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Looks like it's just Qia now, and then I'll post for the next round. :)
Looks like it's just Qia now, and then I'll post for the next round. :)
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With a heavy heart, I set sail.
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First time making samosas from scratch; also making fried pakoras, fruit salad, and daal. I can't wait to try it all~
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”Mr. Dawson, why don't you have a seat?” He said, gesturing to the brown leather chair he had his hand resting on.
The men behind Adel stepped forward. They each placed a firm hand around his upper arms, half-guiding, half-dragging Adel to the seat. If Adel struggled in any way, their plan would have been quickly subduing him with a blow to the cheek - but besides tensing up, the man didn’t fight.
They shoved Adel into the seat, twisting it so it faced the mirror. Vincent still had that smirk on his face as he picked up a bowl of shaving cream and an applicator brush on the counter.
Slowly, methodically, Vincent applied shaving cream to Adel's face while speaking.
”Now, my men tell me that you and your spies have decided to make it your home in White Pine. Not that I care too much about that.”
He set down the bowl, picking out a barber's blade instead. He opened it, the fresh gleam of a clean, sharp blade within.
“What I really care about, though, is who set you up to do this.”
The blade pressed against Adel's neck as Vincent leaned over, staring at the man through the mirror.
”So, what'll it be, Canary? You gonna sing?”
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Nocturnal Memoirs (2024)
"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.
"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.
Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."
"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."
She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. "Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."
She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.
"You'll have to duel me for them."
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Hathforth Castle, Guard Tower and Barracks, Countess Elysabeth Vernon's Chambers, Present Evening
@Psyker Landshark
"I see everyone has decided to take a leave of absence. Had I known, I would have taken a detour until Her Majesty's return."
Elysabeth barely hid the surprise flickering behind her eyes. The leader of the Concord always lived up to her name. Indeed, even for a simple touching-base, Safina ensured it happened on her terms and in secret, in keeping with her creed.
She took a breath, forcing herself to relax. It was just Safina, not an unknown assailant. Thank goodness Safina was on the Wizard Queen's side. What a foe to contend with who could sneak up on you so skillfully!
Elysabeth swirled the freshly poured wine in her glass, her gaze settling into neutrality, maybe even the hint of a smile. Incredibly amiable, according to her standards.
”Her Majesty isn't expected for another week and a half. We would have been sore without your unmistakable presence.”
It was then Safina chose to sit, moving into the candlelight shining from the table. Her noble regalia was in contrast to Elysabeth's who hadn't yet changed out of her Royal Guard armor and its cape and pin of denoting status.
"Reporting back. Is Her Majesty afield? What is our current situation?"
Elysabeth made an affirmative hum before taking a sip of the wine. She’d have good dreams tonight, at least.
”Yes, she's afield. Her Majesty wrote by raven, it reached earlier the morning. From it, she was three days from Athius. Now, I suspect she's made it and has engaged in her ‘weapon retrieval’ mission. If we're lucky, we'll be able to tax Athuis after this.”
Elysabeth took another bite of her basted fresh catch, coupled with greens. Chewing politely and swallowing, before speaking again, leaning forward.
”We've had a… change, in the court. Court Mage Blackthorne was found guilty of treason after my men tore apart his mage's study while in his absence. Many incriminating parchments were found, old correspondence indicating he was involved in buying and selling of royal secrets… All mainly surrounding the improper use of his Society of Young Magic.
“I imagine he's been sentenced to death by now, and that sentence has passed. That young Lilim, Lady Tearmoon, will be taking over the position. I wish her well.
“I've also been made aware that Viscount and Viscountess Skybound of the Orphan's Matron will be visiting Duchess Agustria in an effort to find anything incriminating on her.”
Elysabeth was about to take another bite of her food, before she lifted her bell and gave it a soft ring. ”Here, it doesn't look good if only one of us is eating.”
A servant was within the chambers within a minute, bowing low at the edge of the table. Elysabeth nodded to the servant. ”Lady Haliel will be ordering something.”
After Safina ordered something and the servant left gracefully, Elysabeth waited a beat before asking the question that had weighed heavily on the castle all week.
”How did your mission go? How fairs Odenfield?”
Elysabeth would listen and relay back to Her Majesty via raven. However, she could also act on it, if necessary. It was true that Safina held authority over her when it came to ruling in the Queen's absence. However, it was more of an honorary position, to be taken and left at Safina's discretion. Safina did prefer to tent to her Concord, after all. And Elysabeth had been trained and disciplined well in the ways of nobles, court, and province.
Hey I'm interested in joining this if you'll have me, what kind of role or concept do you think I could fill in for this RP?
Hey Lana, good to see you again. You're more than welcome to submit a CS! We could use a Wild who takes orders directly from the Wild King. I could send you on a mission and get you into the main plot quickly. Or you could be a Lawless, or even an Umbra soldier. It's up to you.
