Repo Man's Daughter: Found

[Shilo Wallace]

((ooc: Takes place in the GeneCo warehouse on February the 23rd, for Shilo and the Largo family...and possibly some Repo Men, if any arise))

So this was it.


They'd finally caught her.

After nearly a year of running, hiding, doing all in her power to keep herself hidden, they'd finally spotted her in crowd, sniffed out her scent, and traced her tracks. Normally Shilo might have given a bitter laugh at the irony of the Repo Man's Daughter being hunted down by one of their faceless Repo Men, but at the moment, she had been gagged. This left little room for laughter.

Maybe it was her own sloppiness that had done her in. It had been a year; she could admit that she wasn't as on edge about the situation as she'd been after the night of the Opera. With Graverobber looking out for her as one of his gang, she'd felt almost secure...almost like she'd had a home again. Almost.

But, there was not time for thinking about that now. At the moment she should be concerned with the gags covering her mouth and eyes, as well as the strange pounding sensation she felt behind her eyelids and through her skull. She was vaguely aware of the fact that her hands were tied behind her back, as well as her ankles, while her face was pressed against a rather cold, hard tile.

Suddenly, she felt very cold, shivering a little as her limbs began to slowly come to life, though they were very limited in movement. She tried desperately to remember what had happened, picking up bits of images of a Repo Man, rope, Zydrate, and a really, really big needle. Her neck was sore, which she assumed was a tell-tale sign of where the needle had gone, and the rest of her limbs ached as well. Apparently whoever had put her down in this cold, unfamiliar place, hadn't been very gentle in doing so.

Where was she, anyway?

Shilo could faintly hear the sound of talking over the pounding in her head, picking up phrases like "she's awake," "take off the gags," and "keep her tied up." Soon, she was faced with another pair of hands pulling at the ties around her mouth and eyes. She struggled briefly to move her arms and legs, and was met with a swift kick to the side. Groaning slightly, she said a silent prayer of thanks that she could barely feel it for now.

As the bind around her eyes was removed, Shilo blinked painfully at the sight of bright, florescent lighting, and five shadows that slowly cleared to form people. Some of which she thought she recognized, though she couldn't be certain in her inebriated state. They each wore solemn faces....in fact, one of them wore two. Blinking again, Shilo slowly began to realize just who they were.

Apparently, she'd been dragged to GeneCo...because at the moment, Shilo was face-to-face with the entire Largo family. And all of them were staring at her as though she were a bug, ready to be dissected.

Talk about a rude awakening.

[Vittoria Largo]

Vittoria stood between Pavi and Amber. True she didn't have anything at all to do with the way GeneCo was run, and she was still on the fence about wether she wanted to go into the "family business", but she had already heard so much about the girl and run into her a few times so her curiosity was piqued.

Honestly she doesn't look like much,Toria thought looking at the girl up and down. Her face as blank and emotionless as her brother Pavis masks.So why in the world would Amber and the others go through so much trouble?

"I-a take it she's-a the one you-a keep talking about?" Vittoria said in a dead pan town her unblinking eyes staring right at Shiloh as if she could see into the older womans soul. "The-a Repomans daughter, si? Why-a would you-a go through-a so much trouble for-a this little nothing of-a girl? She seems more of-a annoyance than-a anything else."

[Pavi Largo]

Pavi stood with his arms folded, for once not busy looking into his treasured hand mirror. Instead, he was staring intently at the crumpled girl lying in front of them on the floor, her hands and feet restricted for the moment to ensure that she might not escape. Though he honestly doubted she'd succeed in doing so, regardless if she was tied up or not. The girl had a knack for walking straight into trouble; which was exactly what had brought her here in the first place.

