#tynas

Dream: How unlike Agent Tynas to get so angry. Quite entertaining! He is usually quite the calm person. I wonder why?

Lyra: Hello? … hello?

Tynas: …Yes. I am here.

Lyra: Who are you?

Tynas: Please don’t hang up, it's Operative Tynas…

Lyra: You! For the sake of the gods what the hell do you want now?! And how did you get my number?

Tynas: Look, mom… momma, big momma Robinson, I just wanted to let you know that I know what happened to Cedric Weiss, and I’ve taken care of it. You have nothing to worry about.

Lyra: W-what… how… I-I don’t know what you’re talking about…

Tynas: It's ok. He was a piece of shit and he’s gone. I don’t…. I don’t want anything to happen to you or your baby. You and Bob just need to have a good life now. And… hopefully one day you’ll come to terms with what happened, but, I’ve done what I can to help. There’s no charge, no fee, it’s on the house.

Lyra: I don’t know what you’re talking about… I-I don’t know anything about Cedric. 

Tynas: Good. Keep it that way. In any case, sleep easy tonight, you’re in the clear. Oh! And for the record, you’re right… Bob is most definitely the baby’s father. 

Lyra: Gee thanks, telling… wait… you know don’t you…? About… me and Cedric?!

Tynas: Yes… But, it's not important. You love Bob, and the baby IS his, this is your second chance. Take it and use it, have a good day Lyra. *click.*

Elita: As Cat and Francine shared a laugh after the high stakes, high stress moments of the day, Tynas approached and he approached quickly. Cat saw him and groaned. Feeling her anger surface. 

Tynas: Ms Brand, Ms Montgomery, I’m glad I caught you.

Cat: What do you want “Smith” if that is in fact your real name.

Tynas: My time is short, so you know what, fuck it, no, its not my real name. I wanted to let you both know, you need not fear, we got her and took her into custody.

Cat: What?!

Francine: Good! Best place for the crazy psycho.

Elita: Cat heard it, but somehow didn’t believe it.

****

Cat: Mr “Smith” you’ll have to forgive me if I don’t fully believe you on that. 

Tynas: I can understand your scepticism on this but I assure you she’s out of the way. We loaded her with enough tranquilisers to put a herd of elephants to sleep for a month. So I just wanted to tell you not to worry, for now, you’re safe. Carry on as normal things will be ok.

Cat: Just like that?

Tynas: Absolutely. 

Cat: What do you mean, “for now.”?

Tynas: I warned you before that the day would come you’d need to step up and do what is necessary. 

Cat: I remember, you were quite the asshole about it.

Tynas: Yes. Suffice to say, today was not it. I’ll leave you both to it. Oh and girls, goes without saying I hope, don’t talk about what happened, to anybody. If I have to return for another chat… it’ll be… unpleasant.

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Francine: Jeeze, who the hell  is that guy?

Cat: I wish I knew. All I know is, he’s in charge of the Agency and also, I don’t believe he took Kali into custody. It couldn’t be that easy. 

Francine: Unilish might not be his first language. 

Cat: Hmm?

Francine: He uses retrospective language within a present tense delivery. 

Cat: I noticed he talks like he has all  the answers. Smug bastard.

Elita: A short while later Tynas and his agents appeared on the scene and cordoned it all off. It was as you’d expect, efficient and very quickly done. Kali was long gone, but Operative Tynas didn’t seem to care about that. He seemed more jumpy than usual if such a thing was possible.

Tynas: Very good, Agent Stirling you’ll be responsible for getting that car out of the way. I’ll go inside and see who knows what, we have to keep this quiet. 

Kierston: What about witnesses?

Tynas: They won’t be a problem, they won’t remember anything.

Kierston: But?

Tynas: Trust me. Events like this are usually very forgettable for the average public. They won’t remember. 

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Elita: Tynas strutted into the building like he owned the place. Maisie came over and intercepted him like a homing missile. He barely got in the front door.

Maisie: Are you in charge here?

Tynas: Yes, you are…

Maisie: Wrong! I’m in charge here. What the fuck is going on out there? Is the Ground Force performing manouvers in my fucking car park? 

Tynas: Nothing is going on out there Mrs Williams, just a simple misunderstanding that caused some minor property damage. The Agency will ensure everything is spic and span and right the way it was. I just need to see your security footage.

Maisie: You won’t see jack shit G man until I’m satisfied with what I am being told! 

Tynas: Mrs Williams, this is a matter of District Security, I am not at liberty to divulge anything.

