Iron Stars - yashkin

The sun is shining in Pelga Primus as the gates of the Precognitive Conclave campus open. Yashkin Rostislanovich the Ashen One has emerged into the bright summer day, with the smell of diesel, coal fire machinery, and the exhaust of the passing public bus on the wind. A factory that was shuttered for months a few blocks over is producing again. Steam rises from its chimney stacks in thick white clouds as its boilers are tested. A letter was delivered to his private dorm, with nothing but the Chairman's Office seal on it, and instructions to come to the Party Headquarters as soon as possible. Presenting the letter to the guards serves as pass and identification to get in.

Yashkin who skiped his classes today spent the entire day in the Virtual Battle Simulator he had in his Dorm. He was going through a pilot simulation. He had made it a battle simulation between a single Strike Fighter and a Battleship. He was piloting the Strike Fighter, he knew that it was impossible to win with a single Strike Fighter against a Battleship so he opted the victory condition to be if he was able to force the Battleship go onto a defensive stance. He was about to complete the taks before he heard a knocking on his door and became unfocused for a second when he was flying around the battlehsip, while he looked away he had already lost control of the Strike Fighter and he had crashes onto the surface of the Battleship and the Simulation in red text said "Game over". Yashkin sighs as he gets out of the cockpit for the Virtual Battle Simulator and he sighs before he puts on a pair of pants and his leather jacket before checking the door and seeing that nobody was there but a letter. "What the fuck is this?" He checks the seal before jumping a bit as he realizes that its the Chairman's Office. "W-What?" He quickly opens the letter and after reading the instructions he quickly puts on his clothes and he hastily makes his way to the Party Headquarters (edited)

Two guards armed with combat rifles and sturdy looking combat armor are at attention outside a civilian foot traffic gate leading in and out of the fenced in complex. They look forward, scanning the surrounding street and airspace overhead- coming to focus on you as it becomes clear you're not just passing by, but moving toward them

Yashkin is smiling like a goddamn mad man, he has been specifically called to serve his goverment, the guards can't see his facial expression because its hidden behind his mask, all they see are his sunken yellow eyes. Yashkin eagerly waves at them while he walks towards them with his right hand and takes out the letter from his back pocket with his left hand.

One of them takes the letter and scans the first few lines before nodding and pressing something in his glove. The door begins winching open. A large garden in full bloom and the fountain depicting revolutionary heroes trying to raise the flag of the CBSS are on your path to the front doors of the building. Guards are already opening them for you A staircase leads up to the chairman’s office on the top floor of the large building , and you’re frisked for weapons before one opens the door.

06:32

Chairman Yuri Oktobreskya is resting behind his desk, hands gently pressing his eyes before the sound of the door opening pulls him from his reverie. He is an older man, with an oversized right mechanical arm, remnants of a horrible wound suffered during the revolution.

Yashkin eyes show a look of both suprise and excitment. The doubts about the letters legitimacy dissappered at the snap of a finger when the gate like door opens. He nods at the two guards and excusses himself. "Excusse me... Have a good day" Before he starts to walk through the garden. When he sees the fountain depicting the revolutionary heroes trying to raise the CBSS's flag Yashkin stands in front of it and raises his clenched fist in the air. Standing there quietly for a good minute or so before continuing to wander through the garden. When he's frisked for weapons they don't find anything because he left his Laser Pistol and Moonblade at his dorm. Yashkin walks into the room when the door opens. When he sees the Chairman his gaze quickly lands on their oversized right mechanical arm. He is about to ask what happened but then realized that it isn't a proper question to ask now that he is here of all places. And the answer would most likely be the Revolution.

“Please sit” he says gruffly. He looks at you for a moment and then at the drink cart in his office. “You ever had a drink before? You look too young to even have hair on your chin”

Yashkin inhales sharply before chuckling nervously "W-w-well of c-course..." He says in a stuttering mess before he takes a seat "S-sorry.." Yashkin calms down a bit trying to not hyperventilate "Its an honor to meet you Chairman." He talks in a manner which a life long fan would speak to their Idol. "And no, I have never had a drink before."

