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Who: Chuck, Fuyuka, Karl
What: Meetings about mafias and leaks, ooooh~
When: 9/22, why not
Where: probably somewhere desolate and isolated in Locke I dunno
Warnings: none that i can think of right now

Chuck treads carefully. He's kept in touch with his guardian angel, so to speak, every now and then, but something about this sounded different. He can't tell what, though, so he's trying to keep an eye out. What for, who knows, but one can never be too careful when you're dealing with the mafia and these weird numbered folk.

He checks his phone again to make sure he has the coordinates right. Yup, the meeting spot should be...right up ahead. Chuck looks up again and closes in the last few steps to the spot.

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When Chuck reaches the location - a secluded alleyway as it turns out, Fuyuka makes her presence known. Somehow, she'd gotten behind him, and when she steps out, it's the same position, effectively blocking him to getting out through the front of said alleyway. She'd returned to Locke via Project Jump for this errand.

She's wearing sunglasses and a trenchcoat, and her black hair tied back into a ponytail. She also knows Karl is waiting for her to give the signal.

"Mister Reyes," she said. "Thanks for coming to meet with me. We have a lot to talk about."

Chuck whirls around when he hears her voice, ready to jump out of his skin at first but settling down a little. But only a little--her little outfit is a little concerning.

"Uh, we do?"

Fuyuka stares at him for a moment, before sighing. She shakes her head, and steps forward, removing her sunglasses so he can see her eyes.

"Mister Reyes," she said. "I think it's time we laid everything on the table. A girl has been kidnapped. Our fellow Numbered are running scared. And I can imagine you don't want to hold it in anymore."

She held up her hands, which were covered in gloves.

"You're just a boy, Mr. Reyes. I can't speak for what you want to do, but I'm not going to hurt you. I'm giving you a chance to come clean about what you've done."

"W-what?" Chuck takes a step back. "What are you talking about?" He's only half-lying here, too--it sounds like she's on to the fact that he's a mafia leak, but he doesn't actually know anything about the kidnapping. At least, not any more than anyone else on the network does.

So he's actually confused and genuinely asking for clarification when he responds--but also suspicious enough to start backing up and clench his fists.

Fuyuka expects he might be legitimately confused, even if she knows he's the leak. Everything about his body language betrays that fact.

"I'm not accusing you of being involved with the kidnapping, if that's what you're wondering," she said. "But now that that's happened, and we're all under threat, I'm trying to appeal to your better nature."

She frowns. "Mr. Reyes, I know you've been leaking information to the mafia."

Chuck is not a very good liar. So he doesn't think to try and mask his shock in any way whatsoever when his eyes go wide.

"What?! How?" is all he can manage to say in between the terror building in him.

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"I've seen you meeting with them," Fuyuka replied. "I have photographs I've taken if you don't believe me, Chuck. As far as everything else goes, there's no way they could have known various things unless they were receiving information from someone with access to the Network."

She shook her head. "But that's a moot point," she said. "You realize, you didn't deny what I said just now?"

...Shit. In his shock, he really didn't deny anything, which might as well be an admission. The jig is up. Chuck's look of horrified surprise hardens into one of defiance, jaw set and fists clenched.

"Yeah, well, how's about you try being a part of two organizations that want to kill each other? What else was I supposed to do?"

"I am open to hearing your side of the story, Chuck," she said, lowering her hands. It was clear he wasn't going to attack her... at least for now. "But make no mistake. You have done something wrong, and you need to make up for it."

She crossed her arms. "Mr. Aurion, perhaps it's time you came out, now."

In this secluded alley stood a single dumpster for use by some local restaurant. Not only did it serve as a place to throw away trash but also made for the perfect location to hide behind. Karl had sat behind it the entire time while listening to their chat. At his cue, he stood up without hesitation and calmly made his way fully out into the open. "So it seems."

Karl stopped a short distance away from them. He made it a point to not fold his arms or make any unnecessary movements. Giving Chuck the idea that the surprise guest has weapons on him screamed bad idea. From the look of it, Karl was completely unarmed. His body language conveyed the same message, namely that of not being a threat. He stood straight with one arm in a pocket (one too small for a gun) and the other hanging loosely at his side. His expression, though cold, held no anger to it. "I'm equally interested in hearing your side of the story."

Chuck's eyes widen and immediately focus on Karl as soon as he steps into sight. This has officially turned into a Bad Situation--he's outnumbered. He widens his stance--if this is going to turn into a fight, he'll at least be ready to withstand the first blow.

"That's--you--what do you want to hear?"

"As we've both said," Fuyuka replied. "Your side of the story."

She shook her head now. "Telling us what you think we want to hear won't help any of us. You know that, right? I realize you feel cornered, but that's not going to change unless you're honest with us."

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