Flashback Chapter 2 Financing: A Brokers Meet (Open to Underworld Pm for details)

Flashback 5 months 2weeks

The Island of Maltavia

It was 6am in the morning and the town was already busy with people cleaning running security and other preparations for the guest that would be arriving.  It wasn’t the town’s people moving about however but the islands police and military force.  They themselves didn’t know who the individuals that would come to the island but they knew they were important and would be spending money that would greatly influence the economy.  Part of their job would be to make sure the city was visually appealing.  

Maltavia being the security conscious place it was had three towers that were located on tiny islands day and night they monitored the sea and the portion of island they could see from their post. There were two ports one for the general public and another that was supposed to be for fishing, this was also the closest harbor to the Ohana Compound. The meeting would be held late in the day. Those who were already here were staying town and select few with Ohana’s themselves.  Those in the underworld had a strict code of privacy as not to draw attention themselves. Therefore some people to arrive on the islands fishing and merchant ships as not to draw the attention to the increased amount of people arriving at the island.

At Sea

A cleanly dressed man speeds across his boat The Lissiana one person accompanied him sitting in the passenger seat directly in front of the controls for the ships gun.  This was no ordernary ship that sailed with wind power. It was a boat powerd by a waiver and as such moved fast along the water. In a special compartment Zaltons products were hidden along with few things he was working on. Slowing down he saw a light emitting from one of the nearby towers.  A loud voice emitted from speaker.

Maltavia Fishing Harbor

“If you are invited a guest please provide proof of identification.” Calling the tower with the number provided and after answering some questions he was able to proceed to the harbor. Because of who he was his boat wasn’t searched however he was asked to given an account of his personal weapons, things that weren’t meant to be sold. Zalton complied and at his request they removed his items that were kept in closed containers with fragile labels, with the help of the man he had brought with him.

Zalton Mauraski
Broker Alias Hakoda
Anubis Pirates
Division 3 Commander
Doctor & Scientist

Digit had been traveling for a long time. It wasn't wise to stay in one place for too long. The government has spies everywhere even in the New World. This was a huge hindrance towards his work. Can't exactly realize hydrogen oxidide carelessly into atmosphere in haste. The last time proved disastrous. He needed a hideout at least for a little while. He hijacked a fishing ship from the last island, and began sailing to place where criminals or more specially brokers can stay. Some place called Maltavia. Digit had heard of this island from some time now while hiding among the underworld. They its impenetrable and that its boss was nearly invincible. Digit would put both reputations to the test.

On the horizon came the island approaching....

A rather ordinary looking man wondered away from the docks of Maltavia, having just arrived in an ordinary ferry ship, in an ordinary suit, wearing a pair of ordinary sensible shoes and with ordinary short brown mousy hair styled in a bowl cut, with an ordinary suitcase as peered around disinterested with his ordinarily dull face. His reasons of visiting however was rather un-ordinary at the least, if not negotiabaly extraordinary. He had come to the ' wide business meeting of off the radar business men in the information retailing', as his employer called it, though more commonly referred as, but only in whispers, as an underground brokers meeting. 
The the jaded business man heard a ringing, or more accurately an imitation of ringing, in his pocket, to which he picked out a finely mustached den den mushi, the private line of communications of the Mustache Brokers relayed through these specific den den mushi. The suited man answered it, in an obviously weary fashion, as if he fully expected this call.
"Ah hello Jim, I expect you have arrived now, correct? What am I saying? Of-course you are!" A rather posh and smarmy voice, rich with smug self-worth greeted him on the other end, before continuing quickly without leaving Jim a chance to speak. "Well good news, you have plenty of time to survey your surroundings, or indulge in leisure if you will, though I do believe you would prefer to begin business immediately, due to you not bringing your jewelers tools along with you. Unfortunately I must insist otherwise, as I have sent the Broker Knight along to assure your well being. I have told him to wait for you in the local zoo. He last told me he was watching them feed some over-sized rodents."
"Understood sir, anything else you wish to be done or be informed of?", the suited man named Jim asked in a boring monotone voice obediently.
The voice replied; "Of-course as always, have me on the line to hear the proceedings, and if in need of assistance, call. I am closer than you would assume."
Jim peered at the snail of communications in disbelief for a few moments before regaining composure and ending the call with; "Of-course sir, over and out." He then continued on his way, taking in the local surroundings while searching for the famed zoo of Maltavia.