"Patience, sister," Pavi replied to Toria, blinking slowly without taking his eyes off of Shilo. The girl for once didn't look completely terrified in their presence...probably due to the drugs, he realized. But the fear was still there, faintly under the drugged haze over her brown eyes. Two beautiful, doe eyes...Pavi couldn't help but stare into them. His eyes strayed to her face, which resembled what he remembered of her mother's...yet hers seemed somehow fairer. Though their were red gag marks extending from the side of her mouth, untouched Pavi was sure her face had matured into a lovelier appearance than he'd remembered.

"She may-a be of-a more use than-a you know...." Pavi added, staring until he was certain that the girl's fear had grown more obviously in her eyes. Such long, dark eye lashes...Pavi had to stop himself from staring much longer. Her face was gorgeous...and he was envious.

He had to have it.

[Luigi Largo]

"As Pavi said she could be useful." Luigi said standing on Ambers opposite side, flask in hand and staring down at the tied up Shiloh. She had filled out really nicely since he had seen her a year ago at the opera, nice shapely hips and a larger chest as well. All natural of course otherwise she'd have a GeneCo customer file on her. Pity his family was here with him. He wouldn't mind a little one on one "interogation" with the Wallce girl.

"The public have been asking questions about her. Lot's of questions. There have been many rumors going around that we did away with her to secure GeneCo for ourselves. And we want to ease the publics opinion of us and show that she's safe and well."

He shrugged and took a deep drink from his flask.
"For now anyway."

[Vittoria Largo]

Toria frowned a little bit at her brothers lustful gazes at Shiloh, already she could tell that having the girl around was going to be a problem for her plans. Vittoria had slowly begun to warm up to her brothers over the past month. She was almost lustful toward both brothers. (And sometimes her sister.)

She was attracted to Luigi because of his sadistic urges, his masculine qualities, the way he simply didn't give a shit about anyone and yet cared very much what their mother and in his own way his siblings. He was really a little boy underneath his gruff exterior. She was attracted to Pavi because of the raw seductiveness and sensuality he seemed to ooze with every single move he made.

But Vittoria found Pavi the most attractive and intresting when he got nervous and lost his fabricated accent and playboy confidence. Honestly she couldn't get enough of it. So she would tease, flirt, and make him uncomfortable every chance she got, and considering how they first met one another that wasn't at all difficult to do.

As for Amber, Vittoria saw her as her equal. She was just as devious and sneaky as herself and that won Vittoria's respect. She never thought she'd meet someone like herself.

And really that was the main reason for her slight incestuous attraction to each of her older siblings. They were just like her, each in their own dark twisted way, and didn't turn in disgust or shock when she suggested a better way of killing, torturing, or manipulating someone. In fact they often seemed impressed by it at times. They accepted her for what she was and didn't try to change her or themselves and embraced their darker sides.
And Vittoria loved them for that in more than a family way.

Now this girl (though she was almost four years older than Toria) would be around them every single day. And what was worse, from the plans she heard from Amber. The girl would be off limits to killing and harm. Which meant that she would be there much, much, much longer than any of the Genetern sluts (who Vittoria thought of as a faceless hive mind rather than individuals) that came and went so fast.
She'd have to put her in her place and show her who she was dealing with, to keep her from getting her pretty little claws into any of her siblings.

[Amber Sweet]

Amber walked over to the bound girl, ignoring her brothers creepy stares at the girl and the growing psychotic look in her soralina's eyes. Right now Amber was all business and she had hoped her brothers would at least get their heads out of the gutters long enough to make a bussiness deal. But obviously that was to much to hope for.

"I'm going to take off the gag now, but If you scream I will have to have you hurt, is that understood?" Amber said looking into the girls large brown eyes and yanked the cloth out of the younger womans mouth. "I suppose you're wondering what we intend to do with you? As Luigi said, we need you to put to rest rumors that we've done something to get you out of the way. So here's what we're going to do. You are going to work for us as the new voice of GeneCo. You will sing at the opera and endorse new products for us. And if you don't..."

