NationStates Jolt Archive

"The airship is civilian, so I wouldn't say it would do well against radar guided missiles. IR is useless due to the propulsion system. The warthog may not be such a bad idea; the A-10 is famus for its ability to soak up damage, and it maneuvers exceptionally well for a an airplane, particularly at low altitude. I can tell you want to go to the tunnels, but since we already know there are dangers in there, it may not be a great idea. I leave the decision to you though, since you are the only one who knows them, and you are the primary target. It's only fair you get to choose."

Cyrus looked at Lafïel with intensity.

"I stand by you wherever you go."

((lol, don't change it, it's funny))

Lafiël stood next to Cyrus and affectionately leaned on his arm. "Not the plane, silly. Adam came here in a Warthog, a combat jeep. That would probably be the best choice. We can keep moving well in that."

She looks to Adam. "Is that alright with you if we take the Warthog?"

"All right. Lafiël I would like you to stay in the pasenger seat and I'll drive. Nova you take the LAAG and Cryus you are gona sit on the gun Turet. It was only ment for 3 people," Adam says.
"No I'll walk. Cryus you take the gun seat. Just don't touch it and Alex can do the work," Nova says

"Alright, I'll sit in the passenger seat. Um...I'll be right back." She says, retreating into the mansion.

Lafiël steps up the stairs to her chambers. As she looks around at the pristine room, untouched by the rebels, she sighs and opens the door to her wardrobe. Inside, at the back, there is the old military suit of her brother given to her before he passed away. She took off the now tattered, once sparkling dress that was now stained forever by the blood of her friends and enemies, and donned the military jumpsuit. The black fabric fit tightly around her, and the saphire accent worked well with the suit and the shape of her body. The Ahb family had always believed in infusing beatuy into even a military suit. She walked back out the mansion to the Warthog where Cyrus and Adam were already waiting, her beauty subdued by the suit, but she was still exceptionaly radiant.

"Ok, all ready. Where to?" She asked, climbing into the Warthog and trying to make herself as comfortable as possible.

Suddenly the warthog shakes and a cloaked shimer stands on the top of the roll cage. "There is a P2 about 1 click south," Nova says as she decloaks

"'P2'?" Lafiël askes Nova.

"Pelican 2 VLTO Drop Ship," Nova says as she grabs the C-14 and attaches a stand to the Warthog's roll cage

"That's a Phalanixian plane, right? Should we go to it?" She asked Nova.

"It isn't a Phalanix plane. It isn't even a plane. It is a dropship," Nova says
"Fasten your seat belts fthis will be one hell of a ride," Adam says as he starts the Warthog

Lafiël nods. "Oh, sorry."

She buckles herself in.

"Are you ok back there, Cyrus?" She calls over her shoulder.

"I'm ready to go. Besides that bird is out only ticket out of this hell," Nova says as she activates the laser sight

"I'm fine, milady. Looks like a double-grip on this thing."

[i]I just hope I won't have to use it..

Suddenly the Warthog speeds off directly into a muddy path. Nova was taking shots at rebels and there instiolataions as they passed by.

((Oh, ok, heh))

Lafiël held on tightly as they tore around turns, and rounds impacted against the sides.

"There's a lot more rebel activity around here than I thought." She said.

((I'm at my school so not much longer))
Adam speed the warthog faster than it was ment to.
Suddenly a unlucky rebel pops up and is ran over by the 'hog
"Road kill," Adam says

"I expected it. I tend to expect the worst and hope for the best. It's one of those things you have to learn when.."

Cyrus cut off unexpectedly as he spotted something in the sky, coming up from behind the warthog. It was just a distant speck, but it didn't strike him as a bird.

"Adam, you got any binoculars somewhere in here?"

"No. Nova use your implant for a closer look," Adam says.
Nova quickly turns around and looks at the speck.

*zoom*

[It's a civilian helicopter, closing in. Further zoom reveals weapons modifications on the exterior hull and an armed person sitting next to the pilot.]

"We may have a problem. Want me to shoot them down?" Nova asks as she cocks a 50 cal round

"I think you should. It'd be best to not take any chances." Lafiël commented, squinting at the helicopter.

Nova smirked and opened fire on the pilot of the choper with 50 cal sniper rounds

The helicopter shook and shuddered under the shots, and the pilot was hit, splattering his chest over the cockpit. Before the chopper went down, a single rocket was snapped off. It spiraled into a nearby building, sending rocks and debris drizzling down on the jeep.

"Bulls eye," Nova says with a evil smirk across her face.

"Good shot. However, this is bad news. They know where we are now, and obviously have the rescources to attack again. I doubt they will give up now, it is a matter of life or death to them at this point."

Lafiël nods in agreement, and notices they are almost to the dropship. A tank's main cannon turns the corner.

"Tank!" She gasps.

The hatch of the tank opens and Count Rafiel exits the tank...He shout to the tank "Blast, it's ok, don't shoot. They are friends!"

"Don't shoot! They're friendlies!" The Countess shouted to Nova and Cyrus.

"Stop the 'hog, Ad...Zero, please." She told Adam.

"Hold on tight," Adam says as he guns the hog and does a doughnut and stops the 'hog right beside the tank

Rafiël scratches the back of his neck, smiling "How are you doing?. We were just walking when we found this toy guarded by some rebels...By the way, I want to introduce you a new friend. Blast, get out of that tin can! I want you to meet some important people"

Nova still scaning for rebels fires off one shot litteraly blowing a rebel's head clean off. "Opps. Finger slipedd," Nova says with a smirk across her face

Cyrus climbed out of the jeep. Things were looking up again it seemed.

"Well met again friend", he said to Rafiel, unsure of the greeting customs of the tall elf.

"Oh Cyrus. May Isha bless you. By the way, you own a spaceship do you?, I have a favor to ask..."

"Um...how do I put this. WE HAVE TO MOVE!" Adam says "I'm getting rebel movements everywhere

"Ok, Adam, one second." She tells Adam.

Turning to Rafiel, she says. "This is an Advanced Heavy Assault tank, the strongest tank Cyberutopia has. If the rebels have one of these, or more..."

Lafiël stopped talking all of a sudden, fear building for the first time in her eyes.

"Adam's right, we have to move. What do you need to do with a spaceship, Rafiel? There is a spaceport nearby."

"Nova can handel afew tanks. She has about 5 Anti-Tank rounds left. I checkeed her rifle," Adam says

The Countess shook her head, saying, "No, these tanks can withstand several tank shells. We need to move."

"Don't worry I know each tank that Phalanix has interaced with. I've located a few flaws. One shot into the main cannon can total the cannon," Nova says as she patts her rifle

"Oh, I need a spaceship to get out of this country, I'm now a fugitive of the Aelosian justice, but that can wait". He climbs the tank and begin to enter the hatch. "By the way, Where are you heading at?, Blast had some tank killer skills too. We can escort you"

"Rafiel, I am putting you under the protection of me and my...entourage." She said, giving him a caring smile. "No harm will come to you from Aelosian forces."

Turning to Nova she says, "Well, if you say so."

"If he can opperate a LAAG I'm happy," Nova says as she continues scaning

"Thank you, Countess, but I don't want to owe you another favor, also Blast and I can take care of ourselves...However I will accept a free passage in that spaceship of yours, Cyrus. Let's go!"

He closes the hatch and the tank starts to move...






backwards...hitting the building behind them and taking down one of the walls. Some debris falls over the tank, and a great cloud of dust raises from the fallen wall.

