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"Hey there." Markos says, having entered after hiding in the bedroom. "I assume you're Heidrun, and that's.." He looks at Asuna. "Well, I suppose that's an ally, I hope."
Markos' appearance seemingly shocked Heidi out of her unstable state, and she replied to him, not yet realizing that she had no idea who he was.
"Correct on both accounts. I'm indeed Heidrun, and this is... wait a minute."
And it's at this point that she realized.
"Who are you?!"
When the man, this David Goulding, finished speaking, the room fell silent. The city leaders around the table, clearly at a loss for words, stared at the man, jaws agape and eyes wide. The silence hung in the air for a minute. Then, as quickly as it fell, it was shattered as every person at the table began to vocalize their thoughts. Confusion, anger, and indignation spilled incoherently from their mouths.
León, trying to ignore the sheer chaos at the table, leaned toward Ataraxis, who, unlike the other leaders, was still silent. “I…thought Los Angeles was destroyed,” said León.
“It was,” replied Ataraxis. He ignored the other leaders and stared at Goulding, face inscrutable and set like stone. He turned to León suddenly. “Don’t say anything.” León nodded. He had no intention of speaking. Better to go unnoticed than make a fool of himself. So much for this meeting being uneventful. Ataraxis banged twice on the table. “Settle down,” he growled. His booming voice cut through the confusion, and everyone turned to him. “Mr. Goulding, welcome to the High Council of the Topiatic Union,” he said cooly. “My name is Ataraxis Practicalicus. I am the High Cardinal of Yewtopia. This,” he continued, gesturing at León, “is León Clarence Montgomery Highwater, the king of Deuxtopia. Now, you must understand that your very presence here would have been considered an impossibility not five minutes ago, so you must excuse our lack of decorum. Now, I believe that our Head of Council, the Eternal Shaman Yew, will continue here.” He looked at Yew, who nodded back at him grimly.
The elder statesman stood up, grimacing. “Thank you for your composure, Ataraxis,” he said. He turned to Goulding and gripped the edge of the table, knuckles turning white. “Mr. Goulding, with all due respect, you say you intend neither challenge or insult. And yet you walk these halls unannounced, you burst into this room uninvited, and you declare, unambiguously, that not only are you forming a federation of city-states that will stand in direct competition to this august Union, but you have also enticed Rouxtopia, an upstanding, valuable member of it to abandon the duties that they hold, obligations that they have committed to, and the promises that they have made to the rest of the Union.” He paused. His eyes, filled with disdain, began to narrow. “So tell me, sir,” he snarled through gritted teeth, “what justifies your demand that we take this unwarranted intrusion as neither challenge nor insult? How can you dare to presume so much?”
"Markos Kalamoutsos, Greco-American Pilot and Support Marksman for the BSPM. I'm the guy who's aforementioned car was wrecked by the fight going on a bit ago."
"As you can see Mister Beltran we are quite far from my Headquarters. They are on another continent and I'm afraid the location is confidential hehe nothing personal. We can conduct our meeting and consume our boozes in my space module."
He talked to one of the guards:" Bring us in orbit, the night sky is perfect for affairs".
They entered the luxurious space module. It was big and exaggerated just like its owner. With a subtle propulsion the module rose from the ground and quickly reached the orbit. The landscape from the polarized windows was breathtaking.
Ciro grabbed a bottle of Amarone looked at it and opened it with his golden teeth "Venetian wine uh? Much appreciated by a terrone like me hahahah". He spitted and drank a long chug of wine.
"So Beltran,as you said let's talk affairs. What can you offer to our organization?"
“Penny and the big guy here crashed into his car,” Sinon explained.
“Well, since we’re doing introductions, I’m Asuna Yuuki,” Asuna said. “I really hope Ventuan officials don’t catch wind of this...”
"The car... oh. Oh no. On the behalf of Bucksden, my condolences for the car, that was really unfortunate. I'm sorry you, and I assume your wallet, had to go through that. Since I'm sorta the reason it got wrecked in the first place, I'll cover it."
In the corner, Sleipnir breathed a sigh of relief, one that was hopefully inaudible.
"Not right now, though, since there's a bigger issue at hand. We've got two robots here who need recharging and repairs, and active police presence making that a lot more difficult than it should be. I should be able to fix them up on my own if I can get them down to my mainframe, but we need a way past the cops. And I'm currently not in a good enough mental state to think of an elegant plan."
"I'd like to re-propose my plan of checking if the roof is jumpable." Markos says.
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“The distance is too high,” Sinon said. “But I may have an idea how to get past the cops.” She looked at her wound as she grabbed her knife. “God this is gonna hurt like hell...” She looked at Sleipnir. “You feel like being my personal bodyguard?”
"I don't mind, sounds like a plan. Although..."
He was looking towards the knife, doing his best to squint.
"...I don't think this'll be very pleasant for any of us. Close your eyes, folks."
“Yeah, not what I want to do but...” Sinon braced herself before slicing close to the wound. “Ironically he did more damage than I could...though thankfully he didn’t cut me too deep...” Also, since she was wearing gloves, no fingerprints could be traced as she tossed the knife across the room. “Sorry for the mess, gotta make it look more believable. Asuna, I’m gonna need you to be the calm, reasonable one while I curse at every god there is present.”
"And I'll try to be as stoic and robotic as I can. A good bodyguard isn't gonna crack jokes, after all."
Not something he was happy about on the inside, old habits die hard. Still, sacrifices have to be made. On another note, he was subtly changing the hue of his eyes, moving over to less threatening cool blue. One advantage of having glowing eyes.
"ALRIGHT, I AM READY. ...could use some work."