Maisie: It’s a matter of my firm security as well, and I will not accept anything less than the full and complete assurance that my staff are not in danger, I will go to your boss, I will…

****

Elita: Tynas sighed and then gently waved his hand in front of Maisie’s face. All the fire in her face just stopped and she stood quietly a moment. Tynas normally had the patience of stone, and the will of stars, but today... he had neither the patience nor the will. Time was running out for him...

Tynas: You really do have nothing to fear, if you can please ensure that my colleague outside, Agent Stirling, can get access to your security footage promptly, I’d be most thankful.

Maisie: Yes, of course. Is there anything else I can help with?

Tynas: Yes, might I enquire as to the whereabouts of Francine and her client Catherine?

Maisie: Ah, knowing Francine and her, they're in a bar. There’s a place nearby you can try, you’ll probably find them in there. 

Tynas: Thank you very much Mrs Williams, the Agency thanks you for your cooperation with this sensitive matter.

Tynas: You’d have been so proud of him. I wish you seen what he did to Task… he kicked his fucking ass. It was epic. Beat the ever loving fuck out of him at the 11th hour.

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Dream: Will this all be enough? Will your meddling fix anything, Tynas? Or is this exactly how you lead them all to their doom? Time is a fickle god and meddling in this way could very well be the end of all that you hold dear. The wraiths are breathing down your neck, your time is running out.

Tynas: Elita, Soldier Girl, White Feathers, and me, we’re all that’s left…. Oh, and Mr Coffee as well, guess we ain’t doing too bad after all. Heheh. He’s famous, you know, Mr Coffee. Elita and Soldier Girl have given up… they blame themselves for what happened. I don’t. They did their best, we all did gramps. But, we weren’t you, or Bob, or Guy… so we fell short. When the shit hit the fan, we just weren’t up to it. And it scares me there’s nobody left now… The bravest three motherfuckers I ever knew, and you’re all dead… Gods help us when the next apocalypse shows up. I wish I was more like you three, but I’m just a devious sneaky little bastard and I hope I’ve done my bit. I’ll do one more bit too, I’m going to get you out of here. I promise.

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Dream: While walking into the lower depths of the agency, Tynas presses a few careful bricks to allow a large wall to slide away and he travels deeper than anyone at the agency even knows about. This part of it has been a secret known only to two people. He sits down next to a clear box and finally lets loose his woes and the many secrets he’s been tasked to keep. You see, Agent Tynas is at the end of his game and he’s unable to determine how it will play out. He’s going to confide in the only person he can trust at this time. Tynas pauses his voice cracking slightly as the weight of his tasks seek to break his stoic and jovial nature.

Tynas: Hello again Grandfather. I’m… I’m so tired. It’s getting harder, not easier… you’d think after this time I’d be ok with all this but, I’m not. I’m not ok. 

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Dream: Nor should you be, Agent. You have done so much and seen more. Agent Tynas’s words catch in his throat for a second. He thinks he might break, but composes himself only slightly. You had only one shot at this, one chance to fix what was broken. Did you mend all of it? Did you look at everything carefully from every angle, Tynas? Tynas starts to speak, but tears well up in his eyes. He tries to hold back all of the feelings this moment has brought him.

Tynas: I want to go home gramps… But at the same time, leaving is giving me gallstones. Means I got to trust these guys to do what they gotta do. *Sighs.* Being here, seeing them, it was overwhelming at first, then it got to be normal again, and now… now it's hard because when I go back that’s it. Then it’s permanent.

Dream: Permanent. The bounds of time and space, no Agent, those are not as permanent as science claims are they? You are living proof of that. You meddle in affairs and push people like pawns on a chess board. I wonder, did you use The King’s Gambit or the Sicilian Defense in your openings? Will it make your dreams come true or will you return to the waking nightmare of your present life. You’ve broken the laws of science and reasoning, but where there are laws, there are those who would bend them and you have done so much more than bend. You are at your limit, Agent. Anymore and you will… 

****

Jimmy: Well my Daddy taught me never to speak ill of the dead, but, hard not to in this case. This guy was a bit dirty sir. We located a stash of um… videos… of him and other people engagin’ in sexual acts, both males and females.

Vince: Oh gods, he’s a fucking part time poofter too. Shoulda guessed. A normal man wouldn’t work for a fucking style magazine. Anyway, we still have to figure out the why’s and wherefores. He’s dead, why. Anything else turn up?

Dream: Dear readers, I do have to impart a bit of context here. Please remember that the tale being told is not exactly in the same universe as the one you live in. Here in this world, sexual preferences and political correctness is something that has not yet taken hold in Cedric’s world. Your own world is quite farther advanced than this one, but Officer James Valentine is quite correct. Cedric was a vile creature preying on the weaknesses of others and exploiting them for that weakness. A reprehensible act made by a desperate lonely man who was far too afraid of his own feelings and sharing them with a world that doesn’t yet quite understand his way of life. His world was a difficult one and yours is no less, but you are faring better for your changes towards acceptance and tolerance, readers.

