We Are Our Avatars V (Closed)
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"We could make our way right into the heart of the city. Its a good plan." Jensen said. "Anyone who can keep a low profile could get in and do what we need to do. I'm pretty good at that. If we need to infiltrate the city on the ground, I volunteer."
OOC: Right then, officially back.
Rozalin had followed the others to the bridge as they had made her way to the deck. She now stood near a window and looked out of it as the airship flew. "Although the experience of flying is hardly anything new to me, I've never been quite so high up. I must say, this feels a little exhilarating." She announced to no one in particular. Overhearing the others, she decided to give her two cents. "I don't like the idea of getting involved here anymore than we should. We should endeavor to get what we want from the city and get out." She said, seeming to be mostly addressing Bryce.
Rozalin had followed the others to the bridge as they had made her way to the deck. She now stood near a window and looked out of it as the airship flew. "Although the experience of flying is hardly anything new to me, I've never been quite so high up. I must say, this feels a little exhilarating." She announced to no one in particular. Overhearing the others, she decided to give her two cents. "I don't like the idea of getting involved here anymore than we should. We should endeavor to get what we want from the city and get out." She said, seeming to be mostly addressing Bryce.
OOC: @Zeph: Hey guy! 
I was wondering where you went!
The girl watched the Lizard Men step through the portal and snapped her fingers once they were on the other side. "I'll let them get a bit more disoriented first before I organise them." She looked up in the distance and watched the black Carrier moving accross the sky momentarily before staring past it. "I have a bad feeling..." the girl muttered before shaking her head and began walking across the dunes. As she crested another dune she snapped her fingers and disappeared within another portal that opened up and closed behind her.
Meanwhile:
Eve was dropped on the floor of a command office by the guards who had been carrying her. "You may wait outside. I'll call if when I require you." commanded the man behind the desk. The guards saluted and proceeded to leave the room. As soon as the guards had left Eve looked up to see a man dressed in garb similar to the rest of the Infantry Men but projected a different aura from the others. Next to him stood X-98t to attention with two strangely designed machine guns at his sides. The hole in his chest had also been repaired. "So you're the specimen that Overseer Terkal plucked from Travesty along with these..." said the man as he ran his hands through the gold coins piled on the corner of the desk. "...you're much prettier than I thought." He stood and began approaching Eve who crawled back in disgust. "Now, now. You've not actually been registered as captured and neither has the amount of the takings. And do you want to know why?" The man crouched in front of Eve. "Because officially this mission no longer has an Overseer in charge. Why? Simply because I executed him. Why? He failed. And due to there being no official Overseer, there has to be a temporary Overseer or potential one to take his place. However since that temporary Overseer or potential Overseer has yet to be certified and formally promoted then he can't officially register anything gained in the mission. Are you following along so far my dear? Officially you're not on this Carrier so anything could happen to you without reprimand to the Overse- I mean potential Overseer aboard this Carrier." The man stood up and approached the table. He picked up one of the coins amongst the piles and inspected it before laying it on top of one of many stacks of coins. "I wonder how much more I should take for myself..." he mused before turning back to Eve. "I assume Terkal took you to simply drop as another case for one of the rehabilitation centres so that you can simply be brainwashed and join the work force developing our technology, hmmm? I guess his choices were limited by his position. But mine on the other hand..." He crouched before Eve and gripped her chin between a thumb and forefinger. "Now how does becoming mine sound, huh? You wouldn't be forced into the sweat shop styled research labs that others of your kind are. Plus the benefit of having someone of your kind willingly at my side would boost my stature in society exponentially and not to mention the possibility of negotiations in my favour with your race which could bring me right to the top. Also it's not like your life will be terrible with the money that this deadlock expedition 'did not gain' and my new Overseer position you and I will be quite well off. So what's your opinion on this matter?" Eve spat in the man's face. "Fuck off, you bastard son of a grazer herder's *****!" The man wiped the spit off his visor and proceeded to slap Eve's face. He then stood up and slowly walked back to the desk. "Your mannerisms simply will not do and your language needs a definite improvement but don't worry..." He turned and smiled back at her. "...I'll ensure you learn better. Guards! Take the captive back to her cell. She had some thinking to do." The guards re-entered the room and pulled Eve to her feet as the man went and sat behind the desk again. They saluted one last time before dragging Eve back to her cell.