Inside the tank Rafiel shouts "Damn Blast, you are making me look as a dumb in front of the Countess. You told me that you knew how to ride this thing, now, move this damned thing quickly, or let me drive!"

The tank starts to move again, now in the right direction...

(( :lol: ))
Adam just stairs blankly at the tank laughing his ass off.

((Rofl))

The Countess attempts to stifle a giggle, but totally fails, and just barely catches herself from cracking up. To laugh her self into a coma at this time would prove disadvantageous. She climbed back into the Warthog, and patted Adam on the shoulder.

"Let's go. And keep a wide berth from that tank." She tells him, still giggling.

Adam still laughing takes off at full speed when he notices Nova jumped onto the tank when they started off. "Looks like they got a new driver," Adam says as he watches as the tank getts closer

"Yep, she's certainly a better driver, that's for sure." Lafiël says.

"Nova would likely drag race with me," Adam says with a laugh

"You two should try that, once we're out of this mess. Is there a radio in this jeep?"

[geez, practically nothing for days and then everyone's back when I'm gone. I don't seem to be able to catch a break]

Cyrus felt that their luck was indeed picking up. He would have liked to talk a little more with Rafiel and ensure him that he would get safe passage, but the tank and the jeep were just too noisy for any conversation besides shouting out your lungs.

"You can borrow my radio, Lafïel", he said. He handed it over, not sure if she had heard him.

((Heh, sorry. Just the way the world spins.))

Lafiël nodded, showing she had heard him, and took the radio from his hand. She inspected it for a moment, and then thumbed it on, setting it the the frequency of Rafiel's tank.

"Rafiel, come in." She said into the receiver.

"We're here, Nova is now riding the tank. Where are we heading now?"

"I believe we're heading to a dropship about a quarter of a klick away." Lafiël pauses for a moment. "Rafiel, what happened? Why are you a fugitive now?"

The voice of Rafiël softens "A political affair. My father supported the wrong party in the civil war, and now he's charged of high treason. The forces of my House fought against the rebels, under the orders of my father. However I was the commander of those men, so I have to explain their actions. The Shadow Weavers protected the former Prince, that makes me a traitor."

"Let's suppose the Cyberutopia rebels succeed, and they make a new goverment. You, and all people who supported the former regime would be traitors, no?"

Cyrus couldn't overhear the conversation, but he was interested in the answer. After all, it might have political consequences to transport Rafiel. Not that he cared much about the consequences themselves - involvement could, and would be, officially denied, and the airship was a diplomatic vessel this time. But he wondered about Rafiel. He wasn't worried yet, the shadow elf could obviously take care of himself.

"Lets stop looking at what has happened and focus on now," Adam says as he continues to drive. He quickly looks at a sighn that says Mine Feild and swearves atempting to avoide the mine feild but the Warthog rolls on it's side sending all the ocupants except Adam to the ground. He hung on to the steering wheel when suddenly the Warthog hit a mine sending it flying in the air.
((And Adam is not dead. Just don't find him))

Cyrus slowly got up from rolling over the ground. He felt a bit dizzy again, but there was only one thing on his mind, though he could feel bruises all over.

"LAFIËL! Are you alright?"

He ran over to her, only a few meters away on the ground. There she was, with her eyes closed, laying on the cold, hard ground.. for a moment, he was overtaken by the dreadful feeling that she was dead. Then she opened her eyes and looked at his worried face. Elves were built tougher than they looked, he reminded himself.

"Thank god..! Are you okay? Careful! Move slowly, please."

He reached out for her hand, gently applying force to pull her up. He couldn't be sure yet if she had anything broken or not.

The tank's hatch opens and Rafiel and his lupine friend get out of the machine. Rafiel has his rifle in his hand, and the lupine was aiming at everywhere with his huge vulcan cannon.

The elf shouts to the group "Cyrus!, Is she ok?, let's make a perimeter...damned mines"

"Damn it Adam," Nova says as she jumps off the tank and runns over to the Warthog's wreakage. "ADAM!" she shouts hoping that the worst hasn't happened

Lafiël's eye's flicker as they open, and she looks at Cyrus.

"I'm alright." She states, taking Cyrus' hand and regaining her senses. "Just a tad shaken. Is everyone else OK?"

((Nice twist. And Centropolis, you've been doing Lafïel for a while now, and it's alright, but the true spelling is Lafiël.))

((Thanks. I thought it would be fun))
"Adam is missing," Nova says as she flips over the Warthog and looks at the entire left side which is totaly destroyed

"Get inside the tank, we will cover you"

"I'm not leaving my little brother behind," Nova says as she cocks her rifle and continues looking

"Neither am I." Lafiël says, the steely tone of her voice putting down any conflicting thoughts either Rafiel or Cyrus might have.

((I'm gona find a mangled corpse. IT IS NOT ADAM. But Nova will think it is))
Nova walked abit further out and stops and falls to the grgound and starts to cry. She looks down at a dead body with what looks like Adam's plasma sword in it's hand.

The Countess went over to Nova, wondering what was wrong. The closer she came to Nova, the more of a sinking feeling she felt in her stomach. She peered over the Royal Sniper's shoulder, and as she saw what she took to be the form of Adam, salty tears blurred her vision.

"No..." She croaked, struggling against the urge to simply sink against the ground and cry.

Nova had never cried befor but now with her only family dead she felt all alone. She had never been alone until now. She had a non stop stream of tears rolling down her cheeks making up for over 21 years of not crying.
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Adam slowly openedd his eyes. He had expected to be dead. Luck was with him today. He was flung 200 meters away into a hill side which he had rolled down and into a rebel base.

((RP the rebel's reaction to Adam's little entrance))

Lafiël placed a delicate hand on Nova's shoulder, trying to comfort her, but could think of nothing to say.

In the Rebel Base

The rebels stood dumbstruck in various poses of daily life as the strange man came hurtling into their camp. The gathered around him, becoming increasingly confused. Adam's eyes opened to a rifle barrel being poked into his face.

"Who are you, and why did you just roll into our camp?" The rebel growled, obviously pissed.

[Sorry. Lafiël it is.]

"Who the hell are you?", said one rebel.

"It's spy, let's kill him", said another.

"No, someone could hear it. Let's take him in and question him."

"Okay. You and you, grab him and drag him in. No tricks pal, we've got you covered."

Six assault rifles points at Adam. Several more rebels, some with grenades and rocket launchers can be seen further on. This looks like a hastily set up forward rebel base

Adam to weak to move still. Was also smoking from the mine his armor was chared very badly. Only his helmet was missing. Adam just coughed.
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Nova still crying stood up. She was holding a empty clip still. Slowly she whiped away the tears and crushed the clip and slaped a 10cm slug into the canester launcher. "Lets get going," She whispers "And good bye brother."

"Good...bye, Zero." Lafiël choked out.

"C'mon Cyrus, let's go. Tell Rafiel to get back in his tank."

The Countess went and sat back in the passenger seat of the 'Hog and just sat there, brooding.

"Sorry Countess but the Warthog has just seen it's last day. Your riding the tank," Nova says. She quickly walks over to the back of the Warthog and pulls out the extra gear and helps Lafiël out of the Warthog and gives her a M7D pistol. "Take it. It was Adam's," Nova says

"Yeah, I know it's totalled. I just need somewhere to think." Lafiël says quietly, taking the pistol and just staring at it for a moment.

