NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Not an RP yet, just a story, might be an RP later, maybe someone could contract The Corporation, we'll figure it out. Feel free to comment and what not, tag for later involvement, etc.

IC:

New Ausdon International, Main Terminal
Background Music: Name of the Game by The Crystal Method

The airport in New Ausdon was crowded as usual, with flights leaving and arriving to the capitol of Imitora. Men and women in all forms of dress walked around, looking for the proper terminal, finding a rental car agency, going through customs, and the like. Some were meeting friends and family, others were dropping of companions and spouses.

Robert Attaway sat in a bagel shop, munching on poppy seed bagel with some sort of flavored cream cheese, sipping juice from a plastic bottle. He looked around, his eyes darting around the main lobby of the airport, looking for his contact.

Robert really had no idea why he was doing what he was. Selling out his own government for no reason. It wasn't that he didn't like his home, and it wasn't like he was getting a huge sum of cash for the meeting. No, it was just something in him that said go for it. Sell out. He worked for one of the major military production companies, and up for sale was plans for one of the new fighters in production. Specs, blue prints, everythign, was on the small plastic sheet in front of him. Just pop it into any data reader, and bingo, you were set.

He looked around, seeing airport police and ISF gaurds, armed heavily with CAR-35s and side arms. He wondered if any of them new why he was here, if he had been found out, if maybe his contact, who was now 25 minutes late, had been cought, and sold out for lesser punihsment.

His fears were eased when he saw his contact, an older looking man, round the corner. He was wearing a biege sports jacket and matching pants with a black polo style shirt. He wore reflective aviator style sunglasses, and a pair of stylish, yet cheap, dress shoes. He walked up to the counter, ordered a plain bagel with plain cream cheese, then sat at the table across from Attaway.

"Mr. Attaway, Sam Byrnes," he said, extending his hand. He smiled pleasently, and then bit into his bagel. He chewed, and swalloed, then pulled an envalope out of his pocket. It was thick, obviously with money. Five hundred thousand allied credits was a bit smaller than Robert thought.

He took the envalope, opened it, and looked inside. He looked up at Sam, and spoke quietly, as if anyone around him was looking out for a meeting like this. "I thought we agreed on five hundred. This is only ten thousand? Dont you try to cheap me out of this," he said roughly.

"Relax," Sam replied. "Relax. Its just to show Im serious. You think security is just gonna let me waltz on through with a briefcase full of cash. This is to show you we're serious, and proove that we're looking for the goods. The rest of the cash is outside in my car. You wanna go get it out there?"

Robert looked around. This oculd be a trap, maybe they, whoever they were. planned on luring him out of public, taking the goods, and keeping the money. But, he had gotten this far without an serious cautionary acts, so he tucked the envalope with the cash into his jacket pocket as a silent afirmation.

Parking Garage A4, level two
Background Music: Born to Slow by The Crystal Method

Sam lead Robert to a black Lexus sports car, a 2004 SC 430. Sam opened the trunk, and pulled out a metalic briefcase. He opened it, displaying the rows of cash. Robert couldn't surpress a grin. He huridly handed over the small plastic sheet containg the info on the new fighter.

Remeber Sam, dont do anythgin till he takes the cash, a voice in the back of his head reminded him. It wasn't the voice of caution, or his conscience, but the voice of Amanda Byrnes, his daughter and associate.

He watched as Robert closed the briefcase. 3 He locked the case, and ran his hand over the top, his hand gliding along the smooth surface. 2. He wraped his hand around the handle, and non-hesitantly, lifted the case up, letting it fall to his side. 1.

"GO!" Sam shouted, and less than five seconds later, three black Lexus ES430s came around teh corners of the triangular parking center, red lights flashing. The stopped all near Robert, who had dropped the briefcase, and instinctivly put his hands up.

Six men now had carbines leveled at the head of Robert Attaway, who had no dropped to his knees. He turned and looked up at Sam, who know had a Belgium made FN 5.7 pointed at him. Robert had tears in his eyes. "No..." he managed to mutter as he was forced to the ground, and cuffed.

702 October Street, New Hostun, 3 days later

Sam sat behind his desk wearing a black and white suit, reading briefs and possible contracts. The Corporation was a for hire inteligence and security group, and one of the largest. They recruited field officers from around the world; from militaries, intel agencies, and mercenary groups.

His daughter walked in, and dropped the debrief on his desk. "Looks like another good kill dad. You bagged another baddy. The Firm is handling the case, so its a shoe in. Another one bites the dust."

Sam smiled, and nodded. "Anythign else look promising?"


Sam Byrnes
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The Corporation was made up of three seperate bodys:The Firm, The Associates, and The Department. Each body was at one point several seperate companies, but now all came under the direction of a singal head.

The Associates was the lowest of the three bodies. It was made up of five organizations; Imitora Associated Insurance, Imitora Insurance Group, John and Forstal Traders, Mullins and Associates, and Imitora Standard Trade Group. The purpose of The Associates was to bring in long term clients (IAI and IIG), and to insure that The Corporation had an unlimited fund (John and Forstal, Mullins, and ISTG).

The Firm was the next step up, and was the result of three seperate law firms. The Firm made sure that everyone brought in by The Department ended up in a dark hold in one of the three major penatentaries. The Firm not only consisted of the three law firms, but also several jury analyst groups and some other less then ethical companies.

The Department was the top of the rock. Responsible for all field operations, it recruited from world militaries, intel agencies, mercenary groups, and the like. The Department was the unit that made sure everyone who purchased K&R insurance was rescued promptly, industrial and economical insurance taken care of in cases of industrial espionage, and the like.

