NationStates Jolt Archive

((OOC: w00t! I've finaly gotten off my butt and started up the new thread! For the most part this is an open character RP, but it would only make sense that nations that are friendly (or just pretending to be friendly) towards EK would be here.
Most of the regular players from way back are wellcome to join in at any point. If I haven't played with you before please check out the EK website before jumping in. I don't want people to think I'm "godmoding" or anything, because I've played these characters for ages, and people know I always play fair. In the land of chaos though... who knows what could happen....
I'm starting play as Eris and Jai return from their trip to Dreisden. I'm assuming the trip lasted about 3 weeks.... or something like that. I guess I'll leave that up to everyone else... them being gone for a few months would make sense too.
http://www.cybersluagh.com/lynn/lynnsm.jpg
~~~IvyLynn~~~
~Eris's Player~
The Empire of Eris Kallisti (http://www.cybersluagh.com/ErisKallisti)
))


time for the IC stuff *happy dances*:

*Eris stepped off her private jet, glad to be home. She waited at the top of the ladder for Jai to follow along with her. Her lungs took in the Kallistian air and she smiled brightly. Too long away from home had started to make her horribly edgy, but she could feel that fading quickly as the faith of her people surrounded her. Something was off though, and she could tell as soon as she saw her head assistant Nia Starr standing, slightly slouched next to Malea Soulseer (Head of Lycanthropian Relations) at the edge of the carpet that lead to the ladder of the jet. Something was wrong.*

*A seperate jet lands not too far away. On that one was the head of the Kallistian Airforce, Major Jessika Holden, and William Talbet, Head of Human relations. There was also a few others on the second jet, but it was mostly servants. The trip had gone well, not too much excitment, but enough to keep everyone rather busy and out of touch with everyone back home.*

*Jessika waisted no time. She'd been told to take a breather for a few days before she returned to work, and the young Corax was glad to have it. Slipping past William she smirked a little.*

I have to go to my office and drop off my paperwork. I'll catch you later Bill.

*William simply nodded, never being a man of many words... though he hated being called "Bill". It wasn't long before she was heading across the airfield towards the office she shared with Adam Tolwyn. Adam was the officer sent from Kotterdam... he was also the only thing she couldn't stop thinking about while she was gone. Entering the building she tapped her foot waiting for the elevator*

come on... come on....

*She figured he had to be in the office around this time of day. Hopefully she could catch him by supprize. A secret little smile hit her lips. They'd been seeing eachother behind General Noir's back for a while now. The Head of the Kallistian Millitary found relations between people in the same workplace to be unprofessional. For now they were keeping things quiet.*

OOC: Yeah!
The Goddess has returned from her trip!!!

Actually with a major invasion (using Resi designed robots against me!)

the impending invasion of the Lords of War,

one of my passenger ships being hijacked and everyone on board butchered in cold blood,

Trying to maintain order as I integrate a small continent (size of Anartica) into my vast land holdings.

And maintian a protectorate over Clarca...I'm too damn busy to party.... :(

IC: The present ambassador of The Grand Dual Duchy of Alcona and Hubris looks up from reading the newspaper. He is fairly young and unmarried as the possible 'pleasures' of the post would likely cause a divorce and scandal. "Hmm, well that is good to know perhaps I should attempt to gain an audiance...but so many woman, so little time.

Adam stood by the office window, staring out at the airplanes on the tarmac, straining to try and pick out individual figures from this distance. It was like that she would find him, standing in his gull-gray-and-silver Air Force uniform, staring out the window at the men and women disembarking on the tarmac below.

((OOC: eep! lemme know if you need any help! I got a lot on my plate as of late as well, not all of it on NS. hehe))

*Five ships pull into harbor not too long afterwards. Inside are 1,000 virgins ((don't ask LOL)), and they seem to be slightly confused, but Male Clone "David" 23 is organizing them with a amused smirk on his face. Half of them seem to be being led towards the palace, the other half is being led towards living quarters on the grounds by one of "David" 23's assistants*

*Jessika chewed on her lip as she entered the elevator. The short trip upwards made her stomach flutter. Once the elevator stopped, it asked for her security code. Entering it voacly, the doors opened into the large office on the top floor. She hesitated for a moment, seeing Adam standing at the window with his back to her. She cleared her throat, and stepped out of the elevator*

Major Holden reporting Colonel Tolwyn.

*Standing up straight, she smiled a little. In one hand she hald a briefcase, but she was in civilian clothes. A simple pair of jeans, and a red buttondown shirt. And why shouldn't she be? She was currently on vacation for the next few days. Honestly she wanted to run up to him, wrap her arms around his neck... but sometimes she wasn't sure if she should or not even though they were more or less alone.*

Jai stepped out of the plane, and smiled down at Eris. He shifted his gaze up to the bule Kallistian skys that were distinctivly devoid of Nazi banners and any kind of pollution. He took a deep breath of the free Kallistian air...
*fade to white*
*fade into Jai kissing the tarmac*
*fade into Jai doing cartwheels all over the tarmac*
*fade into Jai doing the worm on the tarmac*
*fade into Jai breakdancing on the tarac*
*fade to white again*
*fade to Jai, still standing in the door of the plane*
Jai blinked a couple of times, and shook his head. He looked around, and noticed that he was still where he was about a half-minute ago, the crowd looking at him strangely. He glanced down to Eris, who was still waiting for him.
"Err, sorry babe," Jai said to her, "I guess I'm just glad to be here."
He walked down to her, waving at both Kallistian and Resian reporters. The great thing about owning CNN is that they'll cover for you if you screw up, which has saved his ass more than once.
((OOC: Jai didn't do any of that stuff, it was just what he wanted to do. Just so ya'll know, and don't think he was going too crazy... :P ))

((*dies laughing as she pictures Jai doing that*))

*Eris chuckled softly with a knowing smile*

Its alright. I think we're all glad to be back.

*Taking Jai's arm the walked down the stairs towards the reporters. Eris smiled at them, not really commenting on anything at the moment. Her eyes flittered to the limo waiting to bring them back to the palace, but she waited to see if Jai would want to speak to the news people or not.*

"Just smile and wave," Jai whispered to Eris, "Don't show them too much attention, or they'll jump all over us and we'll never get out of here without someone getting tasered."
Proceeding towards the limo, Jai pretended not to notice or care as the reporters rushed to keep up with the couple, running into each other and causing general chaos as equipment went flying and reporters attempted to catch it or salvage its remains. He wondered if the mere presence of Eris did all that, but he decided that it was best not to ask those questions. No one wants to anger or annoy a goddess of chaos, after all.

Opening the door of the limo for her, Jai guided her inside away from the struggling masses of reporters fighting to break free from each other. Once Eris was safe inside, Jai followed and closed the door on the way in.
"Driver?" Jai asked, "Does this limo have tinted glass?"
"Yessir," the driver replied, "Tinted glass, bulletproof sides, all the comforts of home."
Jai sighed as he leaned on the back seat and loosened his tie a bit. "I guess that means we're finally safe from the public eye now," he said, "unless they have heat vision or something. Which I wouldn't put past 'em. But enough of that..."
Leaning in next to Eris, he spoke in hushed tones, "I'm so glad I actually get to have some time off that I can enjoy with you, and not have to worry about Nazis or giant monsters or the like. It's ironic, really, but somehow being with you relaxes me beyond compare. I wouldn't have stayed sane back there in Dreisden if it wasn't for you."

:TAG:

((Eris, I wonder if Resi has told you the... um... slight turn our IC relationship has taken?))

((OOC: *nods at Roania* your still wellcome to play if you like though))

*Indeed she caused most of the ruckus, but for the most part she couldn't help it. Eris slipped into the limo and tossed her hair over her shoulder as Jai spoke to the driver. A chuckle escaped her throat. He should know she's always well prepared when at home.*

I'm glad you feel you can relax around me Jai, but I have a feeling its not quite time for the party yet....