Lafiël gets into the second driver seat of the AHA tank, ignoring everyone else.

"Let's get out of this hellhole. I've had enough friends die today." She said to the mass of steel and titanium surrounding her, willing it to move and sounding emotionally distant.

Nova not boarding the tank stands looking at the Warthog with tears streaming down her eyes. After 21 years of pure pain she cried. She cried her heart out for all the times she had been hurt. She had only known her brother for a few hours. She knew he was a real hero not what they make out killers like her. She knew that he had done what he could to do his job. It was something amazing to watch him die for his friends. He gave them all hope and a chance.

((Hey who is RPing the rebels?))

Tears ran down the Countess' cheek. Some splashed down on the console before her, and other clung to her face. Lafiël let them linger, recalling the short time she had with Adam. She attempted to find a happy memory she spent with Adam, but only negative memories seemed to bubble to her mind. She gave up and banished all emotion from herself, trying to erase the pain of Adam's death.

((Lol, I don't know. Centropolis, you can take over if you want.))

Nova slowly turnedd around and began walking after the tank. She didn't care if she was a target. She didn't care about anything anymore. Her family was dead. As she walked she kickedd a helmet. She picked it up and realized it was Adam's
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Adam felt a sharp pain in his left leg and looked at it and saw about 15 pieces of shrapnel.

A rebel kicked Adam in the side.

"Get up, now!" He ordered.

Adam only hearing his armor crunching slowly stands up fighting the pain to his full hight. Which is far taller than the res tof the rebels

"Now get in the tent! We've got some questions for you!" The rebel yells, prodding him in the back with the barrel of his gun.

Several guns of various makes are subtly trained on Adam.

((Hey I'm gona attack one rebel only shoot Adam in the legs or arms))
Adam suddenly turneed daround and bent the gun barel and bashed the but into the rebel holding the gun shatering his skull,
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Nova ran after the tank now. She quickly caought up to it and jumped don to it.

Didn't this start out as a thread to find a husband?

((Ya it did. Don't look at me how this turned out))

((Blame me, I used it as a precursor for my civil war, and the thread did accomplish the stated purpose, if you'll read it. :wink: ))

As the rebel fell, his face a bloody mess, the others opened fire on him on full automatic, spraying the general area randomly with bullets.

Adam dodging mos tof the bullets fell as multipule rounds entered his legs.

The rebels halt their fire at a shouted command, and they approach Adam.

"Let's try this again. Now, you lie there, and I'll bash you head in." A rebel smirked, bringin his rifle butt down on Adam's head.

"No, wait!" Another rebel shouts, knocking the rifle butt so it misses Adam's head by inches. "We have to interrogate him. Then we kill the scum."

The rebels take Adam to the command tent, under even heavier guard.

Lafiël hears the flurry of gunfire nearby.

"I hate war..." She sobs.

Adam's head was bleeding and he was horibly weak he didn't fight the rebels. He ahd to fight every urge to activate his self destruct and end this.

OOC: Rafiel don't have any animosity towards Cyrus, as a matter of fact, he respects him and wants to be his friend. That's why he called him "partner" in the control room.

IC:

Rafiel gets in the tank, and looks at Nova, trying to find the right words "I'm not good at this, but I'm sorry about your brother, I knew him very little, but he was an awesome warrior and a honorable man. I lost my sister in the war too, so I know how it feels".

Then he turns to Cyrus and the Countess "I'm glad to see you both unscathed and unharmed. By the way....Lafiël, Didn't your family ordered a bodyguard droid to protect you?. I saw one in my way to find you?"

"There is no way to prevent his death only ways to avenge it," Nova says

"That's the spirit, Nova, you're an amazing warrior too and a...interesting woman. Now, Where are we going?"

"I'll drive," Nova says as she picks up Adam's helmet and steps into the Tank

The lupine raises his hand, like trying to say something...

"I got an idea on how we can find this Adam-guy... but if we fail, we die... so wanna make the risk?... by the way, my name is Erick Balsat form K9-01.. but you can call me Blast... sorry about the tank thing, In my planet, everything has four legs (including artillery) and our tecnology is not as advanced as this" he said, hitting the tank's core with the back of his hand...

"Yes. Yes they did." Lafiël answered Rafiel's question simply, still sounding coldly emotionally distant.

"We already found him," Nova says as a tear streaks down her cheek.

The Countess nodded silently and solemnly.

"OK, the warthog stepped on a mine....but I saw Adam's armor, and a power armor like that could withstand that explosion, and the corpse you found didn't had any armor. I hear a firefight nearby, and rebels shouting orders about finding "the big guy that fell from above", it's just a hunch, but maybe it's him" Rafiel says, his ears moving slowly...

Lafiëls ears twitched in tune with Rafiel's.

"I don't know, that corpse was almost positivily Adam's, and his armor had taken many heavy hits before that. It could have easily shattered. As for the shouts, I don't know what to think about that, but please, Rafiel, don't plant false hope in my heart."

"Adam's armor was very weak at the time. He couldn't have stood that. Besides we found his plasma sword," Nova says now starting to cry again

"We can't assure that... and I will not gonna live this planet without some money, or a good fight... so wanna hear me or not?" say the lupine with a cheerful tone

Nova holds up Adam's chared helmet and pulls out Alex which is horably damaged and inserts his chip into a AI slot on her suit.
"Huh what happened?" he asks "If I'm in this suit. No he can't be."

(G2G for the night bye. AND DON"T FIND ADAM. This is for a RP twist I got for later))

"He is." Lafiël whispered sadly just loud enough for Alex to hear.

She looks to Blast. "Alright, what do you have to say?"

Blast put his hand in his pocket, the takes out a small holoprojector sphere. The blueprints of the rebel base appears in front of everyone, showing some red spots that marks the suitable intrances and exits

"I got this from a friend in the aelosian rebellion some time ago. if we can find a way to enter in there, maybe we can find Adam for sure. There's only one problem... The place it's plagerized with troopers and traps... and they can only be desactivated by invading the perimeter by all the intrances at the same time. I know that it looks like mission impossible... but don't worry about it... IF my team and I could made it in a melkorian moon in two days... we can make it in everywhere"

"Stop it, Blast, they don't want to hear more about it, anyway, I think it's a good idea to go to that base and kill the rebel leaders, we need to cut the snake's head if we want to kill it and remain dead"

He turns to Cyrus, "You should get Lafiel into the spaceport and take her out of here in your spaceship, take this rifle, it will be useful", he hands him a ShadowBolt rifle

"Blast, it's a pleasure to have the opportunity to face battle again with you, let's get ready...Nova, Are you coming?, I would like to have a soldier like you backing me up inside there" He grabs a new rifle, some ammo, dark napalm grenades and a helmet, then puts on a light power armor and his stealth cloak.

"Thanks Rafiel, I'll do my best. But does that mean you will not come along? I thought you needed safe passage."

Cyrus looked over the ShadowBolt rifle with slight distrust. He was certain that it was a magnificient weapon, but he would have preferred to use something tried and tested.

"Lafïel.. I'm sorry. I never got the chance to know Adam well, but I can tell he was a great guy. But we have to go, or he died in vain."

"Rafiel, you and Blast aren't a two man army. You'll never even get past the first ring of defense. It's not that I don't have faith in you, it's just that to go in, as two people, against an entire army...I've lost enough friends today." She tells him, tears coming to her eyes again as she climbs out of the tank with Cyrus.

a Team of TSD heavy Troopers armed with AK74's and 2 with MG42 Turrets (portable) sneak into the city.

