Scene #6832: The Fame of Tabor

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Raziel	Raziel had called a meeting for those interested in helping Tabor deal with some strange incidents. The first one makes itself apparent as you make your way to a meeting room on one of the upper spires of the hive city. The entire planet seems to shake, just slightly. The odd thing is that the shaking, while minor and only causing minor injuries and little damage, has been happening /everywhere/ on Tabor. Not localized like Earthquakes, but happening across the planet at once. Raziel is found on the top floor, his claws running across the map of the planet, seemingly taking in reports from areas across the region and trying to find a commonality between them. Beside him was a man, bald but with fair features and administrative clothing. While his face was a bit more worried now, because of the quake no doubt, he is someone that seems perpetually happy. Raziel's head comes up, nodding to those who ender as he sits down, less because he needs to and more because it's rather unnerving to see him just stand there for hours on end and not need to rest. The bald man sits next to him. "I am known to you, but introductions are in order for my aide here." "He is Cadmot, a member of the former administration that has proven himself useful and willing to aid Lezard's government here. It is through his aid and contacts we have been able to make full use of the intelligence I have managed to collect." Cadmot lowers his head respectfully, "I am happy to help the new legitimate government. Though I fear I have not had much luck in identifying the source of these strange quakes." Raziel nods, "Indeed. Regardless, we have two potential leads, and it just so happens they have reason to want to cause problems for Lezard and the Concord administration here. The first is an apparent Cult, worshiping some demon that calls itself 'She-Who-Thirsts', the other is a band of the Inquisition from the Imperium. Apparently said Inquisitor has friends in low places..."
Majima Goro	"Alright, Boss, but aren't you usually complaining about /me/ sending you on weird missions that don't make sense?" A man in a hardhat, shirtless and tattooed, smacks both hands atop his coworker's hardhat. "Nishida, if the planet's fuckin' shaking for some reason, and we're tryin' ta BUILD on it, that's a problem, aint' it?" Majima looks exasperated, making almost a begging motion with his hands, wringing them together. "Try ta think for just once in ya life, ya dumbass! Anyway. Let's sort this shit out, eh?" With that, he pushes his way into the meeting room. Sure, he's got a black eye, and sure, there's abrasions all over his body, but he looks to be in good spirits. "Aiyah. It's like ya guys got some kinda 'no shirt, no service' policy round here, eh? Gettin' these second glances all over the place." He finds a chair, and barring that, whatever will work as one. Barrels. Who knows? He's had to walk all the way up here, he's sitting. And with that, explanations of the situation are given, he cracks his knuckles. "Arright, so if ya gonna be dealin' with the Imperium, ya need someone ya can write off as a nutcase to do the job, right?"
Staren	Perhaps due to the conversation yesterday, Staren's not wearing his labcoat to the meeting. He hasn't had time to settle on a new style yet, but for the sake of a better impression on the locals, he's wearing something more like a military uniform. It's blue, and vaguely military or perhaps police, with a button-up shirt and slacks with a clear crease in them, and black military-style boots. Over everything is a long coat of the same color because he's fairly sure that looks good -- The overall effect at a glance is not unlike an Amestris military uniform, although the details are all different (coat rather than jacket and skirt.) If anyone's seen him wear this before, with his old campaign ribbons and insignia for ancient groups, this time it only has a Concord insignia on the jacket, at chest-height on the left side. Staren approaches Camdot and extends a hand. "Staren Wiremu, Hand of the Concord and Planetary Governor of Amistel Majoris. Good to meet you." Staren considers the intel. "Well... don't we have enough people to pursue both leads? Even if they're not responsible for the quakes... meddling Inquisitors need to be made an example of, and I'd like to learn more about Chaos cults anyway, to better deal with the Plague cults on my own world." Staren looks to Majima. "I don't see why we shouldn't just take responsibility for how we deal with interference on the Concord's new worlds."