*Her head motioned to the door as Nia and Malea Soulseer slipped into the limo next, followed by a younger looking american indian woman. The three sat across from Jai and Eris in the limo with their backs to the driver*

Nia: Eris, we have a situation... Malice Tarashibo is dead. The inquisitors of Whispering Voices were practicaly deaf to any kind of compromise we had to offer them. I'm not sure what we're going to do. As of right now there is rumors of his death circulateing among the Kindred of Kallisti city and Anavrin Island, but nothing has been publicly anounced yet. We need to handle this carefully or we could have a vampiric uprising on our hands.

*Eris frowned, leaning back in her seat in thought. Malice had been a dear friend of her's and now she was kicking herself now for not dealing with this personaly. Honestly she hadn't thought it would be a major problem.*

Call his childer.... have her meet us at the palace.

Nia: its already been done. The gaurds are getting nervious that she might do something rash.

*Eris gave a dissmissive wave of her hand*

She won't. I know her well enough to know she won't jepordize her millitary position over the death of a sire she spent the last 50 years hateing. Pavis is mearly feeling sorry for herself. Don't worry.

A most definite TAG. (I've never Rped with you before but I know Resi quite well and am on good IC terms with his nation. Mind me keeping an eye out for a good opportunity to get involved?)

((OOC: your wellcome to jump in at any point once we reach the palace. *nods* the more the merrier *grin*))

"Excuse me," Jai piped in, "but if Malice left any remains behind, we may be able to reconstruct him. This is assuming that he didn't turn to dust when he died. I don't know the politics of all this, but I'm just offering you another option..."
Jai trailed off, thought a second, then began again.
"Did you say 'Pavis'? I think we've met before, or I've at least heard her name somewhere..."
((OOC: Pavis and Jai fought together with Sara against Rasputin in his Phantom mecha, except that Jai was seperated by a few million tons of metal from Pavis, so he might not remember her all too well))

((OOC: hehe I remember that))

*Malea cleared her throat then and shook her head. Her unseeing white eyes lingering almost eeriely(sp?) somewhere in Jai's general area. The younger american indian girl fiddled with a small urn.*

Malice was very old. Unfortunately he turned to ash. And even if we -could- reconstruct him, he wouldn't be the same anyway. I'm no expert in Vampire bio-mechanics, but I doubt he'd be what he was, and that would upset him in general.

*Eris nodded in agreement*

I'll contact the Lady Anavrin herself. Perhaps the eldest of the Kindred can keep things calm untill we can figure out what to do. In the meantime, Nia, I'm assuming you've already put a ban on trade with them... not that we did much tradeing with them to begin with.

*She rolled her eyes. Nia nodded again and sighed. They couldn't afford to go to war over this, but -something- had to be done. Eris then looked to Jai*

You met her before. She helped with a situation with your daughter before. Pavis Noir isn't normaly the most friendly of Kindred, but she gets things done.

OOC: I've got it!

IC:

Frederick settled in, vaguely uncomfortable. His security consultant uniform still was raw on him. "Well... I have to eventually..." He thought, as he boarded the SpacePlane which he and Sara would be taking to see her father and foster-mother.

OOC: I know... but they have to meet eventually. :cry:

((OOC: hehe that works))

*hears crickets... blink blink..... bumps them away*

((OOC: OOPS! >__<
I can't believe I missed posting here!

Erm... Roania? That's a little out of character for Sara, but I'll let it slide because it gives us a more interesting story. Besides, it's not like Jai will get any bad PR out of all this, what with him controlling most of the media present and all. :P ))
IC:
"Hrm, yes..." Jai said, after hearing of Malice's condition, "Normally I'd go ahead and try it anyway, but after that whole Dark Storm Virus incident, I'm less than willing to try any risky projects. I don't want another monster destroying Resi City, after all."
Jai sat back, and after Eris had spoken her piece, he broke in. "Oh yeah!" he exclaimed, "I remember who she is! I'm too young to be having memory loss like this, especially considering my current company."
Jai, at 41, was practically a baby compared to the other people and/or vampires and/or goddesses in the car.
"No offense intended, of course," he quickly added, not wanting to incur wrath from said vampires and goddesses, "In any case, I'll look forward to meeting with Pavis. Any friend of my daughter's is a friend of mine. Well, 'cept for that Alexander guy, but with all those death threats he's made against me, I'm not really to blame there."
-----------------------------------------------------------
Sara takes Frederick's hand.
"Don't worry, hon," she whispers into his ear, "This is nothing compared to what we've been through already. Besides, after we get Daddy's blessing, I'll be more than happy to repay you for the troubles you're going to."
With that, she winked at him, and lead him onto the spaceplane.

OOC: Saddup.

Oh, and there needs to be a clarification. You seem to think that Roania is at war with you. It's not. The entire military might of the Principality is at war with one man.

Your main character. And all who support your main character. And all who support those who support your main character.

Jai has approximately 1.4 billion enemies. He should be proud.

<=========>

IC:

Frederick relaxed backwards. "I know, I know." He absently rubbed her arm. "I never want to see... him... ever again. I've never seen anyone so bent on killing another person. And..." he rested his head in his hands. "I let him hurt you..." The young man sighed, remorsefully. "All I want is for you to be safe. And I know that so long as he lives, you won't be. And since my contacts in Roania have reported that Edmund Hyacinth is dead, he's probably the person in Roania that most supports your people." Frederick didn't need to say what that meant for relations between the two countries.


<=========>

"Straighten up, men!" The commander shouted. "You have been chosen for this mission because you are the best assassins in the RIAS. That means that you are, in all truth, the best of the best. Be proud, gentlemen."

The assassins didn't move a muscle.

The commander continued. "Your mission is simple. The 5 of you will go to Eris Kallisti's main temple. And you *will* plant this holy water bomb. Am I clear?"

"Ja, Herr!"

"And if any of you see an attempt to kill Eris or Jai, take it."

"Ja, Herr!"

((Taggishness for no reason. Maybe I'll join, it's always nice to meet new people IC, or perhaps I''ll just watch. Ah, the mysteries of vacillation.))

((OOC: Holy water bomb...? Is that like a shiney water balloon? :?

And the fact that you want to kill my leader kinda means that my nation would be against it. Through ignorance or culture, most of our people like Jai, and those who don't really don't talk about it.))
IC:
"Ah Fred," Sara said, taking her seat on the spaceplane, "Why can't you leave the past behind us? And politics, too. I want to enjoy my young life, and not have to deal with all that political garbage. Once I inherit the corporation, there will be plenty of time to deal with that."
A voice crackles over the intercom:
"GREATINGS, PUNY HUMANS! ER, I MEAN, VALUED RESI CONSUMERS! RESIAIR SPACEPLANE 12-A WILL SOON BE DEPARTING FOR THE EMPIRE OF ERIS KALLISTI, SO PLEASE HURRY AND TAKE YOUR SEATS. AS PER THE WAVER YOU SIGNED, YOU HAVE AGREED THAT RESIAIR IS NOT RESPONSABLE FOR ANY INCIDENTS THAT MAY OCCUR, AND THAT ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US. THANKS FOR CHOOSING RESIAIR, WE KNOW YOU HAVE A CHOICE WHEN IT COMES TO AIRLINES, AND YOU CHOSE RIGHT. DON'T LET ANYONE TELL YOU OTHERWISE, ESPECIALLY NOT DELTA."
"Damn," Sara said, "the robot's having issues. Its backup persona will kick in soon enough."

((OOC: It would help to know that I'm watching Invader Zim while typing this :P ))

OOC: Sort of. Only made of metal. And with water blessed by a Cardinal.

Eh. Your people don't have any weapons. And I plan to release Dire Wolves onto your island. :twisted: You gave me the idea, Resi...

