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I had loads of fun reading that post, I could tell you enjoyed writing it. It was like... bamf, the post. I loved it. I've been loving everyone's posts recently actually haha!
The Grande Diamond - Lobby
The roar of all of the bros was almost deafening, a war cry which went straight down into Moira's soul and caused her heart to pump faster. She clenched her fist into the air as she leapt forward and joined in with a yell of her own.
Syed stumbled as he followed behind her, trying to take in their surroundings through the slowly settling dust. The masses of security personel running from every direction, the stampeding regular staff and patrons fleeing in terror, the wierd boxes scattered strategically, turning to follow them around...
Was that more magitech?! Were they those cameras he'd read abo-?!
A sharp, searing pain shot across his side as one of the officers struck his chest with their baton, causing him almost crumple to the floor. That's what you get for allowing yourself to be distracted. Wincing, he brought one shaking hand up ready to cast just as the officer brought his baton back again...
Only for the officer to be grabbed roughly by the front of his shirt and bodily thrown through the air, knocking down officers, staff and patrons alike. Strrrrrrike!
"PISS OFF!" Moira bellowed, shaking a sunburned fist in his direction. She then wasted no time in spinning on the spot and punching another in the gut. "What you go letting them get the first hit in for?!" she shouted over the din to her partner.
"Yeah, my fault!" Syed replied, his hands now moving in swift, fluid movements. He threw his arm out, two fingers outstretched, and fired a bolt of electricity over the crowds. The bolt skimmed just past Lisette, striking a guard as he loomed behind her and causing him to fall to the floor convulsing. "Moira! We-ack!"
He dodged just in time, a bullet catching some of his messy hair as it passed. If that had caught his eye or something! He turned towards his aggressor, only for his view to be obstructed... by an absolute beast of a man. Oh gods. No, no not this again. "Moira?!"
She span, only to have to bring back her fist and counter the mountain man's swinging baton with her own punch. The resulting blow resulted in a shockwave that sent the pair of them skidding apart on their feet. Moira clicked her tounge and shook her hand a little. Damn. She wished she had her greatsword, but that was still at the hotel. They hardly had the time to make a detour on the way over. Fuck. She dug her heeled boot into the ground as she launched herself forward once more, only to notice...
"OI, YOU FUCKIN'... BRO PEOPLE I DON'T KNOW! GIMME A LIFT!"
"Sure sis!" a couple of them shouted, running before her and linking their hands together. She jumped at them, firmly planting her foot in their hands just before they pulled upwards sharply.
She was launched in the air, right towards the mountain of a man. Clenching her fists, she brought her head back, then drove it right towards his.
BOOM!
The man was sent flying backwards by the sheer power of the headbutt, crashing into a wall with enough force to partially knock through it before slumping unconcious on the floor. Moira landed neatly on her feet again, her forehead steaming slightly. Sorted.
Meanwhile Syed leapt to the floor and slid feet first underneath the pair of them, and after a swift couple of gestures grabbed a hold of two gun-wielding officers at their ankles and electrocuted them both. He scrambled back up and kept his hands moving all the while, electromagnetically picking up the two pistols and spinning them around himself. He may not be able to pull the triggers with his magic, but he sure as hell could smack someone with them if he needed to.
"Where do we need to go?!" he shouted to everyone over the mayhem, pushing his back against Moira's. "We can't just stay here!" Since they were bloody well in here anyway, they needed to be quick about it. The less time they spent messing about the better. Who knew what they might do with the things they didn't want people to find? And that's all he really wanted to do - find those who were being kept here against their will. Sure, they needed to stop whoever was doing this too, but that was secondary to him.
"I don't fuckin' know?!" Moira bellowed back, before leaping forward to punch someone away from Trixie. "Go up?! I can't see any stairs goin' down!"
The Grande Diamond - Grand Suite
“What… what on Ddaear is that?”
No... no!
Iliana's eyes widened at the moving picture, bringing her hands to her mouth. What... what was going on?!
"Do you know anything about this?!" Iliana shouted desperately, her eyes wild as she turned to Selan and Marcus. Even up here they could hear all the noise. "Do you have anything to do with this?!"
Selan's attempt to enthrall Lord Dumont or whatever it was she tried, followed immediately by what looked like a terrorist attack?! It was too much of a coincidence for her liking. Especially with how unusual the group she arrived with was.
"Tell me! Tell me or so help me you will regret it!"
I'm sorry to hear that Rex, my thoughts are with you and your family. I hope you can find some reasonably priced plane tickets soon D:
My Mum's got a sample of Eye of the World on her Kindle, but I need to get round to reading it a bit more haha.
