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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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it's not just a rock IT'S A BOULDER!...or whatever Spongebob said
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Hamut was amused to say the least. He admired the effort Emiri gave. Being able to cast a Stop spell and run away in the same motion took true talents for Time Magick. Truly, this girl lived up to her reputation and of the rumor. However, as good as she might be, she just wasn’t strong enough to cast a spell to stop Hamut for even the slightest bit of a single second. Hamut would prove that as he would follow the two girls as they would start to run down the path, but with a single wave of his right arm, firaga trailed in the air, and blocked their path. “Please don’t offend me, dear Emilia. I think we can really get along.” Hamut said.

Savayna’s fear was placed on the back burner. She would notice Hamut behind them and without even thinking, she took her sword, glided into the air, with her ice magic oozing from her Ice Queen sword and she would slice downward, Blizzaga soaring through the air in a wind-like form. Hamut smiled. He put his right arm up, extending his fingers and the ice, after a few seconds, would be reduced to mere water and there wouldn’t be so much as a bit of frostbite on Hamut’s hand.

“Nice try, whore.” He said as the same hand that had stopped the ice would glow with dark purple and black. As it would get stronger, Humut spoke. “Gravity!” As he said that, a pulling force would do as such to Savayna. She would be drawn to Hamut, who would take his other hand, wrap it in the spell bioara and as he would punch her square dead in the gut, her body flashed green and she would be sent back ten feet. Her body would first be airborne, but as her body would come to the ground, she would land back first and flip to her stomach, body oozing with the green poison. Her armor was also severely cracked as well as a very bad cracked ribcage.

As Savayna laid out cold, Hamus smirked. “Now, Emilia, shall we talk? I‘m sure you‘re curious as to how I know so much about you.” Hamut said very politely.
As the trio were in front of Gran Kiltias Anastasis, Nadeline would be the one to speak first and boy did she sound like a real pro. It was no wonder she was always saying that she was a real lady. She knew how to work the old geezer in front of them. Jaakuna AND Wesley were both impressed with her. She would just speak about how they want to learn how to use the Sword of Kings properly and how they used it was not the proper way. Jaakuna would look down briefly until Wesley would nudge him to look straight. Jaakuna did so, but he still felt like he was the whole reason that they had to come here to Mount Bur Omisace. His foolishness and recklessness was the sole reason they found themselves in this position.

The Gran Kiltias listened to Nadeline, and thus as he did, he spoke, eyes closed and all, voice echoed through their ears. “Nadeline of Rozarria, Jackson of Archadia, Wesley of Dalmasca — you three seek knowledge. You three wish for wisdom about the Sword of Kings, once given to the Dynast-King himself. And yet, you used it before in foolishness.” The Gran Kiltias spoke, his voice echoing through

It was safe to say that Jaakuna wasn’t all thrilled with the Gran Kiltias’ answer, but who can blame him? Jaakuna was indeed foolish in thinking he could cut Nethicite without knowing how to use the Sword itself properly.

The Gran Kiltias spoke again. “Tell me my children, among you three, who is it the one that tried to cut the Dawn Shard?” He said.

Jaakuna shamefully spoke. “It was I, your Excellency“ Jaakuna said head down.

“Raise your head son.” Anastasis spoke.

Jaakuna‘s head rose from it‘s downward position. The Gran Kiltias spoke again. “You, Jackson of House Darcone, heir to the Archadian throne, took a huge risk, this I saw in my dreams.” He spoke.

Jaakuna couldn‘t help but feel even worse about himself at this moment. He knew what he did caused his friends and Emiri grief. He caused al of them so much pain and for what? Haste in his actions just to rid the world of the Nethicite. “Yes, your Excellency.” Jaakuna said.

“You made a grave error. You were meant not to use the Sword of Kings. Only with the blood of Raithwall would the Sword of Kings activate. Therein lies the true power and proper way of the Sword of Kings.” the Gran Kiltias spoke, reveling the true nature and proper usage of the Sword of Kings.

Wesley couldn’t believe it. He didn’t know that. How was he supposed to? It’s not like there were any instructions to be had. Wesley now understood now. “I thank you, Gran Kiltias Anastasis.” He said bowing.