Raziel	The man takes Staren's own and gives him a firm grip, and a hearty shake. "Nice to meet you Planetary Governor, or do you prefer just Hand Staren? Regardless, a pleasure. Sadly, I know little on the workings of the cults, though I know enough about the ones here to give you the broad strokes rather than an in-depth dive into them..." Camdot says, pulling out some files. "It's not likely necessary to mask what we are doing here," Raziel agrees with Staren, "Though discretion might be necessary to make sure we catch these elements by surprise here. I leave the how-to you, but I can at least arm you with the who and where." "Also both would need to be dealt with appropriately. However, as they are seemingly conflicting with themselves...removing one will allow the other to flourish. A diplomacy option is not off the table, but you'd need to decide who to do it with." "The reason for that is how opposed the groups are. I'll provide what information we have now..." "The inquisitor is Pia Bernitsky, of the Ordo Malleus. Apparently, demon hunters," Raziel says, waving a clawed hand. "She has ingrained herself into the lower hive, having a higher tolerance for the mutants that take refuge there, as well as making deals with the Hive Gangs that have not taken the hint of working with us. Apparently, these gangs were on the take from the previous planetary governor. She now uses them to weave in and out of the city, having made assassinations on new members of the Concord's government, as well as the cult's people. In fact, more than once we thought her target was one of ours...only to find out it was a cult infiltrator when investigating. It seems the governor before Lezard was lax." Camdot speaks up, "Oh the cult itself, we have heard the demon they worship only by the name 'She-who-thirsts, but we believe this is another name for the Chaos God of Slaanesh. This is information managed to be taken from those we have captured from the cult who have talked and confirmed with those captured from the inquisitor's men." Raziel shrugs, "We have no one location for Benitsky, she is somewhere in the underhive, and moves around. It would be more fruitful to go after one of the larger gangs that work for her, those who fashion themselves as Rebels of the Emperor. As for the cult, we have identified their major centers of operation are disguised as various underground 'clubs' in both the underhive as well as legitimate places of business in the main city."
Majima Goro	Majima Goro leans back. Hands go behind his head, fingers woven together as he quietly listens. "...Arright, so ya need some guy to knock gang members around until they give up information as to where their boss is." His steel-tipped shoe rings as he taps it on the floor. "...Seems like a pretty braindead simple division o' labour here, ain't it, Staren? You go deal with your cultist buddies, I go deal with organized crime." "Thing is," Majima leans forward now, elbows on his knees. "I ain't a diplomacy guy, but seein' as though I'm real good at not killin' anyone, it's easier to make nice with the Imperium if we're unloadin' the lethal dosage on the Chaos cultist, way I see it, and Staren does that a fuckton better'n I do."
Staren	"Just Staren is fine. Or... whatever you feel comfortable with, I guess." "They're not my buddies. Assassinating people working for us? We can't let that stand. If the gangs hate us, I doubt they're going to roll on her. This is a job for infiltration. Or perhaps interrogation, if we can find a gang member willing to talk who actually knows something. As for actually supporting one of the groups... I don't like it, but that's the Planetary Governor's decision, isn't it? As long as it results in the planet prospering." "Dealing with the cult... Hmm. Maybe there IS an angle I could take. It's not a cult that wants everyone dead for once, right? Slaanesh is the goddess of hedonism. How fanatical are they, think they could be talked into reining it in? A /little/ hedonism's not bad the same way that a /little/ death plague is. Maybe they'd even accept a virtual paradise, which would also get me some data about running such things for more general audiences." "Blowing them up is, of course, always an option if they're not amenable to being talked down."
Raziel	"Then before you chose which one to support if any...you simply find a representative of each and go from there? Then based on that go around murdering them, or not. Either way, one of them may be trying to blow up the planet somehow, and my money is the inquisitor. Given their....well, reputation," Raziel says, shaking his head. Camdot shudders, "Not something I want to be here to see, m'lords." "From what we know, inquisitors aren't exactly known for being diplomats either," Raziel says towards Majima, "So your way of doing things is just as good as any others. I mean, feel free to invite someone more diplomatic if you wish." "Yes, the cult is very...hedonistic. That's a light way of putting it. They rebelled against the Imperium because of the harsh life for those who work in the factorums. Long hours, disease, and eventually being thrown out into the streets should you lose your ability to work...rather if it is your fault or theirs. Desperate people make for good pawns..." "Tyranny can be fought against? Pleasure...well that's a lot harder," Raziel concludes. Could they be reasoned with? Maybe. Is it dangerous to? Also, maybe. I'd bring a strong arm just in case, though." "Anyway, the best way to get someone in the cult's attention is..." Camdot says as he flips through files, before holding up a picture of a God Emperor's church. "A priest in here, though we know not which one, has been rumored to be an agent of Slanesh. Shaking them out would give you both an edge and put you into a position of power..." "As for the Gang, we have it on good authority that they hold up in the northern part of the underhive, and control the intake manifolds for the environmental systems. This gives them access to nearly anywhere. The Inquisitor would be hard-pressed to ignore our presence there."