My Mum's got a sample of Eye of the World on her Kindle, but I need to get round to reading it a bit more haha.
Oh god Elaine no lmfao. I don't think anybody would trust her with medicines anymore hahahahaha!
lol, Steel Panther. Definately not my cup of tea, but I got to admit the instrumentals are pretty catchy.
The Grande Diamond - Grande Suite
While the men watched in amazement and wonder at the songstress' preformance, Iliana's smile slipped. She would be lying is she claimed it wasn't at least partially born from jealousy. Of Selan's figure, of her rhythm, of her voice. However.
Clap. Clap. Clap. The matron was much less enthusiastic about her applause than her superior. Iliana's unfinished wine glass was now carefully placed on the nearest table. She smiled towards Selan, although it was now completely absent of any warmth.
"Yes yes, she is fantastic, isn't she?" Iliana swapped her legs over again before standing up. "Truely a woman of mystery, every time I watch her perform I learn something new about her. It seems there is more to her than just a talent with song and dance." And then, the pleasant tone of her voice vanished entirely. "For instance, I learned that Los Paraisos's latest celebrity may well have earned her stardom with the filthy succubus magics she just attempted to use on you, sir. It is quite the dissapointment, really."
"Oh?! Are you sure?" Lord Dumont exclaimed.
She raised her chin a little with pride when she felt the gaze of the others falling on her. "Yes. There is no need to worry, sir, she is no match for my Magic Null." She bowed again, before her gaze flicked over to Marcus. She could feel both of them had magic, pushing against the block she had placed on both of them. "Neither of them are, I can assure you that."
She flicked her hair over her shoulder as she stood at Lord Dumont's side, hands at her hips - his right hand woman, in a way. "I will not allow the use of magic in this room, or on my superior. Quite frankly, I don't know what could have possibly possessed you to even try such a thing on your prospective employer. It is quite the insult to try and gain an advantage in such a way, especially when you had no reason to, is it not?"
The Grande Diamond - Grande Suite
Iliana fell silent, allowing Lord Dumont to talk to the two girls. Instead she simply strolled forwards and perched herself on the plush arm rest to his chair. She swung her legs theatrically once more to cross them, before leaning against the back of his chair luxuriously. Image was everything. She took her offered glass of wine quite readily and began to sip at it with upmost elegance and grace.
Her eyes hovered over the screens for a moment, spotting the nosey rude woman with now only two of the prospective employees. Gods... was she completely useless?! Iliana tensed for a moment and her knuckles went white, although she caught herself and remembered exactly where she was.
She then looked back towards the two she had here. As expected both Lord Dumont and Mr Hunter were very interested in Selan. Well, the woman really was something else, and made even her feel somewhat inferior. Iliana however avoided looking towards Mr Hunter, and any times she did her expression was that of barely-veiled contempt. At least, whenever he wasn't looking. Which was most of the time, what with the way he was staring at the songstress.
In contrast Marcy seemed quite happy to sit back and stay quiet for now, just watching the others. Hmm. She had already proven herself to be particularly observant, so it made Iliana wonder. She was sitting still for sure, the picture of perfection, although if anything she was too still. Tense. She placed a finger on her bottom lip as she thought. What are you thinking, Miss Marcy?
“Miss Leclair, I… do pardon me for being so forward, but would you mind showing us your talents? After reading about you in the paper, why, it was a tremendous shame I wasn’t able to see you perform there. But to have the opportunity now would be… simply exquisite.”
"I can assure you sir, the papers simply couldn't do any of Miss Selan's preformances justice," Iliana said somewhat smugly, flicking her hair back before bringing her glass back up to her lips. She finally took her eyes off Marcy to watch Selan instead, eager to see a second preformance.
Haha yeah I've learnt my lesson with that one with the missing posts and all. Now whenever I click a post on the subscribe thing I'll scroll back to make sure I didn't miss anything.
Plus, with me I'll always say if I'm going to miss a post or if I'm going to be posting late :P So if I didn't say anything, the chances are by the time you're posting that I already will have :P
Pach and I are now in BST instead of GMT so we're now an hour forward (like it's 11pm right now, when yesterday it would have been 10pm), so I should be going bed lol. I'm going to visit my family tomorrow so I need to be up early.
Seeya all later!
(P.S. I'm off work this week wooo!)
Plus, with me I'll always say if I'm going to miss a post or if I'm going to be posting late :P So if I didn't say anything, the chances are by the time you're posting that I already will have :P
Pach and I are now in BST instead of GMT so we're now an hour forward (like it's 11pm right now, when yesterday it would have been 10pm), so I should be going bed lol. I'm going to visit my family tomorrow so I need to be up early.
