stood back up, the evidence clutched in her hand. "Anything over two years means one of the prisons in the wasteland. You know that, right?"

"Come on, officer, you can't do that to me," the man replied as he managed to roll over onto his back. "You know what those places are like. You might as well just shoot me now. Can't you cut me a break? I mean...if you dropped one of those vials...then it wouldn't be a class D, right? Then you could just let me serve my time in the city..."

"That's true, Windsor," Fannon responded, slipping nine of the vials into an evidence bag. "And it's not as if I really care a whole lot about getting one low level dealer off the street. But what would my motivation be? Why would I want to cut you a break? Unless you could give me some information..."

"Damnit! I can't rat out these Copper guys, you don't know what they would do to me," Windsor cursed.

"Worse than what would happen to you in one of the long term lockups?"

"Depends on whether you believe the gossip on the street about them," he said, the tone of his voice clearly indicating that he did believe the gossip.

"Fair enough, can you walk? I want to get you back to headquarters so I can get some sleep," the young detective said as she reached down and took hold of Windsor's arm, preparing to lift him up.

"Wait, wait! Maybe I can give you something else. Nuthin' related to the Copper but something good," he pleaded, jerking his arm from her grasp. "Some guys I know, they sold some weapons to a guy the other day. Real top quality stuff, plasma rifles and shit. The guy asked about some body armor too, said he was going to need it for his job."

"Okay, I'll bite. What job?" Fannon asked, impatience in her voice.

"Well, he didn't say, but word on the street is that the guy and the people he works for are looking to go after one of the penthouses in the Heights," Windsor explained.

"What do you mean? A robbery? You gotta give me something better than that," the detective replied, her voice skeptical.

"No. I mean, I thought that's what they were talking about at first, too, but it turns out they're planning to kidnap someone. Someone important," he said, desperate to convince his captor of the importance of his information. "They said someone from the Takino family was the target...wife or kid or something...I don't know...And they said it was happening in the next two days."

Takino. Fannon knew the name. Rich, powerful. The perfect target for someone looking to make a big score or maybe even someone looking to gain a political advantage. She knew Windsor might be completely full of shit, but if there was even a chance that he was telling the truth, something had to be done.

 

[teasingSophie]

The school was really boring that day. A couple of Kemmi's best friends were sick, some other had taken a few day soff with their families (yes, when you're in a private school where your parents hold a lot of the incoming money, you can take days off almost whenever you want to). The teachers seemd in a bad moon, even the sexy and usually funny gym instructor. Kemmi reached with relief her hover car at the end of classes and turned the music on. Loud. She needed a little cheering, something happy, some action. She called home... Dad wasn't there, she told the robotic maid that she wasn't coming home yet and that she wouldn't be eating at home this evening.
Kemmi lauched her hover car towards the more lively district of Haunsang, a place full of neons, large ads, bars, pubs, concerts halls, music clubs and so on. The best places for wealthy young people in town. She knew that in most of those places she could find someone she knew. And today she was up for something really cool. In fact, as it was Friday evening, she had decided that her week-end would be quite a hell of a giant party. She landed on top of the Antica, a 24/7 music club. Not many people inside but she went straight to Gecko, a drug reseller she knew from years. Yes, the good drugs she liked to take. She exchanged some yuans for a nice choice of well-engineered stuff.

And on the dancefloor, she took the first pill, making her almost instantly feel dizzy, her body acting like in a trance to the sound ofthe music, responding to the low sounds that did resonnate throughout her bones.

 

[w0ndergirl4]

"I've got a lock on the daughter's hover craft, sir," Fannon said into the comm-link in her badge. "It's located at a dance club called Antica in the Haunsang district. I'll be there shortly."

"Very well, Detective Relm," Captain Lee's voice answered. "The rest of the family is secured in the safe house location. Retrieve the girl and meet us there. And Relm, watch yourself, we still don't have any idea how or when this was supposed to go down."

"Understood, Captain," she said as her hover cycle banked into a turn and then accelerated out of the turn. "I'll check in once I have her in my custody. Relm out."

