I'm not exactly sticking to core mechanics, now am i. *looks at Taugel manakeet.* Still, didn't think you were posting today so I made plans. Off tomorrow though, so I'll have the post up ASAP. Till then, it's OOC from my phone. Now would probably be a good time to ask any questions, recommendations you have.
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The zombies have begun cresting the hill. You can see a majority of the horde incoming.
Now that I've gotten some indication that you were in dispose, no.
Please let me know if you need more time or are going to be away. As GM, I want to update this asap, which is why I've made an attempt at daily updates.
Please let me know if you need more time or are going to be away. As GM, I want to update this asap, which is why I've made an attempt at daily updates.
Update coming around 6pm CST tonight
Having regained his composure, Vex groaned as he forced his body to move. Despite the soreness he felt, no permanent damage had been sustained. As he begain scaling the fire escape, he considered falling back and letting his allies finish the villain... Or at least until he spotted the woman underneath the wreckage. Debating on his course of action, his eyes remained trained upon the trapped woman.
"RETINA, eyes open." All at once, the familiar AI flickered to lift, though interrupted briefly by a quick flicker of static.
>Significant damage sustained. Seek maintenance quickly. Pilot vital signs show significant distress, seek immediate medical attention.
"I'm well aware..." Vex muttered under his breath, wincing slightly as he forced his atrophied arm up to grip the sheath of his remaining blade- the other lost somewhere in his transit to the alley from the roof.
Status:
Action: Vex activates RETINA targeting Thrash -3 Energy
Hearing a familiar voice call out behind him, Jorn glanced over his shoulder to see the knight that he had just freed turning to approach on Jorn's flank. Growling under his breath in agitation, Jorn continued to keep his eyes locked with the wolves as he waited, "You damned idiot..." Jorn whispered under his breath. As the skirmisher slowed his breathing down, he'd focus on the subtle sounds of the hooves of Angriff's beast crushing the snow beneath it.
'1...2..-!" Just as Angriff pulled up behind him, Jorn sheated his blade and rounded, taking Angriff's hand as he hoisted himself up onto the back portion of the horse's saddle; all while attempting to position himself so the knight had to slow down as little as possible on the pickup.
'1...2..-!" Just as Angriff pulled up behind him, Jorn sheated his blade and rounded, taking Angriff's hand as he hoisted himself up onto the back portion of the horse's saddle; all while attempting to position himself so the knight had to slow down as little as possible on the pickup.
Though not one to give in at the gesture of threats -even those that can be easily fulfilled- Varrus bowed his head humbly, "I thank you for the honor, Grand Master. I'll begin preparations immediately," and with that, the young man would give a final bow before taking his leave. As he opened the door, Roark stirred from his position on a flanking wall.
"That went well," though ever stoic in tone, not even Roark could hide the underlying sarcasm to his words. Choosing to pay this no mind, Varrus turned from his 'bodyguard' and began to make his exit out of the cathderal, "So what's the plan? We can't just go marching over across the globe trying to find one man, and by now he's probably gathering a force."
"I know all that, Roark. Which is why we'll discredit him," Varrus spoke plainly, his eyes never wavering from the path before him as the exit to the ornate building drew ever closer, "Send out a missive to all the nations; claiming that the man is wanted for heresy, conspiracy to murder the Grand Cleric, overthrow the Chruch, and has actively attacked members of the faithful." Now standing before the door, the man would press upon it, while his escort raised a brow in curiosity.
"You know that they won't believe you. Those are rather harsh claims."
"Which is why we're not sending it to the nations' leaders," this revelation made Roark arch a brow, though remaining silent as Varrus continued to speak, "We appeal to the people and the faithful. We paint the church as the victim, and place a bounty on any information leading to his capture or death. The people will petition their leaders to support our cause, and do our work garnering allies for us."
"And Tiki's proclamation?"
"We dismiss it as a rumor. A lie spread by the tactician who was the true cause of the interruption of the assembly, and harmed several guards in his attempt to flee the scene. When asked about the lack of coverage of the incident, we merely state the church didn't want to alarm the populace." It was then that Varrus stood over the courtyard of where his troops now stood at attention.
"You've given this a lot of thought, kid." Roark chuckled, standing beside the boy before bellowing out to a nearby messenger to approach.
"Volkanon will be a renowned name. I'll see to that," Varrus muttered to the man to his left once more before stepping forth, the volume of his voice carrying over the courtyard, "Men and women of the Volkanon guard! It is on this day, we are given a most holy task for the sake of our world! There is- as you know- a tactician that seeks to discredit the church and lead it's followers into dissent! We are to rid the world of this evil, for the sake of the people, and of the peace we've come to enjoy so much. Onward, we go, we fight, and achieve victory in the name of righteousness!" This rousing cheers and affirmations from his men all but solidified Varrus's resolve as he turned to Roark once more, having finished divulging the information he had recieved not but moments before.