“I offer you this last piece of wisdom: Do not haste your actions just for results; think carefully and iron out every detail, and you will---” Right when the Gran Kiltias was about to finish, he stopped. He sensed trouble was brewing just outside of the Hall of Light.

And then screams would be heard. Acolytes would rush into the Hall of Light, but they would be too slow. Flashes of gold and white would be seen by them and only blood followed them. They have been murdered — all seven of them — and in just a few seconds. Their bodies next to each other all in bloody positions. Pools upon pools of blood were present where they laid. The gold and white flash was done and in front of the trio and the Gran Kiltias was a familiar face. “Nice to see you guys again.” There, in front of them as the trio turned around, Ixion was back.
As Levi listened on what Grant was saying, she was amused and just listened to everything, but she was intrigued why he was so on edge. “Please, Prince Grant, I wish to be your ally. I believe we can help each other.” She said smiling to the prince. “should you allow it, I think we can work towards our common goals.” She continued, “Unlike that doofus Vincent, I have no loyalties but my own self, and I believe we can help each other. I can get you out of here and help you claim the Rozarrian Throne for yourself and I only ask for a favor at any given moment I should ask. It’s a simple, singular favor and you would be free. All need you do is say yes.” She offered to him.
As Hamut stood there looking at Savayna and Emiri, he smiled at what Emiri had said. Surely she didn’t think that he didn’t know who she was. He was just being a gentleman about it. “Oh come now, surely you don’t think I’m stupid, dear Emlia Rianna Inabi? I mean, you are the daughter of Lord Andre Inabi and Lady Justine Inabi nee Rosenburg, are you not?” Hamut said, clearly knowing who Emiri is and who she comes from. He would then turn his attention to Savayna. “Oh, you traitorous whore. First you dishonor my grandson by failing him and then you go with the likes of the disgraced prince. Truly you are a pest that must be dealt with.” He said barking to Savayna.

All Savayna could do was stay there still watching and listening to every word he spoke. She wanted her own mouth to form words and release them with her voice, but they wouldn’t come out, but she was able to force just a few out. “…we need to leave..now…” She said, tugging towards Emiri, obviously scared. Savayna was not acting like her usual self.
As the trio would make their way to the Gran Kiltias, Nadeline would stop, and look to Jaakuna. She would say that for this to work, he would need to revert back to the days where he was still of royalty and not, well like how he is now. Though Jaakuna didn’t want to, he knew it would be for the best to get this meeting over and done with. “Yeah, I hear ya. Let’s just get it done with.” He said, expressing his displeasure for this current situation.

As they would find themselves in front of the Gran Kiltias, Anastasis. Jaakuna, Wesley, and Nadeline all bowed and Anastasis would allow them to rise up. As soon as they rise, he would speak. “You three have come far. Speak now.”
Grant was not a stupid man and he seemed to be able to control himself in such a dire situation. Levi is really impressed with this man. Though, she does think he was stupid to even come to Archadia in the first place. As he would speak, though, she would listen intently and as she would do that, his words were oozing with brilliance, yet foolishness. He would then go on and make a comment on how Levi surely knew about everything. She would laugh slightly. “You caught me, dear prince. I have eyes and ears all over the Archadian Empire, as is my job to know everything. My subordinates, however, don’t just range in the Archadian Empire. I have those that serve me residing in Dalmasca, and even in your home of Rozarria. I believe one of mine actually went to your land personally. Does the name Michelangelo Von Sicarius ring a bell?”
When Levi had entered Grant’s cell, he would recognize her instantly, or at least, he would recognize her title, as she isn’t surprised by that. The Archadian Judges are notorious throughout the world of Ivalice, so for Prince Grant Roselia of Rozarria to know who she is — even by title — is no surprise to her. When he would speak to her, she also wasn’t surprised by the way he spoke. She has heard that he has always spoke with such grace and formality. This must be a common thing among the princes of Rozarria. As she would look at him, just intrigued by his entire persona, she would chuckle.

