No More Heroes (Rocky)

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(The original thread, for those interested.)

FBI Dossier: Karen Manafski



Age: 36 years of age.



"Tools" of choice: Karen is legally licensed to carry a Berreta 92FS Inox pistol with a threaded barrel for the mounting of an Osprey 9 suppresor, which she has in her possession. The pistol has been customized with an ivory, engraved grip. Karen has received training in the FBI with most weaponry.



Additional Information: Karen joined the FBI 6 years ago. She has proven to be a reliable asset and has done well in service with bureau.



Dossier photograph:



The taxi stops in front of a small, unassuming motel. Above the building, lit up in bright reds and blues is what you assume to be the name of the motel. L'Nicher it reads, the words being blue, but with a red outline. It seems quaint and disconnected from how awful the rest of the city of Santa Destroy was, albeit a little run down, likely due to a lack of revenue. There's a number of lights that need replacing, and some weeds and vines growing up the side of the building, but it's clear that whoever works here still tries to keep the place as clean as possible. Next to the main building is a much smaller one, which you could assume to be the reception. The light glowing within highlights it in the growing darkness of evening.



Your observations are interrupted when the taxi driver speaks up.



"Hey, buddy, this is the place, yeah?"

[The Villa Strangiato]

"Yessir, it indeed does. Thank you." Karen replies, paying the required amount of money for the taxi driver, stepped out of the taxi. She stretched briefly, and walked inside the building, not knowing what to expect.

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The taxi driver calls after you to make sure you've gotten all your luggage, but you've already entered the building by the time he does, so he simply drives off. Hopefully you didn't leave anything important.

Upon stepping inside, the first thing you may notice is the music playing. You may or may not be familiar with it.


The room itself is rather small, with the reception desk taking up nearly half the room, and a "lounge area" comprised purely of two chairs, a small end table, and a variety of magazines. Across the room from the lounge area is a snack machine. A post it note states that it's out of order at the moment. A small bell and a rather bulky looking PC sit on the reception desk, with a wooden bored behind it, from which hangs a host of keys. No one is in the room at the moment.

[The Villa Strangiato]

Karen looks at the taxi zoom by. She didn't think she left anything of value on it, so she turned her gaze to the room she was currently in. Karen wasn't sure what to do, so she sat in one of the chairs, and crossed her legs and waited for something to happen.

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Nothing much is really happening at the moment. A few cars pass by outside, their noise downed out by the music, but their headlights accentuated in the encroaching darkness. You could pick up a magazine and give it a read, or ring the bell to see if you can get the attention of anyone in the back.

[The Villa Strangiato]

Karen got up briefly and rung the bell, then quickly sat down and crossed her legs again. She was slightly bored, so she picked a magazine up.

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"Just a moment!" You here a voice call from the back room. You can hear commotion. The sound of a chair scratching across the floor, a few things being moved and put away, and footsteps. The magazine is about business, and doesn't seem all that interesting.

Eventually, a young woman appears from the back. Her hair is long and brunette, her eyes a bright green, and she exudes joviality. She dresses in a light blue sweater with snowflakes on it, and navy blue jeans. She has a name tag pinned to her sweater that states her name is Vivian.

"Hello!" She says jauntily. "What can I do for you?"

[The Villa Strangiato]

"Hello, I received an application from the UAA I believe, and was told to come here." Karen looked up towards the woman with a rather neutral, calm, and collected face.

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"Ohhh, so you're the one from the UAA? Yeah, your boss came by a couple days ago and payed four months of your rent in advance. Left you a letter too."

[The Villa Strangiato]

"Oh, really?" Karen was shocked. Maybe this gig could get her enough dough to keep the lights on.
"Do you happen to have the letter?" Karen asked.

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"Yeah, gimmie a sec and I'll go grab it." The perky girl retreats into the back room again, and you can hear the sound of someone rummaging through something. There's a faint "aha!", and then she returns a moment later, letter in hand. On her way back, she grabs a key off the rack, and slides the letter with the key across the counter to you.

"I grabbed your key, too. Your room is 207."

[The Villa Strangiato]

"Thank you very much." Karen grabbed the letter and the key, and looked for either stairs, or if she were lucky, an elevator.

(Sorry for taking so long to post and quality, I'll ramp it up)

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"Enjoy your stay." She says as you walk out.

The motel is only two stories, so an elevator would be fairly useless. You find the stairs not to far from where you walk out of the reception building, and your door is the forth one down.