meta-merchant-moxxi

[meta-merchant-moxxi]

sladedarkmoore:

Slade had just returned from his assigned patrol when the connection to CARMA’s database dropped.  All hell had broken loose in the squad room as the various patrols started calling in trying to figure out what was going on.  In an effort to assist the poor dispatchers, Slade snatched a headset from one of the dispatchers and proceeded to start issuing orders, getting the patrols back on task.  With or without the database, CARMA still had a job to do.  A physical map of Pansaw was stretched across an open table, each squad’s location being tracked by a pushpin that got moved whenever they radioed in.  Slade looked up from the map as the doors burst open and he sighed.  This was the last thing he needed to deal with.  Waving her over, Slade took a step back from where the dispatchers were working, so that they didn’t disturb them.  “Miss Tompkins.  I hadn’t realized you were due back so soon.  IT seems to be experiencing some difficulties, so we’re back to old fashioned pen and paper tracking.  But as you can see, things are well in hand, so you can dispense with the unnecessary threats.”

Moxxi always hated being told what to do but things did seem to be under control despite her malfunctioning bionics. “My apologies. It was an unexpected and somewhat stressful experience. I thought perhaps it was due to the stupidity of some disgruntled, underpaid intern.” Looking over to the analog set up for tracking in communication she pursed her lips slightly. “Is there anything I can do to help now that I’m back?”

Technical Difficulties

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secondcommand-sinclair:

“I would prefer it if you didn’t break my agents,” Elisabeth said as she met Moxxi in the lobby of C.A.R.M.A. headquarters.  “We’ve been hacked, remarkably enough.”  She had been with IT and every research team for hours now, trying to locate the source of the attack, or at least any of the backups that she had insisted they employ when first starting up the organization’s systems.  It was gone, all of it.  “We have no idea if it’s an inside job or remotely done, and know very little about the virus itself other than it has wiped every bit of information from out systems.  We’ve been forced into going dark and are running blind.  I’ve pulled every agent back to base until we can figure something out.”

Moxxi held her tongue listening as Ellie briefed her about what had gone down while she was out. “If it was inside job and we find the moron who did it, can I break them?” she asked after the commander was done. Losing a large amount of functionality from her eye had cause a justifiable amount of rage to build up in her and she needed find a productive way to use it. “Until we figure this all out what can I do?”

Technical Difficulties

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agentxvalentine:

“Let’s please not attack anyone or anything,” Kaden responded to the raving Moxxi with a practiced calmness. He’d gotten used to the ranting and yelling about this since multiple other agents had just gotten back from missions with the same attitude. Once again, Kaden ran through a briefing for Moxxi. “Allegedly, we’ve been hacked with some kind of virus that’s eaten away at our systems. So any tech connected to our database? It’s whacked out. Our security? Totally gone. All that research and intel we gathered? No longer exists. Oh, and turning it off and back on again doesn’t work.” 

“Oh fantastic. Next you’ll tell me my eye is rigged to explode any second now,” she commented snarkily. Granted the bionic was better than being blind on one side like she would be without it, but it unnerved her to know a piece of technology embedded into her head was vulnerable to an attack by someone who could properly worm their way into a network. “How long until it’s fixed?”

Technical Difficulties

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Technical Difficulties

“Someone please explain to me what the hell is going on?!” Moxxi demanded as she stormed into CARMA HQ. She had been training some new agents in the field when her bionic eye, which drew data from the CARMA data base like a Smarteye, went silent. Thankfully she could still use it to see but she had been cut off and it was an infuriating, not to mention unnerving feeling. “Someone better start answering questions or I might have to start breaking things. I will not limit myself to inanimate objects either!”

[meta-merchant-moxxi]

badassbadekker:

“Well, there would certainly be some redacted sections if I handed you the papers,” Riley explained with a grin. She could keep a secret like a bank vault. No one in, no one out. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t do so politely.

Originally posted by lifedeathandlovefromstankonia

“I figured as much but I couldn’t help but try and ask.”They all had secrets to keep after all. Still that didn’t mean Moxxi wouldn’t try to look for the truth if the opportunities presented themselves or she got really bored and wanted a challenge. For now however she would let secrets remain hidden in the dark.