“I’ve heard that my dear Emperor has placed you under arrest under the charges of conspiring to overthrow him.” She said just smirking and seductively smiling at Grant. “I am curious. What have you done to deserve such a severe fate? Did you not put your good boy pants on this morning? Or did you simply eat the douche bag pill this morning?” She was enjoying herself right now. She really wanted to know, but Levi would have her fun. “I want to know all, so do entertain me with the truth, won’t you, Prince Grant?” She said.
As they came to the Grand Temple of the Gran Kiltias, they came to a stop by two acolytes. These two acolytes were baring identical outfits that were robe-like clothing items. Both acolytes would request to know who the trio were. Nadeline, being the professional that she was, introduced herself in a formal way. Wesley would follow suit.

“And I am Wesley Alexander Dalmasca, Royal Prince of the Kingdom of Dalmasca, and descendent of the Dynast-King Raithwall.” Wesley would state as he too, like Nadeline, bowed deeply.

Jaakuna, unlike his two friends, didn’t bow, but Wesely would nudge him. Jaakuna didn’t want to, but he knew he had to. “And I am Jackson Tunick Darcone, heir to the Archadian Empire Throne.” He said bowing; boy Jaakuna hated doing this type of thing. It felt like a dagger was going right through his heart.

The Acolytes would acknowledge the three as fitting company for the Gran Kiltias. They would wave them in and granted them passage to the Gran Kiltias, and so off they went.
Savayna peeked more and she couldn’t’ believe it. “Of all people, why did it have to be him?” She would have preferred it be someone else, even Vincent or anyone that wasn’t the person fighting the Esper. She knew the man just by his infamous armor and his cane sword that he wields. “Yeah, I know him.” she said regretfully.

Battling the esper, Brandon Ira “Bahamut” Darcone fights Exodus, The Judge-Sal. The movements of the esper is as to be expected. He is fast, strong, and a very worthy opponent. However, the Black Dragon is one who is also a formidable opponent. He has strength only matched by his notorious reputation of being a ruthless and aggressive warrior. The Judge-Sal goes in for a Meteor attack and Hamut blocks it with his Mega Flare Cane Sword. No magick essences around it. That’s how physically strong Hamut is. His power is even greater when applying his Dragon Seal, which he would do as fire and darkness surround his blade, oozing out from the hilt and beyond. With one swing, a gigantic wave of darkaja and firaja takes over the Esper and completely obliterates it. And with that, Hamut becomes the sole caretaker of the Judge-Sal.

As he finishes up, Savayna wants to back away, but before she could, Hamut notices her. “Going somewhere, Savayna.” He said smiling.

Savayna had a very scared look upon her face. “No of course not, Judge Magister Brandon Hamut Darcone.” She said pretty much lying out of her fucking teeth.

“Yes, of course you wouldn’t, cause you do know that I catch my prey.” He said smirking. He then turned his attention to Emiri. “And who might this dashing young lady be, hmm?”
As Grant was about to be pulled away from Vincent, the now prisoner prince would ask what Vincent was going to do with him. Vincent just laughed. What made Grant get the idea that he would have a right to know right away? Vincent just couldn’t stop laughing. He didn’t even let Grant get an answer. The Imperial Soldiers would take him to the Archadian Dungeons where he would await whatever punishment that Vincent thought would be just upon the prince of Rozarria. Vincent then goes out to the balcony just looking upon his city. He feels different now. Previously, he felt bitter, but now, as he looks upon them, he feels happy.. Not in the kind of way where’s he going to go good, but just the kind of fulfilling happiness that comes from plans coming together. It was, after all, what he had planned for dear ol’ Grant from the very beginning.
As Savayna and Emiri further went into the pathways along the Mosphoran Highwaste, they trekked through the paths and they came across a shrine. Savayna did remember reading about how if the shrines are all lit up in a specific order, they will light up a path to the big rock-thing up in the sky. Miss Prissy pointed out that the green lights lit up a path to the esper. Savayna was happy that they didn’t have to do the whole ordeal with the fountains, but she did think that it was odd that all the fountains were already activated. Someone was obviously already here at the Mosphoran Highwaste — someone with knowledge of the Espers and how to get them — and that’s what really concerned Savayna.

