[center][h3][i][color=#A3E7FF][b]Ⱥ[/b][/color] [color=#E7E646]ismael[/color]  [color=#A3E7FF][b]Ѵ[/b][/color] [color=#E7E646]ea-vartari[/color][/i][color=333333]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .[/color][sup][center][color=333333]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .[/color][color=000000][i][b]Ⱦ ʜ ᴇ  ℚ ᴜ ᴇ ᴇ ɴ ' s  s ᴘ ᴇ ᴀ ʀ[/b][/i][/color][/center][/sup][/h3][sup][sup][sup][sup][img]https://drfhlmcehrc34.cloudfront.net/cache/7a/2e/7a2eca87d796d9fd03a702d75817da61.png[/img][/sup][/sup][/sup][/sup][/center][center][sup][b]Ominar – Prae Headquarters 'The Spire' – Highest Office[/b]
[i]Day two - Morning[/i]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8cHi1p48tjU][color=#FFEEAB]Theme I[/color][/url][/sup][/center][hr]
Impeccable manners, as she had thought he had been trained almost from birth and he had been trained well. While a smile already graced her lips, a pleased, somewhat amused look was embedded deep in her sparkling blue eyes as she stared at her young knight.

[color=#A3E7FF][b]“Oh, believe me I have a task for you, but first.... Good morning and welcome to Medius, or...Earth as some of the humans call it.”[/b][/color] She stood from her chair, [color=#A3E7FF][b]“You may rise, young knight,”[/b][/color] she said, turning from him, her hands folding over one another behind her back as she returned to gazing out the sweeping window of her office and off into the city.

[color=#A3E7FF][b]“Before you lies what is a human city,”[/b][/color] she begun [color=#A3E7FF][b]“...but I think, in time we may call it our home as well. Today you will help me, you will be my eyes and my wings, Nasargiel.”[/b][/color] If he had not yet joined her, she now turned her head just enough so that she could see him from the corner of her eye, and then gestured that he join her. [color=#A3E7FF][b]“I will not ask you if you are ready,”[/b][/color] she said, once he had taken his place at her side, [color=#A3E7FF][b]“I will not pressure you unless necessary, but I will ask much of you, young one.”[/b][/color]

She gave him a sidelong glance, the smile gone from her features for a moment. The serious expression was calculated to allow him an understanding of her authority without ordering him, without pushing him. It was to show him the seriousness behind her words and actions going forwards, even if she often acted pleasantly and with grace.

Most of all, though he would not understand its significance, it was a look behind the mask and into the cold, icy heart of his Exeo. Into the mind of the Queen's Spear.

She turned her gaze from him, smiling, clearly pleased at what she had seen in him.

[color=#A3E7FF][b]“Today,”[/b][/color] she begun, [color=#A3E7FF][b]“I have been informed that there is to be a riot or protest of sorts. I will be sending you and a small squad to assist the OCPD in handling the situation. However, you are only to interfere once things have, as the humans like to say, gone south. That is to say, things will have gotten messy, perhaps violent. Crimes will have been committed.”[/b][/color]

She paused a moment, looking at him. [color=#A3E7FF][b]“If you question the morality of this directive, let me remind you of two things. First, everything that I do—and thus everything you do—is for the sake of both our own prosperity and that of the human race in the centuries to come. Second, this is a move to show that left alone, humans only cause destruction to themselves and others. To reinforce that, with our guidance they may attain a truly stable society such that they will never miss being as they are now.”[/b][/color]

She again watched his expression, but this time she did not look away, instead she waited to see if he had anything to say. After all, despite having learned as much as she could have from his parents, friends, and the files their government kept on its citizens, there was simply no substitute for personal interaction and analysis. Thus, she awaited his reply, hoping that he would not only fail to disappoint her, but that he would succeed in interesting her.

Of course, her expectations had been let down before....[hr][center][h3][i][color=#0489C2][b]Ｓ[/b][/color] [color=#00001A]z a y e i s[/color][/i][color=333333]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .[/color][sup][center][color=333333]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .[/color][color=000000][i][b]ᴍ ᴀ s ᴛ ᴇ ʀ  ᴏ ғ  ᴛ ʜ ᴇ  ɢ ᴀ ᴍ ᴇ[/b][/i][/color][/center][/sup][/h3][sup][sup][sup][sup][img]https://drfhlmcehrc34.cloudfront.net/cache/7a/2e/7a2eca87d796d9fd03a702d75817da61.png[/img][/sup][/sup][/sup][/sup][/center][center][sup][color=#00001A][b]"Which will it be, your pride...or your life?"[/b][/color]
[b]Ominar – Streets –> Ominar – The Abyss[/b]
[i]Day two – After Midnight[/i]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ptXZCsVyEkU]Theme I[/url] [color=#0489C2]♦[/color] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vyWn5RcLA7c]Theme II[/url][/sup][/center][hr]
Things were going splendidly, the nightwalker thought as he strolled through the city. He made a point of looking less...distinctive as he did so, after all, he didn't want to look suspicious while he checked on his men.

Of course, he had almost finished. In fact, with Aeris out of his hair once more, he could pay a visit to two others. The thought brought him great joy actually, after all, he could see both now, and he had a hand in the suffering of both parties. This in mind, he slipped into an alleyway and stepped right into a shadow, vanishing.[hr]
Reappearing in almost the same moment he had vanished, the nightwalker found himself, quite amusingly, face to face with a monstrous angry Licentia. He smiled up at it, emitting his vis quite intentionally—sure to notify Darius of his presence in addition to the monster before him. “Well done,” he said to the Djinn, before he vanished again, his voice impossible to hear through the rubble that separated him from his adopted son. As he reappeared he did it just behind a casually retreating Krysta, his movements entirely silent, his vis suppressed, he was impossible for her to detect.

So it was that, with a grin, he spoke out, breaking the silence. [color=#00001A][b]“Well done.”[/b][/color][hr]
Elsewhere, a far less amused looking nightwalker waltzed out from a dark crevice in the wall and regarded Darius with a disappointed, but entirely unsurprised frown. As if to say, [i]'Oh look who ran into trouble [/i]again.' To the Kitsune, it would be an expression he found all too familiar.