Smart Cookie

[meta-merchant-moxxi]

“I couldn’t have said it better myself,” Moxxi laughed brightly. “Want to share any juicy details or is it all highly classified mad scientist experiments?” She never invested too much with the scientific going ons in CARMA since quite a bit was over her head but it was impossible to deny the research was important. Knowledge was power after all.

Smart Cookie

[meta-merchant-moxxi]

Task 15: Combat Skills

★★★★★★★☆☆☆ — strength ★★★★★★★★☆☆ — offense ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆  — defense ★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ — speed ★★★★★★★☆☆☆ — durability ★★★★★★★★★☆ — accuracy ★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ — agility ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆ — stamina ★★★★★★★☆☆☆ — teamwork ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆ — stealth  

★★★★★★★★★☆ — close combat ★★★★★★★★☆☆ — bladed weapons ( swords, dagger/s ) ★★★★★★★★★☆ — blunt weapons ( club/s, staff/s )   ★★★★★★★★★★ — ranged weapons ( archery, gun/s ) ★★★★★★★☆☆☆ — biotics / tech abilities ( computers, gadgets ) ★★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ — traps/setups ★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ — medic

any lasting injuries from combat?  –– Lost an eye in combat with meta, has a bionic eye as replacement

fighting style? ( bold any that apply. )  –– commander  /  duelist /  honorable  /  dishonorable  /  would have others do their fighting / stealthy  /  long-ranged  / melee /  technological  /  sorcery  /  superhuman abilities  /  has fought in a tourney  / a lover of fighting  /  a hater of fighting  /  cowardly  /  reckless  /  strategic  /  uses underhand tricks  /  renowned for their skill /  trained  / untrained  /  keeps skill secret /  won a battle  /  lost a battle  / ruthless  /  merciful

[meta-merchant-moxxi]

badassbadekker:

“‘Wunderbar,’” Riley replied, enlisting her German with a smile. It sounded so similar to wonderful’ and people had actually taken to using it in the States, which she thought was… Well, 'wunderbar.’ Riley held the door for Moxxi, smiling softly. “Working hard as usual?”

Originally posted by d-entelle

“Of course. If you’re not working hard why work? You won’t be at your peak and your work won’t be the absolute best it could be.” Moxxi didn’t think it was an excuse to not work, just that she had to do her very best when she did work. “What have you been up to?”

Smart Cookie

[meta-merchant-moxxi]

badassbadekker:

Riley smiled and shrugged off her lab coat, picking up her wallet in its place. “Actually, I was thinking of that cafe down the street. I forget the name, I don’t think I’ve ever looked at the name before,” she said, the corners of her mouth twisting up into a smile. “I’m sure they’ll have brownies, though. Want to come along?”

“Oh, I know what you’re talking about. I’ve only been there a couple times but they have pretty good food so sure I’ll tag along. I could use a break.” Moxxi nodded and stood up. Usually she didn’t like taking breaks, preferring to finish things in one go if she could, but today she felt a little more relaxed. She deserved a treat with how she had hard she had been working at both the Madhouse and CARMA.

Smart Cookie

[meta-merchant-moxxi]

“Now that you mentioned it, I am,” Moxxi admitted with a slight smile. She had been going over the upcoming training regiment she had come up for the agents in the break room when the suggestion of something sweet peaked her interest. “I could go for a brownie,” preferably one with walnuts. “Were you thinking of going to the cafeteria?”

Smart Cookie

Riley jotted down the last of her notes in an old-fashioned legal notepad, the way her mother always had, the way that was ingrained in her since school. Pleased to see that her results matched her prediction, she grinned to herself and put down her pencil. She loved it when she was right–it felt so good. But all this intelligence and confidence was hard work… Maybe she deserved a quick snack break. A gooey, warm chocolate chip cookie from that bakery, she thought immediately. Her sweet tooth was just about the only thing that could distract her from science.

She leaned back in her chair and turned to the rest of the room. “Who else is in the mood for a baked good?”

[meta-merchant-moxxi]

bodhi-sampurna:

“I’m sorry!” Bodhi stuttered again, holding his hands up in surrender. “I-I can pay for the repair.” With what CARMA was paying him, hopefully it wouldn’t be too much trouble to foot the bill. “I would be happy to give you my number, or whatever you need, if you could just put me down. Please.” Inwardly, Bodhi hoped that the woman would at least loosen her grip; his shoulders ached where she was holding him against the wall. “I don’t want any trouble.”