Killing the comm-link, Fannon focused on locating the dance club, glancing from the cycle's monitor to the cityscape in front of her. Should be just behind that old apartment tower...there. Circling and descending, the young detective quickly pulled into the docking station at the club, barely waiting for the inertial dampeners to lock on to her cycle before she vaulted off and onto the concrete walkway that led to the club's entrance.

Sweeping past the doormen with a flash of her badge she entered Antica and was quickly assaulted by the blaring, pulsing music and the accompanying flashes and swirls of lights. With a touch of her finger her glasses adjusted for the club's lighting making it easier for her to see in the chaos of light and dark. The club wasn't crowded yet, but it was large and there were enough people that it wasn't going to be easy to find her target. Kemmi Takino.

She has to be here somewhere and I need to find her fast, Fannon thought to herself as she moved into the club.

 

[teasingSophie]

The two guys who came dnacing close to her were handsome. Although their bad choice in wearing plain and too-stricit black clothes was not very appealing, they had faces and smiles that simply made her bit at the bait. Kemmi was swaying her body seducively between the two of them, arms extended far over her head, thus pulling her tight top out of her uniform short skirt and exposing her flat tummy and pierced navel. Her eyes moved from one to the other. THey were so charming, it would be hard to choose between them. She suddenly let out a loud laugh as she thought about not choosnig. Of course she had heard friends talking about group things, but Kemmi had never believed about such a naughty thing.

The guy behind her suddenly was very close, he seemed to try to sway his lips with hers but wasn't really capapble to follow the rythm of the music ; surely not used to dance clubs. But he put his hands on her hips and was grinding himself against her. She began to feel slightly aroused, the drug making its effect on her mind and the closeness of this body doing the rest. She let him come close. The other guy was approaching, facing her.

Amongst the drug effects, Kemmi had a flash of clarity... the guy wasn't smiling gently anymore, he had a far nastier grin. And... there under his jacket was a gun... She shook her head, trying to push back the drug, but it was timed for another couple of hours and she fall back into its effect, leaning back against the handsome guy behind her, swaying her butt on his thighs, his hands holding her hips firmly...

The second guy came closer... and gently grab her wrists...

 

[w0ndergirl4]

Fannon had a bad feeling that something was wrong. The first sign had been the three large men standing by the back entrance. They were all dressed in black and not one of them looked like they belonged in the dance club. At least one had a slight bulge in the side of his jacket. Careful not to be seen by them, she had skirted the edge of the dance floor. That was when she saw the second sign that something was wrong. Fannon had glanced toward one of the circular bars that were setup throughout the club and just happened to make eye contact with a brightly dressed female bartender. A flash of surprise passed over the woman's face, her eyes widening. Then she immediately looked toward the center of the dance floor, waving a hand in an attempt to get someone's attention.

Following the woman's eyes, Fannon quickly spotted two men dressed in black, seemingly dancing with an attractive young woman. The men were dressed just like the three men at the back entrance and just as out of place as they had been. And the girl, dressed in her school uniform, was Kemmi Takino. Whatever there plan had been, apparently, having been warned of the detective's presence by the bartender, the two men had clearly decided that they couldn't wait to lure the teenager to the back of the club anymore. One stood behind her, his body pressed against hers, while the other closed in and took hold of the girl's wrist.

Fannon closed the distance between herself and the trio in the center of the dance floor, pulling her SDG from the holster and waving startled patrons out of her way. She knew she had to act quickly before the three men at the back of the club were aware of what was happening. The black haired man standing behind Kemmi pushed away from the girl and moved to intercept Fannon while the other man pulled her to his chest and wrapped his arms around the girl.

Recognizing that the man was intending to slow her down while his partner pulled their victim to the back of the club, Fannon sprinted toward him then dove into a forward roll that took her past him. As the kidnapper turned, drawing a gun from his jacket, Fannon popped up and triggered her SDG. The effect was immediate and inescapable, the air around the kidnapper shimmering just before the concussive sound thudded through the night club and the man was sent flying through the air to land against the side of the bar. Fannon was already closing in on the second man who was struggling to drag the teenage girl with him.

"Let her go," the young detective shouted as she moved closer to the man who was trying to pull his gun while maintaining control of his hostage.

"Back off, bitch, or I'll put a bullet in the girl right here," the man growled, finally freeing his handgun and brandishing it in front of him.

