shellphones | V i d e o . . . . ?

Type: Video
Sender ID: fractales(Professor Turo)
To: General
Subject: vnkfnskjgb;;;;'
Warnings: False Arrest, sounds like brutality and all that comes with

[There was the blurred streaks of color as the shellphone feel, hitting the ground and only showing the floor and several different pairs of boots- well, a few pair looked uniform while another stood out with how well worn they were.

Abruptly cut on.]

—I'm afraid you are mistaken. I don't know any of those names--

[Turo's voice, a slight edge to it as he was backed into what had to have been his desk by one of those pairs of uniform boots.

Another voice, one that sounded as if they had it all figured out. Or perhaps itching to see what would be the reward for a job 'well done' with this.

"Think you could keep going without anyone catching on? All of those secret and private meeting with Corsair? Your crystal and gem studies? Too much information for them to get on their own, unless they had a Paladin insider with as much access as you've got. How much you look into. How convenient it is you own a place where you could store away rare animals and then pluck them up to sell at high demand? Crystalized, or for parts." So, so smug.

Oh, that worn pair of boots took a single step forward at that flow of accusations.]

I beg your fucking pardon—

[The sound of that desk forcefully pushed back and something rather heavy forced against it, shellphone skittering across the floor and knocked onto a lower shelf, only viewing a glowing pink bottle of healing spray. Only the sounds of what was going on with that view, the liquid sparkling and at least some sort of light as it shifted in the bottle.

There was the sound of metal snapping and rushed steps as there was a call to grab the man, get him restrained before he could pull 'anything else' funny. Get him out of here before any of those 'weird animals' he sent off came back. Could come back for anyone else working with him after all, couldn't get far from their reach.

Struggle, and the sound of Turo being muffled as he was possibly being dragged and then carried away with those sounds of metal.

The silence that came after was eerie, heavy-- but there was a paw that soon enough fished out and flipped the shellphone, showing a cat that looked concerned and a 'dog' that shared that expression leaning over to sniff at the shellphone-

Black went the feed. Cut off.]

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I'm at the Conservatory at the main office. I'll take what you got.

[Like ten minutes later Kaveh shows up to the office, eyes squinted at the mess.

And then he sets down some jars, several bottles of alcohol, and clean rags, with a note of paper folded over a book of matches. The paper has a formula for the correct ratios to make something that creates a lot of smoke but less noise.]

I thought you could use a stiff drink and some help cleaning.

[He knows Dojima is smart. Knows he'll understand the concept of plausible deniability.]

[He was in the process of checking if anything else was taken, desk pushed back upright, when Kaveh showed up. Where did Turo keep his pokeballs? Only to see Kaveh come in with...?

Blink, blink...]

[--And he couldn't help but laugh. Shit, what had his life become? The Ryotaro Dojima from just over a year ago would have never thought to... or well, would've never acted on doing this against authority like this--

And here he was, absolutely willing to, taking the paper and glancing at it, noting the instructions.]

I guess you can definitely understand the stress I'm under, huh? I really appreciate the help.

[Breaking into a place to save Turo from being framed? Not even a question in his mind. If he had to switch to being a Corsair, thrown out of the Paladins? He didn't give a shit. He was protecting his family.]

Multitalented guy, huh? Knowing exactly how to help.

I graduated top of my class in engineering, Dojima, and I'm--well, you could say I'm well-acquainted with the bottom of a bottle.

[Kaveh lifts his shoulders, and shrugs. The less they say now...the better it will be for the conservatory.]

Anything else I could do...is a little more dangerous to the people around me. But if that's what you end up needing, don't hesitate to call me.

Got it.

[A nod, though a frustrated sound. Rubbing his forehead, feeling a headache come on, but he had to push past it.]

--Either this is a serious fuck up of some hotshot newbie, or intentionally framing Turo because someone in the Paladins or higher up nobility is in on the scheme and trying to divert attention. From the recording... Turo is the perfect person to frame, because of all his involvements out of his good nature and curiousity. It's going to be a tough case to convince them...

[Case of Dojima tazing anyone who got in the way of him freeing Turo]

Has there been anyone else they're rounding up, have you heard?

...A few. [Kaveh exhales out through his nose.] A few of the bounties look pretty suspicious, too.

Dojima, have you ever lived under a corrupt government before?

[He... actually has to think about it. How would he describe the Japanese Government?]

...No more corrupt than any other modern government that functions as a democracy in my world. There's scandals, backroom deals, organized crime, 'favours'... but things... function, people can live comfortably, they're not starving. There's... transparency, I guess. Journalists can investigate, there's freedom of the press, people can vote for their elected officials...

[It's hard for him to gauge, because... he thinks that, but did he know? He was part of the Police-- ]

But I've learned about things that were even more... corrupt. Both in the past and currently... Dictatorships. One guy on top commanding and controlling everyone else, where everything benefits him.

Hmm.

[A strange nation. Much like Inazuma and Mondstadt had a baby. But then, Dojima's world seems to be one free of gods, and maybe that makes a difference.]

You've got appointments to keep, so I'll give you the short version, but Sumeru's leaders...imprisoned our archon. Suppressed the arts. Controlled access to information. A nation of Wisdom, but only the Wisdom they wanted people to see, and only to the people they deemed worthy of it.

They turned on their people. Preyed on them, to try and create a new god. So Alhaitham, and the others--overthrew the sages. Freed our Archon. It will be a long time setting things right. But it was what needed to happen, when a government turns on the people it swore to serve.

[Kaveh tilts his head a bit.] You understand?

[If the Paladins have become so poisonously corrupt as to serve these monsters...then tear the entire armada down to scrap wood for the fire.]

[He'd already figured out that Inazuma and Japan had an eerie amount of cross over-- almost mirrors of one another.

But, listening... Archon, right. Their form of a powerful god that actually walked amoung humans.]

...If the government turns on it's people and uses them to further the ends of the few individuals at the top instead of the population as a whole, that's just a dictatorship.

[His eyes are focused further away as he mulls over what he'd do, if it was back home. He knew, during the Inaba Case, he didn't push as hard as Naoto-kun did about Mitsuo being only a copy cat, and not the original murderer. He had brought it up, but...

...If it was just him, he'd push. He knew that much about himself when he was younger. But with his daughter, and Souji... ]

...It can get harder to push back against those sorts of things, when you have people depending on you to get them fed and looked after.

[Softly murmured, but a shake of his head.]

--Anyway, thank you, Kaveh.

[A slight, lopsided smile.]

When Turo gets back here, we... have a business related thing to talk to you about. If you're up for some architectual work along with all this. [Vague gesture to the bottles and chemicals.]

I know. That's why I'm here. [Kaveh tilts his head gently towards the box. His life is not his own, or he'd be throwing the grenades himself.]

Sometimes...it's because there's so much to lose that we must. But I'm not telling you anything you don't know, am I?

[Kaveh smiles, in spite of himself.]

Of course, Dojima. My door's always open.

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