Jimmy: Drugs sir, and I don’t mean a bit of the old weed, I mean some heavy duty shit. Looks like he had more, but a lot was taken. Drug dealer he owed money too possibly? Called round, they had an argument, and the dealer iced him?

Vince: It’s possible. But the fact there was some product left behind doesn’t convince me, dealers would have taken everything. 

****

Vince: I dunno James… this fucking city… Maybe, maybe Nick Gould was right. Gould used to say there was an evil here, some… force of wickedness. Used to say things like “this entire stinking city is the first stop on the road to hell” and other grim remarks. Starting to wonder if he was onto something. The longer I’m here… the longer I’m feeling like there’s shit going on we just don’t understand… shit we aren’t meant to understand. *sighs*

Dream: If only he could ask around. Perhaps speak to any number of acquaintances who are fast learning that the world is not as clear shades of grey as Mr. Gould would believe. James, if you merely told them the truth of what they were fighting against, maybe that would offer… no… I don’t think so. This world isn’t ready for the truth the Robinsons and extended family hold.  

Jimmy: Well sir, we can’t let things like understandin’ get in the way of doin’ our duty right?

Cop: Sir, there’s a man outside demanding to be let in… he’s uh, he’s from District Intelligence sir.

Vince: He’s yours Jimmy. Sic him!

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Jimmy: S’cuse me sir, but this here is a crime scene we are investigatin’ you can’t be here right now I’m afraid.

Tynas: Jimmy! It’s good to see you. Pity it’s under these circumstances.

Jimmy: Well yes it’s always a shame in such… wait a minute! Do we know each other sir?

Tynas: *Clears throat.* No. Not presently, but, rest assured you will. I will be about a lot more, so you’ll have to get used to me and my crying soon enough.

Jimmy: Well sir, that’s all well and good, but do you have a reason for bein’ here?

Dream: Agent Tynas plays many games, I wonder how he knows so much? At this point, I wonder if he might know me as well though I have yet to have the pleasure of meeting him in your real world. His nightmares are intriguing to say the least.

Vince: Who the fuck are you? Why are you here at my crime scene?

Tynas: Operative Tynas Smith, District Intelligence. You must be Detective Morris, I’ve heard so much about you.

Vince: Yeah that’s right, Jimmy, why is this suit in here?

Jimmy: He’s got all the paperwork and the credentials sir.

Tynas: That’s right, this crime is now a matter of District Security. I hope you understand that. 

Dream: Cast your mind back to this point here, how exactly did Tynas know of Cedric’s death BEFORE it even happened? Most intriguing!  CLICK HERE FOR MEMORY REFRESH

Vince: What the fuck does a murdered poof have to do with District Security? 

Tynas: That’s complicated, and I’m not at liberty to discuss that. 

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Vince: Oh here we go, the old Juris-my-diction crap. Look pal, if you and the other suits want to come crawling up in here ruining my investigation you gotta give something more than “I’m not at liberty” and all that shit.

Tynas: Detective, I am not part of the UCI (United Commission of Inquisitors), I am with the Agency. District Intelligence… I am as far beyond the UCI in terms of authority, as you are beyond a normal citizen. When I say this is a crucial matter of District security, believe me, that is the facts. You are going to hand this matter over to me, and my office and I will take it from here.

Vince: Look, you can be the Supreme Chancellor’s butt wiper for all I care. What matters is that you have the proper paperwork for pushing me off my case. I need to know why I’m getting pushed outta this, and why this guy’s so fucking important to you? This is a homicide! This is my job, UCI and DI have nothing to do with homicide cases.

Tynas: I realise that, and I am sorry to “swoop in” as it were and throw you off the case, but that’s it. We’ve been monitoring him for some time and the paperwork was filed some weeks ago to take over in the event of Mr Weiss death, but for what it's worth I can give some small details. 

Vince: I’m listening.

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Tynas: Hard as it may be to believe, but Mr Weiss there was a plant by The Citizen’s Republic of Neosovetia. He was involved in some schemes which were a threat to security, including blackmail, extortion, drugs, and other subversive activities. His job at San My Style was the perfect cover for him to rub elbows with the elite and learn things. He was a degenerate… Detective, nobody shall miss him. 

Vince: You expect me to believe that? Well, the degenerate part, I believe. Who iced him?

Tynas: The killer is unknown presently, we suspect it was one of his old colleagues. Now, if you’ll kindly gather your officers, Detective and vacate, my team and I will take it from here.

Vince: Now I don’t care what…