On the other end of the line Lord Zastur, head of the Mustache Brokers grinned to himself as he stretched out his unbelievably long legs and twirled his equally unbelievably long mustache. He was curious of what may be gained from this meeting, after all the broker 'Hakoda' was arriving, who had been a rather difficult man to dig dirt up on, though his sources say he was very closely linked to the yonkou, and after the recent fall of Iken, it had definitely narrowed it down somewhat. Pity though, Steel Village could of proved quite profitable. However, this moment of slight sentimentality was casually thrown aside as Lord Zastur giggled on the ridiculous idea that if 'Hakoda' was actually with cousin in the Blizzard Pirates. He grinned to himself in the darkness of the room, as he wondered if he would make an appearance himself.

A large marine looking ship began sailing towards the docks, slaves were cleaning the inside while one was piloting the ship. Inside the command center where the ship was controlled a man sat with a mask, the mask was made out of a black sleek steel with one "eye" open while a white trench coat covered his body, underneath it was a dark t-shirt and baggy pants for easy movement, the only thing you could see on the young man was his boots, hands and some red hair slipping out of an akubra hat. A slave looked at the man, he was rather intimidating due to the dark look the one eye showed and his height. "Sir, we are preparing to dock." Titan turned and gave the man a nod. Standing up six rapiers appeared and were slid into sheaths kept on Titan's back. "Prepare our merchandise, I'll be setting up allies, contacts and customers." Titan said in a serious tone to which the slave nodded.

As they docked and Titan stepped off he heard a voice ring out stating he needed to prove identity. Going in he answered the questions and went off exploring the island to get a general feel of the area.

Name: Doku Nakamura.
Alias: Titan.
Crew: The Dark Isle Assassins.
Division: Illegal division, Titan Industries.
Role: Metal Assassin, Marksmen, General Illegal Trader.

Town and Main Harbor

Digit had approached the island from the side closest to town.  Upon seeing his vessel the guards watch from the tower would take the standard procedure that all visitors went through.

"Vessel raise your sail and lower anchor." One of the towers ship set off to meet Digit if allowed they would board his ship and continue the interview."

The agent working for the Mustache Brokers had been verified and allowed to dock amongst the ships in the main harbor.

Vendors and people line the street some residence visitors. The streets were busy and people mostly officers directed visitor who were civilians and brokers alike to the islands various attractions. Guided tours and shuttle were forming to bring people the zoo. The air about the atmosphere was friendly enough if the underworld community did one thing well it was to blend in. It was the only way to successfully operate in secret. Unspoken rules such as only using peoples alias's when applicable kept ones identity in chance that there were lapses in security.

Fishery and sub harbor

Given the ships marine like appearance it was important to dock it privately so that the islands other guest would feel more at ease.  The ships owner had been verified but their knowledge would stop there this ship was transporting one of the islands prestigious guest.  As such they would take great care not to offend him and cause an incident that would tarnish the Ohana's reputation.  Given that they were the fishing harbor the strong sent of fish hung thick air. A member of the islands militia stood armed and waited for Titan to disembark from the ship.  When Titan was ready he would escort him wherever he wished to go.

Zalton had his items sent ahead of him to the Ohana compound and was now headed inside the fishery. From here Zalton would see Titan's ship approaching and he would be able to see Zalton's ship amongst the fishing boats.

'Jim' had eventually made his way to be lead around on a guided tour of the zoo, having full intention of doing so he would not be distracted such frivolous things like tourism and leisure time, following the rest of the cheery visitors moodily, hoping to bump into the Broker Knight soon to avoid anymore non- business related activties, despite it being created purely to do so for business partners of the island mainly. 
The dull man looked with highly dulled interest as the rest of the group marveled at the large cockroaches, the peculiar goat-crocodile hybrid, monstrous sized birds, and a variety of imported beasts, such as sea laphans, kung-fu dugongs, panda sharks, kaicho pinkys, cloud foxes, sea monkeys, giragons, manticores,   
sea elephants, super penguins, and much more of a bizarre and wonderful collection of incarcerated animals. 
Jim had little excitement towards the animals, unlike most on the tour, and if he did he certainly wasn't showing it, keeping his face in it's usual blank slate of dullness. 
He did however show a slither of a smile as they showed the Bear Rats, which were indeed over-sized rats, meaning Jim was finally able to ditch the tour and look for his colleague that was waiting by the creatures.

As the suited servant slipped out of the tour group unnoticed and unmissed, he quickly spotted the irritability obvious 'broker knight' a she was in full armor in day light. A trait that is immensely counter productive for a secret information brokering society. The aforementioned knight of the brokers was wearing blue plated armor covering his body, of a suitably medieval design for his title, and was carrying a sword and shield upon his person out in the open. Jim sighed as he began walking over to confront his current partner, wodnering wha the must of done to upset Lord Zastur to have been partnered with him.