As Fannon tried to decide what to do she caught a hint of movement off to the side. It was the other three kidnappers. Discharging her SDG had drawn their attention. Okay, Fannon, think fast or things are going to get out of control quickly...

 

[teasingSophie]

The world suddenly seemed to roll around like a crazy dance with strong hallucinogens. Kemmi found herself pushed around between the two men. He grabbed her wrist hard and she let out a scream ; he was holding her too hard. And there she was suddenly with he rback against him. He was holding her. not tenderly as she was thinking it would be. it was hard grip, almost blocking her breath. She couldn't move excpet following him as he was stepping backwards. Shouts, screams, people running around. The drug in her mind was fuzzing all her sensations, she didn't realize exactly what was going on, she only knew that it wasn't normal. She saw the woman... a cop as it seemed. "Oh God, Kemmi thought, she's going to arrest me for the drugs, I'll have to explain to dad about it and..." A tear appeared in Kemmi's eye.

The quick move of the cop seemed so blurry for her dizzy mind. And suddenly the shot. The noise. The second man flew and landed hard. There was blood. Kemmi screamed. The drug effects began to fade away. Fear hormones were supposed to push away the well-enginneered drugs in order to prevent the bad effects.

Kemmi's mind began to realize it all. The cop was staring at her. She was pointing her gun at her. Or at the man who was holding her. He also had a gun. The customers were scattered around now and Kemmi began to feel real fear... What the hell was going on?

 

[w0ndergirl4]

As Fannon felt her heart begin to beat faster, time seemed to slow down around her. She noticed several things in that frozen moment, such as the way Kemmi's eyes were dilated, clearly indicating that she was under the influence of some kind of drug, or the fact that the kidnappers that were coming toward her were making no attempt to get between her and the man who held Kemmi, nor were they attempting to flank her. One thing was for sure, they weren't professionals, if they were they would be doing one or the other, and they certainly wouldn't be bunched so close together.

Deciding not to wait until they had a chance to realize their mistake, Fannon launched herself onto a nearby table and fired her SDG at the three approaching men. A moment later a thud shattered the air and the three men went sprawling through the air, landing hard against the back wall and then the floor. The athletic, young detective didn't waste time admiring her handy work as she vaulted off the table onto another and another, quickly circling the room before the last kidnapper could figure out what she had in mind.

When the man finally realized that Fannon was trying to cut off his escape route by reaching back door before he could, he began to fire his weapon in her direction, missing wildly. Happy that her ploy had worked, Fannon reached for the small yellow ball tucked into her belt. It was called a yellowjacket by most police, but officially it was a Fire Arms Suppression Unit. Which was a fancy way of saying that it would seek out an recently fired weapon and disarm it. As she dove off the last table and rolled toward the doorway at the back of the club, the detective launched the yellowjacket into the air in the direction of the armed man.

"Damnit!" the man yelled a few seconds later as he backed away from the teenage girl clutching his gun hand which was now empty and likely hurting from the residual shock from the yellowjacket. Fannon didn't give him time to recover, emerging from the doorway and firing her SDG in his direction even as she raced forward and grabbed Kemmi by the hand.

"Come with me if you want to live," she told the girl even as she pulled her toward the front of the club. As they reached the door, Fannon glanced over her shoulder and saw that at least two of the would be kidnappers were coming around. "We have to get out of here," she said, as much to herself as to Kemmi.

Racing to her hover cycle, the teenage girl in tow, Fannon scanned the docking area and saw that two more men in black were coming around the corner from the back of the building. Shoving Kemmi onto the cycle, Fannon climbed on behind her and a moment later the cycle's engined roared to life. Wrapped one arm tightly around the school girl, Fannon glided away from the night club and the men who were chasing after them, determined to lose them in the night sky.

 

[teasingSophie]

Kemmi screamed as the body began to fell all around her. She didn't catch exactly what was going on and she screamed, it was the only thing she could do. She was afraid, clearly now, and she was feeling the drug being drained from her veins and losing its effects. She was trying to grab the situation and understand. The cop cannot be after her for the drugs, she wouldn't be killing this many people.
She felt the woman's hand firm on her own wrist and she felt herself being dragged with the order to get out of this place. She followed,unable to think of any other thing to do.
Soon Kemmi found herself on a hover bike, her tiny body pressed between the hard metal of the vehicle and the strong body of the cop who was already pulling the bike up in the air. The rush of fresh air took away the last effects of the drug. Kemmi turned her head slightly backwards and screamed to the cop... "What the hell is going on...?!?!"