The Trasians climb onto a buildings roof and starts to look for Lafiël and her friends so the ycould get them outta this town and area and into freindly territory.

TSD Trooper (on radio):This is LT Cason Moer Lafiël if you can hear me you gotta find a building called Black Suns, we are in that building and we are trying to get you guys outta here, there is about 12 Enemy Patrols in the area so watch out, we are from your Country's ally Trasa. Cason Moer signing off

The Countess listened to the radio squawk at her. She thought for a moment about Rafiel going after the rebel leader. Knowing him, he probably wouldn't change his mind.

"Alright, Cyrus, let's go." She tells him, clambering onto the ground below the tank. "Ah...Black Suns, Black Suns..."

Remembering where the Black Suns building is, she begins to walk away, but turns around and goes up to Rafiel. "Rafiel, if you really want to take on the main rebel base...then I won't stop you. But please, be careful."

She hugs him tightly, a few tears streaming down her cheeks, knowing this would probably be the last time she'd ever see Rafiel alive.

"I'm not coming," Nova says as she starts to walk away "I have a score to sette."

"Here you might need this Lafiël," Nova says befor she tosses Lafiël her radar unit. "This may also be the last time you ever see me. Dead or alive."

"I understand, Nova. Best of luck to you. Seeing what you've done before, I have faith in you." She says, wiping her tears away and offering a handshake to Nova.

Nova shakes Lafiël's hand and says "If Adam were here he would have already got you to move out. You should go."

She nods solemnly, and motions for Cyrus to follow her.

"I'll see you around. Maybe." She calls over her shoulder, making her way towards the spaceport, pistol at the ready.

Nova turns and begens walksing through the mine feild. As if by magic she would just step over any mine in her path. She knew where each was located.

"Well, I got nothing to lose. Right now, I prefer to die facing the enemy that to rot in some filthy prison. And maybe we get lucky, as in the Melkorian moon." he hugs Lafiël for the last time, and shakes Cyrus hand
.

"I won't see you again, either I live or I die. I hope this days could be erased from your memories, with all the pain and sadness you'd felt"

He grabs a big bag that was hidden inside the tank. "Come on, Blast, this will be our last mission. Let's show them what we got!"

((Are you going to make a new thread, or move back into the Beginnings of War thread? Perhaps if you wade a new thread, it could be a private RP, just you, me, and the person playing Blast. It could be called Rafiel's Last Mission or something like that. Heh, there I go again, babbling away...))

((I will move it to the Beginning of the war thread...))

((Ok, I'll see you in there soon. Let's wait for Centropolis.))

((Um what about Adam and the rebels?))

((Ah...where were we? Oh yes.))

The rebels sit Adam roughly down in a chair in the tent. A grizzled soldier sits opposite him.

"Alright, punk, let's get this on the road. I've got a few questions for you, and I think you can answer them, got it?" He sneered to Adam.

As the Elves of Cyberutopia have existed among us longer, they have further integrated themselves and their culture into Cyberutopia. As of late, they have formed their own heirarchy. One of the Cyberutopian Elven Countesses has recently expressed a desire to find a husband. Internal matches have failed, and she has put out an international invite to any suitors interested to attend a formal party.

Countess Lafiël:

http://lafiel.b2.st/lafiel03.png


http://www.tm001d6792.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/hitit3.jpg

((Don't spam up a good thread freak. MODS please delete that post.))

Adam spat at his interigators face. He didn't care about anything any more.

((Yeah, go away, but...lol.))

The interrogator wiped the spit off of his face, and tried to regain his temper and not kill Adam outright. He took out a switchblade, and drove it into Adam's hand, slowly twisting it.

"Let's try that again. You will answer my questions, got it?"

Adam kept ignoring the pain. He spat again at his interigator. this time he made sure it was a louge(sp?). He smiled when he saw it hit his interigator's face.

in the BS building the Trasians are still waiting.

Trooper:sir i got movment from a Enemy Patrol!

Officer Moer:ALERT RED!

the Troopers get ready to fight.

a Grenade goes through the Window.

Trooper:GRENADE TAKE COV"

the grenade exploads takeing 6 of the 8 TSD troops out.

Moer and 1 Trooper still live. barely.

Moer (On Radio):DON'T GO TO THE BS BUILDING! WE ARE BEING DECIMATED HERE! they ambushed us, we cannot escape and *Shots ring*

Moer falls onto the radio set dead.

the Trooper fires 9 shots before going down also

[I'll assume what's left of us finish this thread then?]

"I wish you well, friend. Go with the luck, if not with the stars", he said to Rafiel. He had come to know the elf as a man of honor, intergity and style rarely seen.

"Maybe you will be proven wrong and we meet again. Who knows? You will always be welcome in Centropolis."

He slowly turned to Lafiël as Rafiel prepared his "last mission". It seemed a bit fatalistic to call it that, but maybe elves were like that.

"We should consider the possibility that the rebels have anticipated our move. I would need a long distance radio to get an air escort out of Cyberutopia. If we wait until we get to the airship, we would have to wait there, or go without."

"Then you may need my help," Nova says as she turns around and begens walking back

Lafiël was about to speak, but the radio interrupted her. "Damn. Corellon be with us, we've got to move."

She turned to Nova and smiled at her. "Your help is always appreciated, Nova."

"The spaceport isn't far off. We can make it there soon, if we hurry." She said to both of them.

Lafiël looked around. She recalled the various services of the area to her mind. She remembered a used car dealership nearby.

"There's also an old car dealership nearby. If you don't mind riding in a junker, we can make the spaceport in half the time, I bet. We'll be very vulernable, however. From the spaceport, we can make it to Centropolis easily. And don't worry, the rebels will have not taken the spaceport. If they did, the war would probably be over by now, and we'd all be dead."

At the Rebel Camp

"Listen to me, God damnit!" The rebel yelled. "You're useless."

Outside, he approached three rebels. "I can't get anything out of him. He's yours."

The three rebels went in the tent with their weapons, and some torture devices.

"Let's have a little fun, ok, punk?" One rebel said as he tied him up to a rack.

"Actualy. Just give me about 15 min I can have the Warthog running again," Nova says "I needed Alex to work it again."
Nova pulls out 5 vials of Nano-bots and starts pouring them on the damaged engin and hooked Alex up into the nano-interface and let him go to work

"Hmm, alright, Nova, do your stuff." She said, taking out the pistol and looking around for any rebels.

Turning to Cyrus, she said. "Once we're out of this, we need to talk."

Nova quickly put her canester rifle down and grabed the tool kit from the 'hog and began reparing the roll cage.
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Adam waited for the rebel to kill him. He knew he would try soon.

Once Adam was tied up, one of the rebels lashed him with a rubber hose until his back was coated in a fine layer of blood, and then poured salt on him. The other one skinned the back of his neck, his hands, and his shins.

"You know that you will have to do better than that," Adam says as he smirks "Or atleast as a question bitch."

[damn slow board.. can barely post]

Cyrus just nodded at Lafiël in response. Yes, they had to talk, indeed. But that was when they got to safety.

"I thought the warthog was totalled."

He watched Nova now rumble in the engine room of the jeep with her tools, concentrated on her work and not answering.


In the rebel camp

"Enough of this, there must be a better way to get quick answers. We don't have all day. Got get the serum. If that doesn't work, we'll make an example of him. Quit the flogging and strap him up, we'll see if water and electricity works better on him."