“Today is going to be your first time then” he chuckles. He decides against the bottle in his hand and picks up another instead , in a far lighter color. After a few moments and some clinking a more fruity and mellow beverage is in your hands. “Sip. Don’t chug. Thank you for coming so quickly. I was reviewing your recent transcript , several of the Conclave class for that matter, and I believe the party has use for you”

Yashkin is a bit confused, the Chairman might be meaning his Brother. Even though Yashkin excelled in the Conclave classes he still was number two compared to his brother but that doesn't matter too much... If they got the wrong person then its on them! 'There is no need to ruin my only chance to be helpful for once...' He thinks as he takes a sip of the mellow beverage he was given. "If the party has use for me then of course I will help! Its my sovereing duty to help out my country." He says before taking another sip

(I suppose before I assign a mission, are you ok with doing some exploring?)

(Definetly. Exploration is great for having a chance to survive the early levels. lol) (edited)

“What would you say about spreading the word of the party to a new world, a place that had never heard the glorious message of the CBSs”

"This is a chance of a lifetime." Yashkin mutters, he looks as though he is in his own little world as he thinks about the pros and cons of agreeing. But then at the end of a good minute or so he knows the answer. "Of course! How could I not say yes. Everyone should hear the glorious message of the CBSs."

"We're looking at a new planet, named Vari. The world is slowly coming around to being part of the CBSS. They've pledged to us and have joined, but its largely in name only. We're looking to employ your skills as a covert operator to remove a few of the political obstacles in our path, namely, through the removal or unfortunate accidents befalling a few of the local government officials there"

Yashkin smiles under the mask. The party actually needed his expertise. His yellow eyes almost light up at the thought of finally being useful. Yashkin calms down a bit. "Sire, if I'm getting this straight, what you are asking me to do is to assassinate a couple of local government officals? But wouldn't we also want to send some sort of message? If the officals die through an accident, they could just write it off as one. An accident. But either way I'll try my best."

“We don’t want a message sent. There’s no need for that. The people in line to replace those officials are more sympathetic to us. You risk de legitimizing the rule of those who replace your targets if it’s an open CBSS hit job.

22:09

“The working people there will know that we are playing games , and unrest will spiral out of control. “

Yaskhin feels like face palming, he shouldn't have assumed anything without all the evidence."I was thinking something discreet. Like maybe getting a severed finger from the hits, privately sent to the officals in line. But since they are already sympathetic to us then there is no need to jeapordize that." He says in a calm tone. "Will I be able to get a file on every single one of my targets? And then a full briefing on where my hunting grounds will be,"

"We don't have informers on Vari anymore. You'll need to track your targets down yourself. A list will be provided en-route. It's safer to beam it to your shuttle just before the spike jump than to risk physical files being misplaced or intercepted. Ther

05:18

There is no reason for cutting fingers or sending them to anyone. "

"Yeah... Sure... Definetly..." He says as he feels more and more that he should send a decapitated head instead of a finger... He stands up from his chair after having drunk the entire mug of alcohol he was given. Waving slightly back and forth. "So, will anybody else be assiting me? Or will I be headin' out alone?"

"Commissar Komarov is also heading to that planet (another PC) and is familiar with a small section of their government. He might be able to assist you with the tracking and 'whos' who' on the ground. And I'm warning you. Accidents. No body parts. Your failure in this jeopardizes our position on a world vital for the long term survival of the polity. "

He nods and finally the feeling of having to send severed body parts receed "I will do my best. And I'd like to meet this Commissar Komarov. Where could I meet him?" Hesays as he looks around the room "Oh and will I be supplied any tools or credits?" He says as he turns his pockets inside out meaning that he doesn't have a lot.

"The shuttle will have a locker and armory aboard it where you can requisition what you need as the mission commences. He will be waiting at the Chairman's shuttlepad here in the complex as well. You're free to enjoy the officers lounge while you wait."

He starts to shake a bit at the mention of being able to enter the officers lounge. Yashkin's yellow eyes fixate on the chairman as he bows slightly "If there is nothing more I shall go and meet the Commissar." He starts to head to the door before he realizes he doesn't actually know where the shuttlepad is, so he back tracks and asks "So where is the shuttlepad?"