IC:
The young man looked at her, and then, slowly, he leaned forward and kissed her. After he slowly moved back, he nodded. "I'll never hurt you, Sara. And I'm not going to let anyone else hurt you, either."

Frederick started to shake back and forth at the voice. "Have I mentioned, I hate robots?" He looked out the window as the city started to fall away beneath them. "I mean, even after they try to kill us both..." He coughed, realizing how cowardly that sounded. "I meant, um... it's so nice to be... up here, with a robot... and you... and... Oh, is that a wine bottle?" Frederick coughed, and didn't meet Sara's eyes.

<========>

The plane was invisible to any radar, and to the eyes of anyone else. On board, the assassins readied themselves. The one problem with the invisibility device was it made the outside invisible to the crew until it was switched off.

Still, there was no risk. Soon, the northlands of Eris Kallisti would be in reach.

"Hrm, yes..." Jai said, after hearing of Malice's condition, "Normally I'd go ahead and try it anyway, but after that whole Dark Storm Virus incident, I'm less than willing to try any risky projects. I don't want another monster destroying Resi City, after all."
Jai sat back, and after Eris had spoken her piece, he broke in. "Oh yeah!" he exclaimed, "I remember who she is! I'm too young to be having memory loss like this, especially considering my current company."
Jai, at 41, was practically a baby compared to the other people and/or vampires and/or goddesses in the car.
"No offense intended, of course," he quickly added, not wanting to incur wrath from said vampires and goddesses, "In any case, I'll look forward to meeting with Pavis. Any friend of my daughter's is a friend of mine. Well, 'cept for that Alexander guy, but with all those death threats he's made against me, I'm not really to blame there."*Eris chuckled a bit, nad soon enough she was joined by Nia and Malea. The younger girl stayed quiet. Jai might notice all the people in the car were breathing. Besides the obvious elf, and Goddess, Malea was the only other supernatural. She was a werewolf.*

I belive I'm the oldest in the car, then Nia... being an elf generaly grants a rather long life, then Seer-of-Souls *She gesturs towards Malea* at 48, then you, Jai, and finaly Harmony.

*She smiled a bit and shrugged*

Being old, but looking young has its good points. But I'm eternal. Age really means nothing to me anymore other then what's pleasing to the eyes. On the subject of Pavis though, she's going to need some calming. Seer? You make sure Harmony stays out of the way incase trouble kicks up, and I'll be counting on you not to let her get -too- out of hand. I'll back you up as needed.

*Malea simply nodded, Harmony looked uncomfortable*

((OOC: *gigglefit towards Roania* don't underestimate Eris Kallisti's defence system *shifty eyes*))

*Meanwhile, in the defense room of Kallisti castle, Alex Wazzat raised a brow at a strange beeping noise from one of the terminals. Scooting his rolling chair across the floor, he slid up to the yellow flashing light. With a frown he waved over one of his assistants*

Alex: Roger? What does this light and beeping mean?

*"Roger", a clone, blinked at the light, then glanced over the terminal. Clearing his throat he spoke nerviously.*

Roger: Ummm... I don't know sir... and to be honest... I'm not sure where this terminal came from. It wasn't here a few hours ago.

*Alex knew better then to tell Roger that was crazy. Strange things happened around here, and he was used to it. Lighting up a cigarette he watched the blinking light for a moment longer before touching it. It seemed to be a button. Shrugging, he backed away, and pointed at it.*

Alex: Push it

Roger: What sir?

Alex: I said push it. That's an order Roger #32

*Swallowing hard, Roger nodded and reached over, keeping as much distance between himself and the terminal as he did so. Squeezing his eyes shut, he looked away as he pushed the button. The flashing suddenly stopped, and the beeping silenced. Roger opened his eyes, and looked back to the terminal curiously. A screen flipped over and a red screened radar of some sort flipped over from a panel.*

Alex: Well that was interesting

*Alex took a long drag off his cigarette with a shakey hand. The two men watched the screen. There was a strange blip on it that moved across its crosshairs*

Roger: What do you make of it, sir?

Alex: I'm not sure. It seems to be tracking something, but its not saying where it is... put defences on yellow alert and radio the airforce. Tell them to keep their eyes open. I'll radio the ground suits and tell them to keep their eyes peeled for anything wierder then normal.

*Roger nodded, and did as he was told. Alex finnished off his cigarette, lit another one, then sent word to the palace gaurds.*

OOC: I live to amuse you, ma'am.

In his personal prototype Rapier III Heavy Combat Fighter, the Sukat, James Karhoff approached Eris Kallisti. As he neared Kallistian airspace, he broadcasted a quick message on all standard radio frequencies in his clipped, precise voice:

"This is Guanyan Crown Prince James Karhoff, requesting permission to land and directions to an appropriate landing site."

OOC: His fighter carries several stealth detection devices, including an advanced LightBounce system, so depending on how this goes he may spot the incoming assassin vessel (but only if Roania gives permission).

*Alex glanced over to the coms system and raised a brow. Another ambassador? Ah well, they could always use more good realtions. Picking up the mi he pushed a button to ok the landing with the airfield behind the palace.*

Roger that, this is Minister of Defence Alex Wazzat. Your clear for landing behind Kallisti Castle. I'll send out a dignitary to meet you once you land.

*Turning off the mic he told ordered three guards in the bio-mech suits to stand watch near the landing strip. They'd never had relations with this nation before. Best to be safe then sorry. Assuming they were a human nation, he called William Talbet to meet them.*

http://www.cybersluagh.com/ErisKallisti/alex.jpg
Alex Wazzat
Head of the Kallistian Defense Squad
The Empire of Eris Kallisti (http://www.cybersluagh.com/ErisKallisti)

*William sighed... no rest for the wicked. Setting down his bags from his previous flight, he pulled his access badge, and headed outside to wait for the aircraft.*

Why me....

*He light up a cigarette and leaned against a pillar near the stairs up to the castle*

http://www.cybersluagh.com/ErisKallisti/william.jpg
Willian Talbet
Head of Human Relations
The Empire of Eris Kallisti (http://www.cybersluagh.com/ErisKallisti)

James set his fighter down on the landing strip and shut down the main systems. leaving only two powered up: the intruder detection system and the remote piloting link. Opening the cockpit he leapt from the fighter, the canopy closing automatically behind him. As his feet touched the ground, he turned to face theman who'd been send out to meet him. His steely gray eyes flashed in a peculiarly inhuman fashion.

"You would be Mr. Talbet. Your description was given to me before I left home. A pleasure to meet you. " His eyes darted quickly to the positions of the three guards, noting each in turn. A slight smile touched his face.

"Quite some security you have present. One itchy trigger finger isn’t enough these days I suppose. In any case, I suppose you’ll be wanting me to hand over my weapons or go through some sort of security check?" James looked expectantly at Talbet.

Out of the Alconian Embassy comes an annoucement..

His Grace, Alexander III in honor of the homecomming of his most delightful cousin Eris, has aquired the services of one Liz Phair to perform a concert next weekend for both the people of Eris Kristalli, and their wonderful ruler.

After all we know that there is only one true Average Ordinary Sane Pyscho Super-Godess now don't we?

OOC: I think of Eris everytime I hear that song on the radio...

Adam grinned, smiling at the reflection in the window as Jessika slipped into the doorway. Turning slowly, he refrained from snapping off a salute. They were indoors, after all, and his head dress sat on the desk, waiting for him to leave. The pilot's gray eyes traveled over his coworker's form for a second, as if looking to see if the trip had changed her. Finding all her limbs intact, the Colonel permitted himself a chuckle.

"Welcome back, Major..." he began, his voice betraying nothing more than professional courtesy. Coming slowly around the desk, he glanced back, turning off his computer's monitor. He never could stand the damn screensaver, and yet wasn't exactly sure how to change it. The Colonel understood computers just enough to know how to write reports on them. He was a pilot, not a technogeek. "Come in. Close the door. We have a great deal to discuss."

