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Maho smiled. "Im very flattered and very honoured by your compliment. Ive never had the honour to cook for a foreigner. Especially a friend of my mother. You seem to be quite the fan of this one." Maho said smiling
“Let’s see...two years, five months and twenty-two days I believe... My combat protocols were already installed beforehand so I just had to work on my aim and timing.” She then looked down at her skirt. “I’m also not supposed to be training in this...the tailor wouldn’t be too happy.”
“Well, if you’re good at cooking fish and steak, I may have to come by more often.” She certainly appeared to be hungry.
"Well i have cooked a rather nice Salmon and Hiei knows how to cook a steak to perfection. Perhaps if youre staying or plan to stay for any extended period of time id be honoured to make you what is called 'surf and turf' " Maho replied
"Nobody needs to know. Anyway, uh... impressive performance. I can tell you've had a lot of practice, and I really wouldn't want to fight you."
“Ah yes, I’ve had that before. Ventuan people long ago were actual earthlings so they know about certain foods. Personally I love Korean beef...” Hopefully that didn’t seem like an insult.
“Aw Heidi, I could never fight you, even if it was a sparring match. You are...um...very special to me, cause I guess truly you’re my first official friend...organically speaking.”
"I... guess I am, huh? You haven't had the most social life up to this point, as far as I know. Part of why I was so supportive of you becoming an ambassador."
“Indeed. The Director was hesitant to have me explore on my own due to um...my appearance since many girls that look like me are more likely to be targeted.”
"Right... that's an understandable concern. It's really unfortunate that it has to be one in the first place, but his hesitation makes sense. We'll do our best to ensure that you won't be put into any danger while on Bucksdenian soil, so don't worry. Although... I guess you wouldn't worry, anyway, since you're most certainly capable of defending yourself!"
Unknown Planet
Kyle felt a ringing in his head as he slowly regained consciousness. He heard someone calling his name and when he finally opened his eyes, he saw Callie, her helmet off and her fox ears very noticeable, looking straight at him. “Please tell me we’re all still in one piece...” he croaked.
“Just barely,” Callie smiled. “A few minor injuries but we survived. As did the hull miraculously.”
Kyle then remembered what had happened as he slowly got up. “So where did we crash?”
“Near a lake, which is good news, meaning we won’t have to worry about water and food if there are fish underneath. The bad news is...it’s really damn cold. We managed to seal off the breach but the cold will set in eventually.”
“And let me guess...comms are a no go?”
“Unfortunately...looks like we’ll have to go old school survival until a ship finds us. At least the armory stuck with us when the ship split so weapons won’t be an issue.”
“Where’s Jorge?”
“With the others setting up a perimeter,” Callie said. “We even managed to save a couple speeder bikes.”
“That should come in handy...we better stay together for now. If there’s any intelligent life here, they’ll have to have seen the crash...”
“Perhaps but...I probably shouldn’t draw any attention to myself. But I’ll make sure nothing happens to you either.”
There was a slight jolt in the ship, meaning they had entered hyperspace. “Goodness, I didn’t even notice the ship had took off.”
- RP: Gifts from the Heavens
Aprimary 1st 5000
0700 hrs
Oubo Kingdom
It is said that things from the heavens were full of treasures and items of rarity unable to find in this barren forsaken world that was once called 'home'. Home to death, anarchy, and what remains of the old world.
Yet people still find new ways to assert their power and to gain it, asserting their control over a pile of barren land that can be called 'my territory' and fight over it. Nothing is permanent in this world, other than greed itself.
Upon looking towards the skies of the wasteland. A scout of the Oubo Kingdom spotted a red flaming ball of meatball coming in hot onto the surface. The scout knowing what this was, a meteorite or a gift from the Gods and Goddesses.
She quickly ran back to inform the Lord of the Oubo Kingdom, Lord Jacqueline Huff, bursting into her throne room and kneeling down with her head straight down not revealing her face.
Scout: "Mi' Lord, I've spotted something wonderful, something stunning!"
Jacqueline: "Straight to the point Scout,"
Scout: "I've spotted a meteor, or a gift from the Gods and Goddesses, we must seek it before the Warmonger Faction can seize it!"
It took a few minutes for Jacqueline to decide and without informing her Generals she had decided.
Jacqueline: "Very well, I shall send out a search party and loot the place where it may have crashed,"
The scout was dismissed and a band of 35 knights and archers along with their commander Oskar Lehner were sent off.
- Aprimary 1st 5000
0700 hrs
War Mongrels
A raider party of the War Mongrels were coming back after their raid upon Lethean which had went, mediocre, having to deal a bit of damage to the Half-Elven settlements yet they had to flee after taking heavy casualties.
Though perhaps the band of 19 raiders can maybe be redeemed by командир Sun Ra. As they saw a gleaming chance to redeem themselves as a fire ball was flying down from the sky. Hopefully not a meteors and hopefully has some good loot.
Second Lieutenant Selivanov Victor made the executive decision that he will not come home empty handed. He will bring loot no matter what it takes and please his leader.
Thus the 19 raiders turned back and started to march in the direction to where the crash site was. Hoping it wasn't some plain meteorite that crashed upon the world.
Ventus Prime and Freistaat cetus
"Smooth flight, I have to say. Didn't notice it, either. Guess that just speaks to the value of shipbuilding expertise..."
“Ah! I finally remembered. I knew this ship looked familiar. There’s a ship similar to this one in design owned by the Schnee Mining Company.”
(Did I do foreshadowing? Yes, yes I did.)
"Ah, that's neat. I wonder what the story behind that is?"
(isn't this aftershadowing? y'know since shadow-)
The SES sucessfully lands on the planet without much hassle. The first thing that is noticed is that it is, as shown, pretty cold. The Byzantines begin bringing out their food supplies, and opening up their portable tents and sleeping bags.
Aiglos brings out the scanner that detects for heat signals and transmissions. He also notes that the area they are in abets a fairly large lake, so water wasn't going to be too much of a problem if the normal supply ever ran out.
And then he noticed something on the scanner.
He checks again, and swears. He sprints back to the camp. "We got potential hostiles incoming, be alert!"
A scientist relays the message to the Salamia before the crew takes defensive positions in hastily made barricades. Aiglos grabs his rifle, energy shield, and sword, while the rest of the crew grabs regular pistols and energy shields from the defensive weaponry containers on the ship.
(That....uh....fricc...)
“You mean this one? As I recall, the former Supreme Chancellor Shadow used it as his personal ship before his tragic passing. It was then passed to then Vice Chancellor Snow who eventually gave it to Raphtalia. It’s seen a lot of space.”
"I didn't mean this one. To be honest, it was more of a rhetorical question, anyway, so I wasn't expecting an answer."
“...Ah right, my apologies. We, that is, constructs like me are sometimes bad at picking up rhetoricals. So...want to go another round?”
"No need to apologize, I understand. It's not always easy for me either, heh.
...sure, I'll go for another round."
She makes sure to take the level back down to 1 before pressing the button again. “Say Heidi...I was curious about something...something we talked about before...”
"Hm? What do you wanna know?"
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