"Right within this walled complex. Follow the green lines once you leave my office. Care for another drink for the road?"

Yashkin once again bows slightly "No Sire." He says answering the Chairman's question. He then once again starts to make his way out of the chairman's office. When he gets out he quickly starts to follow the green lines

(Alek will be on later and we'll set up a scene for you guys)

(kk)

(Busy day at work, sorry for delay. I’ll chime in when I can)

(Its 10pm here so sure, I will try to keep myself awake)

Aleksander is already waiting there by the shuttle pad, with a kit bag next to his feet. It seems heavy, widely pushed out on the sides as though packed with gear. Two other soldiers are also waiting for transit, as the shuttle is right now a comet on the horizon, making entry

When Yashkin looks at Aleksander he tilts his head a bit, he then looks at the two soldiers that are waiting for transit. "Well, they can't be a Offical." He mutters to himself while his gaze is laying on the Soldiers. Then after identifying Alek he starts to move towards the group of three people. Yaskin politly nods at the soldiers before he then strolls up to the man with a kit bag next to his feet.. He reaches out his hand for a handshake with Alek "Salutations, Commissar Aleksander I presume. "

He looks up from the book he’s reading, startled by being addressed, “Commissar? Oh, right. Still not used to that.” He reached to shake the other’s hand, “Are you must traveling companion to Vari? Comrade Rostislavovich?”

"Yes, my surname is Yashkin and... Well, you already know my last name. Yes, I don't know about your goals but I was told to get help from you." Yashkin then starts to look around before saying "And I think we could continue this topic in private. I assume we will be on the same ship."

“If you’d prefer. I’m not one to fault another’s paranoia. Find me on the shuttle once you get settled.” Alek smiles before hooking the tome to his belt.

The shuttle has cleared the atmosphere now and is beginning to pass over the city. After a few moments it sets itself down and crews begin rushing out to meet it. Fuel is pumped in, ground power is connected to keep its onboard systems charged , oxygen and water are replenished. A replacement flight crew is also making their way over, to relieve some pressure on the spacers who have just traveled

Yashkin quickly starts to help the tired crew that lands. When everything is settled he comes back to Commissar Aleksander. "We can finally head in" He says while being completely unaware of the soot on his mask. When the Commissar is to head into the shuttle Yashkin follows quietly along from behind.

Alek finds a semi-secluded spot on the shuttle, difficult to do on the small ship, and says, “Goals then. I’ll be meeting with higher government officials on Vari to discuss the foot-dragging they’ve exhibited during the transition. What about yours?”

Yashkin just takes a spot nexet to Alek as they are talking "Well, some of thoose higher government officals are obstacles to the CBSS." He whispers to Alek. He then smiles under his mask while looking around and in a regular volume saying "But they are just obstacles that need to be surpassed."

“You may have a point. What have you been tasked to do on Vari?” Alek seems increasingly interested as the conversation continues.

"Lets just say that I am too change the flow of their politics. Change the old for the new. The ones that support the CBSs shall feel the great taste of power." He whispers under his breath.

Alek’s eyebrows raise and he plasters a smile on, “Ah. Well, best of luck with that. Do your best not to implicate the Party in what you do.”

"Of course. That is the most important objective. And this is also the reaosn why I needed to speak to you. I guess you know who is who on Vari right?"

“In a sense. My only experience thus far has been in Vari-Good. The labs there are doing some fascinating work but there is some overall wariness towards Pelasgon. The mid level official I met with talked relatively freely about it with me. You may want to start above them with legitimate policy makers and anyone who may have their ears.”

02:31

(I don’t have actual names but we could probably roll some checks or do research on the way to find individuals identified as having strong anti-CBSS feelings and those who don’t.)

02:33

Alek sighs, “I worry if only people who are vocally against the Brotherhood are silenced, it will be a simple thing to trace back to us. With or without proof. Assumptions based on fear can be as damaging as concrete proof in situations like this.”

Yashkin smiles at the Commissar's commment. "Well, the people in line are supportive of the Brotherhood. So it shall be written off as anything that couldn't connect it to us, like Terrorism or whatever." He puts his hand on the Commissar's shoulder. "Then again you don't need to worry, I don't assume that the Chairman would give such a hard task to a new Comrade like me. So hopefully the board is set to capture the king."