 

[w0ndergirl4]

Fannon ignored the shouts of her young passenger for the moment as she spoke into her comm-link, "Target acquired, Captain, but I don't know if we'll be able to make it to the Safe House. I've got at least four suspects on my tail and closing fast. What do you have nearby?"

The brunette risked a glance over her shoulder as she banked around a radio tower and waited for Captain Lee's response. At the speed they were moving, and the amount of aerial traffic in the sky at night, it was difficult to tell in just a glance if anyone was following her, how many or how close they were. She dipped erratically and then quickly began to ascend, hoping to see signs that someone was following her pattern. If they were behind her they were smart enough not to mimic her every movement.

"Sending you the coordinates for an apartment where you can lay low for the night," the Captain's voice burst from the comm-link. "Tell the clerk at the desk 'blueberry' and he'll give you the key. Call me once you are safe."

"And Relm?"

"Yes, Captain?"

"Be careful."

"Alright, miss, time to go dark, hold on tight," with that pronouncement, Fannon tightened the grip she had on Kemmi's waist pulling the girl tighter against her chest. Then without any warning, the detective cut the power to the cycle. The sounds of the engine died, the lights went out and an instant later the lifeless cycle began to plunge into the darkness.

Fannon let the cycle free fall, hoping that any one pursuing them would be unable to locate them in the chaos of the city's skyline. They fell nearly five hundred feet before the brunette finally pushed the button to restart the engine. A moment later the bike roared back to life and began to pull out of the fall. She left the lights off, as she circled back the way they had come and headed in the direction of the apartment the Captain had given her.

Ten minutes later, Fannon entered the apartment building and retrieved the key from the desk clerk, pulling Kemmi Tikano by the elbow. They quickly made their way to the third floor and into the small, sparsely decorated apartment. Flipping a single light on, Fannon sat the teenager down on the bed and returned a moment later with a glass of water and a pill, "Take this, it will help clear your head," she instructed.

 

[teasingSophie]

Kemmi was feeling so helpless on the bike. Her question was unanswered... or unheard. The cop seemed focused, she had a conversation with someone else, she looked back more than once over her hsoulder. And she made some fool moves around with her bike. Kemmi closed her eyes at least four times, sure that they were going ot hit another vehicle or a wall.

And there came that terrific moment. In a blink she heard that it was time to go black. As the cop's grip on her get tighter, she obediently held on tighter, her fingers clutching to whatever she could on the bike. And there her stomach moved upwards inside her as the bike fell. Fell... fell. She almost apssed out. No rollercoaster or crazy drunk young driver had ever made her feel that way. She wondered if she would throw everything up or if her entrails owuld one be in the right position again. The air was passing so quickly along them, she was sure they were going to hit the floor... When suddenly the engine roared and they were running again fast...and horizontally. Kemmi sighed deeply. She was shaking, frightened on the bike, gripping tightly, her fingers bitting the seat.

Kemmi wasn't able to utter a word, she just stumbled slowly behind the cop, as she was dragged in a dimly litted room. When the officer came back with a glass of fresh water, she looked up at her and took it, drinking it all in one move. Kemmi kept eye contact with the cop...
- Are you out of your mind? What's all this? What happened? Where are we? Who are you?

 

[w0ndergirl4]

"Kemmi, listen to me," Fannon said as she reached down and took hold of the young woman's shoulders to try to calm her down. "My name is Detective Relm and I was sent to find you because a threat has been made against your family." As she stared into the teenager's eyes she could see that the dilation in her eyes had nearly faded, which meant most likely the girl was finally starting to come out of the drug induced stupor she'd been under.

"I know this is all probably a little overwhelming, but obviously the information we uncovered that indicated that a member of your family was going to be kidnapped was accurate," Fannon went on, sitting down on the bed next to the frightened girl. "I'm just glad that I found you when I did. If I'd been just five minutes later, I think those men would have already slipped out the back of the club with you."