I was wondering where you went!The girl watched the Lizard Men step through the portal and snapped her fingers once they were on the other side. "I'll let them get a bit more disoriented first before I organise them." She looked up in the distance and watched the black Carrier moving accross the sky momentarily before staring past it. "I have a bad feeling..." the girl muttered before shaking her head and began walking across the dunes. As she crested another dune she snapped her fingers and disappeared within another portal that opened up and closed behind her.
Meanwhile:
Eve was dropped on the floor of a command office by the guards who had been carrying her. "You may wait outside. I'll call if when I require you." commanded the man behind the desk. The guards saluted and proceeded to leave the room. As soon as the guards had left Eve looked up to see a man dressed in garb similar to the rest of the Infantry Men but projected a different aura from the others. Next to him stood X-98t to attention with two strangely designed machine guns at his sides. The hole in his chest had also been repaired. "So you're the specimen that Overseer Terkal plucked from Travesty along with these..." said the man as he ran his hands through the gold coins piled on the corner of the desk. "...you're much prettier than I thought." He stood and began approaching Eve who crawled back in disgust. "Now, now. You've not actually been registered as captured and neither has the amount of the takings. And do you want to know why?" The man crouched in front of Eve. "Because officially this mission no longer has an Overseer in charge. Why? Simply because I executed him. Why? He failed. And due to there being no official Overseer, there has to be a temporary Overseer or potential one to take his place. However since that temporary Overseer or potential Overseer has yet to be certified and formally promoted then he can't officially register anything gained in the mission. Are you following along so far my dear? Officially you're not on this Carrier so anything could happen to you without reprimand to the Overse- I mean potential Overseer aboard this Carrier." The man stood up and approached the table. He picked up one of the coins amongst the piles and inspected it before laying it on top of one of many stacks of coins. "I wonder how much more I should take for myself..." he mused before turning back to Eve. "I assume Terkal took you to simply drop as another case for one of the rehabilitation centres so that you can simply be brainwashed and join the work force developing our technology, hmmm? I guess his choices were limited by his position. But mine on the other hand..." He crouched before Eve and gripped her chin between a thumb and forefinger. "Now how does becoming mine sound, huh? You wouldn't be forced into the sweat shop styled research labs that others of your kind are. Plus the benefit of having someone of your kind willingly at my side would boost my stature in society exponentially and not to mention the possibility of negotiations in my favour with your race which could bring me right to the top. Also it's not like your life will be terrible with the money that this deadlock expedition 'did not gain' and my new Overseer position you and I will be quite well off. So what's your opinion on this matter?" Eve spat in the man's face. "Fuck off, you bastard son of a grazer herder's *****!" The man wiped the spit off his visor and proceeded to slap Eve's face. He then stood up and slowly walked back to the desk. "Your mannerisms simply will not do and your language needs a definite improvement but don't worry..." He turned and smiled back at her. "...I'll ensure you learn better. Guards! Take the captive back to her cell. She had some thinking to do." The guards re-entered the room and pulled Eve to her feet as the man went and sat behind the desk again. They saluted one last time before dragging Eve back to her cell.
"I can't believe you-" "if you will forgive me for intruding, the others are right. While this scenario was practically written in Russia during its revolution, we can not rely on the citizens rising up. We should sneak in like a dagger to the neck, not attack like a broadsword to the chest. Take out the carriers antennas, board, take control, and pretend to be them as we fly in and take out their nerve center. Yes. Quite the sound plan." during this, Bryce had stiffened and his eyes had filled with blood. He also spoke in a much more cultured accent.
Adam nodded.
"We'll need to determine the situation when we get to the city, but that's good. We can do a lot better with stealth than by simply shooting our way in. Now, I'm going to go and prepare, maybe get some sleep. If anything happens, call me." With that, he left the bridge.