"Um you havn't asked a question yet dumb ass," Adam says as he almost breaks out laughing. He had been trained to endure torture. Little did he know that the nano-bots were still in his system healing him.

In the rebel base

"We don't need to, tough guy. You know what we want to know already, don't you?"

The man kicked Adam in his wounds. When his torturer came back, they injected him with the serum - a dangerously large amount, but they didn't care. Then they put electrodes all over his body while the serum set in.

"Okay, here's the questions, if you want them. You can't be alone. Where's the others?"

Adam didn't answer, so the interrogator nodded to the one at the switch. Adam's body twitched under the electric shock, but he didn't say anything.

"That was setting one. I don't like to repeat myself, so we'll go up to setting two now. Where are the others? How many, and what are they doing?"

"Dead," Adam says "The jeep fliped and landed on a mine killing the others. I was sent flying. I only liveed because of my Armor."

In the rebel base

"Hm. Maybe he's telling the truth now. He dropped right in here", the rebels said to the others.

"Okay then, who are you, and who did you come with?"

"Lt. Alan Kyton. I was moving 4 prisoners," Adam says

((I'll hand this over to Centropolis, he's doing a good job. I'll provide commentary. The Cyberutopian army doesn't take rebel prisoners.))

[thanks, but please consider yourself a stand-in]

In the rebel base

"I dunno, I think he's lying now. Someone should check it out", said the female.

"Yeah. I agree. You there, what's the location where this happened?",said the rebel to Adam.

"I forget. I'm still alittle blury form the mine," Adam says

In the rebel base

"He's just stalling now", said the female.

"Check if the serum is working", replied the other rebel.

"I think he's resisting."

"He got a dose that could drop a rhino. Okay, give him some more then."

"Alan, I don't like to hear that. I am your friend. I want to know. You want to cooperate, understand? Now, where the location? Could you point it out on a map for me, your friend?"

Adam just lift his hand up as high as he can and points west. "About 3 miles that way," he says

((Right around there a difrent Warthog crashed into a mine killing everyone. And yes Phalanix does take prisoners))

[I'll stop here for now]

In the rebel base

"Send out a patrol to check it out."

"See Alan, that wasn't so hard, was it? Now you can rest.. we'll come back later and have a nice chat again", said the interrogator.

"Take him down. Give him some water, he may still be useful. But if he's lying.."

The man made a gesture to the others watching, cutting over his throat with the side of his hand. They removed the electrodes and let him down, cuffed. The rebels left him alone in the room.

Adam was weak and let the nano-bots in his system start to work again. Adam bent hi leg so he could reach it and began to remove the shrapnel in his leg

((Is the jeep fixed?))

((Is now))
Nova walked over to the Wathog's hod and slams it down and hops in the driver's seat. "Ok lets give this a try," she says as she turns the ignition and the raoar of the engin coming to life can be heard

"Thanks, Nova. You've probably saved our lives by getting that thing to work." She says, climbing in.

"Well you can walk," Nova says with a laugh

"Ever tried taking a walk where everyone wants to kill you?" She asked, returning the laugh.

"Well got your friend on befor I have to," Nova says

((I am going to assume that Cyrus got on, ok?))

"Ok, let's go, Nova. And watch out for minefields." Lafiël tells her.

"No need I'm a telipath remember," Nova says as she gunns the gass and heads right into tghe mine feild dodging every mine some just barley.

((RP the rebels))

Lafiël nods, watching the gutted buildings and corpses blur into one chaotic mess of carnage as they speed by. Her reflection upon the war is once again shattered by the sound of bullets from rebels taking potshots bounching off of the armored Warthog. At one point, a rocket's burning form blasts into the concrete before them, rupturing the ground below them.

Nova expecting this raises a MXD and fires when she senses a rebel in her line of fire.

[Is Adam going to do anything in the base or just wait for the rebels to come back?]

Cyrus swirled the rear machine gun around and sprayed supressive fire upon the rebels, killing a few that didn't doge quickly enough. As Nova speeded forward, he continued to lay a carpet of death over the once peaceful, pastoral field.

"Lafiël", he shouted over the gunfire, "I have some grenades in my pack. Got them from the mansion rebels."

((Adam is way to weak))

Lafiël jolted, as if from an electric shock, in the Warthog as she, Nova and Cyrus sped towards the spaceport. Her hand moved slowly to her heart, touching it lightly, and she knew Rafiel was gone. But as Cyrus spoke to her, she shook herself out of the thought. She could grieve later.

"Got a purpose in mind for them?" She yelled back to Cyrus, fishing the grenades out of the pack.

"Pass them here. I'm the one who knows what to do remember," Nova says as she putts down a empty MXD and reaches her hand back waiting for a grenade
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Adam just lay there to weak. The adrenalin had finaly been flushedd from his system

"There's a machine gun nest ahead, you think you can take it out?", he shouted to Nova while he kept firing.

"Eh, Lafiël, you think you can pass me some more ammo? Careful, don't touch the empty cartridges."

In the rebel base

Someone came in with a glass of water but then noticed Adam and thought he was unconsious. The rebel kneeled down to take a closer look. She was just a young girl, still in her teens, but she dressed in khaki like a soldier, and had a rifle slung over her back.

Adam slowly opened his eyes and thought about taking advantage of this moment. But he was to beaten and woundeed to even try

Lafiël slapped a grenade into Nova's palm, and struggled to get a chain of ammunition to Cyrus.

"Sorry, it's really heavy." She told Cyrus, finally getting the chain gun ammo into Cyrus' gun.

Nova smiled as she preped dit and trhrow it out into a building and gunned the Warthog again and afew seconds later the building came crashing down killing every rebel inside

Lafiël winced slightly at the carnage and massive loss of life, but, she reminded herself, these rebellious men and women had killed dozens of her friends today, and two of the greatest men she ever knew.

"Thanks dear", Cyrus said to Lafiël and began to attach the chain to his gun.

"I hope Rafiel makes it", he muttered to himself. He didn't allow himself to reflect on lost comrades or potentially lost comrades the way Lafiël obviously did. He saved it for later, when he had the luxury of time to grieve.

"How on earth did I end up in this mess", he continued to mutter to himself as he began to spray the field with supressive fire again, taking out any rebels careless enough to show up a few seconds too long.

((We'd be at the spaceport by now, so no more shooting.))

"Finally, I thought we'd never get here", Cyrus said as he could see the spaceport tower loom ahead. "Just as well, I'm out of ammo. Let me contact the airship and we'll be off shortly. Lafiël, you may need to talk to security to let us through. With all the fighting and the rebels around, I wouldn't be surprised if they're just a bit weary."

In the rebel base

A while after the young rebel had left, the interrogators (torturers) came back. Someone splashed a bucket of ice-cold water on Adam to wake him up.

"How do you feel this fine day, Alan? It looks like you check out, after all. But then we have a problem, what are we going to do with you?"

"I say we shoot him. He's useless now."

"No, no, I have a much better idea. Freshen him up a bit, we'll take him to the transmitter."

Adam was inject with a stim shot by the woman. Two strong men pulled him up and dragged him along as the interrogator walked. They soon entered another building in the rebel base, this one had a tall structure on top of it. They put Adam in a chair and the man spoke again.

"You're going to be a tv star! Just read what I write down on this paper. We'll tape it to make sure you get it right."