Epic post, Sporko. And yep, that sounds good, Qia!
Raven's Rest, the Back of Bill's Tattoo Shop
Mentions: NA Interactions: Alejandro (@Tesserach)
In hindsight, going down the highway at 300 kilometers an hour may not have been the wisest idea. Luckily for Lorenza and her driver, there wasn't a lot of traffic to weave through. And yes, the slightly icy roads made this particularly precarious. But they made it to Raven’s Rest in record time, without being worse for wear.
As it so happened, a certain tattoo shop was one of the first establishments they passed, now going at a more reasonable speed. Lorenza immediately noticed the shattered spill of glass on the pavement, and the car screeched off to the side to avoid it.
Either something had happened, or was currently happening.
”Pull around to the back, Deven.” Lorenza said in a firm voice.
Obediently, the car soon found itself parked off to the side, nearly boxing in a black SUV with its engine running. Lorenza opened her parasol and pulled it over her head as she stepped out, closing the car door behind her. She turned around briefly to make a hand sign - two fingers in a gun shape, gesturing to the alley. If things got messy, Deven had permission to leave her and split.
With that taken care of, Lorenza approached the driver's side of the black SUV. Nothing of note came to her mind when she glanced at the license plate, nor at the black siding. It was wholly unmarked. Black vehicles were never so simple, though - she knew.
Sounds of a fight could be heard inside the building. Lorenza only smiled softly at this, before her gloved hand rapped on the driver side window. She could see a young woman inside, looking abjectively terrified.
Lorenza addressed Alejandro with all the grace of a person wholly unperturbed by the possible risk of life just behind a door.
”Hello, love.” She said, flipping up her wallet and flashing what looked like ID.
”I'm with the City Council. Can you explain what's going on here?”
Playing the role of someone with automatic authority, even if it was entirely fake, would hopefully allow Lorenza to get some answers faster, without having to plunge headfirst through that shop's door, and opening whatever can of worms was banging around behind it.
Awesome-ness. We are ready for the boss post.
I feel that. I feel that so much. xD
Got a quick action post up! Resist being taken to the Ghost Corp HQ or forever hold your peace! :>
North Ehlm, Val's Safehouse
@SporkoBug, @Herald, @Qia
Four more shots rang in the air.
As Val lunged for the Ravager and his empty gun, he'd be able to see out of the corner of his eye two bodies that had collapsed on the ground. Teresa and an unknown - a dark-skinned man with dreads. Both just… gone.
The Ravager shrieked, chucking his gun at Val and pulling out his own dagger a moment too late. The next instance later, the Ravager was on the ground, unmoving. Three dead bodies. And Val's kill count for the day increased to one.
One problem, however.
As the Ravager fell, three more took his place, guns raised and one diving at him with a knife.
Inu’s voice was swift as Wren- as Ferz, grew vines around VV and A. ”Seirael na, thaela Umbra dhaelar, tel’sir ior nan en’alarei! Tesh ylir esia! (Grab them, those Umbra girls, and get on my back. We must leave at once!)”
Looking more closely at the two Umbra test subjects, one would be pleased to see that A's attack had succeeded, and Wren's attack had shielded. The Ravager holding the gun let out a pained whimper as his gun dropped, hands moving to stop the blood flowing from his nose and ears. He quickly fell to his knees. The other two Ravagers attempting to grab the girls were pushed back by the vines, hissing and screaming in discontent. Immediately, twelve bullets from their guns were aimed at Wren.
”Die, you black heart!” One of them yelled.
Before they were blindsided by a wave of shadow, all at the courtesy of VV, squinting through the thick vines.
She turned to A, “That was awesome, but we really gotta get outta here.”
The molotov sailing towards Mimi was an unfortunate bottle. You see, it already had a fine crack along the side. So the slight flick of pressure, of a tail, caused the molotov to explode. Fire and liquid caught on Mimi's tail feathers, smoke sputtering. Dex looked on triumphantly, but before he could make his next move, Le Fray raised a device in the air, and pressed its button.
Immediately, a shriek of a thousand souls emanated outward, vibrating the very air. Each Ravager was visibly overcome, falling to the ground with their hands over their eyes and ears, weeping.
Le Frey wasted no time, motioning for Val to come over to Inu. Everyone needed to mount the dragon, and then they'd fly out of the garage door. He'd ensure Val got on, and he knew Wren would ensure the Umbra girls and Mimi would get on. And if their charge still had any hesitations about taking a trip to the Ghost Corp HQ… well, he'd deal with them right here and now.
They had to act quickly. Already, some of the Ravagers were realizing they weren't in immediate danger, heads peeking up…
It truly is this, ahhhh...
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