Seeya all later!
(P.S. I'm off work this week wooo!)
The Grande Diamond - Top Floor
Ding!
"Ah, here we are. The top floor, ladies. You are very lucky, few get to step foot up here." Iliana gave them a very brief smile before she stepped seamlessly out of the lift and began to once more pace swiftly down the corridor. Her footsteps were now silent, her heels muffled by the plush, luxurious carpet. She was completely unfazed by the sheer grand-ness of the top floor, even compared to the rest of the building.
"My superior's name is Lord Alistair Dumont - he owns the Grande Diamond. He likes to meet our most outstanding recruits, although I must say it was rather difficult to pick amoung your group," Iliana's hips began to swing even more than usual, preparing herself for her entrance. Unlike the likes of Selan, she had to really work her hips to bring any attention to them. Although she was pretty much an expert at it anyway.
They walked briskly past a couple of guards, before coming to a stop before a massive pair of doors. Iliana seemed to hesitate for just a second, brushing her hair over her shoulder, before she brought her hand up and briskly rapped her knuckles against the door.
And when a voice called them in, she pushed the doors wide open.
"Ah, I apologise deeply for the delay, sir," Iliana called as she strode through the doors, once more the perfect picture of confidence. She stopped and gave a deep bow. "We had a rather interesting group of women apply for the jobs we advertised this morning. It would have been such a shame to allow them to pass by, especially when one of their number turned out to be such a celebrity."
She straightened from her bow again and turned to her left, walking towards Marcus. "This is Marcy." She trailed her hand over his jawline. "She's a clever one, this one. Slim figure, wonderful legs, pleasingly strong jawline, and beautiful bright blue eyes." She then stepped over to Selan, her fingers delicately running across her shoulder as she leaned in close to the songstress. "Ah... and well, I'm sure Los Paraisos' latest sensation needs no introduction, does she not?"
The Grand Diamond - ???
It took a moment for Iliana's eyes to readjust to the lighting once the doors were closed. While the main part of the building was brightly lit, this particular room was quite dim. After all, access to this room was restricted. There was no reason to present it well.
Ah. Yes, there they were. The muscle, looking after the truck. They were all tensed up, wary of the newcomer to the room. She sighed. She didn't even flinch as she felt a hand rest against her shoulder. She did, however close the eye closest with mild annoyance, the other looking up to the large man before her.
"Hey pretty lady, did you get lost?" the man smiled threateningly. "You're not supposed to be here."
"Actually, I am. Lady Vasco, I'm here for the-"
"L-lady Vasco?" the man suddenly withdrew, realising his mistake. "I'm sorry, miss! They're in the back of the truck."
"Very good."
Five women. A black-haired girl, a brunette, two red-heads and a blue-haired girl. One of the reds and the blue were awake, the blue in particularly seeming particularly feisty. She was making a hell of a lot of noise for someone who was gagged. She was sure she recognised the still-unconcious redhead from somewhere.
Iliana effortlessly jumped up into the back. She headed towards the concious red-head first, who had turned her head to face her. She had been gagged too, although she at least had the decency to keep quiet. Hmm. "Pretty girl. Average height, small chest. Red hair's a bonus as always, shame it isn't longer..." she muttered. Throughout her observation she felt at her eyebrows, her jawline, her cheekbones, feeling the structure of her face as much as the redhead tried to jerk herself away. Despite everything, she was quite gentle with her examination. "Quite fit physically. What colour are her eyes?"
"Brown."
"Hmm." Iliana turned to the next without a word, continueing her commentary as she went. The blue was last, and somewhat predictably making the most fuss about it. Which to be fair wasn't difficult when three of them weren't awake. She continued her observation as always, although once she had finished Iliana lowered her voice to whisper in the girl's ear. Not as a threat, but as a warning.
"The more you struggle, the more they will try and break you. The mind can take only so much, yes?"
She had stood up again before the blue tried to headbutt her or something. "They are acceptable. I'll send down some people to pick them up and arrange payment. Thank you." And with a quick murmur in her earpiece, she was headed back out to her newest recruits.
"I apologise for the delay," she said to the two women outside. What a contrast, between these two who walked in of their own accord, and the five back there who had such a horrible fate instore for them. With little more than a thick wall and some air between the two contrasting worlds. She didn't like to dwell on it if she could help it. She began to stride forward once more. "If we can take one of the elevators then we can probably make up for lost time."
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