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Current idk who is in the right but GRAB THE DICK AND TWIST IT!
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A decade ago when we made that meme "get kid", this isn't exactly what we meant...
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Do you think the reason Jesus Christ doesn't rise again is because we keep putting up crosses and he gets flashbacks on how that went last time?
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Happy almost crisis!
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9 mos ago
it's not just a rock IT'S A BOULDER!...or whatever Spongebob said
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She has had enough of the waiting. She gave him almost ten minutes to give her the fucking passcode, but Savayna was losing her patience with Carlo. She was only giving him this long cause of the position she would most likely put the Archadian Empire in from her antics here. However, she was getting a real bad feeling about this all. Anymore time wasted and Savayna was definitely certain that the time would allow the Bhujerbain forces coming in and stop her for sure. If that were to happen, shit would only get worse from then on. Suddenly, her worst fears came to fruition.

“DAMMIT! WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING!?!?” Roared Savayna.

She could not only see them through the lights of torches, but she could also hear them mobilizing and she heard them say something about securing the Aerodome and then about making sure Carlo was okay. At this point, Savayna was frantic and just all-around pissed beyond all hell. She didn’t know whether to just kill Carlo right now and just get it over with or use him as a bargaining chip. The latter definitely sounded like the smarter route to with.

“What are you guys doing just standing around? Make sure you watch the exit and entrance and make sure those assholes outside don’t get it. “ She ordered. “Mages, you better get your wands ready cause this is going to be a long night.” She said as she took a hold of Carlo and took him ways from the entrance/exit. She took him his office actually, still tied up. She then hit him with the bottom side of her hilt right in the noggin, causing him to become unconscious.
Back at the Armanda, Jaakuna is still asleep. Tossing and turning, he dreams of his time back at the Archadian Empire, he dreams of still being married to Savayna, and he remembers the day that changed his entire life.

The Imperial City of Archadia has always been on the leading city of using Magicite and Nethicite to power their weapons and city. That has never been something that they hid from, especially the Royal Family of House Darcone. They always indulged in such a manner that they’ve became greedy and the Empire’s richest and most influential family. They hold the most power within the empire, as seen by the Emperor, Simon Aver Darcone-Archadia. This man has a commanding presence, much like his two sons do. Simon is a man who is proud of his accomplishments and doesn’t stray far from being blunt. He is also a man who takes great stride in securing his family’s place in the leadership of the Archadian Empire, even if it means abusing power.

In the royal palace, there sits, in the throne that is laced with colors ranging from gold to white, black to blue, and metals of all kind, sits Simon. His presence as powerful as he is in his own right of magic and influence. He sits like a smug son of a bitch, smiling as if he has no worries in the world. In comes his two sons on his command.

“My sons, take a seat, won’t you.” Simon gestures his two sons, Vincent and Jackson’Jaakuna’, to take a seat.

In front of him are two very comfy chairs. The oldest son takes the seat on the left and the youngest takes the one on the right.

“My sons, how fares your conquests?” He says as his voice is deep, and rigid with punctuation.

“Father, they fare quite pleasantly. My men just took over that nation in the north as you requested.” Vincent says as he puts his head down.

“And you, my oldest, Jackson…I mean Jaakuna?” Simon said correcting himself.

“They’re fine father, like you care.” Jaakuna bitterly said.

“How can you say that? Of course I care which woman my son had just married. Just cause I couldn’t attend the wedding isn’t any representation of how I feel about my oldest .” Simon was probably putting on a façade, but he was trying to get his son to understand that he loves him, in his own twisted way.

“Okay father, if you say so.” Jaakuna said trying to say as little as possible.

Simon was confused, but he let the matter go. “Well, in any case, my two sons, I have come to a decision.” He began to speak. “As you know, I am giving the throne up to one of you and I have to make the decision.” He continued, “Usually, the oldest, — that would be you Jaakuna — but your marriage to that…woman made me rethink it. As pertaining to that very reason, my youngest.” He said looking towards Vincent, “My son, stand up.” He said.

Vincent stood up, proudly as his posture was straight as it possibly could be. “Vincent Ordull Darcone, I pronounce you as my heir. Starting tomorrow, you will be the Emperor of Archadia.” He said as he announced Vincent the new emperor, and not Jaakuna.

“Thank you father. I will not let you do---”
“Are you fucking kidding me with this bullshit!?”


Just as Vincent was about to finish his sentence, Jaakuna rudely interrupted him. Vincent had a look of complete shock on his face. Simon had a similar look, but it was laced with a forefront of anger.