Alek smiles, “I appreciate your enthusiasm, comrade. I wish us the best of luck.” (Minor family emergency just popped up tonight. Won’t be on until tomorrow. Feel free to advance the scene if it fits)

(np)

(ill send a list since we're at a good place for us to move into the shuttle and be ready to go)

05:24

Grigory Kavelin- Minister of Production Vilma Vyborg- Interior Minister Kiril Samara- Defense Minister

05:24

Your targets will need to be individually located, though grass roots organizations or people on the streets may be able to assist in your hunt, knowingly aiding you, or not, depending on how you feel is best

(Yes)

(Sorry just read it again)

18:23

(Is there any information on cities they may be in?)

(Not without getting there and actually starting the quest)

18:24

(But there’s not many places on the planet )

“Where would you like to start? We’re bound to gain some notice wherever we go, but we may be able to use that to our advantage.”

"I'd like to start with getting information on the three. Then if I'm able to I'd like to make it look like a coordinated strike. All of them should be removed during the same week." He says as he starts to memorize their names. "And I would have liked to work in the dark. If you could help with diverting the attention onto yourself I'd be grateful."

“I can make a commotion going through the cities to draw attention to myself. Do you require a disguise?”

"I need a cover identity, or more than one if I am to infiltrate these people's ranks and commit the deed."

Alek thinks for a moment. He pulls his spell book out to leaf through before saying, “I can’t help you build a new identity. But if you find someone roughly similar to your build, I can help you assume theirs.”

"Well, I will once again have to thank you in advance." He says as he takes out his dataslab and puts in the names and occupations of his target before pocketing it. "Hopefully this will all go smoothly."

(we have 3 days of flight downtime to Vari to account for, and then we're all square)

(How is downtime in SwN? I haven't thought about checking it out yet)

(There’s a downtime activity chart on the Roll20)

(There is a handout near the top of the roll20)

(Just saw it)

(are we on a ship with a TL 4 Workshop? Was thinking of maybe Drone makin. (I can't find the time it would take,))

(You do have a workshop but drones cannot be built in them)

(What can be built/made?) (edited)

(Weapon and armor mods with the right fix level)

05:30

(Thats in the core book. There are several pages on it)

(We will move on while you figure it out )

18:20

The ship emerges at Vari three days later, to a situation on the ground that is largely unchanged. The gateway has been noticed here by Cbss officials though a geon by the name of Mylonite is eh route and has not yet arrived. Perhaps in the meantime there is enough time to remove one of the actors listed on your orders

(When you say "The gateway has been noticed here by Cbss officials though a geon by the name of Mylonite is eh route and has not yet arrived. " what do you mean? I am a little bit confused about the Cbss Offical part, are they there to meet him?)

(Yes. Another player character is coming )

(so for now we'll focus on getting rid of one of your VIP's or two while they finish their mission and can get over here)

(We are going for a hatrick before they arrive)

15:34

"Well, it was nice mettting you Commissar Komarov. I'll be hoping for wonders. And I'll be coming back later but at the moment I don't need that identity change" He'd say in a calm tone as he himself is already someone unknown, he starts to make his way out of the ship. When he emerges on the ground he takes a deep breath and checks his dataslab. "So, the game has begun. First the Minister of P." He mutters to himself as though he is talking to some imaginary being in front of him, before erasing the Minster of Productions name. "First, information." He once again continues to whisper to himself.

(alek, are you assisting or are we splitting off into ou r own things)

(I can split off. Yashkin can contact me for help if he needs it.)