OOC: Eris, think you could rp Sara for me? I'd like to be in on this thread, and Resi's gone off again.

"Quite some security you have present. One itchy trigger finger isn’t enough these days I suppose. In any case, I suppose you’ll be wanting me to hand over my weapons or go through some sort of security check?" James looked expectantly at Talbet.*William shrugged slightly, glancing over James carefully before extending hishand to him, and flicking his cigarette into a sand butt catcher near the pillar he was leaning against.*

Yeah, I'm William Talbet, Minister of Human Relations, and unfortuantely one of the only officals avalible to greet you currently. Sorry about that. You can keep your weapons for now. We only ask for you to hand them over if there's a problem. The security check has already been issused. We've become more carefull these days since Melkor tried to annex us a while back.

*William smirked slightly, motioning to the men in bio-mech suits that were also watching James.*

I take it you've come to see Empress Eris. She's currently on her way to the castle, but she will arrive shortly. I'm afraid I don't know who you are exactly though.

--double post kicked in the a$$--

Out of the Alconian Embassy comes an annoucement..

His Grace, Alexander III in honor of the homecomming of his most delightful cousin Eris, has aquired the services of one Liz Phair to perform a concert next weekend for both the people of Eris Kristalli, and their wonderful ruler.

After all we know that there is only one true Average Ordinary Sane Pyscho Super-Godess now don't we?

OOC: I think of Eris everytime I hear that song on the radio...*High Priestess Callisto gets word of the announcement and smiles*

sounds like that will be a lot of fun.

*She chuckles softly, making note of it on the royal schedual. Hopefully it would keep Eris in a good mood.*

((OOC: LOL I'm downloading it now *grin*))

Adam grinned, smiling at the reflection in the window as Jessika slipped into the doorway. Turning slowly, he refrained from snapping off a salute. They were indoors, after all, and his head dress sat on the desk, waiting for him to leave. The pilot's gray eyes traveled over his coworker's form for a second, as if looking to see if the trip had changed her. Finding all her limbs intact, the Colonel permitted himself a chuckle.

"Welcome back, Major..." he began, his voice betraying nothing more than professional courtesy. Coming slowly around the desk, he glanced back, turning off his computer's monitor. He never could stand the damn screensaver, and yet wasn't exactly sure how to change it. The Colonel understood computers just enough to know how to write reports on them. He was a pilot, not a technogeek. "Come in. Close the door. We have a great deal to discuss."*Jessika tilted her head to the side for a moment in a bird-like manner, something the Colonel should be used to by now. She had strange little quirks about her like that. She could never tell what he was thinking when he looked at her like that, and her Corax curiosity got the best of her.*

Oh really, Colonel? What's on your mind?

*She sounded almost sarcastic, and maybe a little flirty. With a smirk she turned and closed the door behind her. Setting down her breifcase on the coffee table she plopped down, uncerimoniously, on the couch. More then likely Adam would scoff at her for that, but she was off duty, and that didn't happen much around here with them still being a bit short on staff. Pulling her hair down from it's ponytail, it spilled down her shoulders, and a few strands fell in her face. It was black as raven wings, and twice as shiney. Maybe she'd take her free time and head to the beach today. If she was lucky, Adam would feel like playing hooky and join her. She chuckled softly at the thought. Naw... his work was everything to him. She doubted it would matter if she'd been gone for a day or a whole year.*
http://www.cybersluagh.com/ErisKallisti/jessintro.jpg

OOC: Eris, think you could rp Sara for me? I'd like to be in on this thread, and Resi's gone off again.((OOC: awww shyt... again? do you know how long he'll be gonefor? I can try and play Sara, but I haven't been following recent events. You'll have to TG me with what's happened in her life recently))

OOC: I made a long ass post and then my browser crashed on me and I got pissed. So:

IC: "My name's James Karhoff. nice'ta meetcha. I'm the son of the ruler of Guanyu, and we wanna open relations with Eris Kallisti."

OOC: Oh well, it'll have to do.

((OOC: LOL I hate it when that happens... actualy... it just happened to me too *grumbles* hehe))

*Willaim smiled genuinely now. He already liked this guy. Nodding to the Prince he motioned up the stairs with one hand*

Well, if you'll follow me, we can get some drinks and relax untill the Empress gets here. I'm sure our nations will get along just fine.

*Once at the top ofthe stairs, he opens up the huge stained glass doors into the main hall of the palace. Inside, the decorations of the main hall were anything but organized. Nothing seemed to match, even the chairs, couched, and coffee tables were all different. Other decorations include the gifts given to her by other nations, and some from her old sutors before she chose Jai Resi.
A small set of five stairs led up to a platform with a rather large and comfortable looking... throne? It looked more like and easy chair with a high back. It was red and black, with Eris Kallisti's holy symbol embroydered on it. Next to that chair, was another chair, only done in the colors of Resi Corp's flag (Blue and black), it also had the same symbol on it, but that chair seemed to be much newer. William motioned over a serving girl dressed in what appeared to be a roman tunic. She had crystal-like wings folded down over her back, and stood near the two men, awaiting their order quietly.*

What kinda drink would ya like Prince Karhoff? If you name it, we more then likely have it.

James thought for a minute. "There was a drink from Klonor I was rather fond of, I believe it was called the Collostomizer. (OOC: Yes, it's as bad as the name indicates.) I doubt that you would have it, but it's worth checking. If you don't, then Narcissan firewine would be great too. "

*William chuckled a bit and nodded, sending the girl off to see if they had any*

We'll see what we can do.

*Sitting down in a comfortable chair, he motioned to a different one near his. He lit up another cigarette, and an ashtray scuttled over to attend to him... it must be robotic.*

So what brought your attention to Eris Kallisti anyway? As a nation, we have many things to trade and such. I'm sure you know we're mostly a peaceful nation, known mostly for the freedoms we give our people. I don't mean to pry, as its really not my place, but I'm curious.

*Eris, TM*

<Deleted>

The young man looked at her, and then, slowly, he leaned forward and kissed her. After he slowly moved back, he nodded. "I'll never hurt you, Sara. And I'm not going to let anyone else hurt you, either."

Frederick started to shake back and forth at the voice. "Have I mentioned, I hate robots?" He looked out the window as the city started to fall away beneath them. "I mean, even after they try to kill us both..." He coughed, realizing how cowardly that sounded. "I meant, um... it's so nice to be... up here, with a robot... and you... and... Oh, is that a wine bottle?" Frederick coughed, and didn't meet Sara's eyes.
((OOC: Playing Sara for a short time. wheee!))

*Sara smiled softly, returning the kiss, and watching Fredrick as he stumbled over his words. She did her best not to chuckle at him. Sometimes he reminded her a bit too much of her father...it was almost creepy.*

Stop that. I think we'll do just fine watching out for eachother. There's no need for you to only watch my back, I've got yours too ya know. We're unbeatable team. I think that's been proven enough.

*She reached over, taking his hand in her's and giving it a squeeze. He was no coward, she knew that well enough.*

OOC: As you wish.

IC: Frederick opened the bottle, and poured two glasses for himself and Sara. "So, what should I expect when I meet your father and his new wife, the... um..." his mind couldn't quite get the word goddess out, "his new wife." He finished, lamely.

<=========>

The assassin's craft began to land some miles away from the main temple, and the surrounding lands.

