paradisa

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[ Tiago wakes up in a snowdrift outside the main entrance to the castle. Not quite what he was expecting given his last fleeting memory was chasing a Nicaraguan arms dealer through the streets of San Salvador. Snow in mid June? Maybe he had been abducted and taken to somewhere in the Siberian wastelands?

But why here ... why not take him to a local prison cell?

Unless they didn't think he was worth the effort of interrogation. What with him being a rookie MI5 agent and all. Hey that works for him ... sometimes to get ahead in this game you had to be underestimated.

It was pointless even searching for a weapon on his person. His captors wouldn't go to this much trouble and leave him with that type of advantage.]

I hope this is worth the inconvenience

[He looks around from another way in ... he didn't trust the front door. It just screamed booby trap.]

OOC: As a loss Silva is now stuck in the body of his younger self. He now looks a little more fresh faced , not so blonde and believes he works for MI5 (Because hey he can't remember his time at MI6.)

Open for action or over the journal network.

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[Conan might have been annoyed at the poor logic of this whole event, but he wasn't about to let that stop him from breaking out his snowboard. He'd spent the last hour snowboarding on the hills outside the castle. He comes gliding by the main entrance of the castle just in time to hear that comment.]

What is worth an inconvenience?

[Tiago looks away from the window ledge he's spied and turns to face the kid.

Perhaps he's a local?]

Not that I'm wishing to complain ... but I was in the middle of teaching a very bad man an important life lesson before I was brought to this place.

Do you live around here?

Edited 2014-06-18 21:57 (UTC)

Oh? What kind of life lesson was that?

You could say that. As much as you could say anyone lives here.

That selling weapons to the terrorists tearing your country apart through civil war isn't a smart career move.

[He gives the kid a confused look.]

I'm afraid I don't follow.

All of us are stuck here.

[Conan gives the man an intent look. Was this a trick? Or was it another loss. It would be best to play along for now.

Oh? That sounds like a dangerous job. Do you work for a government?

[He nods.]

Tiago Rodriguez ... agent for MI5. It's a rough job but somebody's got to do it.

So that makes you a captive here too?

Edited 2014-06-20 14:59 (UTC)

I've been here for over three years.

Oh? Nice to meet you Agent Rodriguez! What do you do there?

Oh nothing much, a little conflict resolution here and there, a little sight seeing.

Whatever England needs from me really.

Pfft... It's never worth the inconvenience.

[Tiago spots the journal lying nearby ... he gives it a cautious glance before returning a reply.]

I get the feeling you might be right.

Interesting technology ... I don't suppose you have a direct line to your Soviet masters by any chance?

Soviet masters? [Confused Church is confused. What the hell might as well have some fun with it.]

Uh, I mean... Yeah, of course I do. Someone as important as I am, I like talk to the... head, master guy all the time.

You want me to pass on a message? Cause' it'll cost fifty bucks.

[Eyeroll.]

You'll have to forgive me old sport. It seems I left my wallet in my other jacket.

Perhaps we can come to another arrangement.

Ah man, that's a shame... you know the soviet masters are hard to get in touch with, not everyone has access like I do.

Yup, I'm pretty damn important around here. And you could have had a direct line for just fifty bucks.

I guess I'll just have to improvise.

A shame really ... It sounds like you're quite the big cheese around here.

Well, you seem like a decent guy... I guess I could cut you a deal. How about three payments of nineteen ninety nine?

Perhaps if you throw in a free pen to sweeten the deal.

Bonus points if it's an exploding pen.

I can add a T-shirt too if you like.

[He still has a couple of "Church Fan Club" shirts that Moriarty made for him.]

[Gren doesn't mind the cold too much, but he isn't exactly apt to linger in it for very long. It was a thing to be endured, and made things like hot showers go from simply nice to almost heavenly. Since his place in town no longer had such amenities, trips up to the castle were a necessary and inevitable evil. Just like running into new people near the front door.

He had that look, anyway. Gren could usually tell.

Approaching from the road, he gives the man a wave.]

Hey there. You look a little bit on the cold and lost side.

[He spots the man making his way over and politely smiles. He's not armed so Tiago has no reason to be hostile ... he still keeps his guard up nonetheless.]

A little direction wouldn't go amiss ... could you point me in the direction of the local airport maybe? Not that I don't appreciate the change in scenery it's just I've some business to attend to elsewhere.

[He doesn't look armed, but he is. The slender throwing knives Vicious had given him to replace the guns he could no longer use were a little easier to conceal on his person. It was all precautionary.]

Who doesn't? [He chuckles a little] I hate to disappoint, but Paradisa doesn't have an airport. Nowhere to rent a car or charter a boat, either.

[He calmly raises his eyebrows at the name "Paradisa".]

Well that's an inconvenience.

This isn't the work of the Soviets is it?

[He be more concerned if that didn't earn an eyebrow-raise.

Gren smiles and shakes his head.] I don't think so. So far, nobody's made an effort to take credit.

Odd ... in my experience captors rarely suffer from shyness.

At least tell me there's somewhere I can get a good scotch nearby?

This is not the most ordinary of kidnappings. [He smirked and pointed at the castle]

There's two bars inside, if you're looking for a drink.

So the front door isn't a trap?

[He tuts.]

And I was planning quite the dramatic entrance as well.

No more than any other part of it. But if you wanted to go for a big entrance, there's probably still time. It's been awhile since something exploded.

Not when there's good scotch available nearby.

Care to join me? I could use a tour guide.

Sure. [He walks closer and extends a hand]

Name's Gren, by the way.

[He smiles a charming smile before accepting the handshake.]

Nice to meet you Gren.

The names Tiago Rodriguez ... agent for Mi5.

[He's not used to being on the receiving end of that, especially from handsome men like "Tiago". He blinks in mild surprise, smiles back, and raises his eyebrow]

Mi5?

Edited 2014-07-10 06:13 (UTC)

[Dairine was outside, trying to avoid other people and mistletoe. She can't wait for this to blow over. When she notices Silva, she does not recognize him but makes sure to keep her distance. Can never be sure where the castle's magical holiday ornaments might be hiding.]

It's probably not.

[He looks over at Dairine and stops inspecting the castles walls. She seemed a bit young to be out by herself in such conditions but maybe she was local?

He smiles.]

It never is ... but one can always hope.

Could you possibly show me the way out of here? I hate being rude but there's an old acquaintance I need to catch up with in San Salvador and I fear this might have given him a head start on me.

Edited 2014-06-21 17:22 (UTC)

[Dairine makes a somewhat huffy sound.]

If I knew how to get there, I would have gone back to New York ages ago. Hate to break it to you, but you're kinda stuck here.

[Sighing.]

Just as I thought.

Tiago Rodriguez ... I don't supposed you could tell me where I am Miss?

Rodriguez, huh? Any chance of you being related to a Christopher or Carmela Rodriguez?

[Small world if she managed to bump into one of their relatives.]

Just call me Dairine. [Miss sounds weird.] You're in Paradisa, right outside the castle Cair Paradisa.

Never heard of them before I'm afraid ... I had little family outside of my cousin and grandmother. She practically raised me.

A pleasure to meet you Dairine ... it's a shame it isn't under better circumstances.

Ah, pity. Though I suppose it would seem a little odd if the castle brought someone related to a person I knew.

Don't worry about it; you get used to it after a while. So, have any questions as a newcomer?

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