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 Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 9:47 pm
This is the base of operations for the biggest crime syndicate in all of Republic City, the Triple Threat Triad gang.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 8:26 pm
[Enter Han from Market]
Deep in downtown Republic City, a lone, battered satomobile appeared in the distance. The engines echoed at the street became narrower and narrower before a very large building was in sight. In front, a group of gangsters guarded its entrance, menacing looking too. The driver pulled up next to them, turning off the satomobile, and then opening the door. It was the firebender, Han.
"Yo Han? What in the living platypus-bear happened!?" asked one of the guards, as he gazed at car.
Han said nothing, only pointing to the knocked out members of his party, the ones who faced off against the firbender. The guards sighed, shook their heads, and took out the injured ones to treat them.
One of them turned their heads and looked to Han, saying, "The boss wants to see you... again."
Han blinked and acknowledged. He walked up the stair and walked in to the Triad's HQ. As soon as he stepped in, the loudness became mute. Everyone looked on as Han passed by them. He paid little attention and continued on, passing the bar area where a group of women just eyed him. He finally got to his destination, knocked on the door, and was let in by a fellow gangster.
"Well well... the Fox of Republic City has finally returned," a shadowy figure spoke as he looked out to the skyscrapers of the city. "It has been quiet. Too quiet actually. The other triads think that the Triple Threat is weak and powerless. But they haven't met you. You are one of our best, Han, and I want you to exploit that power," the man said.
Han raised a brow, never before has he been acknowledged by the boss.
"It's time the Triple Threat make their mark, permanently," the boss remarked, "I want you to take a group of partners and head on over to this factory near the industrial sector of Republic City. I hear there is a lot of commotion coming from there. I want you to let them know that the Triad doesn't take kindly to anyone. Now go... and make me proud,"
Upon this, Han bowed and turned away. Beside him, an earthbender by the name of Jung and a waterbender by the name of Hanaa appeared. They were both skilled fighters, almost as level as Han. They grinned knowing the special task that was given to them. Han set his eyes upon eliminating the forces that opposed the gang, the boss, and his family.
[Exit to Hidden Factory]
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 2:32 pm
Aaron sighed as he stood in the middle of the main room, arms cross across his chest as he waited a bit impatiently for whoever was giving orders today to get there. He'd been standing here for nearly an hour, twiddling his thumbs as the higher ups played with the lives of those under them, writing whatever they felt onto the slips of papers that decided what each member would be doing for the day. At least he wouldn't be alone in whatever insane job they were going to give him. He was supposed to go with at least a fire-bender today, and maybe a water-bender if he was lucky. It often ended up with him going alone for whatever covert mission or silent robbery that was to be conducted, but today he was being graced with company that he would most likely grow to hate... Or would want to kill him by the end of the night...
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 6:56 pm
Minutes later, a satomobile passed by Aaron, but returned right after making a turn. The car stopped right behind the man, and soon three members of the Triad came out. One of them, was Han. Han led the others to the entrance, when the man caught his attention. With hands in pockets, he stopped in his tracks and looked at him with a raised brow.
"And you are...?" he asked.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 10:35 pm
"And you are?" Aaron was drawn away from his thoughts by a man about his age who had just appeared along with two others, a water-bender and an earth-bender, who appeared to be coming back from a rather pressing job that had most likely been assigned by the people he was now waiting for. "I'm one of those guys who still work when you lucky bastards get sent home." Aaron extended his hand to shake as he continued. "I'm Aaron. I do all those solo jobs, usually at night, that everyone else hates."
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 9:38 pm
Han looked down to the man's hand, but then glanced up to his face with out bothering to shake his hand.
"The name's Han. Your purpose?" he asked.
Han was always quick and to the point. He rarely ever wanted to talk, especially to someone who he has never even met. Though he could tell just by looking at him that this man was an earthbender. He folded his arms and awaited his response.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 10:17 pm
"My purpose?" Aaraon asked aloud, caught a bit off guard by the question after so blatantly stating what it was he did for the Triad. He let his hand fall back to his side as he stared at the man, thinking. Perhaps he was going for a deeper answer? Probably not. Perhaps he just needed a more simple answer for what he did for the Triad. "My purpose is whatever they decide it is." That was, more or less, the proper answer for what he did for the Triad, and hopefully it would be the last question regarding what he did for them that he would be asked today.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 6:59 am
Han was bemused. Never, in all of his career in the gang had seen or heard of this man. Perhaps the boss didn't want to mention anything about him, keeping him a secret and such. Nonetheless. it mattered not to him. If he was a member of the Triad, then he was part of his family.
"Let's go..." he remarked as he passed around Aaron and made his way inside, followed by the other two members.
Han walked passed by the other thugs in the bar room, slouching around and drinking. He had just finished an intense battle and was in need of a drink. He made his way to the bartender and seated himself.
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