As they headed up the green glyph-looking path, they entered the Empyrean Seat. As they entered it, noises could be heard. “Sounds like there’s a battle already in progress.” Savayna said as she would peek behind the wall and she saw some guy fighting the Esper.
As time went by, the trio were awaiting the arrival to Mount Bur-Omisace. It was a long wait, but eventually after about fourty-five minutes, the Ifrit would arrive at it and as Iris would inform them, the trio would head to the Beaming Station. That would only take about five minutes. Of course, Wesley would have the Sword of Kings as, by right, he is the rightful owner of it. Jaakuna had his weapons, but that was miniscule compared to the weight that the Sword of Kings holds and Wesley’s own . It wouldn’t be before long that the they would beam down and they would start walking through the area.

“Well, here we are.” Jaakuna would say as they would walk. “No wonder it’s called Mountain Bur-Omisace, cause I am just so cold. Burrrrrr.” Jaakuna said sort of laughing, but he really was cold.

Wesley couldn’t help but laugh at Jaakuna’s joke, but it was more of the fact that it was so bad.
No doubt that Grant wasn’t enjoying his time in the dungeons, but when he would do whatever it is that Grant would do, walking down the halls of the Archadian Dungeons, located just below the Emperor’s castile, was a person that everyone knew and feared. As this person would walk down the hall, this person came in front of the cell that Grant was being held in. the two soldiers standing guard were on notice as they recognized this person.

[“J-Judge Levi! Mam!” One of the soldiers said.

“Begone with you two.” She hissed.

The two soldiers were gone instantly. Levi would go towards the cell, pressing a button and opening it up. The door slid and she would walk in. when one first saw her, they would see her very unique armor that had colors of blue, black, white, and gold all around it. She looked at Grant and sat on one of the chairs, legs crossed. “Well, looky what we have here. A prince of the enemy locked away. “ She said taking off her helmet, revealing a dark-skinned lady with tattoos just beneath her eyes and makeup of the fancy kind. Her hair had weird styles among them.
It was obvious that Emiri did not like Savayna calling her miss prissy. Savayna really didn't think much of it. She just thought it was a good nickname for the girl, but obviously she thought otherwise. Regardless, Savayna would have to agree to call Emiri by her actual name. "Fine, fine, but I'm gonna miss calling you that." Savayna said jokingly(sort of). The attention of both of the ladies would get to the point where they would come to the decision of which way they would go and Emiri would suggest the left route. Savayna would follow as she had let Emiri pick the route for them to go in the first place.

As they would head down the path, they would have to deal with more of the Worgens and Vipers. However, this time it would seem that there were double the amount. Savayna knew that they would have to make quick work of the beasts before they get too exhausted. It wouldn't be too difficult. Savayna would just have to up her game a bit since the amount of the beasts had doubled. She would go at the beasts full force. Her body moving gracefully, she would dark left to right and right to left. She was using the essences of the Ice to glide in the air. Her mastery over the ice was so great that she was able to tap into the hidden feats that include air. Her body was indeed gliding and a trail of ice dust was coming from her feet. "Blizzaga!"She said as she would point her sword downward and a blizzaga spell would launch and hit the Worgen's dead on, freezing them and then cracking, killing them in a brutal manner as blood was in the place of where their bodies were.
It was pretty funny that Nadeline was actually calling her, Jaakuna, Emrii, Wesley, and even Savayna heroes, like this was an epic of some kind. Though, Jaakuna remembers Emiri telling him before that Nadeline used to read a lot of books before she became an adventurer. So, perhaps her saying such a thing like them being heroes was pretty fitting for her. Wesley thought it was amusing and cute. NAdeline sure had a very imaginitive mind, so her dubbing the group as heroes was pretty fitting for her.

"You really think we're heroes? Well, I guess whatever you have to say. I just see us as people running away from the man." Jaakuna said laughing at the fact of the statement he just said.

"Oh come on Jaakuna! Where's your sense of humor? It's pretty amusing, don't you think?" Wesley said laughing very slightly, trying not to show it as his hand covered his mouth.

"Oh, since when did the Prince of Dalmasca become a fucking adventurer?" Jaakuna asked.

"Better an adventurer than a boring-ass pirate."
"Oh you got jokes, don't you pretty boy?"
"Only when the moment fits, blondie."


