VonKraft's Penhouse

Justin, let me put it to you simply. You have two choices on how to get out of here: 1) The girl dies here and now, or 2) she puts the collar on. Now, either one of those happens, or I start having my Lightning Canon blast away at random targets.

*Sweets rubs his chin for a moment*...hmmm ruin other lives, let her be in your hands. Fine, put the collar on her.

*VonKraft snaps his fingers, signalling a pair of guards to put the collar around Saya's neck.* There, now was that so bad?

No, but i will be reworking our trade routes, i doubt there's many people manufacturing any medical equipment, and you'll be running dry soon.

*VonKraft presses a button, forcing Saya to scratch at her own face hard enough to leave a deep scratch. Blood dripping form the cut* And then the girl will die anyway, really Justin do you think I'm so stupid to let a loop out out that you can exploit?

(OOC: I got permission from her to do that, by the way)

You dont want me to answer that. *Sweets removes his device from the door.*If that's all vonkraft, i'll be taking her away from here.

Hmmm... Actually, no you wont. I've changed my mind. *VonKraft presses another button and forces Saya to walk away from Sweets and towards VonKraft* I've decided that I need a medic, and this one will do just fine. Now, leave Justin Sweets.

*Sweets smirks*And here I thought we were friends. Choose your battles wisely. *Sweets turns leaving.*

Et tu Justin Sweets, et tu. *VonKraft nods, the elevator closing on Sweets*

*VonKraft watches as the Haven perimeter is set up around his base. He smiles, sipping a glass of wine* Well well Justin, you've moved your pawns into position. Let's see if you try and take out my rook.

Saya lies on her side, oblivious of the war that is taking place outside. "I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts... do do do..." She sighs, not only from boredom, but from the feeling of helplessness.

*The elevator dings, and VonKraft steps out, his confident smile gone* It seems Justin Sweets wants you a bit more than I first believed. *He looks out the large window at the man, standing in the field of sand below* Even enough to threaten every life in this building, including yours.

"Isn't that counter-fucking-intuitive?" She groans

He's most likely bluffing, knowing his love for humanity. *He turns back to Saya and cracks his knuckles* And his hatred for people winning against him, he'd even take the last hope from a dying man. *He grabs a bottle of blood wine and chugs down a portion of it*

"Got Cha... Considering I can't do shit, what are you going to do? snuff me?"

No, I'm letting you go. *He turns back to her, beckoning her to come to him* You'll be under his servitude apparently, instead of aiding me. I want you to know, half the reason I wanted you to try and fix me is because it would be a stab in your ancestor's eye.

"Like I fucking care about my ancestor. Anything we share is the hatred of him. And I'm a freelancer, So why fight over me?"

Because what I have is something that no one has the cure for, and I'm sure Justin Sweets only wants you to work for him on his 'humanitarian missions', Miss Saya. Now... *He walks over to the doctor, and unhooks the Collar of Control from her neck* Now go.

"Do I have permission? sir?" She says with a near blank face.

*VonKraft slaps Saya hard, leaving a mark on her cheek and a slight cut from his still dagger like finger nails* You will do as you please, Miss Daulton.

She holds her cheek as she takes steps towards the elevator. "A pleasure as always..."

*VonKraft looks out the window once more, then to the small picture on his desk. A small girl smiles from the picture, the CEO of Anubis Industries lets a single tear of weakness fall* I'm sorry Dorothy...

(OOC:I'm sorry I havent posted in a while,I have been moving to another country)