*Sara picked up her glass of wine, playing with the stem as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. This wasn't exactly something she -really- wanted to do*

My soon-to-be step-mother... the supposed Goddess. Well, I'm not exactly sure what to expect from her. I've only even seen her once, and that was over a video conferance a while back

*She rolled her eyes a bit, failing to mention the circuimstances being the whole deal with that crazy guy the vampire ended up killing. The details were hazy, mostly because she'd been under a lot of stress at the time.*

My father? Well... I'm assuming he's going to expect me to greet his fiancee with open arms *She shrugged, taking asip of wine* Honestly, I'm not sure -how- to feel about the whole thing. Once she -finaly- decided to accept his proposal he went all gung-ho on the chaos temples in Resi Corp. It got kinda wierd. He's marrying the one he worships... not exactly a healthy realtionship if you ask me. I haven't had any time to be alone with him much since they've been together. Its almost like he's obsessed or something.

*She frowned openly now, as her own words ran through her brain. She'd never actutaly spoken that out loud before... but now that she had, it was really starting to get to her. Or maybe she was just getting over-protective*

Frederick smiled, and then cupped her chin, looking into her eyes. I could gaze forever into them... "I'm sure your father will get over it. I myself will not believe she is a Goddess until I see... I don't know, a miracle of some sort. And of chaos..." the man suppressed a shudder. "Still... I wanted to know... what I should say, what I should do... how I should act..."

*Sara nodded, enjoying the feeling of his hand on her face as it set her a bit more at ease. She felt the same way about Eris. With a small smile she titled her head just slightly.*

Just be yourself, dear. Why pretend to be anything your not?

*She set down her glass, and rested her hand on Fredrick's knee*

James sat in the indicated chair.

"Well, my father used to be a rather close personal friend of Jai Resi. Their positions have kept them apart, but he still thinks fondly of Jai. He sent me both to congratulate Jai on his marriage, and to establish a relationship with your nation because it is now tied to Jai's country. At least, that's the official purpose. The unofficial reason is that I asked my father to let me do this.

My reasons were double: first, to meet Jai, who my father has talked often about, and second, to learn about the Kallistian government. I'm intrigued by the concept of a nation ruled by a goddess. Our government is fairly secular, and I myself am a student of religion both theologically and historically. So you can see how this nation might interest me.

Well, there you have it. That's why I'm here."

*William raised a brow slightly, ashing his cigarette as the serving girl came back with a mug on strong smelling liquid for William, and and odd looking drink for James. William took his mug, and the girl moved over to James to present his drink to him.*

Interesting. Well Jai and Eris arn't married -yet-... though I'm sure the planning will be finnished up soon. As for our religion.... well.... we're extreamly casual, and I think that shows on how we run things around here. This is an Empire, but Eris takes into account that each citizen has rights, and she listens to what they want. The happier they are, the easier our jobs are.

*His eyes flickered over to the form of someone standing in a doorway. Who knows how long he/she had been standing there. William motioned for the person to come closer*

Ahhh Calisto. Please, come join us.

*The shadowy figure walked over to the two men. Pulling the hood of her cloak away from her face, she smiled softly at James. Her dark hair spilled out from the edges of her hood framing her face, and the handle of a sword could be seen sticking out from the depts of her cloak. Her most striking feature would have to be her eyes. It was hard to tell what color they were... maybe they changed too often, but they were always sharp and alert.*
http://www.cybersluagh.com/ErisKallisti/callisto.jpg

Callisto: Hello William. And who might your friend be?

William: This would be the crown prince of Guanyu, James Karhoff. Prince Karhoff, this is our Head of Temple Management, High Priestess Callisto.

James stood and bowed to Callisto, "Honored, I'm sure."

OOC: Sorry about the mistake on the marriage. Resi told me they'd been married for some time.

The assassins continued to creep ever closer to the city, amazed at the ease with which their mission would be accomplished.

<=====>

Frederick nodded, not *quite* satisfied. He looked down. "Ah, we seem to be landing..."

OOC question.

Can I start using the front door because I tend to forget clothing as I am sneaking out the window. The winter months are a tad inconvenient.

((OOC: *re-appears in a blinding flash of light!*
With spring break coming up, I'll probably be able to fit in a large chunk of unexplained-absense-free RP time. Just so you know, most of the time I go AWOL, homework and civil strife are to blame. Laziness usually factors in there somewhere, too... >__>

Oh, Gaunyu, I told you that they had been together for a fairly long time, not that they were married yet. Bit of a difference there, I'd think. :P ))
IC:
"PREPARE FOR LANDING, PUNY HUMAN MEATBAGS!" the robot's voice crackled over the loudspeaker, "BUCKLE UP, RE-ENTRY INTO THE ATMOSPHERE CAUSES EXTREME TURBULENCE. A ROBOT STEWARDESS WILL DESPENSE REFUSE BAGS TO THE WEAK OF STOMACH. INFERIOR HUMAN STOMACHS! AH HAHAHAHA! END COMMUNICATION."
"Oy," Sara said, pressing one of her hands to her face, "someone's gonna get sued for this."
She then turned and looked over at Frederick.
"Don't worry too much, Fred, that robot's just crazy. If the weather's permitting, you might not even feel re-entry until we touch the ground."
At that moment, Fred felt a tap on his shoulder. The stewardess robot had reached him, and was offering him a bag.
"Oh goddess..." Sara muttered, "I thought it was kidding..."
-----------------------------------------------------
Back in the limo, Jai watched through the window the throngs of people gathered around the street to see them drive by.
"You've quite quite the following here, hon," he said to Eris, "What's your secret? Are the people just as attracted to you naturally as I am, or is it something else? I mean, my people like me, don't get me wrong, but yours love you! As far as I can see, there's no back alley crime, no underworld here, everyone respects you as their goddess. Kinda makes me regret not being born a god."

Frederick calmly drew a plasma-pistol and pointed it at the loudspeaker. "Mr. Robot, how would you like me to go into the control room, rip out your personality chips, and install you into a toaster?" He said, slowly. As the plane landed, he turned a trifle green, but didn't take the bag.

"Sara, love... we're taking a boat back."

Frederick calmly drew a plasma-pistol and pointed it at the loudspeaker. "Mr. Robot, how would you like me to go into the control room, rip out your personality chips, and install you into a toaster?" He said, slowly. As the plane landed, he turned a trifle green, but didn't take the bag.

"Sara, love... we're taking a boat back."((OOC: Okay, how the hell did THAT get through security? :shock: ))

"Frederick, honey," Sara said calmly, reaching for the pistol, "let me have that for a second."
Slowly taking it out of Frederick's clenched hands, she the proceeded to walk up to the cockpit. After pressing her palm to the door and giving it a short time to read her prints, it shot open and allowed her access to the pilot room. As she entered, the plane had finished its taxi on the runway. Seconds after the door closed behind her, the speaker crackled. "HEY," the robot's voice came on, "WHO'S THIS MEATBAG? WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT THING?"
*thwack!*
"ARGH! YOU PISTOL-WHIPPED ME! WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?!"
*thwack thwack!*
"YOU DID IT AGAIN! WHY ARE YOU DOING THI--"
*THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK!!!*
---silence---
*static*
---silence---
"THANK YOU FOR FLYING RESI AIR, AND WE APPOLOGISE FOR ANY INCONVENIENCES THAT THIS FLIGHT MAY HAVE POSED. THERE WAS A SLIGHT A.I. ERROR, AND--- MEATBAGS! ALL OF YOU! HAHAHAH---"
*THWACK!*
"OW, AHEM, EXCUSE ME. AS I WAS SAYING, PLEASE ENJOY YOUR STAY IN THE EMPIRE OF ERIS KALLISTI."
The door opened, and Sara walked out.
"You just have to show 'em who's boss," she muttered.

OOC: Resi, think carefully. Do you *really* want an answer to that question? *Really*?

IC:

Frederick rubbed the back of his head, nervously. Why is it that the girl I love has to be so... crazy? He laughed, and then took her hand, stepping out into Eris Kallisti airport.