Moxxi considered continuing to lay into the man who wrecked her outfit but he seemed fairly frightened already. Any more and he might just shut down all together. “Fine,” she scoffed and let him go. “Give me your number and I’ll you know exactly how much your little stunt is going to cost.”

[meta-merchant-moxxi]

The day had been off to a bad start already and it got worse when someone with the gracefulness of a one armed orangutan ran into Moxxi on her way to meet with Ellie. A distinctive and loud rip could be heard as her dress was torn and the man staggered like drunk after weekend binge on vodka and hookers. Instinctively she grabbed a hold of the perpetrator and threw him up against the nearest wall, looking as if she was out for blood.“Do you have any idea how much this outfit cost? More than you make in a whole month!” Moxxi snapped and glared at the man she now had pinned to the wall.“You’re lucky I don’t hold you up by your ankles and shake you down for every last penny!”

For the third time that month, Bodhi had spent the whole night in the lab. It wasn’t something he planned, he just got so focused on his work that he lost track of time and before he knew it, it was morning. After grabbing a coffee from the base’s mess hall, Bodhi headed back to his apartment. Unfortunatly, the coffee took a while to take effect, and Bodhi had to fight to stay awake until it kicked in. While trying to just stay awake enough to keep walking, Bodhi felt himself bump into someone. In his fumble, he felt himself accidently grab somewhere he shouldn’t, and the next thing he knew, he was being slammed up against a wall. “Ah…I’m sorry!” He stammered. “I didn’t mean to! I was just trying to get my balance, and…”

[meta-merchant-moxxi]

secondcommand-sinclair:

The look on Elisabeth’s face at the sight of the pastries box could almost have been one of reverence as Moxxi set them down on her desk.  “You’re right about that.  I didn’t exactly have an appetite for breakfast when I got up.”  She’d poured a cup of coffee not long before Moxxi had arrived, though by now it had probably cooled too much for her tastes; another cup was a necessity, but first she opened up the box to pick out a danish while her friend got her a cup of coffee.

She used the bite of danish that she took to choose her words; there was just so much to be done, where to start indeed…  “Maybe we should go over our dream experiences.”  Her plans had been carefully in the making for a long, long while now, but this collective dream issue could pose a big problem if they didn’t understand everything they could.  “I remember what you…dream you…told me, and what I told you.  But while it’s all extremely vivid and impossible to forget, there’s a lot that’s still one big question mark.  Just how much was different?”

“You mean different from our real lives?” Moxxi clarified and thought about how to answer. “For me, the biggest thing that changed was that I never left CARMA to start the Madhouse and eventually I was promoted to Commander. I tried to run a platform of cooperation with metahumans although the Board and public forced my hand several times.” She sat down and sipped her cup of coffee, as she remembered all of her ‘accomplishments’ in the dream. “I get that it was all a dream and nothing really matters so I’m fairly irritated that I was working so hard on this new policy and it was all for nothing.”

Planning a Revolution || Moxxi

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secondcommand-sinclair:

Elisabeth hadn’t quite realized just how worried she had been until Madeline agreed with her and she let out the breath she had been holding.  For just the briefest of moments, she’d wondered if she was just being crazy and needed to relax, maybe take a vacation from Pansaw with her family for a few days.  Hearing from Madeline that what was happening to her seemed to be happening to everyone else came not only as a great relief, but also as great motivation to carry on.  “It isn’t just your employees,” she finally stated, still chewing on the inside of her mouth as she sat forward.  “I’ve been experiencing similar symptoms, hallucinations of what seem like an entirely different life…  One of which interrupted my evening run and led me here, strangely enough.”  Ellie pursed her lips as she listened to the report the C.A.R.M.A. commander gave of her own findings, but eventually nodded.  “I’m not sure, but something in me tells me this is bigger than me, bigger than C.A.R.M.A. even…”

“It might even be bigger than the city?” Madeline guessed although they had no real evidence of it. She would have to check in with other branches of CARMA when she could. “There has to be a reasonable explanation for all of this. Although we shouldn’t jump to conclusions I’d assume a meta has something to do with it. A couple of my best agents have abilities that can effect the mind. Although I’ve never experienced something so widespread.”