"So, what's the plan, boss?" Roark said, hoisting his axe over his shoulder as his eyes lingered on Varrus's proud form.
"We go to the Ferox/Ylissian border. The people of Ylisse and the Exalt have always had a soft spot for tactians. We'll see to it that the ports and border are scouted, and collapse on him once he shows himself. Hopefully, the bounty hunters and those seeking glory will flush him out for us."
"That went well," though ever stoic in tone, not even Roark could hide the underlying sarcasm to his words. Choosing to pay this no mind, Varrus turned from his 'bodyguard' and began to make his exit out of the cathderal, "So what's the plan? We can't just go marching over across the globe trying to find one man, and by now he's probably gathering a force."
"I know all that, Roark. Which is why we'll discredit him," Varrus spoke plainly, his eyes never wavering from the path before him as the exit to the ornate building drew ever closer, "Send out a missive to all the nations; claiming that the man is wanted for heresy, conspiracy to murder the Grand Cleric, overthrow the Chruch, and has actively attacked members of the faithful." Now standing before the door, the man would press upon it, while his escort raised a brow in curiosity.
"You know that they won't believe you. Those are rather harsh claims."
"Which is why we're not sending it to the nations' leaders," this revelation made Roark arch a brow, though remaining silent as Varrus continued to speak, "We appeal to the people and the faithful. We paint the church as the victim, and place a bounty on any information leading to his capture or death. The people will petition their leaders to support our cause, and do our work garnering allies for us."
"And Tiki's proclamation?"
"We dismiss it as a rumor. A lie spread by the tactician who was the true cause of the interruption of the assembly, and harmed several guards in his attempt to flee the scene. When asked about the lack of coverage of the incident, we merely state the church didn't want to alarm the populace." It was then that Varrus stood over the courtyard of where his troops now stood at attention.
"You've given this a lot of thought, kid." Roark chuckled, standing beside the boy before bellowing out to a nearby messenger to approach.
"Volkanon will be a renowned name. I'll see to that," Varrus muttered to the man to his left once more before stepping forth, the volume of his voice carrying over the courtyard, "Men and women of the Volkanon guard! It is on this day, we are given a most holy task for the sake of our world! There is- as you know- a tactician that seeks to discredit the church and lead it's followers into dissent! We are to rid the world of this evil, for the sake of the people, and of the peace we've come to enjoy so much. Onward, we go, we fight, and achieve victory in the name of righteousness!" This rousing cheers and affirmations from his men all but solidified Varrus's resolve as he turned to Roark once more, having finished divulging the information he had recieved not but moments before.
"So, what's the plan, boss?" Roark said, hoisting his axe over his shoulder as his eyes lingered on Varrus's proud form.
"We go to the Ferox/Ylissian border. The people of Ylisse and the Exalt have always had a soft spot for tactians. We'll see to it that the ports and border are scouted, and collapse on him once he shows himself. Hopefully, the bounty hunters and those seeking glory will flush him out for us."
Thank you. And I haven't really given much thought to Jorn pairing, but open to discuss it.
Yoshida Book Café
3/5/2015
Having caught sight of Shizuka waving at him, Masa couldn't help but wave back as his face held a small smirk at her actions. Though he hadn't expected to run into her here, it felt good that she remembered him. 'Perhaps your kindness wasn't just for show...' Still, he'd sit in silence as the bustling cafe continued to teem with life, all the patrons adding their own unique flair to this uncommon place. He couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head out of amusement; seeing as how this was the largest amount of people he'd been around since the day of his father's passing...
Before Masa's mind could slip away to that dark place, an unfamiliar voice rang out beside him, causing Masa to startle slightly in his seat. He couldn't remember how long he had been zoning out, but it seemed like the activity was picking up further into the establishment. As his vision turned to the source of the voice, he'd see the unfamiliar female beside his table.
"... I-" Pausing for a moment, Masa couldn't really think of anything to say. It was one thing to address someone who noticed him doing something foolish, it was another to notice someone who just... Well noticed him. Unable to help but feel slightly embarrassed, Masa shook his head free of the foolish notions as he reverted by to his distant self, "No. Nothing I can think of..." This was harder than it was before. Used to he could shut people out no problem, but since Shizuka and Gen- well it wasn't that easy anymore. A subtle smile formed on his face as he nodded his head in her direction, "Surprise me."
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