Application (Unk and/or Aya)

[Gorim]

Rain fell in sheets outside the diner that Nikki Wong sat in, waiting for either Amory or On'ri. Taking a sip of soda, she considered what she was about to do.
It was basically an interview, but one that Nikki was very vague about with her parents. An interview to be in the Prestige.
Scrunching off the straw wrapper, she layed it on the table and dripped a couple of drops of soda on it and watched it crinkle out.
She wanted out. Out of the curfews and the chore charts and soda-free household. This was it.
She was getting in the Prestige if it was the last thing she ever did.

[+Unk the Ninja+]

Rain had never affected Or'nri. It may have poured down but he walked slowly, hands in his jacket, not minding it. Tonight was a meeting with someone who could possibly become their next member. This was important.

The door ding-dinged as and swung on its hinges as he entered. Immediatly, he scanned the room. He looked for potential exits, enemies, and the person he was to be meeting. Instantly, he found her. Facial expressions were easy to read. Besides, who else would be sitting alone in a busy diner on a rainy night?

He wandered around for about 30 seconds, ordered a drink from the lady behind the counter, then sat down at her table. This was to appear as if he did not have a meeting. Hes poke quietly, quickly, and got directly to the point.

"Greetings. My name is Or'nri. I hear you have an interest in The Prestige?"

[Gorim]

Nikki smiled at the man who she assumed was Or'nri.
"Hello. I'm Nikki, and yes, I do. What do I have to do?"

[+Unk the Ninja+]

Or'nri grimaced, but only for a moment. No need to show it.

"You need to talk," he told her. "Tell me. Why you want to get in, who you are, where you came from. Most importantly: what can you do? If you can't do much, there isn't much point in letting you in.

Sorry for all the darkness. You'll most likely get in..but I need to know things. So start talking."

Or'nri leaned back in his chair and sipped his drink. This might take a little.

[Gorim]

Wow, this was freakishly like a Khaki Barn interview.
"Well, I want in so I can get out." She didn't deliberate. If he wanted to know more, he'd have to ask.
"I'm Nikki Wong, daughter of Vikki and Takashi Wong. I'm from District 1. And," she grinned wickedly. "I can hack. I've hacked into the Untouchables a few times. Not Donovan's laptop, but one of his assistants. With some time, I probably could hack into the whole thing." She grinned. "The Police server is pathetically easy. I can hack into pretty much anything. And I know kung fu." She smiled a winning smile that was, somehow, still underscored with bitterniss.

[+Unk the Ninja+]

OOC: No offense or anything, but I don't think The Untouchables are going to be to happy about you saying that you hacked their laptop. Unless you got permission. Even so, hacking is really really really had hard and you need to be super smart. You need to have tech, programs, etc, etc. Just saying.

Or'nri smiled. This was his kind of person. Only give limited information. It looks like he'd have to ask directly.

"Escape from what? Life? Your family?" Either way, whatever she answered, it hardly mattered. Hacking was a skill that was incredibly tough and only a select few could do it. It could gain them valuable access into The Untouchables and perhaps the police database. Information is sometimes stronger than the fist. Especially if it's your enemies information.

"So," he said nonchalantly, or tried to. He was brimming with ideas and hope. This girl could be a useful asset. "You say you can hack? Into anything, almost? That's interesting. And I won't lie, it's very useful.

What other things do you know? Can you lie? Sneak? Fight? Drive? Anything. Trust me, the smallest detail is important. If you told be that you invented codes, you'd be almost instantly it."

He sat forward, waiting for an answer.

[Gorim]

OOC: I specifically stated that she couldn't hack into Donovan's. The lab assistants (Beryl, Alakay, Reever) are all my characters. And she has the equipment, and is very smart. Her parents are rich.

IC: Nikki promptly answered, for the first question, "Both." She grinned at the long-overdue praise at her skill, then considered the next question.

"Well... 'Lie' is such a mean word. Mostly, I just talk so fast that they get caught off guard and just go with it. I notice little things, like the tells if someone's lying, I can gamble, and I've got... oh, what's the word...? Eidetic Tonal memory. Anything I hear, I remember. Every word, every phrase. I can drive. And I said I knew kung fu. What kind of Japanese person would I be if I didn't?" She joked.

He seemed a bit excited about her hacking skills, and her stomach clenched with excitement.

Oh, I'm so in!

[+Unk the Ninja+]

OOC: Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know.

"What humor," Or'nri noted drily. Very funny." But he was just saying something so that he could think. The interview was important. It let him get to know the person before the practical.

He considered for just a moment longer, then voiced his desicion. Inside his head, he grinned. This was the fun part. Soon Or'nri would see just how good she really ways.

"Alright, I've come to a descision." He took a deep breath, adding to the suspense of the moment. As he did so, he carefully put the letter that was lying on his lap to the chair at his left. Nikki's right. He must remember that.

"You're in." He paused, darks eyes flitting across the room. "Or, at least, you're mostly in." He grinned. Time for the fun part. "On the chair to your right, you'll find a letter. Read it. It gives you the date, time, and location of your practical test. If you pass to my expectations, you're in for real."

He leaned foward now. This should not be overheard by spying ears. "I shall give you one hint about the practical. You don't know me." He grinned, winked, and stood up.

Or'nri paused for a moment. "Congratulations." He left, walking out the dinging door to the raining streets.

Mmkay, this is what the letter says. it's regulation, so there's no name in it for a purpose.

Congratulations.

You have almost gained entry into the most prestigous gang in District 1.

There is one thing left for you to do.

Your practical exam will be on Feburary 3rd, 1st street. Find me. See what I do. React.

Regards, and good luck.

I'll make the thread soon.

[Gorim]

Nikki scanned the note, then considered his hint.

'You don't know me.' She bit her lip, considering what this "practical" entitled. "Maybe it would it would have been easier to just go to the Untouchables..." she muttered. But she'd come this far; might as well try to go all the way.

She stood, payed the bill, opened her black and red umbrella, and strolled out into the rain, headed for 1st street.