Sisters in Command (AU) || Open

[meta-merchant-moxxi]

Coming out of the dream had been rather difficult for Moxxi, considering how different things had been for her. She found herself evaluating her life, both real and in the dream and trying to decide if she made the right decisions. Being Commander of CARMA made her feel important and incredibly fulfilled even if it was just a dream. However she had also accomplished so much with the Madhouse. She had built it from the ground up and it was her empire. The more she thought about it the more she needed to talk to someone and at the moment there was only one person she felt she could go to. Thankfully that someone had just so happened to call, wanting to see her too.

Walking into Ellie’s office was jarring to say the least, some small part of her still expected to be there for her job as Commander. “I appreciate it. I brought breakfast. Figured we could use that too.” Moxxi placed a small box of pastries on the desk that looked oh so familiar before getting herself a greatly needed cup of coffee. She was getting major deja vu considering how similar the scene was to when she last saw Ellie in the dream world. “So where do we start?” she wondered and faced her friend.

Planning a Revolution || Moxxi

Elisabeth had been in almost a frenzy the moment she’d woken up.  Every second of that damned dream had felt so real and stuck with her, no matter how hard she tried to shake it.  She had felt bad about calling Moxxi so early at first, given that surely the other woman would’ve appreciated uninterrupted sleep, but given how coherent and strange she had sounded over the phone Ellie wondered if there was more going on and any guilt vanished.  There was so much that the two of them needed to discuss, things that could only be talked about in complete and total privacy.

It felt a little weird coming into her office, especially when just a few hours earlier she’d dreamed of being in it while it belonged to someone else – to Moxxi.  Not the strangest thing ever, but strange nonetheless.  Elisabeth still hadn’t sat down when Moxxi walked in; instead she turned from the bank of windows overlooking the courtyard grounds of C.A.R.M.A.’s campus and a the city beyond (the best view in the whole building, in her opinion) to face the other woman, lips pursed from the deep thought she had just been in.

“You look about as well-rested as I do,” she said by way of greeting, voice wry.  “I’ve already got coffee brewed, my way of apologizing for getting you to come so early.  But we’re going to need to be awake for what we’ve got to do now.”

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secondcommand-sinclair:

Elisabeth couldn’t help but be relieved that it was Moxxi who walked into the office, though she kept her features schooled as best as she could.  But…no, her name was Madeleine; she’d worked with C.A.R.M.A.’s commander enough to know that.  So then why, instead of seeing the woman standing before her, Ellie kept seeing her in what looked like a fight ring of some sorts, and again sitting in this very same office in one of the chairs across from the one she was sitting in.  “I apologize for that Moxx – Ms. Thompkins.”  She had nearly slipped up despite herself, and took a moment to rub her temple with a hand.  “I’m not here on business though.  To be honest I’m not sure why I came here.”  She ran a hand down the armrest of the chair almost reverently.  “Something strange is going on, I believe.”

“I agree.” Madeline nodded in thought. “Something is happening to the city but I’m not sure the cause. A staggeringly large number of my employees, metas and humans, reported to the infirmary these past few days reporting of sudden migraines and hallucinations.” The commander pulled out a tablet and began flipping through some of the reports she had received earlier that day to show to Elisabeth. Sinclair was a smart woman and although she didn’t work at CARMA Madeline believed she could trust her to help figure out what was going on. “I’ve had some of my scientists and doctors go over the reports but they haven’t been able to find a solid correlation.”

Sisters in Command (AU) || Open

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theoshotwell:

     “Moxxi, you know me well enough by now to know that I’m never not here if I can help it,” Theo chuckled softly, setting down his work to look up at his boss. “I’m not an intern though, I don’t break things. I make things better. But if you insist…” He stepped out from behind his desk and shrugged off the lab coat. “I’m buying though.”

There was a brief look of frustration that crossed Madeline’s face when he called her by her old nickname. She opened her mouth to correct him but when he offered to buy drinks she swallowed the complaint. She knew he didn’t mean it as disrespectful and if he kept it up she could always deal with it later. “Why do we even have interns if they just end up making a mess of things?”

Sleep Deprived Life (AU) ;; OPEN