OOC: Resi, think carefully. Do you *really* want an answer to that question? *Really*?((OOC: If it has anything to do with how my robots refuse to proform cavity searches, then no :P ))
Frederick rubbed the back of his head, nervously. Why is it that the girl I love has to be so... crazy? He laughed, and then took her hand, stepping out into Eris Kallisti airport.Sara gasped, completely forgetting how she mutilated that robot seconds earlier, and looked around at the beautiful smog-free sky and the bright sunshine streaming down on her and the other passangers. A person walking by said something like, "You can almost taste the fnords..."
Not being a particularly ardent follower of Discordianism, she thought the traveler was referring to a food of some sort, and made a mental note to eat a fnord sometime during her stay. She rushed ahead of Frederick, pulling him down the steps and on to the tarmac. Then, releasing his hand, she stretched, and totally relaxed. Smiling energetically, she turned to Fred and said, "Oh honey, isn't this place just so beautiful already?"

OOC: There ya go.

IC: Frederick looked around. "Um... it's nice. But..." his eyes met her. "I've seen plenty of things which are more beautiful, dear..." his eyes mischievously traced up and down her body. "Hmm... now... how do we find your father and his wife, this Eris."

What is a fnord? The young man looked out at the almost empty tarmac, his eyes occasionally widening when he took in un-humans and demi-humans walking freely. "Interesting..."

OOC: There ya go.

IC: Frederick looked around. "Um... it's nice. But..." his eyes met her. "I've seen plenty of things which are more beautiful, dear..." his eyes mischievously traced up and down her body. "Hmm... now... how do we find your father and his wife, this Eris."

What is a fnord? The young man looked out at the almost empty tarmac, his eyes occasionally widening when he took in un-humans and demi-humans walking freely. "Interesting...""Oh, you're such a cornball!" Sara says, laughing, "But you're still really sweet."
She gave him a quick peck on the cheak.
"You're pretty darn cute yourself," she said, and while she was close to him she reached out and pinched his butt.
"*AHEM*, but there's plenty of time for that later. If we want to find my daddy, we should check a TV. I'm sure he'll be on CNN, if he's here yet."

"It would be so much easier to take someone from the street and ask them... still, I will be guided by you in this... does he have some sort of mobile phone, maybe?" Frederick asked, taking her in his arms and then wrapping them around her. He kissed her cheek softly, and looked around. "This is a nice place... but I prefer Resi."

James stood and bowed to Callisto, "Honored, I'm sure."((OOC: bah...sorry for my lag. Work was catching up with me badly hehe))

*Callisto bowed her head respectively to James with a small smile*

The pleasure is all mine. I do hope your trip here was pleasent.

*She moves to take a seat faceing the main doors, but still able to stay in the conversation. Mostly this was old habit from her training way back when. Never let your back face doorways.*

The assassins continued to creep ever closer to the city, amazed at the ease with which their mission would be accomplished.

*While still in the countryside a small girl in a plain purple dress blinks at the group sneaking past her play area. A sudden wind picks up, tossleing her hair around her pretty little face*

Where are you going?

*She asks in a meak little voice, her eyes wide and blue, curious of the strangers.*

OOC question.

Can I start using the front door because I tend to forget clothing as I am sneaking out the window. The winter months are a tad inconvenient.((OOC: *dies laughing* your horrible *smirk* you can use the back door LOL))

Back in the limo, Jai watched through the window the throngs of people gathered around the street to see them drive by.
"You've quite quite the following here, hon," he said to Eris, "What's your secret? Are the people just as attracted to you naturally as I am, or is it something else? I mean, my people like me, don't get me wrong, but yours love you! As far as I can see, there's no back alley crime, no underworld here, everyone respects you as their goddess. Kinda makes me regret not being born a god."*Eris puts her video screen away, and smiles at Jai.*

I saved most of these people. Many of the people of my nation came to me from other nations seeking a place with more tollerance. I don't care if they're black, white, blue, furry or scaly. I give them a place to live where they don't have to worry about being shunned or hated for what they are. They love me because I love them. I may run things directly, and there is no real democracy here, but I want them to be happy. They come first.

*She glanced out the window, rolling it down and waving a bit. She had no fear of them. Why should she? No one in Eris Kallisti would attempt to harm her, and even if they did wantt o, it'd prove to be rather difficult. Being a goddess had its perks. Immortality was just one of them*

There's no -real- crime. Its all controled, and carefully monitored. Justice is swift, and harsh sometimes, but my laws are simple enough, and the people understand why they are there. I have plenty of temples to not only myself, but to my family as well. People worship as they please... but its easier for them to belive in me because I'm right here with them. I'm more accessable to them. People belive in what they can see, hear and touch. The more they belive... the more I can help them.

*She pulls her hand back in and leans back in her seat again.*

"It would be so much easier to take someone from the street and ask them... still, I will be guided by you in this... does he have some sort of mobile phone, maybe?" Frederick asked, taking her in his arms and then wrapping them around her. He kissed her cheek softly, and looked around. "This is a nice place... but I prefer Resi.""Oh, you're right!" Sara exclaimed, "He does have a cell phone!"
Running into the terminal and grabbing the nearest payphone, Sara began to punch in the number for Jai's cell phone.
"Please insert 5 GA's to continue," an automated voice spoke back to her.
"Must be their currency..." she muttered, "Well, time to call collect!"
---------------------------------------------
Jai, about to open his mouth to say something to Eris, is interrupted by the ringing of his cell phone.
"Ah heck, what's it now?" he said, "It's probably Dawn calling to say that we're being invaded or something..."
Unfolding his cell phone, a cold mechanical voice greeted him by shouting in his ear.
"DO YOU ACCEPT A COLLECT CALL FROM 'It's Sara, now just say yes and get it over with, daddy.'? PRESS ONE FOR YES, AND TWO FOR NO."
"Ow..." Jai said, wincing, "Yes it is, then."
He poked the one key.
"Hi, daddy!"
"Sara! Where the heck have you been? I've been worried to death, couldn't you at least call me? Where are you now? Are you alright? No one's holding you hostage, are they? I can send in robots to break them, if that's what you need."
"Argh, I don't know which is worse, you or the robots you make. I'm fine, dad, I was in space for a bit, but now I'm back. Actually I just arrived in Eris Kallisti right now, I was gonna wait here to meet you and my step-mom to be. Actually, all this was Fred's idea, but he..."
"Fred? Who's he, a kidnapper?"
"No, dad, he's my boyfriend. I have a love life too, you know."
"Oooh, alright, sorry. I'm just a little rattled after you ran away like that. You know, you should've given me some notive. Just promise me that this new guy isn't some Roanian who will make crazy death threats on my head the second he stops chasing you."
"Um, well, about that..."
"Eh?"
"Well, he IS a Roanian, but I'm sure he won't try and kill you! I promise!"
"...Sara, we've had this talk before, and I don't want you dating hellspawn."
"Dad! He's not some crazy angsty dark lord! You're being racist here!"
"I 'spose I am. Tell you what, how about you bring him over for dinner so I can make sure he doesn't want my head on a platter, kay? I'll check with your step-mom, and get back to you in a second."
"Urgh... she's not my step-mom yet, don't call her that!"
Jai covered up the mouthpiece of the phone, and turned to Eris.
"Erm, slight complication of plans. My little Sara has decided to reappear at one of your airports, and she wants to meet us for dinner sometime. She's also bringing company from Roania, and I want to make sure he doesn't pull an Alexander and want to kill me. When do you think they can come?"
----------------------------------------------------------------
((OOC: Time to add a new character! :) ))
IC: On his internal radio, Rai picked up a few traces of static that were probably being broadcast to all robots in Eris Kallisti. It mentioned something along the lines of needing robots #433, #434, and #452 at some airport for an escort mission. He shrugged it off, it didn't mean anything to him. All he was concerned with now was visiting the holy sights of Eris Kallisti and absorbing as much data on chaotic patterns as possible. The famous Professor Washu would be doing the same thing, Damion told him in his breif, and if he spotted her he was to capture her and bring her in for analysis.