OOC: Done for the night.
"We'll need to determine the situation when we get to the city, but that's good. We can do a lot better with stealth than by simply shooting our way in. Now, I'm going to go and prepare, maybe get some sleep. If anything happens, call me." With that, he left the bridge.
OOC: Done for the night.
OoC @Furioso: Sorry. I overlooked it. :x
"And by reeducate, you mean strike down I presume?" Balthier asked Valvatorez as he kept flying in the direction the carrier went.
Hearing a high-pitched voice call his name, Edgar looked around and eventually spotted Mogleton. "A Moogle? Here?" he said somewhat incredulously. "But to answer your question. I didn't expect to get any mail in my absence. I'll register a secondary adress when I return."
"And by reeducate, you mean strike down I presume?" Balthier asked Valvatorez as he kept flying in the direction the carrier went.
Hearing a high-pitched voice call his name, Edgar looked around and eventually spotted Mogleton. "A Moogle? Here?" he said somewhat incredulously. "But to answer your question. I didn't expect to get any mail in my absence. I'll register a secondary adress when I return."
Mogelton walks up to Edgar, and after a quick bow, rummages through his bag, and pulls out a small parcel about the size of a long contain that would easily fit in your hand. "Here is your mail Sir, I'm dreadfully sorry for the delay..." He said as he presented the parcel to King Edgar.
"You can open it at your leisure, I believe it was from a man named Locke." Mogelton added.
"You can open it at your leisure, I believe it was from a man named Locke." Mogelton added.
Valvatorez responded to Balthier "That would only be the beginning. They must be turned into Prinny's, and then placed in my care. Only then will they be able to receive the proper education."
Fenrich chimed in "My Lord, I'm afraid that wouldn't be possible at the moment. We would need that brat Emizel to turn them into a Prinny."
"Ah yes, that complicates things..." replied Valvatorez
Fenrich chimed in "My Lord, I'm afraid that wouldn't be possible at the moment. We would need that brat Emizel to turn them into a Prinny."
"Ah yes, that complicates things..." replied Valvatorez
"There's no sense making plans when we have no idea what situation we will find ourselves in. If make plans for the city and find the ship instead, or vice versa, they likely won't be interchangeable." Ryu said to the others. He then looked to Balthier. "How's it coming piloting it anyway?"
"Locke you say? It's probably another trinket he brought back from some obscure cave then." Edgar mused aloud, then chuckled softly. He then looked back to Mogleton, holding the parcel under his arm. "I'll open it later then. Was there anything else?"
"A Prinny. Those are the bird creatures, if I'm not mistaken?" Balthier asked Valvatorez. Upon hearing Ryu, Baltier chuckled. "She handles as if she were a true Ivalician vessel. I almost feel like I never left. There is no sign of the carrier yet howver."
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Ba'Gamnan was looking to see where he had ended up when Gijuk called out. "Brother! Look at this!" he exclaimed, holding the sack out. At first, Ba'Gamnan was annoyed his his brother suddenly speaking up, but his mood instantly brightened upon seeing the contents of the bag. "We've just started, and already we recieve foul amounts of money! I like this assignment already! Now close that sack and keep moving. And if ye lose so much as a single coin, ye'll be sorry." Gijuk nodded, closed the bag and followed his brother as they continued wandering around.
"A Prinny. Those are the bird creatures, if I'm not mistaken?" Balthier asked Valvatorez. Upon hearing Ryu, Baltier chuckled. "She handles as if she were a true Ivalician vessel. I almost feel like I never left. There is no sign of the carrier yet howver."
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Ba'Gamnan was looking to see where he had ended up when Gijuk called out. "Brother! Look at this!" he exclaimed, holding the sack out. At first, Ba'Gamnan was annoyed his his brother suddenly speaking up, but his mood instantly brightened upon seeing the contents of the bag. "We've just started, and already we recieve foul amounts of money! I like this assignment already! Now close that sack and keep moving. And if ye lose so much as a single coin, ye'll be sorry." Gijuk nodded, closed the bag and followed his brother as they continued wandering around.