Thinking back to your quick drink and briefing with the Chairman, he suggested the locals would probably be helpful if you were able to dress up your need for the information with a convincing cover story

(So where is he (Yashkin) at the moment?) (edited)

(Vari-good, the capital city. We didn’t quite get that far since we had questions to answer )

Walking in the streets of Vari-Good in a casual outfit and he starts to think about what he should do. Heading to find a Cbss offical is off the book, because he doesn't want anything that could blow his cover as an average person. Well... Information it still is... I have no leads at all so the only thing I can do is follow the Chairman's suggesetion... Talk with locals. At that thought he'd sighs as he'd start to search for a bar. (edited)

You find one, called "Fortune's Finder" at the end of a large row of banks. It;s only a matter of time until the CBSS nationalizes them. Inspectors will no doubt be here in days to begin redistributing corporate wealth, and the wealth of the top percentage of locals. By the by, the average person does not seem too concerned about theirpersonal savings. The bar itself is dark wood, dim lighting, and warm amber tint on glass surfaces. You're reminded of the rich smoking room in the Conclave for the senior students and junior operatives, opened as a reward for successful missions.

(Sorry won't be able to post for today. I have stuff to deal with)

(real life first, hope to see you tomorrow. )

Yashkin inhales and exhales sharply before he opens the door and walks in. The rich smell that he was so used to. Even though he himself doesnt't smoke to often he was most of the time given the chance to take a smoke in the smoking room at the Conclave. He gets a little irritated by the dim lighting but doesn't care too much as he walks up to the bartender and takes a seat at the bar. "Could I get anything light?"

"Of course sir. Busy night?" the bartender asks, making light conversation as tip based employees do, if they plan to eat tonight, that is.

The Grand Act begins as Yashkin tries to enter another persona. This person is one that just came to Vari-Good due to a job and now is lost and doesn't know anything to this foreign world. Yashkin lets out a sigh "Yes... And it will be even busier tomorrow..." He goes quiet for a second before he lets out another sigh. "Work is so tough nowadays. I am supposed to start working on something for the Department of Production... But I don't know anything! Not where I am to work, or the place they had rented for me..." He leans in and whispers "I don't even know anyhting about the minister himself, Grigory Kavelin." He then lets out another sigh at the end. "My life is a messs..."

"He's a rough man to work under. I don't envy you. He comes in here every week, thursday nights usually. (which is tomorrow). Has two double whiskeys, flirts with some of the servers and then leaves. Usually berates any of his employees he sees in here, so you might want to drink somewhere else tomorrow if you're planning to go out again"

His eyes light up before he smiles. "Why shouldn't I not be here? If he comes here tommorrow we could find common interest, he might even favor me a bit... If you know what I mean..." He says then right after a light chuckle escapes his mouth, before his expression turns grim once again. "But maybe you are right... Maybe I should just not be here. He does sound heavy handed."

“He’s more likely to punish you than to find you as a drinking buddy, but your credits spend either way so do what you want with that”

05:16

The drink hes poured you is light. There’s a bit of a bitterness and a hint of orange to it. At least you think it’s orange.

05:16

You’ve never tasted citrus before

Yashkin lowers his mask since he wants to take a sip. As it reavels his quite normal white forhead and blonde hair, from this one woulda assume his face wasn't tarnished and ruined like the other Ashen Ones. But from his nose to his chin you see blisters upon blisters, scars. His epidermis (outerskin) is only intact by some strings of skin. So you see a lot of the dermis itself. He clungs it down fast before putting on his mask again. "I appreciate that my friend... I'll not be around here during thursdays." He says before he leaves a tip of 10 Credits and the amount needed to pay for the drink itself.

(10 is fine, little things like this we dont need to worry about)

)

14:40

(Well... Now I can either try a really dangerous way of executing him... Or find a vantage point and snipe this dude's ass...)

(The chairman asked you to make these look like accidents, so keep that in mind, but at the end of the day your actions are your own) (edited)

(Yeah, yea... Was just joking.)

09:27

(Would have been bad if an assassination. Looked like an assassination. I might just make it look like a mugging, or could do it in a different way.)

You now know where your target will be , and when. All that remains is devising how you will handle the hit. Rain begins to fall as you leave the bar with this new information , heading for a hotel and your home for the night. A false identity has been provided for you , and to hotel staff you’re just another traveler passing through for a night or two

(I'll also like to look around a 300 feet perimity search around establishment. To find places where one could escape, and slip away. Dark Ally ways to lure the mans body to. Stuff like that.)

The bar has a few alleys around it that are adjacent to the building. A vacant house at the end of the street also seems to be ignored by most of people living here

(We are somehow going to lead that man to the house and make it seem like suicide! or just gonna mug him...)