First on his list was the imperial palace of Eris herself, where he'd be studying various artifacts and shrines the palace had to offer, while the media and the palace's security concentrated solely on defending the new couple. Turning on his GPS and adaptive camaphlauge, he hurried off.

*She moves to take a seat faceing the main doors, but still able to stay in the conversation. Mostly this was old habit from her training way back when. Never let your back face doorways.*

OOC: James doesn't need to do that. He can probably see better behind him than he can in front of him. (No, I'm not gonna explain that.)

As Callisto sat, James's watch began beeping.

"Sorry, there's a message from my ship's onboard computer, this'll only take a moment." James looked at his watch, manipulating some controls on it with his other hand. A female voice comes out of the watch.

"Hello James. I'm picking up a code 114 somewhere outside the city. Orders?" James stiffened.

"First, check Black Ops postings in the military database, and make sure Domin doesn't have anyone stationed here. Then run a thorough scan for nonlocal metals and polymers. Bring all sensors online. Keep weapons and shields offline. Report further findings to me immediately. Karhoff out."

James turned to Callisto and William. His eyes, which had been blue, were now for some reason bright green. "Does Eris Kallisti use a lot of BlackTech? That's what we called it at home, at least. Special Operations equipment. High-power sniper rifles, poisoned dartguns, that kind of thing. The alert I just got was a standard alarm to inform me if any kind of weapons were detected nearby that are powerful enough to be restricted in Guanyu."

His expression grew troubled. "I served with Guanyan Intelligence for a while. Back home, such weapons are only used for two things. Anti-terrorist operations..." he paused, "and assassinations."

Frederick coughed, and pretended not to have been listening in. "Dark Lord of Angst?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "I wonder if I'd be wasting my time to point out that I'm the only Roanian with a vested interest in keeping him alive, and also that I've studied Roanian military tactics?"

Frederick coughed, and pretended not to have been listening in. "Dark Lord of Angst?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "I wonder if I'd be wasting my time to point out that I'm the only Roanian with a vested interest in keeping him alive, and also that I've studied Roanian military tactics?""Sush!" Sara says to him, "He thinks you're like Alexander, he doesn't know you like I know you. I'm surprised he's even invited you over for dinner, considering all the crap he's taken from Alexander, my previous loverboy. In any case, I'm on hold, so hang on."

((OOC: Basically she'll be on hold until Eris posts agin))

Jai covered up the mouthpiece of the phone, and turned to Eris.
"Erm, slight complication of plans. My little Sara has decided to reappear at one of your airports, and she wants to meet us for dinner sometime. She's also bringing company from Roania, and I want to make sure he doesn't pull an Alexander and want to kill me. When do you think they can come?"((OOC:bah... I tried to post yesterday, but the server went wonky and ate it *grumbles*))
*Eris smiled a bit, and shrugged*

Well, their already here, might as well invite them to the castle now. I'd rather not appear rude to your daughter and her guest anyway. I assure you, my security for you there is well taken care of.

*At that point, the limo slowed to a stop infront of the castle. Eris's eyes flickered tothe door as a servant rushed to open it for her. At the main doors, two gaurds in bio-mech suits stood at attention, only moving to salute the empress and Jai.*

James turned to Callisto and William. His eyes, which had been blue, were now for some reason bright green. "Does Eris Kallisti use a lot of BlackTech? That's what we called it at home, at least. Special Operations equipment. High-power sniper rifles, poisoned dartguns, that kind of thing. The alert I just got was a standard alarm to inform me if any kind of weapons were detected nearby that are powerful enough to be restricted in Guanyu."

His expression grew troubled. "I served with Guanyan Intelligence for a while. Back home, such weapons are only used for two things. Anti-terrorist operations..." he paused, "and assassinations."
Callisto raised a brow at James curiously, her eyes switched colors a few times before settling on grey.*

Callisto: BlackTech? Never heard of it. We have unusual equipment here, but more then likely it'd throw your computers for a loop if they tried to study it. *She frowned*

William: We have an alert in progess right now because we had detected something as well, but we can't seem to pin point its quadenants(sp?). Maybe our teams could work together to find out what's going on.

*Callisto nodded in agreement*

Callisto: I have to agree with William on that. I'm not exactly worried about an attempton Eris's life. She's a Goddess, and almost impossible to kill... at least with conventional weapons. I'm more worried about the other people that might be around her durring the attempt... especialy Jai. Being around Eris so much, parts of her powers may have rubbed off on him, but he's still vunerable..... not to mention the staff around here.

OOC: Coordinates?

IC:

James thought hard. His intelligence training had taken over now and he was working on instinct. He brought his watch up to his mouth and began to speak:

"What's the progress on my information requests?"

After a few seconds, the computer responded, "None of Minister Yabrant's operatives in this nation are anywhere near the city. Metallurgical scan has found only a small trace of one nonlocal substance. Suspected function is spacecraft armor or weapon casing. Known nations of origin are Knootoss, Melkor Unchained, Roania, Arribastan, and -"

The computer suddenly stopped, and then a different voice came floating from the watch. "Proximity warning 114, repeat, proximity warning 114. Espionage software activated. Securing local scan."

"Oooooh!" Jai said, impressed at the biomech suits, studying them closely as he and Eris walked by, "Those are nice, those are REAL nice! Did you make them?"
Jai looked at the suits the same way a child looks at a toy train in a store window, all wide-eyed and full of awe.
"Ahem, well, anyway..." he said, slicking back his hair with his palm and trying to regain his composure, "I think it would be best for the both of us if..."
Then he turned his gaze to Eris' castle. His jaw dropped.
"DaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaamn...! I have to get one of those!"
-------------------------------------------------------------------------
"What's taking him?" Sara wondered, staring at the pay phone, "He was supposed to ask Eris about dinner plans, and then he just put me on hold. Now I'm not sure if he's even there."
The payphone clicked. "PLEASE INSERT ANOTHER 5 GA'S TO CONTINUE THIS CALL."
Sara rooted through her pockets, finding only her Resi Debit card.
"Fred, honey," she said, "Could you be a dear and get me some more GA's from my card? I think I saw an exchange counter down a ways."
-------------------------------------------------------------------------
Rai saw the couple enter, and watched Jai ogle over the suits and the castle. With a chuckle, Rai wondered what Jai would think if he saw him, the most advanced compilation of technology in the world. He'd probably be too stunned by Rai's shear power to speak concous thought, but now was not the time to speculate on such things. Rai, working stealthily so as not to be detected, moved up to the massive doors of the castle, awaiting their opening so that he could sneak in.

Frederick nodded, and turned, going to the counter. "Madame, can I get this currency changed into Erisian money?"

He soon returned, carrying a large amount of money. "oof... threw in some of my last paycheck."

*Callisto blinked at James curiously as his watch piped up. A slow frow caught her*

What does that mean?

*She glanced over to the doors as she heard the limo pull up.*

It sounds like Eris is back

*William moved over to the doors,opening them and glancing out at Eris and Jai as they approached.*

"Oooooh!" Jai said, impressed at the biomech suits, studying them closely as he and Eris walked by, "Those are nice, those are REAL nice! Did you make them?"
Jai looked at the suits the same way a child looks at a toy train in a store window, all wide-eyed and full of awe.
"Ahem, well, anyway..." he said, slicking back his hair with his palm and trying to regain his composure, "I think it would be best for the both of us if..."
Then he turned his gaze to Eris' castle. His jaw dropped.
"DaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaamn...! I have to get one of those!"*Eris laughed softly and shook her head*

No, its not our technology. 100 of them were given to me as a gift from one of my sutors way back. If you'd like, I can give you one to bring back to Resi Corp. Their no match for a mecha, but normal people think twice before messing with a guy in one....by the way dear, your daughter is still on hold...

