The lore and the post was awesome. Just Qia and then it'll be my turn again. :> Im impressed how quickly this round is going~
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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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"My hand slipped."
That made me crack up. xD
A Block off Poppy Orphanage, Penny Stakes
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”Quit struggling, you little punk!”
Four men surrounded a heaving and huffing red-haired boy. They had their hands on him, trying to drag him into the waiting jaws of the back of an SUV. The boy was fighting them off bravely, struggling hard.
A slice of air, and a glimmer of a golden aura. The boy, Noah, had struck one of the goons across his jaw, causing the man to stagger back. This only caused the other goons to become enraged, and one hit Noah right in the nose.
”Ugh-!” Noah growled, his eyes burning as he recoiled from the strike.
”Let me go, you losers!” He cried out, gasping between breaths. He wouldn't be able to resist them for long, running out of stamina like he was.
”Just shut up and get in the van!” One of the goons yelled, finally shoving Noah hard enough to knock him back into the van.
Down the street, at the gate to the Poppy Orphanage, a small girl was watching the entire ordeal. She started to point and scream.
”T-they got Noah! They got Noah!”
Poppy: W +1.5 P +5@evierose Oh, good call. Thanks for letting me know, I've made that slight adjustment on his name. And yeah, I thought it would be a nice touch!
@The Savant Aweeesome, I'll add him to the list.
@The Savant You should! There's no rush, though. Got lots 'a time. :)
New post is up! Wren is welcome to join the group below if you think he's awake by now, Sporko. :)
Ghost Corp Head Quarters, Inner Training Grounds
@SporkoBug, @Herald, @Qia
VV's jaw dropped as she watched A slide to the ground, stopped short only by Mimi's quick intervention. She was immediatly as A's side, shifting her off Mimi and rolling her on her side.
”It should keep her airways open, not choking on any of that.” She mumbled quickly to Mimi, raising a frantic hand to touch A's cheek, then her forehead.
She cursed under her breath.
Before she heard scribbling behind her. ”Some kind of blood manipulation. One instance. Also seems reluctant to hurt those she regards as friends…”
Doctor Willfreed looked up from her notes, ”However, I'm still missing your subjugation.”
VV couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her hands drew into her lap, curling into fists. ”You white coats… you're all the same.”
She looked up angrily, her red eyes flaring. ”Can't you see she needs medical attention?”
”From my initial assessment, she will survive her injuries. But I need to see your response to this stimuli.” The doctor said matter-of-factly.
VV's gaze darkened. ”My response, huh?”
She threw out a hand in the direction of the doctor, and a wave of darkness rose out, smashing into Doctor Willfreed and knocking her into the wall. VV could only stare angrily, before she felt a pinch in her neck. Confused, her hand reached upward, feeling a tranquilizer dart that had sank itself into her skin. Her eyes briefly glanced to the open window on the second level of the courtyard, seeing a guard with his spider rifle leveled right at her, before she fell over, passed out.
Le Frey ran over to their corner, exasperation crossing his face as he took in the doctor moaning against the wall, and the two Umbra girls out cold. ”What in the Dust…”
Doctor Willfreed shakily rose to her feet, clutching her chest, trying to catch her breath. ”Shadow Manipulation, incredibly defensive of her allies…” She huffed, locating her pen and scrawled on her notes once more.
Le Frey only stared for a moment, before he shook his head. He whistled, and four guards with two stretchers came rushing out from the courtyard gate.
Meanwhile, the general hadn't taken his eyes off Val's center mass. His gaze flickered to Val's hand as he fainted, before his own hands moved up in anticipation. In one quick grip, he had slightly moved back, hands clutched the top and base of Val's foot. He spun the foot hard, hoping to cause Val to spin with it and throw him to his knees. However, the movement had caused him to backtrack on to his cloak. The general's tongue clicked under his mask, and in the next instance, rather ruthlessly, flames rose from his feet, eating the cloak up in a matter of seconds, freeing up his footing.
Alas, instead of attacking back, he raised a hand up. The universal sign to pause.
”Your fallaway has crossed the line, it appears. I'd ask you take a moment to teach them some manners in the barracks below.”
His chin putted to VV's collapsed figure as she was being loaded onto the stretcher.
”It's best you're with them at this point, anyways. It may be their last evening breathing the Dust-filled air…” His voice hung in the air ominously, before the general turned, and withdrew from the courtyard.
Le Frey watched him go, before he sighed, and jerked with his thumb to the gates. ”Alright, let's get them below…”
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VV woke with a start, lying on her back on a thin mattress. She was in a small cell, red lasers barred across the doorway. She, however, was the only one that was sealed, caged like an animal. As was justified for the one who attacked a non-subjugated so wildly.
The barracks was located below ground within the Ghost Corp Head Quarters. Val and and Mimi had been led down below, left to roam freely among the empty cells and long hallways while VV was the only one caged. A had been taken down in a stretcher, and was resting in a cell opposite of VV. Her door was open, and she would be free to move around the barracks upon her awakening, unlike VV.
At the staircase back up to ground level, two guards were stationed. And if Val, A or Mimi wanted to leave, the guards would only gruffly say, ”Have you taught that wild woman some manners yet?”
While VV had moved to sit at the foot of her caged door, Le Frey came down the steps, approaching the group. He had canteens of water and packages of rations. His masked face, however, seemed uncomfortable.
”I've uh, been instructed by the general to feed all of you except the black-haired Umbra girl. And uh… if any of you try to feed her, I've been told you'll ‘incur the wrath of the general’. His words, not mine.”
VV only managed an eye roll. "Is A okay?"
Le Frey didn't say a word, just held the foodstuff items out to Val and A. To Mimi, he had an open package of beef jerky he held out. It was likely made of birds, or bugs, but it was certainly some type of protein.
@Little Bird The squad looks great! Darian seems to have a missing picture, though. Once that is fixed, I can add them to the NPC list.
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