Even though to some it might seem like they were getting hostile, anybody who knew Wesley or Jaakuna would know that they're just busting each other's chops. It's all in the good name of fun among friends.
Vincent surely was amused by the way Grant was speaking. He was acting as if he was the one in control. On the contrary, it was Vincent who was the one in charge. Sure, Grant spoke truth about how the absence of the Dawn and Dusk Shard was partially Vincent's fault and maybe even Savayna's betrayal was Vincent's fault too. However, everything else, in Vincent's eyes, was not on his blame. The Emperor saw no way the blame could be placed on him. Savayna had always demonstrated an independent and rebellious nature. Vincent saw her betrayal come a mile away.

As GRant stood held in the arms of the Imperial Soldiers, he would actually throw a very vague threat towards Vincent's face. How dare he? Vincent was surely pissed off at Grant at the very moment. The prince surely had the audacity to suggest that Vincent couldn't control his own forces. True, he didn't have full control over some of the soldiers within his command, but he did have influence over Archadia.

"Dear prince, do you really think you are in any position to threaten me? I would think not." He said smirking. "As for my former general falling to my brother's charm, that happened much before the events of the Dreadnaught Ark. You see, they are former husband and wife, so there's a certain connection between the two of them." He said, "I do understand how you would think otherwise, though." He would continue. "As for you being a throwaway prince, please don't tempt me. If it wasn't for the fact that you hold something dire that I am in need of, I would kill you right here right now." He said walking right up to Grant. He would smile at the prince."If I wanted to war with your dear sister, I would have done it by now." Vincent said.

He would take his right hand and grab Grant's chin and grab it tightly. He would turn Grant's head to the side, first to the right side then to the left. "I am afraid that, due to some unfortunate circumstances, you will be held as my prisoner, cause it is your fault that everything didn't go according to plan. At least, that is what I will tell your dear sister." Vincent said releasing Grant from his grip. He would allow the prince to get out any other words. After that, he would motion his arm to have the guards take him away, but only after he speaks his piece.
Vincent was quite surprised that Jaakuna has...obtained such high-profile friends. He had the princess of Rozarria, prince of Dalmasca, and future bride of the prince of Rozarria as well, not to for to mention his ex-wife and one of the former top generals of Archadia's Imperial Army. Vincent knew that his brother had the potential to draw in people to his side, but truly this is remarkable. Even Vincent had to admit that if he wasn't careful his brother could be a force to be reckoned with. Truly, his brother was indeed that.

Now, as he would listen to Grant speak, Vincent sipped his tea until it was gone. He would pour himself some more. He would sip some more of it and set it down. "Prince Grant, I find all of this truly fascinating. My brother has always been one to draw people in for his cause. It's amazing how he has at least one royal figure with him." Vincent just couldn't help but find all of this amusing. "It is not unheard of my brother being a sky pirate. He always has admired freedom. Being a Sky Pirate is the most natural choice. However, he is indeed a renegade prince and a disgraced one at that." Vincent's voice turned serious and even bitter,, but he would clean that up. "Whatever the problem with my brother and your supposed bride will have to be put on hold. I believe we both know why you came here." Vincent said, looking to Grant. "This is about your failure to keep my brother and not being able to foresee Savayna's betrayal." Vincent's tone turned angry. "Not only that, but you allowed both the Dawn and Dusk Shards to get away." Vincent stood up, brushing off the crumbs from the short bread. He would then wave his hand in the air and the two Imperial Soldiers in the room rushed behind Grant, each using their two arms to grab one of Grant's, and pulling him up straight from his seat in the process. "So, dear prince, what excuse say you?"
JAakuna just tried to hide his irritation at Nadeline at the current moment. He would just let it go over until he was at a content state of mind. It was definitely going to be a good while before the airship would get to Mount Bur Omisace, that's for damn sure. Jaakuna was already sitting down, wondering about what will happen at the meeting with the Gran Kiltias. It was one of the main things on his mind at the current moment. Of course, the other main thing on his mind was how Emiri would do in the Mosphoran Highwaste and how her and Savayna would do. Jaakuna didn't know if they would work together well or if it'll just be a disaster. All he knew was that the two of them would probably be at odds for the majority of their journey to get the next Esper.

