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Dareen Kahina

front parlor


Dareen felt much better with her weapons. With practiced effeciency she equipped herself, slinging her bow and quiver over her shoulder and slipping her sword into her left hand into her shield in the other, the Pruulish Witch favoring her left hand. Giving a quick nod to Denvar she rolled her neck and shoulders excitedely. Nervously she glanced over her shoulder at the mostly empty room behind her. She bounced up and down and wobbled her head. Focusing up for a minute she channeled the Craft and activated the invisible shield, a thin layer of additional protection beneath her studded leather and mail.

Then, they were upon them. Mikhail's wires proved incredibly effecient as crowd control. The momentum of the attacking force was halted immediately. Dareen gritted her teeth and took the opportunity, slashing her saber out at the Purple Dusk wearing warrior. He snarled and parried her slash, the blades scittering off each other as Dareen pushed deep into his defences. Another slash and Purple Dusk warrior was almostn ot fast enough. The blade scittered off his armor and as she positioned to strike far more lethally, the Purple Dusk repositioned himself and warded off the blow. Finally he retaliated with a warding strike of his own that Dareen easily backstepped. All of this movement made Mikail's wires cut into him even deeper and his position was even more awkward.

"Are you willing to die for this?" Dareen questioned with mock incredulity, cracking her neck once again. She was safely out of reach for the Purple Dusk, but she feinted another strike, causing him to flinch and regain his footing as he tried to search for a way out and forward, but it was hard to concentrate with the looming threat of Dareen's lethal, shining sabre.
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bah! sorry. this RP continues to elude me. things just picked up and i realise that i don't have the time to give this RP the effort it deserves. thank you for giving me the time of day for both of these attempts@Lord Wraith
Reika Saigyo: Epilouge


Reika sits quietly at her table in the cafeteria. The gruel in front of her is hardly palatable, but she didn't really notice nor care. The woman in orange picked at the beige slop with a plastic spoon, scooped it up, and downed it. She was lost in her own head, not really thinking about much at all. Would she be put on laundry again? She was getting good at doing the laundry. She had never done any laundry herself before, but it really wasn't so bad. She probably could have done it herself. Reika was used to bossing people around, but now it was her who got bossed around.

Orange wasn't really her color, but what was there to do?

Apparently the women around her had something in mind. There was lots of shouting. Some of the women even had guns. Where did they get those? This must be that silly uprising they were all talking about. Didn't they know they were in prison? You can't just have an uprising in prison.

Reika stood slowly from her table and walked over to the place where she was supposed to put her tray when she was done with it. Suddenly, it was very hard to hear anything. Gunshots! People were shooting at each other. How...futile. Men and women in armor were busting down the doors to the cafeteria, and the rioters apparently weren't fond of that. Reika stook from her place at the cafeteria line. Another suddenly happened. Suddenly, it was very hard to stand. Her legs turned to jelly and she fell forward onto her belly, her bowl and tray clattering angrily to the floor.

What happened? Rolling onto her back, Reika sat up and looked down. Her knee got shot. That would probably hurt later. Reika lay back down and stare up at the ceiling. The shot was probably an accident. She was lucky, all things considered. Reika didn't bother looking, but she could hear the screams and moans of the dead and dying. That's what they got for breaking the rules. Eventually, they found her and picked her up in a stretcher. For some reason all of them were surprised that Reika didn't do anything wrong. Of course she didn't. Of course not. Who did they think she was?
Dareen Kahina

front parlor


Dareen threw her hands in the air exasperated. "Okay," she whispered harshly at the brothers. "'The fugitives are in here. Come get them.'" She kept her voice down, but waved her hands in the air like she was yelling. "Is that what you wanted? It sounds like they are coming in anyway."

She raised her eyebrows and let her mouth fall open when Mikhail spoke. "Faeril and Xandar aren't actually here? What? When did that happen?" Her bluff that Xandar and Faeril weren't here was supposed to just be a bluff. It seemed truth or bluff, the common consensus was that they were going to tell the brigands outside that there were no fugitives in the house. Denvar had ignored her plea for her weapons back, so if they didn't buy it Dareen didn't like her chances.