Amber paused and unbuttoned her jacket showing Shiloh the gun that she had straped to the inside of her jacket. Amber carried it with her where ever she went now that she was the new CEO of GeneCo. It was a small discreet gun, but it had lots of fire power and could get the job done.
"I don't think I need to tell you what you're fate will be."

[Luigi Largo]

Luigi had a feeling that she would fail at becoming the new voice of GeneCo. He doubted anyone could take Mags place. To Luigi she was perfect. Perfect smile, perfect hair, perfect nose, perfect voice. This little girl would have gigantic shoes to fill. Luigi had a feeling that she would fail at becoming the new voice of GeneCo.

To him there would only be one voice of GeneCo no matter who they hired or who auditioned. Blind Mag, his magnolia, would forever and always be GeneCo's voice to him. And nothing would ever ever change that.

And he very much doubted the public would take kindly to Shiloh either, they loved Mag. Probally more than he did.

[Lucretzia Largo]

Lucretzia stood behind her children, watching the tied up girl intently and staying silent the entire time. Up close she could definitely see the resemblance to Marni. She had her mothers eyes, face shape, nose, lips. In a few years Lucretizia was willing to bet she'd look just like her mother.

And that alone was enough to make Lucretzia hate her.

Because of Marni, Lucretzia lost everything she held dear. Her husband, her children, her home, her entire life. All because Marni had decided to date an already married man. And when Marni wasn't content enough to be Rotti's mistress she convinced Rotti to get a divorce.
Which Rotti felt was to much of scandal...so he had Lucretzia fake her own death and hide herself away for the rest of his life. And just to prove that fate had a sense of cruel irony Marni had left Rotti for someone else, just like he had done to her. Except Marni wound up dead, just like everyone else who had ever crossed Rotti Largo.

So now Marni's daughter was under her roof, something Lucretzia didn't like or want. But if it was in the interests of helping GeneCo, and thus her children she'd have to put up with her. For now.
If Shiloh proved to be more like her mother in more than just looks, and every bit a home wrecker as well. Lucretzia would not hesitate to get rid of her permanently, but for now Lucretzia would keep a very, very close eye on the girl. Especially now that it seemed both her sons were showing interest in the girl.

"Touch my children and I'll kill your myself and ensure that no one ever finds your body." She thought glaring at the girl wishing that she would stop breathing.

[Shilo Wallace]

Shilo took all this in with little to no understanding of just what was going on, confusedly trying to discern just who was saying what, and what all this had to do with her. Her confusion was slightly remedied as Amber approached her, yanking away the gag within her mouth and staring intently into her eyes. Shilo could barely focus, too dizzy and confused to truly pick up everything that was being said to her.

She was slowly beginning to realize just where she was. The people surrounding her were obviously the Largo family members. Only one she hadn't been acquainted with; the mother, Lucretzia, whom she'd only seen in newspapers and heard talk of, never spoken with. It seemed that she was lucky, for the woman seemed to be looking at her as though she were something that she'd scraped off the bottom of her shoe. The others were of course Pavi, Luigi, and Amber, all of which she'd become uncomfortably acquainted with the night of the opera, so long ago; and the last was Vittoria, whom she'd met at the Carnivale, and before in the alley with the Graverobber. Each encounter had been undesirable, to say the least.

Her senses, though still rather dull, allowed her to pick up something about singing, being the new voice of GeneCo, and, perhaps the most alarming of all, working for them. Shilo's mind sharpened at this, and her thoughts raced to think of just what that would mean for her. Was she to be contracted to GeneCo, as her father and Mag were before her? To lie and feed the public their lies, allowing the company to continue to thrive and get away with what they'd done to her family. Her tongue wished to say no, that she would never sing for them, or work for the period, but she remained mute at the sight of the steel barrel of Amber's gun. She didn't put it past the woman to shoot; they didn't have to bring back the Repo Man's daughter, after all...but it would be good for business. And, though the memory of what Mag had cautioned her of before, and the memory of her father's blood spilled upon the opera's stage...she was slightly intrigued by the thought of following in her idol's footsteps and singing for all the world to hear.