Majima Goro	Majima starts to cackle, leaning back. "'zactly, eh? I find the gangs she's workin' with, and I start punchin' till they start talkin'. It's whatcha do in times like this." Still, dealing with the cult isn't his problem. "Anyway, yeah. I could raise a ruckus there and get her attention. That sounds like an absolute blast, ya know?" He chuckles. "...should specify, I ...ain't talkin' actually usin' explosives, here. I get that we don't wanna fuck up those systems."
Staren	They rebelled because of crappy working conditions. Is Raziel TRYING to make the cult sympathetic? Staren's well aware they're quite possibly crazy and impossible to reason with, though. "Shaking down priests when I don't know for sure one of them, let alone which one, is secretly a cult member doesn't sound right." Staren shakes his head. "Couldn't I just have some drones ask people on the street? Maybe if one was selling video games that'd draw their attention?"
Raziel	Raziel shrugs his shoulders towards Majima, "I wasn't expecting that you would, you are a member of the Concord. Acting the wild man, and actually being unspeakably dangerously crazy are two different things. I have faith that my comrades know better withou..." Raziel turns his head towards Staren, the orbs in his eyes squinting towards him for a moment as if trying to phrase what he was trying to say. Raziel looks towards Camdot, who looks just as confused as Raziel does, and then they both look back at Staren. "Excuse me, Sir Staren, could you run that logic by me again. Why would you...attempt to...sell video games on the street to fish out cultists?"
Staren	Staren blinks. "Well, they're hedonists. They probably take it to far, to the point of hurting others, but wouldn't the appearance of something unusual, new to the world and fun get their attention? I know I'm not big on religion but there's got to be a better way than beating up priests just because one of them might be a cultist."
Majima Goro	Majima makes some handwavy motions. "...We do some crazy shit, eh? What'll the difference be." He looks to Raziel, before cackling. "...Ya tryin' to figger out one of Staren's plans, Razzy-chan? And ya worried that I'm too crazy?"
Raziel	Raziel continues to stare at Staren as if he were made of Crab claws, before shaking his head. Looking at Majima, he shakes his head again with a sag in his shoulders. "I mean...when you say it like that.." "Well, Sir Staren...you can do what you think is best then," A pause, "But you do realize you could just...investigate the priests instead of just using violence on them for information and hope you find the right one, right?
Staren	Staren scratches his chin. "Investigate them... with my lack of any contacts here or of any context about this place to tell what's off in any records I DO somehow find. That really seems like more someone else's department."
Majima Goro	Majima Goro ...shrugs, stretching out again, legs spread out and the man yawning a little. "...Look, if ya show interest, someone'll try to shut ya up. From there, we either find the Inquisitor or the cult. Easy stuff, Staren. Ya got this."
Staren	Staren ohs and smiles, "Good point! I can just ask about the cult on the street and question whoever tries to kill me!" This is a workable plan. "I mean not literally me, I'll have drones disguised as humans do it."
Raziel	Raziel gives a more annoyed look at Staren now, "If you don't want to do anythi-" Though Majima interrupts the comment with an idea of his own. Raziel shrugs, it is a good of an idea as any, though potentially riskier. Then again, it's not like Staren has anything to risk if he decides to use his drones. "I do not see a potential problem with it. If you can hold on a bit longer we can probably give you a better place to draw attention to yourself.."
Majima Goro	Majima Goro is satisfied. He draws a can of beer from...somewhere, closing his eye as he starts to drink. ... ... He burps, once.
Staren	Staren nods. "I'm in no rush."