“Jaakuna, mind your place.”
“Father, with all due respect, shut the fuck up.”
“E-E-Exucse me? Do you mind repeating that?”
“Oh, was I not clear? Okay, let me repeat myself. SHUT! THE1 FUCK! UP!”


The look on both Vincent’s and Simon’s face were both shocked as all hell, and as they should be. Vincent was more distraught that his brother would show such disrespect to their father. However, Simon was feeling a different form of shock. It was more angrily-shocked than surprised shocked. Simon was trying his best not to lash out on his own son, but it was failing.

“Listen here you little shit, I just named your brother as the heir to the throne. You should be congratulating him instead of showing the biggest sign of disrespect to your own blood — to your father.” Simon went off on his son.

“Oh? You expect me to accept this? My little brother getting the throne before me? How exactly am I supposed to accept that?”

Simon was even more angry. “You don’t have a choice in the matter. Frankly, you married that whore, Savay--” Simon was cut off.

Jaakuna had lost it. Naming his brother as heir over him was something, but insulting his bride was crossing the line. Jaakuna had proceeded to get out of his chair, launched himself five feet forward, and in step, a right uppercut was launched to Simon from Jaak. The force applied to it was so high that it launched Simon up and over out of the throne, through the glass and out the window…down seven floors of air until he hit the concrete floor below head first and bouncing into two backflips and he laid dead on his stomach, arms out and legs twisted.

“FAAAAAAAAATHERRRRRR!!!!!!!!!” Vincent shouted on the top of his lungs, crying as he yelled.

Jaakuna just stood there and ran out of the throne room. He was angry at his father, sure, but did he mean to kill him? That is uncertain. Jaakuna was just so distraught. He immediately fled to the area of the city that the airships are kept. Jaakuna knew he couldn’t stay and he definitely knew that he couldn’t tell his wife about this. He couldn’t tell Savayna that he did this FOR her. He just had to flee. That’s why he’s taking Ifrit, HIS ship, though it was given to him by his father. It’s the only thing he will have to remember his father by and it’s the only thing that he will have to keep himself sane.

As he woke up, Jaakuna rushed into sitting-up position. That is the twentith time he has had that dream and it’s been only this month. He just can’t stop having it. It’s always with him, and never can he escape it. He knows that’s why Savayna’s here. He really doesn’t know if the marriage is still intact or not, but he didn’t want Emiri to know that.

Jaakuna walks towards the living room and as he nears the living room he sees Emiri out on the window. It would seem that she was going to get some fresh air, so he was going to go back to bed as soon as he would get some water, but he stopped cause he saw her gathering her weapons and then she jumped. Jaakuna instantly ran to the window and he saw her with some blonde-haired woman. He could hear some bits and pieces, but he caught the name Naddie.

When he saw that, he instantly went inside to get his weapons. It only took maybe a minute or so to get his Blood Swords and Iga Blade. As he was fully stocked with his weapons, Jaakuna had also got on his regular clothes. That didn’t take much longer either, maybe an additional minute or so. Once he did he returned to the outside of the room and he saw Emiri going with that blonde woman. Jaakuna jumped off of the window with one foot and he propelled himself over the gap between the hotel room he was in and the building next to it.

Being like the thief he is, he silently followed the two girls until he saw that the soldiers of Bhujerba were gathering at the Aerodome. Jaakuna was worried. Had they found out who he is? Or was there more to it? Jaakuna would still follow Emiri and the woman she was with to see what would happen. He would do that by hopping the buildings one at a time. He would get to the point that they stopped and they were heading up the Aerodome and Jaakuna would hang off the side of it, aligning himself out of sight, but him being able to see where the girls were, and he quietly hopped over the ledge, sneaking his way behind the girls. He was doing anything he could to hear what the girls were hearing and he did hear some bits about some guy named Carlo being safe or them trying to get him safe. Jaakuna didn’t know what this was about, but he quietly came up behind Emiri and the blonde woman.

“So, what’s going on here?” Jaakuna said as he was right behind Emiri and the one he could only assume was Naddie.
As Savayna waited for Carlo to get the passcode to her, she was wondering what was taking so goddamn long. Surely it wasn’t that hard in getting a simple passcode. She would think that Carlo valued his life. Like, he was already beat up pretty bad, so taking it into account that he would get hurt some more should he get any funny ideas. Still, the notion that he did was plaguing her mind. Savayna wanted him to hurry the fuck up.

