((This is a continuation of Eternal Sunshine from a Scattered Mind))
It wasn't by coincidence she had been in that alley, at that time of night, when another of Rhy'dins drudgery had made an attempt on a young woman's virtue without permission. Her meeting of sorts had finished only minutes before, and she had chosen to hang back in that alley to relish the elation she felt having been given such promising information. The young woman?s piercing scream had broken Julianna?s racing thoughts.
After observing the scene from the inky blackness of the alleyway, she felt a need to teach the woman?s assailant a lesson. The information she had obtained had brought her such quite a sense of satisfaction so she had decided to let the creatin live. Under certain conditions of course, but mercy was not typically something she bestowed upon anyone such as he. After she had sent him off with her warning, she gathered the slumped figure of the slight woman he had attempted to accost and made sure she was safely sequestered in one of the upstairs rooms of the Red Dragon Inn before she headed home to her apartment.
She opened the door and slipped in, locking it behind her. She crossed the expanse of the sparsley funished apartment and tossed the keys onto the coffee table with a scratching clank as they fell and slid to a halt. She had been working with Batten Industries for only a few weeks but Edward paid well. As one could tell from her modified accomodations, save for the couch, coffee table, and bed in the bedroom, she wasn?t a woman who?s needs extended to a want for the finery most women spent money on.
There were no fine furnishings, no foppish clothing or jewels to speak of, no remnants that it was actually a woman that occupied the place. There was, however, a rigorous military type obstacle course throughout the space that she had spent some of her money on constructing with the sole purpose of keeping her body well trained for what she was using the rest of her earnings on.
Intel.
It had been over a month since Jacob had made his startling appearance in her small inn room before she acquired her new line of work and new residence. He had left her with the knowledge of what she was and the feeling that her copied appearance to someone he truely cared for, was the only reason she had not been thrown out with the trash.
She was a clone. A clone of a woman who had been a trained weapon. A contract killer. She had been trained in the like, genetically modified for speed and strength. There had been nine failed attempts before her creation. He called her Julianna X. Most of his answers had been vague at best, not allowing her the satisfaction of answering any of the questions she wanted the answers to, leaving her confused, unsatisfied, and angry. That was where her new friend came into play.
He was simply called, ?The Rat?. A nickname earned him due to his stealthy ability to travel to any of the worlds outside of Rhy?din and obtain any information he was tasked to seek through his various connections within each realm. If his informants failed him, he had several aliases at his disposal with which to take matters into his own hands. From a common man to rather powerful members of any society, he could obtain even the most well kept secrets from his targets with untraceable success. He had a gift. And he wasn?t cheap.
She had found him by chance through several failed attempts at finding someone trustworthy and connected enough for the mission she had to press upon them. Most who jumped at her offer did so only at the price she had set for the information. However, once the interviewing process had commenced and she had detailed the actions that would take place should she be dissapointed with their service, even the most greedy of the lot left quivering and turning down the large offer. It was one of these such dissapointing fellows that had given her his name, well, rather his ?code name?. For his line of work, he chose never to reveal his true identity. So Julianna X and ?The Rat? had a meeting and he had agreed on the fee with an understanding that more money would be needed should the job require his more specialized talents.
It had only taken him eleven days to locate Jacob. And it was this night, on the fourteenth day, that she had been given the name and address of the company that the original Julianna and Jacob himself worked for. Crisp Enterprises, Earth, New York City, New York. A company that had been a large distributor of textile goods and services. Most of Earths textile contracts were being outsourced on massive levels and the company was quickly heading towards bankruptcy. The owner of the company was Magnus Crisp, Jacob?s father. The dwindling flow of money had Magnus seeking other means of income. Crisp Enterprise was currently holding a contract to research and develop ways of therapeutic cloning for the purposes of regenerative medicine. There were several laboratory facilities that were set up to test the ability to regenerate tissues, organs and healthy cells to help cure genetic diseases. But that wasn?t all Magnus planned on using that research to do.
She knew what his plans had been. She was a product of them. It was high time she said thank you, in person.