"Well, they're probably going to want to check the inside of this house." Dareen said, crossing her weaponless arms and shifting her weight onto one leg. Glancing concernedly over at Mikhail, Dareen said, "I don't know what kind of trap you've just set, but maybe you should disarm it? For now? Because if they come in and find they have some sort of... bamboozle, they're going to get pissed." She was clearly flustered at the whole situation. It really wasn't her place to give tactical advice, but it seemed like everyone else was just making it up as they went along.
January 7th, 11:48 AM
Clio’s Apartment, New York City


Starfire was doing a one handed handstand in the middle of Clio’s apartment when she remembered something. ”Oh! Clio!” She flipped easily onto her feet and burst into Clio’s room.

”Karen wanted to speak with us about something. She wanted people to guard her body while she travels across the land. I think that would be an excellent thing for me to do. She gave me a number.” There was a moment of hesitation.

”What do I do with the numbers? Can I use them to find Karen and Jones?” She asked. Starfire didn’t have cell phones on her home world. People just Star-Jumped from place to place. So when Karen gave her a number, Starfire didn’t quite understand its purpose but assumed it was important, so she stuck it in her memory. Now seemed a good a time as any to learn more and to get back into contact with Karen.

Clio jumped as Starfire burst into the room, slamming her laptop closed and pushing it to the side. She hadn't been watching anything explicit, but she felt like she had been caught red handed. Probably because she hadn't been able to sleep last night. She had gone out in costume, and when she got back, she had stayed up late watching YouTube videos. She thought she was able to make sleep deprivation look good, but in all honesty she must've been a wreck. She hadn't changed out of her Makaya costume, nor had she wiped the blood off her mouth and forehead from the fist fight she had gotten into.

"Star!" She exclaimed, shortly after the woman had stopped speaking. "You've got to warn me before busting into my room. I could've been...cursing someone or something." She sighed, sitting up and grabbing a large satin hair tie from the nightstand beside her. She flipped her braids up, and tied them on top of her head.

”Sorry, Clio. I’ll be sure to do that.” She nodded solemnly. She furrowed her eyebrows at the sight of blood but chose to say nothing of it.

"If you wanna call Karen, her number's in my phone." She grabbed the device, standing and walking it over to Starfire. "Here, I should've shown you how to use this before."

She turned the phone on, giving Star a quick tutorial on how to get to the dial screen. ""...Now put in the number, and press that button. Tell her we're both coming...after I shower."

”Very well.” Remembering the symbols Karen marked out, Starfire assumed the English language read left to right like her own, and got lucky. There was really only two options, anyway.

Following Clio’s instructions, she pressed the call button and held it up to her ear like she had seen many others do.

“Hello?” said a voice from the phone’s speakers, crisp and clear. It sounded slightly different than when Star and Karen had spoken in person, but it was clearly still the song artist that had offered the two a job.

Starfire had a guess as to what would happen, but the technology was still miraculous. The only thing that came close to it was the star charts.

”Hello?” Starfire shouted, moving the phone in front of her face. ”Karen? Can you hear me?”

”Ow!” the voice on the other side yelped, briefly growing distant afterwards. ”Yeah, I’ll say I can! How are you, Starfire?”

Starfire smiled. She continued, voice still far too loud. ”I am wanting to ask you a question. About guarding your body. I want to do that. As a...job, yes? Clio and I are going to show up to you.” She looked at the black void in front of her and hesitated, trying to find the right words after fumbling her speech.

”Did you want to have a meeting about this?” Is what she decided on.

”I was hoping your question’d be how to turn down the volume, but I’m happy to hear you’re both on your way!” said Karen, laughing. ”You can both come to my room at the Conrad Hotel at 102 North End Avenue! I’ll make sure that they know you’re coming.”

Starfire nodded, excited. ”Conrad Hotel and 102 North End Avenue. Clio and I will be there after she takes a shower.” Starfire was hoping this could go well. If this was like she was imagining, this would help her learn more about this planet. New York great, but there had to be more cities out there. There so much she still had left to learn, and how could she help people if she didn’t even know what one of the most common devices was, or who was right and who was wrong? The only way to know more was to get out there, and Karen’s musical campaign was probably the best way to do it.

During this internal monologue, Starfire left the conversation on the phone hanging.

”...Hello? Are you still there?” Karen called out.
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