As Nadeline would think aloud, Jaakuna and Wesley heard her and she would simply ask herself if the espers were worth all the trouble. Jaakuna knew they were, but Wesley also would consider that thought too. He didn't know if they were worth all the trouble of running around — and away — from the empires and risking their lives for the greater good. WEsley knew he had to do it, but if it was worth it was something he was pondering.

"Of course they are. Do we want the world we all know and love fall into the crapper? No we don't, at least I don't." Jaakuna said, responding to Nadeline's loud thinking.
As the two of them touched ground, Savayna kept on complaining, but she would just put a sock in it for the sake of not hearing all the negative feedback from the peanut gallery. Added to her decision to stay quiet, that very peanut gallery would open their mouth about she was counting on her. Savayna had a sour look on her face, but she would just downhole her bad mood for the sake of getting through it. Besides, perhaps killing the monsters that were off in a distance in front of them would make the time of doing this go faster. When Emiri would poise her bow and arrows, she shot off a singular arrow and right through the beast's head it went. Savayna was definitely shocked by this. She didn't know that Emiri actually had skills like that. "Wow, that was a beautiful shot." Savayna said, praising Emiri for her shot. "Maybe you do have your uses after all." She said chuckling and she patted Emiri's back...hard with her right hand. A recoil was evident from said pat.

As they would walk around as many monsters as they possibly could, Savayna and Emiri would kill some more of the Worgens when they would. Emiri, of course would use whatever methods she could and Savayna would use her incredible Ice Magick as her main offense. Savayna had incredible Magick reserves, so using it more often than most wouldn't be totally out of the question. The most that they would kill were a few Worgens and a couple of Vipers. It wouldn't be before long that they came to the Summit Pass. It was a pretty open and direct route, so going down whichever way would be the question. "Which way say you, miss prissy?" Savayna asked, clearly putting emphasis on her nickname to Emiri.
When the prince uttered those words referring to his brother, Vincent smiled. He obviously knew that Jaakuna would be a big obstacle for the prince, but just how much of it was what Vincent was wondering. To be betrayed by Savayna and most likely going to Jaakuna, Vincent found amusement in the fact that prince was immensely bothered by his brother. "Ah yes, my brother Jackson — erm I mean Jaakuna — has always had an alluring nature about him. He has been able to get people to follow him either by force or some mysterious charm he has about him." Vincent said smiling, and sipping some of his tea. "Do tell me, Prince Grant, what were your initial thoughts on my darling brother?"
When Emiri had left to the Beaming Station, she gave Jaakuna a smile and he did the same to her. The short gaze they exchanged would be one as if they were saying good luck respectively. They didn’t need to speak either because they had a deep emotional connection. Or at least, something to that effect. When she would depart, Nadeline would make a comment about what Jaakuna had said previously. He suddenly got all red around his cheeks. As she would say that, she would nudge Wesley. The Dalmascan prince would lightly chuckle

As the playfulness of Nadeline would soon takeover the room, Jaakuna would get irritated. “Oh hush will you? It’s not..I mean..” Jaakuna was getting even redder. “Oh forget it.” He said irritated. Wesley would just let the chuckle fade out as he would still sit at the dining room table. It would be a good hour or so before they would arrive at Omisace and somehow he knew it wouldn’t be a quick visit.
Savayna hated this, but she knew she had to go along with it and make the best of it. Somehow she figured this would be a very awkward trip. Her and Emiri might have one common thread among them and that’s Jaakuna, but it’s not like they can talk about it. One used to bang him and one is banging him. It’s truly a very awkward position that Savayna found herself in. Right as she would get tired of waiting, in came Emiri all serious saying that she was ready when Savayna was.

“Fine, let’s get to it.” She said as the two of them stepped into the platform and with a deconstruction of their bodies, shot down from the ship, they landed in the most southern part of the Mosphoran Highwaste known as the South Skirts. As she looked around, Savayna already knew that this would be a long trek. “Leave it to that dumb AI to drop us off at the very beginning of this place.” She said, complaining about where they landed.
When Emiri went off to take a quick shower, the rest of the group would just iron out the last details of which they had to do before they arrived at the Mosphoran Highwaste. It wasn't much to go over, but Wesley thought it might be a good idea for the three going to Mount Bur Omisace to go over exactly what they would like to ask the Gran Kiltias. A man of his stature does not have the time to waste with petty squabble. Of course, other details pertaining to Savayna and Emiri would also be discussed, but for the most part, the trio going to Omisace would discuss just that. They would spend the next fifteen minutes discussing about what they were going to say, how they were going to say it, and just little kinks such as that. Meanwhile, Savayna would just zone out from time to time. The words they were speaking meant little to her and had just as much to do with her.