"Ya ya," Adam says as he smirks. That stim he was given had reactivated the nano-bot's in his system and they begun repairing him again. He slowly went over his armor's remaining systems and found the strength enhancer was still online as well as the self-district(sp)

((tell me what the paper says))

The Warthog came to a checkpoint, but there was no conflict, and they easily got through. The 'Hog came to stop before Cyrus' airship, and Lafiël stepped out. Two fighters took off nearby, waiting to escort the airship.

Lafiël turned to Nova. "Are you going to come with us, or stay here and fight the rebels?"

"Best I do," Nova says as she grabs the back up gear and jumps out

[Oh dear, you don't want to make it easy for me.. lol]

In the rebel base

The paper reads:

"I, Lt. Alan Kyton, hereby denounce and condemn the heinous elf-contaminated government of Cyberutopia which wrongfully supresses the freedom of the people of Cyberutopia. They violate our basic human rights of liberty and the freedom to start businesses, murder our children and seek to destroy our free spirits at every turn. But we, the army of freedom fighters will never give up, never surrender. I have seen the light, and by my own free will joined the freedom fighters. I will never again serve the tyranny of Cyberutopia. We shall overcome! Hail Cyberutopia! The elven tyranny will soon fall, and you can be part of our proud free nation! Join the freedom fighters today!"

"So you're leaving us? Very well...thank you again, Nova." Lafiël says, holding out a hand to the sniper. "Do well out there. Perhaps we'll meet again."

"C'mon, Cyrus, there's a rebel group coming this way, and we can't afford to be caught in the crossfire."

Adam just smiles as he locks over the paper. He slowly putts his armor back on and lets the Gel stick to him and he holds the papare out and crushes it. "Pay back time," he says as he punches the rebel that handed him the paper sending him flying
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"Screw it the other RS members can handel it," Nova says as she runns over to the others

Lafiël smiled as she saw Nova come running to her.

"That's great that you're coming, Nova. Well, let's hurry." She said warmly.

"Well then lets move now," Nova says

Suddenly an elf, dressed in the uniform of the Aelosian navy captains, with several medals shining in his chest, approaches Lafiël, bows and says:

"Madam, I need your help. Are you Countess Lafiël?. I'm searching for a rogue elf, his name is Rafiel, I was told that he left his unit to find you. I got some very important news for him. Had you seen him?. Where can I find him?"

Behind him several armed Corps Honor Guard stand near a dropship of the Aelosian navy, watching the surroundings.

Lafiël looked up at the captain and shook her head sadly.

"Yes, I am the Countess Lafiël. No, you will not find Rafiel on this Earth any longer, however. He has passed from this world, fighting for me." She said sorrowfully.

"Ehm, please tell me the truth. I really need to find him. All charges against him were retired, he's no longer a fugitive. I know you want to help him, but there's no need for that. I'm here sent by the High Command of the Fleet to give him this news. All his properties and titles were restored. Now he can come back to Aelosia"

"I'm not lying. He's dead." She said, and angry glint in her eye.

The captain eyes show surprise, sorrow and shame at the same time "Oh, I see...sorry. I didn't mean to disrespect you". Then he stares at the floor, scatching the back of his neck in a familiar manner. He takes a deep breath, as in deep thoughts, and says "Can you tell me where his body lies?. I'm his cousin, and I promised to my uncle that I will bring him back home, in any way. I hope you could understand me"

"I understand, Captain. He told me he was heading to the rebel HQ. Roughly an hour later, there was a tremendous explosion from the HQ, and I felt him die. That's where he would be, though there's no way to get in and out of there alive." She told the captain.

'Doesn't this make it all the more bittersweet.' Lafiël thought to herself sarcastically.

"Thank you. May Isha and the Valar bless you"

Then he turns to his honor guard "You heard the lady, let's move, I want to know where is that rebel HQ, and I want to meet my cousin there. Call for reinforcements. I want two hundred men forming a perimeter around that building. Bring that Falcon Tank here too, maybe we are going to need it"

The guards leave to carry his orders. He starts to walk after them, but he stops after a few steps. Without turning around he asks to Lafiël

"You felt him die?. I can't understand that"

"I felt him die to," Nova says as she steps forth "And I'm only a human."

"Then he died in terrible pain, and with great grief in his heart. You feel the death of an Aelosian when he dies in that manner, because his soul didn't want to leave this world and enter the Halls of Mandos. You both should be very sensitive anyway, because my cousin Rafiel was a very merry fellow. I didn't saw him cry even once...I'm leaving now, I need to pay a debt" Then he leaves, his sorrow painted in his way of walking.

"But he did say he would rather die in battle," Nova shouts back "And he took alot of those bastards with him. Hey and do some damage for me. They killed my brother!"

"We will, that's a promise, I won't leave a single one of those damn rebel alive. It's strange what you told me. Rafiel didn't wanted to die in battle, he wanted to marry, and have a nice farm in the craftworld with a lot of kids running around. That was his dream. Maybe this war changed him..."

"It changes us all. I can feel it changed you as well," Nova says. "And it turned a little girl into a killer," she says sighlently

(OOC Who is Nova's brother? One of my characters might know them.)

((Zero aka Adam. He is alive but she dosn't know this yet))

OOC: wow this is gone a long way since last I looked.

Cyrus had only listened to the conversation between Lafiël and the Aelosia Captain. He didn't feel like saying anything about it, his heart was heavy. He didn't want to belive that Rafiel was dead, but also he could feel the truth when he heard it.

"Farewell, Rafiel. Go with the stars", said quietly to himself. Then he turned to Lafiël. He couldn't help but wonder how much more sadness had added to her already heavy burden, and he wondered if he could ever really help to heal it.

"I have contacted the airship. Since the attack on the mansion, it has been closed from the outside, waiting for my return. We can go now."

"Good then, let's get out of this hellhole. No reason to die now." She said with a hint of bitterness in her voice.

Lafiël begins to walk slowly towards the airship, and stands before the hulk of metal, looking up at it.

'And to think I started this all...I don't know if I can live with it.' She thought to herself, thinking of all the misery of the day, starting with the attack on her residence. 'All I ever wanted was to live a life. This isn't what I wished for.'

And I wished I wasn't a killer anymore. Nova sends to Lafiël's mind as she walks

Lafiël jumps at Nova's voice appearing in her head.

'Once you've killed, you can't go back. Looks like neither can I, now.' Lafiël thought, hoping Nova would hear it.

They raised me to be a killer from 5. You were raised to rule.

'And I hope I can accomplish that. This war has made me rethink a lot of things. I've seen raw emotion, the will to survive, and things none should ever have to witness. I don't feel like I know anything anymore.' The Countess thinks to herself sadly.

If Adam were alive right now I would be in a much better mood.
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"DIE YOU SONS OF BITCHES!!!!!" Adam shouts as he cracks a rebels neck

((Rofl!))

'As would I, Nova, as would I. But that won't bring him back. Let's go. We can't afford to stay here any longer.'

((I thought that would be funny))
"Yes lets leave."
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"DDDDDDDDDDIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Adam shouts as he lifts up another rebel and throws him into a group of others

((Sorry for controlling your character, Centropolis.))

Cyrus gets into the airship and pulls up Lafiël and Nova after him. He signals to the captian, and the airship lifts gently into the air. Two fighters glide next to them, their pulse-detonation engines glowing a bright green in the night.

((Anyone else here know what PDEs are?))

((Bump!))

[Don't worry about it. PDE - efficient, high supersonic type of jet engine. Expected to be able to propel aircraft at Mach 5. Must be helluva loud.]