“Alright, let’s see how well this works...” Sinon said.
Soon, the group would come out through the front door, Asuna helping Sinon walk while Sleipnir carried Penny. “Damn piece of sh*t knifed me,” Sinon snapped. “He even gave ol’ Sleip here a few stabs as well.”
“We need to get her to a hospital, as well as the Ventuan ambassador,” Asuna said as they moved past the police towards their car.
A masterful display of acting, so far, one that appeared to convince the police. Most of the people that would've recognized Sleipnir or Penny had made the reasonable choice of getting the hell out of dodge, so there weren't many witnesses nearby that could call them out. Still, one of the officers did make an attempt at stopping them.
"Hey hey hey, wait! Can you give us a better description of what happened than 'damn piece of sh*t knifed me'? Maybe info about the culprit?"
"CRAZED MAN, LARGE KNIFE, FROTHING AT THE MOUTH. STATISTICALLY IMPOSSIBLE TO MISS, IN FACT."
"Uhuh... sounds, uh, quite serious."
“It was a big knife too...left it upstairs...” Sinon said, acting like she was about to pass out.”
“Officer, I’m sorry but she’s losing too much blood!” Asuna said. “We have to go!”
As the room exploded into chaos at his speech, Goulding simply sat in his chair and waited. He waited until Atarxis managed to restore order to the meeting and then began to listen attentively, and especially as the High Shaman Yew furiously railed against his words. After the Shaman finished his words, Goulding began to speak once more.
"Thank you, Cardinal Atarxis, and my apologies, High Shaman." Goulding says, still smiling as he begins to speak once more.
He clears his throat before speaking. "I think we can both agree that this is not an ideal situation for either party in this discussion, and I can of course see why you would perceive it as a slight upon your nation for us to establish such a federation." His smile fades slightly. But, I myself truly do intend no direct challenge to your union, and we certainly do not wish for conflict in California. It is obvious to both of us that the region had suffered enough destruction and anarchy in the years before the Topaics were established, and a war between our two nations would not be beneficial for either side.
He pauses for a moment, seemingly in thought. "But I am sure that it is clear to you and I that war is not a desired thing to be had. As I have said before, this so-called "rival" federation to you is not meant in my intent to stand in direct opposition to the Topaics whatsoever, and is rather meant as a way for our city-state to improve relations with those surrounding us in the first step of a new age of Globalization and Modernization for Los Angeles."
Richardson and Greene would prep for their next mission. Richardson reloaded his pistol, looking over to Erin.
"So you think Blake can make a good distraction?" he said to her, genuinely curious as to their abilities.
(letting you have free reign over the distraction)
Blake currently was sitting at the bar, sipping her drink when she noticed three men approaching her. “Hey miss, did you just come from one of them cosplay conventions?” one of them laughed, he had a decent-sized beard and bald head.
“Nah dude, they’re called anime conventions,” another said, more built than the other with a full set of hair.
“Gotta say, those ears are pretty impressive, they look pretty real,” the third man said, who was the scrawniest of the bunch.
Blake put her drink down and stared at them. “You want to find out?” she asked. They seemed a bit confused. “Go ahead, but I warn you, if you do you might lose a hand, or worse, in the process.” Her stare was serious.
The three men looked at one another and suddenly laughed. “Wow, feline has claws,” Bearded Guy said. “What are you gonna do, threaten us in Japanese then?”
It was then that Scrawny made his move towards her ears...the next second he screamed out in pain as his hand got severed off cleanly.
“W-What the hell!?” Built Guy yelled.
“I did warn you,” Blake said, hardly reacting to the blood spilling everywhere as she held onto her now drawn katana in one hand and her drink in the other.
“You little b*tch!” Bearded Guy yelled as he lunged at her. Blake then took her glass and smashed it into his face, causing him to scream in pain as well as he crumbled to the ground.
That only left Built Guy as his eyes went between his comrades and Blake, who had kept her straight face the entire time. “For the record, they’re very much real and if you still want to keep yours, I’d suggest you leave.”
((OOC: Jumps from a high elevated place and lands like a cat, slowly rises from the ground.
“Hello there”))
- RP: Wounds
Aprimary 15th 5000
1000 hrs
Eclipse got tired of wearing a shirt around her eyes so she then took it off, it then revealed a scar that resembles of 3 claws across her left eye. Her left eye appeared white and grey, seemed dead. While her right eye was vibrant with a blue hue. She didn't seem to say anything for a moment until all her surroundings sank in.
Eclipse: "Eclipse of the Skull-Breaker family." She replied. Still with her knees to the ground and her hands up.
(General Sakura! You are a bold one!)
“Eclipse...Skull-Breaker?” That was a charming name...and a reason to be careful. “I see...well this language barrier is going to be an issue but I hope you can at least understand we were just defending ourselves.” He nodded to the other men and they slowly lowered their weapons. He then looked towards the pod. “I’m guessing this is a one-way vessel?”
"We'll call in an ambulance, don't worry! Just stay-"
"MY GOOD MAN."
Sleipnir put his hand on the officer's shoulder, his face showing genuine concern.
"I DON'T KNOW IF SHE'D MAKE IT THAT FAR... THE CUT IS SEVERE, AND I FEAR THAT BY THE TIME THE AMBULANCE ARRIVES, IT'D BE TOO LATE. DO YOU WANT THE LOSS OF AN INNOCENT LIFE ON YOUR HANDS, DUE TO YOUR NEGLIGENCE?"
"...alright, get her to a hospital. Should've brought some medical supplies..."
The officer then turned his attention back to the building, now with the fear of this supposed maniac fresh in his mind and making him not focus on the group now making their way towards the car.
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