“Would you speed it up already?” She demanded, voice filling up with impatience.

Carlo was getting afraid. He was wondering what was taking so long with the silent alarm getting to the Marquis. Surely the alarm went through. As he sat at the computer, Carlo made sure to double check and the alarm was activated, so why didn’t the Marquis answer? Carlo did know that he would have to stall the Archadian General from getting even more impatient with him. If he didn’t, it would surely mean his life.

“I’m sorry, but it seems that this computer isn’t processing my information. “ He said with a distinct tone of fear in his voice.

Savayna grunted in anger. “Well, hurry it up or we’ll end it here, got it!?” She said, yelling towards Carlo, giving him a clear point that his life would be done should he do anything wrong.

Carlo gulped, but he pretended to get it done so that he can buy himself some time for help be it from the Bhujerbian forces or any friendly forces.
Yeah, but he's old now, so as I said, hasbeen. I don't discredit what he did in the past/in his prime, but making these jokes about him being the best isn't making him look any better.
The comparison to Chuck Norris who is a fucking hasbeen. >_<
Umm, I think not. Lmao
Kafka is awesome. Nuff' said. Like, The Joker awesome.
For Savayna, hearing the words that the Marquis spoke gave her anger up the yin-yang, but she did not show it because showing such anger would prompt her to do something really stupid. On the other side of things, when she heard him speak about whether or not she was joking about him looking over the fact of him giving her the password, and just let it go. In other words, look the other way. She was laughing as he did, like at the same time. Their laughter came to a stop in a very hostile-like way.

“Trust me, Marquis, should you look this over, you will not regret it. However,” She paused, giving the Marquis a very stern, and distinctive grin “If you do not grant me this favor, I will make no such promises that the Archadian will forgive this, and that, Marquis Roman, is something you’ll regret and it WILL come back to haunt you, that I can promise you.” Savayna was very direct and clear in her threat. She made the point across that regrets would be had if he would put down her request of Savayna getting the passcodes. “But I shall do as your Marquis desires. I shall take my leave. My men, and certainly myself, are getting tired. “ As she said that, Savayna bowed and she took her leave, walking out the office of the Marquis.

As she came to the front desk, she saw that the desk clerk was not there, most likely at break or something. So, before he could get back, Savayna went to the computer and searched in the keywords ‘Manager’ and ‘Aerodome’. It took about thirty seconds, but there was one name that it came to. It read Carlo Restroan. Right where the name was, a picture, and the address of this man. “I gotcha now.” Savayna said as she smirked, and put the computer back to what it was at before the desk clerk came back. As he did, she was on her way out. He waved goodbye and she did the same.

She made her way outside and her men all stood looking at her. “How did it go milady?” One of the soldiers said.

“It went fine. We were just at a misunderstanding of words.” Savayna said as she walked passed them in a very fast manner. The sound of her armor could be heard as she walked fast. The sounds of the heavy armor could also be heard as her soldiers walked fast behind her.

“So do we turn in for the night?” One of soldiers said as the ten of them continued walking.

Savayna didn’t stop, but she spoke. “No, we’re going to be hitting up a certain Manager of the Aerodome.” She said, as she kept walking, her blonde hair to the left side of her hair. “I got the address from the desk. We’re going to pay him a visit.” She said as she still kept walking at a fast pace.

The soldiers with her weren’t sure how this would boil over with the political side of things, but they weren’t paid to question orders. They were paid to follow those orders and follow them they did.

Within ten minutes, which made it close to thirty minutes after nine O’Clock in the PM, Savayna and her Archadian soldiers found themselves at a cottage on the outskirts of Bhujerba’s main marketplace. Approaching, Savayna told her men to stand back, out of site for in the event that she would need them, she will signal. In the meantime, she will go in on her own.

As she knocked on the door, she did so four times, but it was two separate times. After ten seconds, someone to the door. It was a man with similar shaded blonde hair as Savayna had. He also had glasses and was around her age as well.

“Yes, can I help you?” Carlo said, asking Savayna’s reason for being at his home.

She smiled falsely, “Yes, I believe you’re the manager of the Aerodome. Or am I wrong to assume as such?” She said.

He nodded. “Yes, that is my profession. “ He said confirming what she thought to be true. [b]“Now, I’ll ask you once more. What are you doing here at my home?” He asked once more.