The Department also handled temporary contracts, such as the one given to find out if anyone in any of the major military industries was willing to sell secrets. But now, the work was over, and a new job was being formed.

Byrnes was sitting at the end of a long table with several other persons sitting around it as well. "We need new contracts. We cant just hire ourselves out, we need people to come to us. With all our insurance clients sitting fat and happy, we aren't getting the big cash. We need to go more public."

Sam Byrnes began to outline his plan.

The Corporation was made up of three seperate bodys:The Firm, The Associates, and The Department. Each body was at one point several seperate companies, but now all came under the direction of a singal head.

The Associates was the lowest of the three bodies. It was made up of five organizations; Imitora Associated Insurance, Imitora Insurance Group, John and Forstal Traders, Mullins and Associates, and Imitora Standard Trade Group. The purpose of The Associates was to bring in long term clients (IAI and IIG), and to insure that The Corporation had an unlimited fund (John and Forstal, Mullins, and ISTG).

The Firm was the next step up, and was the result of three seperate law firms. The Firm made sure that everyone brought in by The Department ended up in a dark hold in one of the three major penatentaries. The Firm not only consisted of the three law firms, but also several jury analyst groups and some other less then ethical companies.

The Department was the top of the rock. Responsible for all field operations, it recruited from world militaries, intel agencies, mercenary groups, and the like. The Department was the unit that made sure everyone who purchased K&R insurance was rescued promptly, industrial and economical insurance taken care of in cases of industrial espionage, and the like.

The Department also handled temporary contracts, such as the one given to find out if anyone in any of the major military industries was willing to sell secrets. But now, the work was over, and a new job was being formed.

Byrnes was sitting at the end of a long table with several other persons sitting around it as well. "We need new contracts. We cant just hire ourselves out, we need people to come to us. With all our insurance clients sitting fat and happy, we aren't getting the big cash. We need to go more public."

Sam Byrnes began to outline his plan.

The Corporation was made up of three seperate bodys:The Firm, The Associates, and The Department. Each body was at one point several seperate companies, but now all came under the direction of a singal head.

The Associates was the lowest of the three bodies. It was made up of five organizations; Imitora Associated Insurance, Imitora Insurance Group, John and Forstal Traders, Mullins and Associates, and Imitora Standard Trade Group. The purpose of The Associates was to bring in long term clients (IAI and IIG), and to insure that The Corporation had an unlimited fund (John and Forstal, Mullins, and ISTG).

The Firm was the next step up, and was the result of three seperate law firms. The Firm made sure that everyone brought in by The Department ended up in a dark hold in one of the three major penatentaries. The Firm not only consisted of the three law firms, but also several jury analyst groups and some other less then ethical companies.

The Department was the top of the rock. Responsible for all field operations, it recruited from world militaries, intel agencies, mercenary groups, and the like. The Department was the unit that made sure everyone who purchased K&R insurance was rescued promptly, industrial and economical insurance taken care of in cases of industrial espionage, and the like.

The Department also handled temporary contracts, such as the one given to find out if anyone in any of the major military industries was willing to sell secrets. But now, the work was over, and a new job was being formed.

Byrnes was sitting at the end of a long table with several other persons sitting around it as well. "We need new contracts. We cant just hire ourselves out, we need people to come to us. With all our insurance clients sitting fat and happy, we aren't getting the big cash. We need to go more public."

Sam Byrnes began to outline his plan.

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The idea was a three step recruitment drive, so to say. First, clients.

The Associates would go out, offering K&R, Buisness and Industrial, and Special Intrest Insurance. The former trading companies would look into some of the up and commers in the buisness world, and get clients that would need these types of intrest in the dangerous cut and thrust world.

Next would be recruitment of informants an contacts. This would fall to The Firm. With the ability to insure verdicts in a good 99% of all trial in Imitora, and several other nations, it wouldn't be to hard to get the right friends.

Finally would be recruitment of new material, operatives to mold into field agents. They would have to be the best, as The Department didn't just take shooters and drivers, the took only those who stood out from the rest of the crowd.

The recruitment would start in small circles. Agents looking for new companies to trade with, lawyers looking for prospective clients for their firms, other agents offering protection and help to companies, and rumors getting started in world intel agencies, militaries, police forces, the like.

And it would come down to the ultimate test for the operatives. An operation. It would be more than just some hostage rescue shoot-em-up, or some informant extraction. It would be a test that would test their best skills, and weed out the unqualified.

OOC: Heres where the RP starts. Let me know if you want to have one of your nation's companies approached by one of the insurance agents or lawyers or what not, or have one of your military/intell types find out about the rumor, and go to investigate.

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OOC: You can try and approach Valient Pharmaceuticals (VP). Please elaborate on how the story will go, just for future reference.

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Numbers went through computers, cards went by desks, and calls were made.

IIG and IAI weren't cheap call at dinner time insurance agencies. All of their clients had a bankroll that, in the low range, was still eight digits long. The two companies didn't jerk around when it came to their buisness, and before they had merged at the forming of The Corporation, they had been the two biggest rivals in the buisness in Imitora. Now they worked together.

IAI was to handel a possible pharmacueticals contract in Valient. Medical companies were the best for insurance, if you could afford to get them in. There was alwasy someone going after doctors, producers, and the like. The case was given to Jack Waters, one of the best agents IAI had. He had brought in most of IAIs multi billion and trillion dollar contracts, and he repead the benifits.

He placed the initial call to Valient Pharmacueticals, looking to set up an apointment with a high ranking official, the director of Human Services and the CEO if at all possible, for a buisness transaction.

OOC: Iansisle, I'll hit ya up for RM&M in a bit, I got some tests they gotta do. Valient, I'll tgram youthe specs of the story in a bit.