As they would finish up, Savayna stretched out, bones cracking, and she released a relieved moan. She would stand up from the table and she spoke. "Okay, let's get this shit done!" She said chuckling a bit and smiling to the trio.

Wesley appreciated Savayna's enthusiasm. She actually looked genuinely excited about it. "It looks like someone is chipper." Wesley said, smiling.

Savayna laughed, still having an enthusiastic smile across her face. "What's there not to be chipper about? Gonna go and get an esper and get to actually get out of this dump." She joked..mostly.

Jaakuna perked up and had a slightly annoyed look on his face. 'HEY! This dump is my baby — well my other baby — but yeah." Jaakuna looked to the left, almost embarrassed and annoyed all at the same time.

Savayna smiled in a teasing fashion. "Meh, whatever. Let's just get going." She said sighing.

"We have arrived at Mosphoran Highwaste." Iris reported in.

Wesley smiled and nodded. "Thank you Miss Iris." He said, "please inform Emiri that we have arrived as well."
"Right away Master Wesley."
She responded.

As Wesley did that, Savayna was already heading to the Beaming Station as she would wait for Emiri there. Along the way there, she would have had already gotten her Ice Queen Sword and her Crystal Shield. Her armor was on as well and of course, her hair was in it's usual braided style and placed over her right shoulder.
In Archadia, more specifically in the Imperial City of Archades and in Emperor Vincent's office, there sat him and Prince Grant of Roselia of the Rozarrian Empire. On the table, refreshments sit ranging from Archadian Blueberry Tea to Archadian Short Bread. It's one of the highest pleasures of cuisine of Archadia. Though Grant would refuse having any of the refreshments, Vincent would help himself to a cup of the tea and a piece of the short bread. As he would take a sip of the tea, he would place his cup down and snap a bite from the short bread. The gooey, yet firm texture brings loads of flavor into his mouth. Chewing each bit, Vincent would swallow it and wash the rest of it with a drink of his tea. As he would do that, Grant would speak about his discomfort regarding air trouble. Vincent would smile and release a light chuckle as Grant would make the comment about not doing well on ships. Vincent found this funny just cause of the previous day's events. "Truly." He simply said to that one comment.

Vincent understood what Grant was talking about, but as the prince would speak, the Emperor was trying his hardest not to rip the little prince's throat out. He knew how to play this, at least for now. It didn't matter about he felt personally, but he would swallow any anger he had for the sake of holding the upperhand on the prince and the rest of the Rozarrian Empire. "I must agree with you, Prince Grant." He said sipping his tea once more. " Do tell me what your perspective on my former general's betrayal? What do you think led her to do such a thing? Surely you must have an opinion or thought about it." Vincent was trying his best for Grant to speak his mind. He had a plan, but for now, he would let the Rozarrian prince speak his mind freely.
It was pretty much decided. Emiri and Savayna, much to their displeasure, would go after the esper while the trio of Wesley, Nadeline, and Jaakuna — all of royal blood — would go to Mount Bur Omisace to meet with the Gran Kiltias and learn of the proper way to use the Sword of Kings. However, there was definitely some stuff that everybody wanted to say no doubt. Wesley had spoke all what he wanted to say. He knew his place on this matter and he knew what he had to do to ensure everything goes according to plan. However, Savayna would be the one person who would seem to have a problem with this, and as she would speak, she would definitely let her opinions be stated and heard whether no one wanted to hear them or not.

"This is total bullshit!" She yelled out. "No offense to Miss Prissy, but this is not going to work!" She said loudly.

Wesley sighed as did Jaakuna. "Listen, Lady Savayna. The only two other people other than myself that can go to Mount Bur Omisace are Jaakuna and Nadeline. We are all of royal blood, so for us to go meet the Gran Kiltias is only natural. I'm sorry you feel displeased about this, but you're going to have to make it work." Wesley spoke putting this matter to rest. Savayna would express her displeasure in grunts and moans, but she wouldn't utter any more words.