21:03

(Before he heads to the Hotel) As Yashkin finds the house that seems to be ignored by most of the people living there he smiles inwardly. He quickly checks the windows and even the door. But it seems like the house is even vacant! Yashkin's smile becomes wider and wide. "Well, won't this be a cake walk." He whispers to himself as he tries to open the door to the Vacant House.

The neighborhood kids have been partying in here. There is graffiti on the walls, bottles laying around the floor of the room, and scorch marks show where people have tried to start fires and just cause general terribleness

(How many buildings are around this house?)

09:11

(And is it possible to somehow close it off. Like use some police tape, trying to scare the kinds from going there since it is most likely a crime scene. Or put up a Note saying that it will be torn down tomorrow? I just don't want people there when this man commits "Suicide") (edited)

(Is it possible yes with us actually doing something about it. I feel like the preparation is probably the actual mission here more so than you actually killing the guy )

(Now of course it is! We need to corner this man. Make it look like a completley normal suicidal Drunk man shot himself in the head. And that Vacant Building makes it easy.)

17:17

(What are the chances of people not being at this Vacant Home... Something might go wrong at any second tbh. I need to prevent that lol..)

When he is looking through the vacant building he smiles, "Seems like this really will be a walk in the park... Well, all that is left is to finalize the preperations." He tells himself in a jolly tone. Not even giving it the slughtest though that he is actually killing another being and doing all of this in a more dignified and respectful manner might be the more professional Approach. Yashkin quickly takes out his gloves as he doesn't want to touch anything and leave forensic evidence. He then takes out a pen an papper that he carries around and writes down in a fine style: "Warning, Warning! Due to excessive requests this building is going to be torn down. It will all happen Thursday Night. No civilians are to be around a 50 feet distance of the premise. If someone is found around 50ft they will be getting a fine of three thousand credits sent home." *He then takes that paper and walks outside the door before hanging the Note on the door. Feeling the sweet cover of night and feeling of having completed ones preperations he heads to the hotel to get some nice, perfectly deserved rest. (edited)

The next morning comes and your target will be at the bar this evening. It doesn’t seem like anyone has disturbed your signs during the night but written in just paper and a pen, they don’t look like official notices you’ve seen on other CBSS worlds. There’s still several hours before your target is meant to arrive

(It was a improvised messure but it seems to have worked) (edited)

17:54

(Then I also need to forge a suicide note...)

After he checks out the vacant house in the morning he smiles as it seems like no ones has distrubed his signs yet. He starts to write down some key words for his post mission report. He'd be using other words for things such as 'Suicide' and 'Assassination'. So as to not have too much sensetive data on the Dataslab. "Well, the last thing to do is to finally understand what makes them tick." He mutters to himself as he makes his way back to the hotel to read through most of the files on Grigory's personality and checking up some files on hte people close to him. If Yashkin plans to write a suicide note as though it came from Grigory then it needs to be perfecet.

You can see that he has been divorced several times based on just public records. Getting into sensitive military records or something more personal like medical data is going to mean slicing into a database (program/int)

(roll in coming)

(8)

He has had a brush with cancer, and was in remission, but you see he has had an appointment with an oncologist in the last few days. The results of this are not currently available.

16:01

The military records are still not able to be accessed without making it known that an outside part was interested in accessing them, and it seems prudent not to push your luck

Yashkin who isn't a believer in a higher power does a short improv prayer. Since it seems like everything is swinging his way. He puts on another suit and trying to get into his false identity's shoes. He spends the rest of his time until evening, talking, walking and even looking like another person. He becomes 'Joe Goldbloom' (I'll just call the false identity.). He then writes a suicide note. It would talk about Grigory and his new brush with cancer and that he thought that was it. But he felt more symtomps and he had even took an appoitnment with a doctor and how he decideds to kill himself because he is too scared to think about the results, that he wants to die on his own terms not someone elses. He also writes about how even if he were to survive there would be no one that would want him. The fact that he has been divorced several times must be a sign. Now, with everything ready as the evening approaches. He takes his laser pistol and hides it inside his suit, he waits outside the bar for the man to come out. Hopefully all his preperation will not be in vain