"Did they say anything to you? Give you any idea what their plan was?" the detective asked, turning her body slightly so that she could face Kemmi.

 

[teasingSophie]

Kemmi tried to let out some words, not knowing where to begin. It was so strange. But then it explained what had just happened. Finally she was able to utter so words in a whisper, looking into the detective's eyes...
"But he was so nice and gentle, he... they were nice... seductive... they weren't mean or bad or... (a little sob) but then you came in and... Oh God you're sure about that? I... I have to call my dad, I have to..."
Kemmi began shuffling in her stuff and took out her cell as the detective asked about their plans...
"A plan? A place? Something? No, they said nothing in fact... we... we dind't have to talk, it all was going so nicely without words..."

 

[w0ndergirl4]

Fannon wasn't surprised to find out that the kidnappers hadn't spoken to Kemmi, considering how loud the club's music had been. Even if they had she wasn't sure the teenage girl would have remembered any of it considering how out of it she had seemed. For a brief moment, Fannon considered going back to the club to see if any of the black clad men were still there, but she knew she couldn't leave the frightened girl alone.

"You can't use your phone, Miss Takino," the detective said, reaching down and placing her hand over Kemmi's hand to prevent her from using the phone she had produced from her bag. "It's very possible that the people behind this attempt have the capability of triangulating your position based on your cell. Your family is safely in police custody in a secure location. Everything is going to be okay now."

Fannon stood and slowly began to remove her weapons and other equipment, placing them carefully on the dresser. As she turned back to face the young woman on the bed she slipped her glasses off and twirled them between her thumb and index finger. "I'm assuming you've never seen any of those men before, right? Think about whether you might have seen them at the club before, or maybe around your school?"

 

[teasingSophie]

Kemmi seemed shocked... not only that woman ordered her something (Kemmi wasn't used to hear the word "no" from any other person than her dad), but she prevented her form using her phone, that sacred any revered object she needed to live her life.
Looking at the officer as she was taking off her stuff, she realized how many weapons and gadgets Relm was transporting.

"Well, no I don't think I've seen those men before. Anyway, I've seen a lot of men in dark suits and sunglasses in my dad's office, but that's all. Oh, you know those two had tatoos on their necks. Don't know if that could help, they had a strange dragon made of metallic plates. I spotted it because I love tatoos and I'm more used to traditionnal and organic dragons, not those. "

She showed her cell.

"But I need to use it. I should contact friends, tell them why we can't have a party tonight and tell my dad wehre I am. And I have to check my online agenda, you know tomorrow morning I have to go to the hairdresser, and then I had that shoping planned. And... "
Kemmi caught the detective's glance.
"You mean that all of this is cancelled?"

 

[w0ndergirl4]

Fannon watched patiently as reality finally began to dawn on the teenager sitting on the bed, the expression on her face changing from anxious to shocked in that instant. "I'm afraid so, at least for the time being," she said as she sat back down next to Kemmi. "The important thing for now, is to keep you and your family safe until we can determine the extent of the threat and eliminate it."

"Now you mentioned that the men had tattoos. Do you think you could draw them for me?" the detective asked, realizing that the minor detail might be the only lead she had to work with at the moment. "Let me get you a piece of paper and a pen."

Fannon rummaged through the bedside table and produced a pen with the hotel name on it, and a small pad of paper with the same name and logo at the top. As she turned back to Kemmi and handed her the two items, she gave the young girl a smile. "Take your time, try to remember any details you can about the tattoos, okay?"

 

[teasingSophie]

Kemmi closed her eyes, trying to remeber the tatoo as best as she could, forming them in her mind. When she opened her eyes, she began tracing the lines on the paper. She was focusing intently.
She did her best and at the end was rather happy with herself. This looked more or less like it. Although she didn't knew the sense it might have. But she had seen enough criminal movies and series to nkow that this could be a lead. She smiled shyly at the officer when handing her back the paper. And at that moment Kemmi realized how close the cop was sitting next to her. Really close. And at that moment, Kemmi knew under how good a protection she was. It seemed that Officer Relm wouldn't leave her alone anymore. She sighed.

- Are you going to stay with me?