We Are Our Avatars XI (Open)

[Chungus]

Castle, otherworld​

"They might not have concrete proof, but they would have a reason to strongly suspect it. For all intends and purposes, it would be wise to proceed assuming they are aware. Either way, your forces doing it would indeed be the safer of the two options.

Now, there is one last thing... ." The rep pulled the pad from his pocket, and send a message to Forefront HQ that he was finished, and ready to head back, then handed the pad to Blue. "You may loan this. It's all together a more convenient way of general communication than with the earpiece. It has the same limitation, in that it can only go so far from a relay point before being outside of the communication range, however. So it won't do you much good on the mission, for example."

 

[Drakmorg]

[color=ff9966]"Okay!"[/color] Nina smiled and nodded, then took her position.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Ottawa

There would be no ministers or MPs walking around where the woman could see them.

 

[Silence]

Castle

Blue took the pad. "Thank you. This will come in handy. I might relay it to the emperor to use, too. I will set it up somewhere here."

[hr]

Otherworld

"You want to go first?" Serio asked, wondering which side of the line would go first.
The other kids were chattering quite a lot, but were standing still, curious how the game would go.

 

[Chungus]

Castle, otherworld​

The rep nodded, then give a brief summary of how to operate the device, the communication function being similar to how a phone would work. During the explanation, a portal opened up near the rep. "Now then, I'll be off. We'll be in touch if developments arise."

With this said, the rep walked through the portal, which closed behind him.

 

[Silence]

Ottawa

The woman walked around a corner, then vanished.

[hr]

Castle

Blue nodded, then walked back to Yauna. "Alright, ready? Do you need to set something up?" She waved another mage closer as well.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Yauna shook her head and said, "Not unless you want me to scry on Anik again, in which case I'll need the mirror."

 

[Silence]

"Hmm ... we will provide you a mirror, but you can try contacting XPOL first."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Do you still think that's going to work?"

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"We helped the people there. It wasn't hostile." Candace countered.

 

[Silence]

Throne Room

"Well ... sorry, just confused a thing.
Can we, or rather the mage who will teleport us, look and see the same image you can in the mirror?"

[hr]

[color=e50000]"Did you ask the people if they wanted this help? And what kind of help was it, anyways?"[/color]

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"Civilising them. Most still live on tiny farms with tents, spears and herbs. We gave them proper buildings, weaponry and medicine."

 

[Silence]

[color=e50000]"Are you sure they did not have buildings before? And they had herbs, they probably had medicine too.
And how is giving them weaponry any good?"[/color]

 

[Drakmorg]

[color=ff9966]"I don't know anyone else's name. It's better if you go first."[/color]

 

[Vakra jal]

West coast of America
The tombstone immortal assault had been quick and precise. Eliminating non-key project members, most of the WK engineers and the SOS development team. Those left alive were the the small team focusing on CA and members of the other projects with previous involvement of the project. These survivors were bundled up and placed on a Triton to be extracted and transported to a new lab, directly in Tombstones back yard of operations in South Africa. The large Neptune dropship took off with CA intact and secure. It departed, flanked by the Tritons as the oil rig disintegrates into nothingness.

South Africa, undisclosed location

"So it's done? I see. We will be prepped to recieve more than the usual shipment." She placed a hair out of place back into its postion.
"CA is a waste of time. Tombstone can handle anything. In 3 weeks we will have full production, in 3 months a full Siren Corp." She uncrossed her legs and stood up, facing the window.
"I'll entertain it for a bit longer anyhow.....you're the boss" A curt smile appeared for a second on her face
"We've got it on lock down and hushed up. It will stay that way too. As long as we can keep the dragon away from home..........you can have your war"

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"Well excuse us for throwing out them stabbing each other with needles or whatever they did. I mean really, they didn't even know about miasma." Candace sounded like a petulant child. "And there were some among the noble houses who wanted to just kill them outright. Others gave them the means to defend themselves."

 

[Silence]

Otherworld

"Okay." The kids discussed among themselves, finally calling the name Lian, and a smaller kid ran forwards, trying to get through the chain. He failed, and walked to the side disappointed.
The other side discussed among themselves, then called Serio. He charged, then tried to go between Nina and another kid.

[hr]

Avinah

[color=e50000]"I don't even know what miasma is. And discussing between killing them and taking over their lands, sounds more like blackmail than helping."[/color]

 

[Vakra jal]

Scathis, Aeyrie, Capital city, midday
Gha'Deldur'ha'ona was curled up in his study. Adorned with a grand cloak of regal fashion and bearing a platinum circlet, the huge ruler of Scathis was in full attire befitting his station. Near ever inch of scales featuring some ornamentation of some kind. Each pendant and medallion, bracer and band representing an oath sworn to lead. Indeed one might view the opulent dress as one of extravagance but in truth it represents the bondage of leadership, to remind the ruler of their place......to show any Scath who would challenge them why they bore the title Deldur'ha'ona.
Gha was feeling the strain presently. With the disappearance of his son and heir his ability had been called into question, so soon after a recent challenge as well. He couldn't keep it secret long. Whether or not the people were attached to their prince was not the question. It showed weakness, inability to protect family. Eyes would turn to the Hrem......Gha couldn't stifle a call for war if that happened. No proof would be enough for the blood hungry Barons.
He sighed as a slender, black Scath slunk into the room, slightly larger than he was.
"Fel'a luu be'phon. Be'phon suuk" he mumbled and gazed out of the huge archway. The red and scarred landscape of Scathis filling his vision.
The other Scath remained stern as she gazed at Gha. She wore nothing but dull silver bracelets that stood out against the deep and consuming black of her scales. "He will be okay" she said dispassionately. "Even if they found out, you can stifle the mob for a time. We didn't raise an heir who couldn't look out for himself"
Gha looked into his partners eyes now, the light blue abyss that burned in her eye sockets a gaze even he cannot hold. He averted his eyes. The other Scath was quiet suprised by this. When Gha remained silent the other Scath bowed gracefully "Yek'ur, Deldur'ha'ona. Ana'k tzek gy vor" she said before leaving the large room again.
Gha grunted and turned his gaze back out of the window. "Tzek gy vor..Ana'ur ullkra gy vor" he mumbled under his breath

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Otherworld

Yauna shrugged and said, "I have no idea. I think so, though."

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"We didn't take it all over. And Miasma is... When something is rotten or polluted or whatever, it produces this invisible gas that causes illness." Candace explained.