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@Remipa Awesome I was hoping we'd go to The Cupid's Kiss owned by @burningcold's character, but we cuold potentially be at Night Angel, @catchphrase's character's club.

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@The Emperors Blade That would be super cool.

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Each step sounded heavy with the weight of a broken heart as Mithias stepped down off the British plane. Soldier was there to meet him outside the airport with a car. Sharply, his appearance struck them, the gleam of a silver colored suit and vest in the easy afternoon light, a white shirt and charcoal tie under a pale chin and muted pink lips, and a small sparkling broach in the shape of a swan on his left. A white hand with polished claws brought up a pair of Ray-Bans over his eyes, robbing the anticipated glimpse of their beauty from sight. Long black hair hung freely behind him, tamed by its own weight.

Mithias moved slowly for the sake of the humans around him. Not everyone was comfortable in the presence of what was their one natural predator. Deny it as they did with their conscious minds, the fear and prejudice could rise up easily at the sight of such grace and speed, and that was only a hint of a vampire's power. But even more slowly did he seem to move with the burdens of choice and responsibility on his mind. Leaving Bedivere had been difficult.

Why then did he? He thought as he handed over the laptop to one of the agents, a young man with reddish colored hair who seemed shy. It was the call of duty and honor that kept him away, forcing him back to the Americas, to recover his own order of knights that he was so proud to have initiated. Mithias deliberated the value of his sacrifice, the loss of time spent where his heart now slumbered deep underwater in favor of continued servitude in the eternal battle between good and evil, hunger and survival, extinction or genocide. He alone it seemed was the true Zion of balance, and it seemed the world would crumble if not for his efforts. Even his noble Soldier seemed ready to destroy itself, falling to basic human corruption and lust for total control. Mithias was determined to take it back, to provide the example needed to lead the world, a vampire hero. If this were even possible, he knew he was the only one who could do it.

As he got into the car provided for him and shut the door, Mithias realized the disarming surrender of his lover to his wishes was painfully condemning. Only he in the entire world had seen the softer side of the ice-cold, iron-fisted steward of Camelot, and he hated to abandon him, his brother, darkness incarnate. Like a dagger placed by a righteous hand, the pain stabbed directly into his heart, pulsing a sweet torment as a reminder, bleeding him until he returned to his proper place. Mithias clicked his belt and shifted into drive and the wheels began turning. He would show Bedivere that it was all worth it. The two may have their different methods, but their goals were very alike. They would work together to hold onto this world.

Moments later, the black sedan exploded into flames, flipping over from the force of the blast and rolling onto its back. The sound shocked everyone. Metal was torn apart, smoke obscured most of the debris as local authorities rushed over. No one else had been around. There was only 1 casualty.

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@Catchphrase nothing much. Review the oc and post. Feel free to create your own scene for others to join.

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@Kurai Assassin Recon/search, destroy all hostiles.

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Alright. Apologies for potentially screwing up your European setup. I was concerned our players were bored and without direction, so I wanted to give the new ones an intro in NYC and cause a meetup with the Soldier girls +1 werewolf.

I still have to think of a way to get Hank/Kathrin in trouble. Presumably, Soldier would not approve of their vengeful lifestyle, so I'm hoping @remipa awesome will intentionally get them on the radar and initiate a chase or some such. *cough*

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@The Grey Dust I honestly thought that "Her Crap" was a joke about someone in your life.

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So that was it then. The mission had gone down as a "success." Commander Varomere and his team would return home to the states all in one piece. Soldier certainly by now could confirm that vampires were alive and well in the United Kingdom, and that they were all somehow under the control of this Lord Bedivere as they had suspected. The details of how this one vampire was able to maintain such impeccable control over such a large area while keeping nearly perfect secrecy, would hopefully be revealed in Commander Varomere's report upon his return to the States. The commander himself had been delayed in his return, due to a sudden and unexpected encounter with the class 8 vampire lord, which he miraculously survived. Still, no matter how successful the mission had been, rules had been broken, and without a doubt punitive measures were to be expected upon return to Soldier soil. Mithias wasn't necessarily worried.

It was several days after the club incident, and of course it was broad daylight above the clouds where a small, private jet was carrying Mithias and two pilots back across the Atlantic ocean. Mithias sat in the cabin with the shades drawn and the lights off. The sunlight was annoyingly bright and since there were no other passengers, he took advantage. A laptop glowed beneath his slender fingertips as he typed in mission information.

*ding*

"Greetings passenger. We hope you are having a pleasant flight. The captain has turned on the seatbelt light and would like you to remain seated at this time. The weather over La Guardia is stormy, and we're expected some choppy air as we begin our descent...."

Mithias answered his phone as it buzzed unexpectedly during the announcement. "Agent Varomere."

"Commander Varomere. This is Shannon at mission control. I have an urgent message from the general in regard to your next mission..."

Mithias blinked. Soldier never wasted any time.

Shannon continued, "Soldier has discovered illegal vampire activity, breach of contract, 3rd degree, in New York City, Manhattan to be specific. You understand this means there's a vampire with..."

"Mind control." Mithias answered, unconsciously furrowing his brow. There weren't a lot of vampires with that power, but it was a bitch to put them down.

"Yes, and enthralling. The focus of the incidents seems to be a nightclub. Your team has already been informed and given their instructions. Everyone has been given a gps tracker. Agent Moreno will be in command until you are released from your debriefing. Welcome back home, commander."

Mithias hung up. This news greatly preoccupied him, more than his organization's shaky international relations, more than Soldier's wavering focus on their founding ideals. The vampire that had turned him long ago had possessed this kind of power, and even though the chances were exceedingly slim, Mithias always wondered in the back of his mind if he would... he was the one vampire Mithias couldn't deal with.

The missions of course never seemed to stop, and despite the satisfaction they gave him, it was far too easy to lose sight of the ultimate goal, which was to uphold justice and protect the innocent, no matter their species. Was Soldier changing into a vampire-hunting organization? Bedivere had warned him intensely to be wary of this, but Mithias had staunchly denied it. Soldier protected both humans and vampires, and he cited their wiping out the Purge as a perfect example. You didn't see any Purge around anymore did you?

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@Kurai Assassin I am doing that as we speak. Nearly finished with this post.