"With this kind of escort, there is no reason to keep it slow. Captain, take us above the mesosphere and calculate a course to Centropolis at maximum speed."

He looked at Lafiël, but didn't say anything. He looked out the windows - the military version of the airship wasn't going to have any - and thought about all that had happened since the day he came to Cyberutopia. He felt empty. Adam.. Rafiel.. was it really worth it?

Yes! Imagine what would have happened if the rebels had succeeded. They might still win, too.

Cyrus didn't think so though. The rebels weren't well equipped, and while they had a lot of resolve, they now fought in the open, where Cyberutopian troops could find them and make battle. Then there was the fact that the rebels didn't seem to have much in the way of air support. No, the rebellion was doomed. It would be crushed, but some would survive and go underground, creating yet antoher fanatical terrorist group in the world, as if it was needed.

"Please make yourself comfortable. You can take a bath and get some new clothes. I'm going to change myself, I'll show you the way."

The airship was more like a luxury liner than an aircraft. Sure, it was a prototype, but this kind of airship was intended to replace the aircraft trafficking the Centropolis/Exaltion airspace. It had more comforts than airliners, and in time, it would be the fastest way to travel. Cyrus didn't say much, but he showed Lafiël to the bathrooms, five in total, including a steambath and a pool. As for Nova.. well, that was her choice. She was hard to get to know, he felt. They hadn't exactly started out well either.

meanwhile a Black Suns Security team lies dead except 1 who is heavily wounded

Trooper:I pray that the lord deliver me

then he starts to crawl to the airport

((Close...not a jet engine, however.))

Lafiël followed Cyrus though the airship, resolving to take a bath. She felt she needed it.

"Cyrus, meet me in the lounge when you're done, alright?" She told him, smiling.

She went to the bath and removed her clothing. Slipping into the soothing water, she let her thoughts wander. They eventually led her to those who had died for her in battle, to secure her life. Feeling suddenly alone and grief stricken, she finished cleansing herself and dried off. Locating a brilliantly white robe, she put it on, feeling the soft material and letting it soothe her. She walked to where Cyrus had shown her where the lounge was, and laid down on a couch. Guilt swam within her, feeling like snakes constricting her body.

the BlackSuns guard crawls slowly towards the Barbed wire adn brings out some WireCutters and cutes a hole he could fit through in the fence

Guard:finally i'll beable to get out of this hellhole

He crawls through the Hole and heads towards a small Airplane and carfully gets in

High up in the skies, above the normal air traffic, the airship began to accelerate at the steady pace of 1 g, slow compared to the escorting fighters to maintain the comfort of the passengers, but it continued to speed up until it broke the sound wall and still accelerated without change. Soon, the airship would leave Cyberutopian airspace completely, and the escorts would be left behind.

Cyrus felt better after taking a bath, finally getting rid of his bloodied, ruined suit and military outfit. Just as a precaution, he still kept the SIG in a shoulder holster as he put on a light grey business suit. He went to the lounge, finding Lafiël sitting quietly by herself. Nova was no where in sight.

[i]Maybe she's freshening up too. If there's enough woman left in her.

"I've ordered some food. It should be here soon. Mind if I take a seat?"

She nodded and smiled a little in response, and he sat down next to her. The lounge was a comfortable place with couches, tables and a fine view through large windows surrounding the whole place, though right now you could only see the sky rushing by.

((PDEs, or pulse detonation engines, mix fuel and air, and then detonate it, making a shock wave that propels the engine and it's load forwards. The key difference is that is uses explosions, so it can't be a jet engine. An explosion in a jet engine would tear it apart.))

"Once again, I apologize for what I have brought upon you today." She said timidly.

She looked up into his eyes, and was immeditely comforted by them.

"Before I ask you a few things about Centropolis, I'd like to get something out of the way that's been hanging over me, if that's alright with you." She said sweetly, smiling at him.

[My car engine uses explosions, but that doesn't mean I blow up every time I drive ^_-]

"I'd imagine there's a few things we both would like to set straight", he said, returning her smile. It was so easy to feel better just by looking at her. "I'll be happy to give you the first-hand inside story. But by all means.. you first."

"Thank you." She said, and moved closer to him.

Lafiël took a breath, calming herself and pressed her lips to his, her sweet smell washing over him.

"Thank you again. I've just wanted to do that for a while." She said, blushing and smiling shyly. "Now it's your turn."

He didn't answer her in words. Instead, he just leaned forward and returned her kiss with one of his own. Very gently, he embraced her as their lips met again.

http://medlem.spray.se/angeleyes/mixpix/duke_of_centropolis.gif

As they slowly withdrew from the tender moment, in which he felt closer to her than ever before, he smiled broadly, with a mischevious glimmer in his eyes.

"I'm sorry. I bet that wasn't what you meant. Now I'm doubly glad I had the chance to clean up."

A servant came into the lounge with a table on wheels. Obviously a serving car with food on it. The smell suddenly reminded Cyrus that he was hungry as a starving wolf, and he could imagine that Lafiël felt the same.

"How about we eat, and I'll tell you a little about my country", he smiled to her. "It's not polite to not wait for Nova, but maybe she'll show up soon enough."

The BS guard starts the planes engin and lifts off

BS:yes! i am getting outta here!

((RP the rebels. Adam has already gone balistic))

Lafiël nodded her agreement. She was famished as well.

"So, tell me of your country." She said as she looked over the food placed before them

"So where are we going?" Nova asks as she removes a hair tie letting her hair flow down

"To be perfectly honest, I don't know. Cyrus, where are we headed?" She asked him.

"I'd be happy if we got away from that hell. I hear Paladin Point is still good," Nova says

"Where's that? In Phalanix?"

"Yes in Phalanix. It was the only spot that wasn't nuked," Nova says "I was told that it is a one of a kind spot."

[Meh. They'll better be nice rebels and die properly..]

The rebels were surprised, to say the least, that "Lt Alan" suddenly turned into a combat machine, when he only moments ago had looked next to dead. The leader, or whatever he was, that had interrogated Adam earlier drew a pistol and began to aim at Adam, while two rebel soldiers were so close that they attempted to jump him and take him down by physical force. Close by the tv camera, the teen girl Adam had seen before shouted and pulled down her assault rifle.

"Might as well see it." Lafiël says, looking to Cyrus for permission.

Adam grabed one rebel and hurleed him at his interigator and grabed the other and snaped his neck clean off. He quickly grabed a pistol and aimed at the Girl and suddenly stoppedd

[Edited for continuity]

"Centropolis, where else?", replied Cyrus. He finished a piece of steak and vegetables before continuing. He may have been famished, but he wasn't going to be impolite and talk with his mouth full.

"My father ruled the whole country. When he died, his last wish was a bit strange.. instead of one of us inheriting the throne, he split the country in two. My brother got the major part of the country, Exaltion, while I became Duke of Centropolis, the capital."

He ate a bit more and looked at Nova. "There you are. You want something else to eat? You can order it, just ask the staff. Oh, and we can perhaps pass by Phalanix on the way, if you want?"

Turning back to Lafiël, he finished his short tale. "So my country is a city. A huge one at that, a true metropolis with massive skyscrapers, and a vast underground complex with millions of people. Although we import many basic things like food, we are actually almost completely self-sustaining thanks to the wonders of technology."