(You'd probably have some handwriting samples from his medical records- his signature on them and stuff, but we'd need to try to copy it, so we'd need a perform/int here. and then we'll move along)

(4)

You've made the best attempt at it you can. Your target loudly says goodbye to the bar patrons, and is settling on the top stairs of the bar before climbing down them on unsteady feet out to the sidewalk. He is alone, car parked down at the end of the street, within 20m of the empty house

The street is quiet too aside for the single buzzing of an overhead street light (edited)

(Couldn't I just push him into traffic lol... "Minister of Production, a drunk man stumbling into ongoing traffic!") (edited)

(Whatever decision you decide to make we will play it out)

20:08

(I shouldnt be telling you how to handle things)

Yashkin takes a deep breath before he starts to disceetly follow his target he looks at the man and sees two ways of doing this. He thinks about it for a hot second before he lets out a sigh and tries to converse with the man. He walks up to the drunk minister, his feet moving happily. He begins acting. When he sees the stumbling man his eyes give off a feeling of compassion before he quickly skiddales towards him before putting his hand on the drunk man. "Sire... Do you need help?" He asks in a kind tone

"Sire?!" He says lazily, turning to face you but only with half comprehension. He's stopped moving with your hand on him, trying to piece together what is happening

"Isn't it proper to call you Sire? We call the elderly at home Sire's. Maybe you want to go by Sir?" He says as he lifts his hand of the man "You seem to be drunk, I live down the street if you'd want to sober over there? I don't think you are in a fit state to drive." He says before he points at the car parked at the end of the street. "I just live a couple of meters from here." He says as before he points at the Emptry House. (edited)

“Maybe I need. ...cup of coffee” he says after thinking for a moment. “Your house?..” he grumbles , pointing to the same one you did

"Yeah... I recently arrived to Vari. And I found this building" He says before he stops to point at it. "It was really cheap at the end of the day... And you know how money is nowadays with those communists." He says trying to check if this man agrees with this dissrespecet to the communist way.

He’s too drunk to get into a policy discussion with you but his face sours at your story.

Yashkin feels a bit disgusted by this man, starting to understand why the chairman wanted him removed. But he smiles underneath his mask before putting his arm around the back of his neck "Come. I'll help you" He says in a calm tone before he starts to walk towards the vacant house.

He allows himself to be led, understanding a bit that you’re trying to help and he’s not in good enough shape to drive.

18:53

You’re led up the creaky steps and he sees the handwritten note on the door. “Cnndemed? “ he mutters, now trying to pull away from you a bit, unsteady on his feet

(To late friendo... To late.. You are already at the doorstep of hell!)

20:06

(But yeah... If this was chess, leaving that note there must have been a blunder.)

(Were you planning to do something to stop him? )

21:13

He is beginning to lean away, to make it back to the steps

(i'll post in 3h)

Yashkin understands the blunder of a move he has made. Forgetting to take off the note on the wall. He quickly rips it of before looking at the Minister. He sighs "Sire... I haven't been fully honest... I wasn't able to get a building... When I said I came to Vari recently I really mean recently. I wasn't able to pay for a house so I thanked god when I found this vacant house... It was free and it seemed like no one owned it so that is why that note is there. To make sure that people don't get close to this home... I consider my own..." Yashkin tries to see from the mans facial expression if he believes the lie. If even a single piece of his body language suggests otherwise then Yashkin would try to give the man a full powered stomach punch. (Only if he sees that the man doesn't believe in his lie)

The tale is one that he doesn’t seem to feel comfortable with. Going into someone’s home and going into a vacant home with someone you just met on the street seems like a terrible idea even to a drunk.

21:46

He steps down onto the first of the three stoop steps, to head back out into the street

(If I just had torn that paper off the door.. Everything would have gone as planned... Time to have a veichular failure...)

(Alright well, once again, let me know what you’re actually doing once you know, and we will move the scene)

(Btw before I post you mentioned that there were some dark alley ways around these parts. Just need to know to finalize my post.)

(There are some around here. Between the buildings)

Okay thanks for nothing