As the matter of who would go where was settled, Wesley spoke once more. "I'm guessing there aren't any questions?" Wesley said, but then he noticed that Emiri was being awfully quiet. "Emiri, why so quiet? Surely there is something you wish to say about all of this." Wesley said in a gentle, inquisitive tone.
Shortly after Vincent gave the go ahead for Prince Grant to enter his office, said person entered the doors. He would walk down the carpet and what he would see was a table with two chairs and tea with two cups. Of course, food was there too. They were right in front of the stairs that lead to Vincent's desk. Grant would bow and as the Imperial Guards were standing on opposite ends of the room — to make ensure the safety of their Emperor — Prince Grant would speak about how it would be best for the two of them have a follow up. Vincent smirked, chuckled, and then would nod his head in agreement. It definitely was about time they talk about everything.

Vincent would walk around his desk and take a seat closest to his desk. "Please, Prince Grant, take a seat. I have tea and Archadian short bread. Let us enjoy it and talk." Vincent would say, offering Grant a place to sit and refreshments.
When Jaakuna was done with what he was doing in his bathroom, both him and Emiri would go out of his room and head to the elevator. They would enter it, push the necessary button and it would go down to the level that everyone else were at. By simply walking to the dining room area, Jaakuna and Emiri would take seats at the table and just in time too. They would arrive when Nadeline began to speak about how they know what needs to be done. First, going after the next esper, Exodus —who can be found in the Mosphoran Highwaste — was one of the two things that they needed to do. The second would be to go to Mount Bur Omisace and talk to the Gran Kiltias. Jaakuna agreed with that. Addressing the matter in which Jaakuna acted more recklessly that he ever had done. Plus, knowing how to use the Sword of Kings properly would definitely be something worth looking into. Plus, Jaakuna and Emiri were actually talking about the latter thing that they needed to do. However, as how to do was definitely something that was of concern as Jaakuna didn't know how to handle the splitting up option.

As Jaakuna took it all in, he would speak. "I agree that we need to get both matters done as quickly as we possibly can, but I believe it would be best for me to go with Emiri. It only seems like the best route to go about, does it not?" Jaakuna said.

Savayna made a sound out from her mouth that would sound like a 'hmph' sound. "Oh please, you're the last person that should go with her. You're the dumbass that almost got himself killed and last time I checked, you're one of the leading figures of leadership within the Three great empires. You NEED to step up and accept responsibility for your actions." Savayna said pretty much raising her voice at Jaakuna.

"What right do you have to make that call? There isn't any other option other than me to go with Emiri." Jaakuna said raising his voice.

Savayna smirked. "Oh, do tell me how your last escapade ended so well for you?" She mockingly asked him.

Jaakuna said nothing. He would have to concede his point for the moment. Savayna looked to him still smirking.

Wesley coughed as to settle the awkwardness in the air. "Truth of the matter is that if anyone should go to Mount Bur Omisace, it should be Jaakuna and myself. As much as I would like to go get the Esper with Emiri, I am a descendent of the Dynast-King, so I too should know how to use the Sword of Kings properly." He stated leaning against his interlocked hands as they rested on the table and her holding up his head. He lifted his head up from its previous position. "However, that just leaves Savayna and Nadeline. How shall we go about this?" Wesley asked, specifically to Nadeline as he looked to her.
At his office, Vincent sat doing some paper work — or rather finishing it up — and in came a buzzing from one of the consoles along his desk. It would be his assistant notifying him that Prince Grant of house Roselia from the Rozarrian Empire requested to see him. Trying not to throw a fit of rage and anger, Vincent buzzed back giving Grant the okay to enter his office. Considering what had happened on the previous day, Vincent was surely looking forward to this meeting.

At the waiting area, there sat a woman of middle age, wearing the standard attire for the assistant to the Emperor of Archadia. Her blonde hair tied into a bun-like way, she waved to Grant. "Prince Grant, his lordship has accepted your request to see him. You may go right on in." She said, her voice bold with Archadian accent.
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