But...what about her family? And the life she'd created for herself since that dreadful night one year ago? And what about Graverobber? The man would no doubt want nothing to do with her for agreeing to work with GeneCo, so there'd be no escape for her whatsoever. She'd be trapped, with a contract written in blood, and signed over to these horrid people for the rest of her life. She couldn't do that, wouldn't do that...

...but, what choice did she have?

"But...what if I...can't sing well enough?" Shilo answered weakly. Whether she loved to sing or not, there was no telling if the public would like her voice...or like her, the same way they'd loved Mag. "I'm not Blind Mag...and I can't be Blind Mag. I can't...I can't do it."

[Amber Sweet]

"Then you will learn. And if you can't sing you'll learn to do something else. Whether it be playing an instrument, how to do surgeries like the Geneterns, advertise or clean. You will work for GeneCo, you will make sure to endorse GeneCo and it's products at every chance you have. Or you will end up just like your parents. Is that understood?"
Amber said, her voice cold and hard as ice.

She looked the girl right in the eyes showing that she meant every word she said. Which unless the girl was completely naive, she should already know not to stand in the way between any of the Largo's and what they were after. Or she would suffer the consequences.

[Luigi Largo]

"We always could use a few new Geneterns." Luigi mused taking out his knife and cleaning under his nails casually. "They keep dropping like flies around here, yesterday twenty six had...

Then Luigi suddenly remembered that his mother was standing less than a foot away from him, and while he was pretty sure she did know that her children dabbled in homicide every now and again, he would not admit it out loud.

"Accidents. There were accidents and they died." He added quickly smiling sweetly at Lucretzia. "Tragic really, right Mama?"
He glanced over at his mother an smiled, looking generally nervous that is mother would see through his ruse. Maybe if he kept speaking his mother would ignore his nervous tone.

"But don't worry none of their bodies went to waste, Pavi's even wearing one of their faces right now. 'Don't let anything go to waste, even the smallest scrap can be used.' Just like you taught us Mama."

[Pavi Largo]

Pavi turned sharply, glaring at Luigi as his own name was mentioned. There were times when his fratello was really stupid; regardless of whether or not he viewed himself as the "smartest and the toughest." Mentioning the Genterns in the first place had been stupid enough, but bringing him into it...now that had been a mistake. Pavi might not have the brains or the brawn in the family, but he was intuitive; and he knew how to use twist things back around and stab even the most intelligent in the back.

And Luigi was no exception. "Yes...not a single thing-a to waste, fratello," Pavi said, keeping his eyes on Luigi with just a hint of lividness under his tone. "It is-a really quite tragic indeed, Mama; why, just-a yesterday one of-a them accidentally ran in-a to Luigi's knife. Ten times. Repeatedly."

Giving a smug smirk over his shoulder at Luigi, Pavi took a few steps towards the Wallace girl, looking down at her with an entirely different sort of intention in his eyes. Though he was still rather enamored with her face, his eyes strayed further down her body, taking in her rather attractive figure beneath her...less than attractive clothes. Street life had its downsides, apparently. Kneeling down beside her, Pavi gave what could have been interpreted as a reassuring smile; but his eyes gave away his true intentions towards the girl. Hopefully, she wouldn't be observant enough to notice the dangerous look in his eyes.

"Ah, don't-a frighten-a the poor girl, sister," Pavi chided softly, as though Amber's offense were much less serious than pointing a gun at a young girl and threatening her life. Brushing his fingers across Shilo's cheek, Pavi's smile grew beneath his mask, and he added, "Such an attractive face...if-a she can't-a sing, she'll-a definitely be in advertising. The public will-a go gaga for her-a looks...if-a we can-a add a bit of-a the GeneCo touch, that is."