"I'm fine," Nova says as she looks out at the carnage

((Adam is waiting so he can cause some damage))

Lafiël listened to Cyrus' description intently, and ate a portion of fish as she waited to talk.

"That's a lot like Cyberutopia's planned future, but without the country being split in two. It will eventually become a gigantic city, actually, it has already come very close. The seperate cities are now often referred to as districts. Though, no one really knows how the country will turn out if the rebels take hold. So, how is the government arranged?" She said, giving him a small smile.

"I aleady know how it will turn out," Nova says as she starts to walk back from the window

"It's pretty unsure right now, I feel." The Countess stated. "Reports have come in that the rebels have gained access to a number of nuclear weapons."

She suddenly looked very sad.

"Would you like to know what would happen?" Nova asks

"Sure, what will happen." Lafiël said, turning slightly to watch Nova.

"First the rebels will colect every person who oposes them and kill them. They will kill the high ranking military offcers and politions against them on live TV then the Elves will be murdered in any way the rebels want. Then all elf made objects will be destoryed as well as any half elf will be killed. Some lucky elves will be made into slaves. But they too will die," Nova says

"But that's if the rebels win. Best case scenario if the standing goverment stays in place is that it will take decades to recover. Worst case is that the rebels go underground, come back a few years later, and take over from the weakened government easily." She said, with a hint of false hope in her voice.

The Black Suns Guard dies from Bloodloss, in the Main Black Suns Building most of the Personell is in the Underground labs and storage area's

Scientist:Where is Patrol 102?

Trooper:I don't know sir, is there a problem?

Scientist:They havn't reported in from their Patrol

Trooper:If i make contact with them i will let you know sir

Scientist:See that you do

Trooper:Yes sir.

Scientist:Carry on

"They have won the psycological war but not the physical war," Nova says

2 Black Suns security guards keep a eye on the Black suns Enterance

BS 1: I hear that the TSD troops are being slaughtered by rebel Hit-and-Fade tatics


BS 2: yeah i know, the Head Scientist is thinking if Calling Admerial Rykov for more Black Suns Troopers.


BS 1:Yeah taht would make things easier on us wouldn't it?



OOC:

The Fasility's Complement of Men and women is 300 Troopers 200 Scientists

"From what I've seen, I don't expect the rebels to win.. unless there's dissention in the ranks of the Cyberutopian army and government."

Cyrus reached out and squeezed Lafiël's shoulder in an attempt to comfort her. What happened in Phalanix didn't have to happen in Cyberutopia.

"To answer your question, we have a parliament with elected representatives, though I'm de factor ruler. Actually, democracy has been suffering for some time. I foolishly listened to one of my advisors who suggested a more efficient way to govern the country, and the result was pretty much a dictatorship. We're still recovering from that.. so I still have veto in all decisions. My intentions though, is to transfer more power to the prime minister. Business interests are quite strong, thanks to the influences from Exaltion, but we don't let the corporations rule unchecked like my brother does."

((RP the rebels plz))

((So a lot like Britian.))

Lafiël placed a hand on Cyrus' and gave him a reassuring look.

"I see. That is an effective method of government, as I've observed." She said, turning to Cyrus and smiling at him. "There are really two governments in Cyberutopia, and they never interefere with each other. The elven government, which obviously is the one I was raised in, is a Senate of all of the 18 elven Houses which votes about various issues. There is a Chairman who supervises the Senate and is elected from one of the Houses every decade. He has two votes, and the other representatives have one. The Chairman has the power to make a decision about small, unimportant issues that do not require a vote, however. May I ask what place I'll have in the government of Centropolis, if any?"

[Actually, I based it on Switzerland, but yes. No, I'm not Swiss ;)]

"Now that depends."

Cyrus began to smile again. "My wife, should I ever marry, is not automatically involved in the politics, though we have titles of nobility carried over from the past, and unlike so many other countries today, they still mean something. The lords are selected from the noble families by the head of state - me. Then they are formally approved by the parliament, and the new lord normally holds the title for life. The lords act as local governors and political representives, many of them have a firm standing in business as well. The new Royal Grand Duchess would be important in many ways. As for actual political power.. well, given the situation, I could make pretty much anything happen."

Still holding a warm smile, he looked her deeply in the eyes, and turned his hand to hold hers.

"Did you say what I think you just said?"

Lafiël smirked and drew close to Cyrus.

"Yes...yes I did." She said, her smile growing wide and warm, her eyes showing a brightly burning love for him.

"If you are gona start going out with the lovey crap make sure I'm not in the room," Nova says

"Then go out of the room." Lafiël laughs.

As the Elves of Cyberutopia have existed among us longer, they have further integrated themselves and their culture into Cyberutopia. As of late, they have formed their own heirarchy. One of the Cyberutopian Elven Countesses has recently expressed a desire to find a husband. Internal matches have failed, and she has put out an international invite to any suitors interested to attend a formal party.

Countess Lafiël:

http://lafiel.b2.st/lafiel03.png


A Bride Price of three hundred hectares of ancient rainforest, the position of High Priestess of Pleasure at a minor Temple of Pleasure in the Secondary City of Carleiru, five hundred virginal willing slaves (BDSM Submissives) of each gender, and 50 twenty pound solid gold bars is offered to the Countess in exchange for a State Marriage to my youngest (age 25) Son. I am the founder of my Reigon.

As the Elves of Cyberutopia have existed among us longer, they have further integrated themselves and their culture into Cyberutopia. As of late, they have formed their own heirarchy. One of the Cyberutopian Elven Countesses has recently expressed a desire to find a husband. Internal matches have failed, and she has put out an international invite to any suitors interested to attend a formal party.

Countess Lafiël:

http://lafiel.b2.st/lafiel03.png


A Bride Price of three hundred hectares of ancient rainforest, the position of High Priestess of Pleasure at a minor Temple of Pleasure in the Secondary City of Carleiru, five hundred virginal willing slaves (BDSM Submissives) of each gender, and 50 twenty pound solid gold bars is offered to the Countess in exchange for a State Marriage to my youngest (age 25) Son. I am the founder of my Reigon.

OOC:You need to read. She has picked her future husband

Um...no.

((Lol, well...that was entertaining. Moving on...

*mumbles* 500 virgins, damn....))

[Sorry for missing, plenty busy. Edited for neatness.]

Cyrus smile vanished, but he still had a warm, soothing look over his face as he turned to Nova.

"I'm truly sorry for your loss. But let us enjoy what we can. You should too."

There was so much more he wanted to say to Nova, but those simple words covered it well. He looked back at Lafiël and squeezed her hand lightly again, and spoke sincerely, still with that look of inner glow.

"I'm glad. I know now that my life would be empty without you. I love you."

Nova just had a sinlge tear rolling down her cheek. She quickly whiped it away.

Lafiël's heart lept when Cyrus spoke to her. She had known that he loved her deeply, but for anyone to say those powerful words...

She put her arms around Cyrus and looked up at him, the seemingly everpresent sadness gone from her eyes, replaced by peace of mind and happiness.

"I love you too, Cyrus." She said softly, hoping those few words could convey the many feelings rushing through her.

She had said it once before, but her words still lit a warm feeling inside him. He reached out for her in turn, embracing her in a very natural response to his own feelings, and his lips sought hers once more as he leaned forward. The moment felt endless, even heavenly here above the skies together with the woman who held his heart. The world with all its troubles and worries and sadness was gone as if it had never existed, and in that one, truly golden moment, he felt as if they were one soul, finally joined again after long ages of missing her.