It wasn't by coincidence she had been in that alley, at that time of night, when another of Rhy'dins drudgery had made an attempt on a young woman's virtue without permission. Her meeting of sorts had finished only minutes before, and she had chosen to hang back in that alley to relish the elation she felt having been given such promising information. The young woman?s piercing scream had broken Julianna?s racing thoughts.
After observing the scene from the inky blackness of the alleyway, she felt a need to teach the woman?s assailant a lesson. The information she had obtained had brought her such quite a sense of satisfaction so she had decided to let the creatin live. Under certain conditions of course, but mercy was not typically something she bestowed upon anyone such as he. After she had sent him off with her warning, she gathered the slumped figure of the slight woman he had attempted to accost and made sure she was safely sequestered in one of the upstairs rooms of the Red Dragon Inn before she headed home to her apartment.
She opened the door and slipped in, locking it behind her. She crossed the expanse of the sparsley funished apartment and tossed the keys onto the coffee table with a scratching clank as they fell and slid to a halt. She had been working with Batten Industries for only a few weeks but Edward paid well. As one could tell from her modified accomodations, save for the couch, coffee table, and bed in the bedroom, she wasn?t a woman who?s needs extended to a want for the finery most women spent money on.
There were no fine furnishings, no foppish clothing or jewels to speak of, no remnants that it was actually a woman that occupied the place. There was, however, a rigorous military type obstacle course throughout the space that she had spent some of her money on constructing with the sole purpose of keeping her body well trained for what she was using the rest of her earnings on.
Intel.
It had been over a month since Jacob had made his startling appearance in her small inn room before she acquired her new line of work and new residence. He had left her with the knowledge of what she was and the feeling that her copied appearance to someone he truely cared for, was the only reason she had not been thrown out with the trash.
She was a clone. A clone of a woman who had been a trained weapon. A contract killer. She had been trained in the like, genetically modified for speed and strength. There had been nine failed attempts before her creation. He called her Julianna X. Most of his answers had been vague at best, not allowing her the satisfaction of answering any of the questions she wanted the answers to, leaving her confused, unsatisfied, and angry. That was where her new friend came into play.
He was simply called, ?The Rat?. A nickname earned him due to his stealthy ability to travel to any of the worlds outside of Rhy?din and obtain any information he was tasked to seek through his various connections within each realm. If his informants failed him, he had several aliases at his disposal with which to take matters into his own hands. From a common man to rather powerful members of any society, he could obtain even the most well kept secrets from his targets with untraceable success. He had a gift. And he wasn?t cheap.
She had found him by chance through several failed attempts at finding someone trustworthy and connected enough for the mission she had to press upon them. Most who jumped at her offer did so only at the price she had set for the information. However, once the interviewing process had commenced and she had detailed the actions that would take place should she be dissapointed with their service, even the most greedy of the lot left quivering and turning down the large offer. It was one of these such dissapointing fellows that had given her his name, well, rather his ?code name?. For his line of work, he chose never to reveal his true identity. So Julianna X and ?The Rat? had a meeting and he had agreed on the fee with an understanding that more money would be needed should the job require his more specialized talents.
It had only taken him eleven days to locate Jacob. And it was this night, on the fourteenth day, that she had been given the name and address of the company that the original Julianna and Jacob himself worked for. Crisp Enterprises, Earth, New York City, New York. A company that had been a large distributor of textile goods and services. Most of Earths textile contracts were being outsourced on massive levels and the company was quickly heading towards bankruptcy. The owner of the company was Magnus Crisp, Jacob?s father. The dwindling flow of money had Magnus seeking other means of income. Crisp Enterprise was currently holding a contract to research and develop ways of therapeutic cloning for the purposes of regenerative medicine. There were several laboratory facilities that were set up to test the ability to regenerate tissues, organs and healthy cells to help cure genetic diseases. But that wasn?t all Magnus planned on using that research to do.
She knew what his plans had been. She was a product of them. It was high time she said thank you, in person.