[Luigi Largo]

"But not after a few of them had a rather unfortunate incident in Pavi's room, Mama. Something involving rope, tape, and cigarettes wasn't it?" He smirked at Pavi, if he was going to play it that way then he'd play back ten times as hard. "Must have been very, very big cigarettes too. One girl had burns on her thighs the size of my hand."

Luigi watched Pavi approach the Wallace girl, and then out of the corner of his eye he noticed the look in Vittoria's eyes as she looked at how Pavi was behaving towards Shiloh. Like she wanted to grind up her soul and devour it. Though he face was as always placid and emotionless.

It made Luigi uncomfortable, which was saying something.
"We could test the new products on her too, if that doesn't work out." He suggested. "Maybe one of them will make her sing better. New vocal cords, a better throat or larynx"

[Shilo Wallace]

Shilo's eyes widened as they met Pavi's and she inadvertently tried to pull away, afraid to look the man in the eyes. She shivered at the feel of his finger tips brushing against her cheek, recoiling and turning away. His cologne was so heavy she could almost taste it, and the look in his eyes was enough to put her off of tasting much of anything else. But despite the thickness of his cologne, due to their extreme closeness, Shilo was able to catch a whiff of the faint smell of death that omitted from the flesh of his freshly-made mask. She's smelled it plenty of times on her Zydrate runs, but it was a smell she could never quite get used to, unfortunately.

At Luigi's remark, however, Pavi suddenly drew back, much to Shilo's relief. He shot his older brother a look, forcing a dry smirk as he slowly rose to his feet. "Yes...which makes-a me wonder just how you managed to see these-a marks, since they were-a made on-a the inside of her thigh, fratello."

Glancing away from Luigi for a split second, Pavi finally took notice of the rather furious look in his youngest sister's eyes, and quickly cleared his throat, taking a few steps away from Shilo and towards the younger girl. There was no telling just what Toria might do, if she were angry enough with his actions towards Shilo, and Pavi didn't intend to let it escalate much further than this, if at all possible. Sliding an arm around Vittoria's shoulder gently, Pavi's mood changed, and he looked down at Shilo with a false air of indifference once more. "Or a new-a look entirely. Perhaps if-a we make her look-a more like Mag, she'd-a gain-a more public attention whether she can-a sing or not."

Shilo's eyes widened at this, and she stiffened from her bound position on the ground. Her head may have been throbbing, and every instinct was telling her not to trust these people...her choices were growing more and more limited. Refusing them would only get her killed, and getting herself killed would be stupid. No doubt about that, it was common sense. And if she went without saying anything, without attempting to bargain with them...then there'd be no telling what she'd get forced into.

"Alright, alright...I'll...I'll do it," Shilo choked out, squeezing her eyes shut as though the words brought her pain to say. With each syllable she felt herself hating herself more and more, furious at herself for agreeing, furious for getting caught, and furious for allowing herself to fall into the same trap as both her father and Mag herself.

"Just...no surgeries. I'll sing for you, no questions asked...but no surgeries," she shook her head. Each and every one of the Z-addicts she'd encountered over the past year had all started out with minor surgeries, milking themselves on Z until the pain went away...and then continuing so until everything went away. And if there was an ounce of self-respect that Shilo could hold onto tonight, that would be it. No surgery. Period.

[Luigi Largo]

Luigi didn't like the idea of the Wallce looking like Mag, and had Amber and the others forced her to get surgeries to look like Mag chances are Luigi would've killed the girl. Just because it would be to painful for him to see Mag walking around the tower everyday, without it actually being Mag.

"Sounds fair enough to me." Luigi said casually brushing some dirt off his gloves and looking closer at Shiloh. She no longer looked like a little girl, still innocent yes and a tad naive, but also more world weary and likely to not be taken by a ploy such as the one Rotti pulled to get her to come to the opera.
She was also less likel to trust them. "The only surgeries you'll be receiving are life saving ones. God knows what your fathers "medicine" has done to your body, and it's in everyones intrest if you stay alive."