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[nysan]

UNAFFILIATED CONTACT     IF YOUR DESIRED INTERACTION IS TIME-SENSITIVE, PM US FIRST TO WORK OUT THE DETAILS. CREE. Owner of the discreet Gilded Cage hideout. Cree has traveled all of El Nysa and established his spies, or "little birds" in every corner of the world. He knows intimate details about important figureheads of both factions, and suspects that the refugees are not all that they seem to be. Despite being a known criminal and the apparent orchestrator of the VIOLET 2710 attacks, he provides work for the lower class and seems to have a generally positive reputation. He has a strong dislike for Ashti. Cree is almost never seen without a small bird on his shoulder. You might find that you have seen this bird before, and if you listen closely enough, you will hear it speak common to its owner. If you specifically request contact with the the bird alone, it is entirely possible it will carry out a conversation with you. A character's first interaction with Cree is free of any favor, but they will be required to take up a job (thief, enforcer, informant) before they can return for more information. Sign up at the EMPLOYMENT THREAD and direct any other inquiries by characters here. IC consequences for breaking silence on his whereabouts to their other NPCs will be discussed by PM. QUICK NAV premise ● faq ● lore ● map ● npcs taken ● atp/emp ● application ● rep/acp calendar ● hiatus/drops ● modbox [ FULL NAVIGATION ] elnysa nysalogs nysaisles nysaooc elnyan

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[shashka]

[ there had been a time in Ocelot's life when he'd been exceedingly unlucky. where it had felt like he was constantly outplayed, and moved around as a pawn in someone else's game. thankfully, somewhere along the line, his luck had managed to change. back home. he'd taken down most of the people who would use him as a pawn and forged ahead with his own path. here, somehow, he'd managed to avoid a similar fate that had befell his fellow Western enthusiast.

but then again, Ocelot had always been particularly gifted at avoiding detection and collecting information. and somehow, he'd ended up here. a smirk plays on the edge of his lips, wondering if perhaps he's coming face-to-face with a man after his own heart.

time to see. ]

I've been hearing a lot about you lately.

[ from one or two people he managed to question, at least. nothing concrete, but a rumour or two. ]

Olympia and Wyver haven't been the best of terms for years. [ something he'd been sure to look into for his fabricated backstory. ] So tell me something. Was this whole engineered disease meant to bring them together?

[ a pause ]

Or, did someone try to get them exactly where they wanted them so that they could make a play for more power?

[ it was a song-and-dance he'd seen a few times back home. and he knew he had to play his cards carefully. ]

[nysan]

[ His deductions are so on the nose that it's near unsettling. Cree returns his smirk with a smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes as he looks the man over. ]

Influence would be a more conceivable goal, my dear Ocelot. There is no point in gaining power if the forces in which one would rule will become divided again.

[shashka]

[ he can't help but notice that smie, allowing his own to widen as he looks the other man square in the eye. he'd only just met him, but he could almost recognize him as a similar sort of man to himself.

this was something he could work with. but first... more information. ]

You don't think the peace is going to last? Does anyone really even remember what started the conflict between Olympia and Wyver in the first place?

[ they really were just like the USA and Soviet Union. it made it all the easier for him. ]