She smiled, then chuckled. ‘Well…”Then, with a burst of force on her part, Savayna pushed the door open, then proceeded to kick the man in the balls. “I am in need of your presence with me.” She said, gesturing her men to come.

Carlo grunted in pain as he went down to his knees, hands holding onto his genitals and his head down and butt up as a result.

“Okay, you guys, tie his hands behind his back.” She said as she ordered her men to bind the man with rope that they picked up along the way.

As Savayna had already closed the door to the cottage, she took a seat on a chair as Carlo was tied up and he was pressed against one of the walls. “You know, I didn’t want to do this, but your Marquis denied my request of getting the passcode to the airlock, so I can apprehend a certain red and green airship by the name of Ifrit. “ she said as she sat crosslegged looking at her nails as she said that to Carlo.

Carlo looked confused. “And you think I can help you with that? You’re crazy, you know that!” He said, yelling at Savayna.

She smiled. “Yes, I know I am, but that doesn’t matter. You’re going to help whether you want to or not.” She demanded.

Carlo continued to object and after a few rounds of him insulting Savayna and her just taking it all in, eventually he submitted after one of the soldiers went to town on his face causing a bloody nose, black eye, and busted lip. After that happened, the eleven of them went on to the Aerodome and they got there within twenty minutes. It was a long walk as Carlo was fighting it from time to time, but he was punched In the gut a few times. Eventually, it got to the point where Savayna ordered one of the soldiers to carry him on their back. When they arrived at the Aerodome, Savayna would order Carlo to enter the code. As he did sit in his desk, he was at the screen where he was able to make many choices. He could give her the passcode there, or he could send a silent alarm(to Savayna’s knowledge), but it would be pretty loud to the Marquis. It was the alarm that if there was any breach of security or major threat. He chose the latter over the former.
We shall do that indeed. :D
The Marquis was a smart man. He knew how to word things in a certain way and he knew exactly what Savayna could do. Still, with that being true, Savayna wasn’t exactly looking to aprehend Jaakuna in the proper way. Of course, with Savayna wanting to do that, Roman had to ask why she came here personally and not someone else, like a Judge or something. She kind of chuckled when Roman made the comment of how her being in Bhujerba has a very particular fear-like effect to the people of Bhujerba is not just cause of her being a general, but someone who holds weight of the power within Archadia.

“Yes, it is true of what you say. I DO hold power within the Archadian Empire ranks, you’d be well to remember that, Marquis.” Savayna said, with a slight threat hidden under agreement of what he said. “As to why I am here personally and not one of the six Judges of the Archadian Court is simple. It was my fault that this certain person escaped with the ship Ifrit.” She said as she looked to the Marquis. “I do not think protocol is needed here. All you simply have to do is give me the password to what holds the ship in the airlock, and we can pretend like none of this ever happened, okay?”
After being granted an audience with the Marquis of Bhujerba, Savayna was told by the desk clerk that she may enter, but her men may not. She did protest at first, but it was just to be cautious. Also, so that intimidation or any kind of harm does not come to the Marquis. Though she huffed, Savayna agreed and told her men to wait outside of the estate.

As she entered, Savayna saw one of the royal family members of Rozarria’s House Roselia. Though words were not exchanged, a simple glance at each other was met before they each went their opposite directions(Savyana into the Marquis’ office and Nadeline out the estate). She entered the room, and as she appeared before Marquis Roman, Savayna first bowed, as she was showing her respect for the man right in front of her. The man was quite young-looking. Granted, he looks just as old as Savayna is herself, but she is still surprised that such a man runs a city like Bhujerba.

As her bowing ended, her gaze to Roman began. She heard him speak, which was mainly directed entirely at her presence within Bhujerba and how her men were striking fear into the citizens of Bhujerba. “If they are afraid of my men, then obviously they are right in their minds. “ She spoke, speaking truth, but perhaps she shouldn’t have. Maybe that’s true, but Savayna cared not about what words escaped from her tongue. “But to insult you and your people is not the reason I requested an audience with you, Marquis. I am in need of a favor.” She continued, “You see, a very annoying Sky Pirate has entered your fine city of Bhujerba. You see, my lord, Emperor Vincent Ordull Darcone wishes him to be returned to Archadia.” She said as her point was being put across. “He has a very unique ship, one that is very recognizable by any set of eyes. This ship is the only one of its kind. It takes the name of Ifrit. This person I speak of stole it from my lord and his brother.” She said as she stood in front of Roman. She didn’t know if her words were going to get through, but she will have to wait and see.
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