*She took Jai by the hand, and lead him into the castle. Nia and Malea trailed along behind. At the doors William met them, Eris greeted him with a nod, and was about to say something when one of the guards in the bio suits moved and started looking around*

Gaurd: I'm picking up a distrubance Empress.... I suggest you get inside with your guest while we check it out.

*Eris frowned slightly. Trouble already...*

Alright. Thank you.

*With that, she slips inside*

James mind was working very quickly now, trying to figure out what was happening. He talked as he considered the situation:

"It means those unorthodox weapons I mentioned are getting close. Very close. It also means that there's a cloaked ship outside the city somewhere, though I don't know the exact location." He frowned. "No one would be stupid enough to attack Eris herself, so the attack, if it is an attack, must be directed at Jai."

Suddenly he froze. Lifting his arm again, he spoke hastily to his watch, "Give me that list of origins again."

"Knootoss, Melkor Unchained, Roania-"

James cut the machine off, swearing profusely. "Roania! It's them, it has to be! My father told me that if anyone has a problem with Jai, it's the Roanians. They must be trying to kill him while he's here in Eris Kallisti!"

"Sheash, trouble just seems to follow us doesn't it?" Jai said nonchalantly, following Eris, "If it isn't an assassination, or my daughter reappearing from nowhere, it's whatever this is. I can't wait until the two of us can get a chance to relax, y'know?"
With that Jai yawned loudly, and stretched his arms out sideways. The next thing he knew, he was knocked forward flat on the floor, completely winded. Behind him he heard a heavy metalic thud, and he realized that something or someone must have run into his outstreached arm.

How could his stealth have gone so horribly wrong, Rai thought. He had the top programming in the world, and some guy stretching out caught him off guard and decked him. Of course, it had to be all the damn fnords in the area, causing such random things to happen at just the right moment. He had heard about them, but being unable to sense them with any of his wide array of sensors he simply did not believe in them. And, worst yet, he seemed to have lost his adaptive camophlauge in the process.

Now, he concluded, would be a good time to run. And that he did, as fast as he could away from the palace and past the guards, only to get his leg caught in a gopher hole outside the palace.
"DAMN FNORDS!" Rai screached in his metallic voice as he struggled to break free.

Jai, who realized he had fallen on Eris, quickly got up, and offered his hand to her. "Oh goddess, hon!" he exclaimed, "I'm so sorry! Here let me help you up! Something ran into me, I swear!"
He braced himself for the world-shattering bang of a goddess' fury that usually accompanied such events.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
And when Frederick returned to the payphone, Sara wasn't there. The phone was dangling off the hook, and she was nowhere in sight. On the floor where she stood moments earlier was one of her shoes, meaning that she probably didn't leave on her own. This was confirmed when Frederick spotted a note attached to the telephone...
Roanian -
How dare you defile a maid of Resi? Your kind is unfit to breathe the same air as her, and especially not to have a relationship with her. She has become tainted by your evil spell, and we have taken her back to re-educate her. You are unworthy, and should you look for her we will crush you too. I advise you to leave her and seek out a woman of your own filthy breed for you to copulate with. Simply put - do not come near her again.

Signed,
Member #2133, Corporate Power Affiliated
A man tapped Frederick on his shoulder.
"Excuse me?" he said, "But did that man leave that note for you? I saw him take this girl out of the building, and it looked like she was unconcous..."

((OOC: Another HUGE plot will come of this, which Guanyu knows about half of. And when I say huge, I mean something that has never happened in NS will be done, something so controversial and...
...well, you'll all find out, now won't you? :wink: ))

James mind was working very quickly now, trying to figure out what was happening. He talked as he considered the situation:

"It means those unorthodox weapons I mentioned are getting close. Very close. It also means that there's a cloaked ship outside the city somewhere, though I don't know the exact location." He frowned. "No one would be stupid enough to attack Eris herself, so the attack, if it is an attack, must be directed at Jai."

Suddenly he froze. Lifting his arm again, he spoke hastily to his watch, "Give me that list of origins again."

"Knootoss, Melkor Unchained, Roania-"

James cut the machine off, swearing profusely. "Roania! It's them, it has to be! My father told me that if anyone has a problem with Jai, it's the Roanians. They must be trying to kill him while he's here in Eris Kallisti!"*Callisto frowned as she heard James, but as she moved to get up and greet Eris and Jai, they fell over suddenly*

Roania? This isn't good.

*She let Jai help Eris up as she drew her sword. The guards in the bio-mech suits were pointing towards the yard where Rai had fallen*

Guard: There!

*Callisto waisted no time*

Excuse me James. I need to take care of something.

*With that she ran out the front, past Jai and Eris. The bio-mechs were great soldiers, but speed wasn't their bag. Callisto moved like a fish through water, catching up with Rai quicker then a normal human could possibly do so. As he was trying to free himself from the hole, she pushed her sword against his neck, her cloak floating around her in the supprizingly still air. The tip of the sword poked him, but she wasn't drawing blood. Her eyes flickered colors from grey to piercing green, and her voice was deep and comanding.*

Put your hands up. Now.

Jai, who realized he had fallen on Eris, quickly got up, and offered his hand to her. "Oh goddess, hon!" he exclaimed, "I'm so sorry! Here let me help you up! Something ran into me, I swear!"
He braced himself for the world-shattering bang of a goddess' fury that usually accompanied such events.*Eris allowed Jai to help her to her feet and she dusted off her dress with a raised brow. If there was one thing that was predictable about Eris... it was that she was compleatly unpredicatble. She nodded to Jai as Callisto flew past them at an almost supernatural speed*

I know, dear. Callisto is taking care of it now. Have I ever mentioned she used to command and train my honor gaurds before I made her High Priestess? I'm sure she can get to the bottom of this.

*She turned to look over the yard through the still open doors. Callisto was standing over the semi-crumpled form of Rai with her sword drawn at his neck. Eris smirked almost wickedly.*

((OOC: Rai's kinda not human, he's a robot. I thought I said that somewhere, but I guess not. My bad! :(
He's a continuing character that I've had in several RPs, and if you want proof that I'm not just making this up on the spot, check out the way he talked. That's how I have all my robots talk. Sorry, just gotta cover my butt here. >__>))
IC: "AH, A HUMAN..." Rai said, looking down the blade at Callisto, "SUCH FRAGILE CREATURES, THINGS THAT A SWORD WOULD ACTUALLY HURT. BUT YOU SEE, I'M A ROBOT MADE TO LOOK HUMAN WITH DIAMOND-LACED ARMOR. YOUR INFERIOR BLADE WILL HAVE NO EFFECT ON ME."
He shot his hand out and pressed it against Callisto's stomach, initiating an electroshock when it made/if it made contact.

((OOC: The mechs have lasers, right? Those can still do some serious damage to Rai, diamond-laced or not))

OOC: Was it just me, or did this thread disappear completely for a while today?

IC: James spun, watching Callisto run after the man-no, it wasn't a man, no matter how human it looked. Something about its posture told James that it was definitely robotic. He opened his mouth to warn Callisto, but she had already caught up to it and had a sword at its throat. James ran a quick mental inventory of the equipment he had with him. His Stinger would only work on creatures with bloodstreams, so that was out. His Phase Pistol might work-but no, the creature had just said it had diamond armor. Of course! He had his Randomizer in it's holster at his left side. All of this thinking took only a fraction of a second. He pulled it, aimed, and fired in one smooth gesture so quick that no human eye could possible follow the motion.

OOC: Two things I should mention. First, James is the second fastest gunman in Guanyu, and by far the most accurate. Second, the randomizer is an anti-robot weapon (sorry Resi, I like to be prepared for any eventuality) that fires an EMP stream, electrical jolt, and a heat pulse (not a laser, just a heat surge used in conjunction w/ the electricity and EMP to fry circuits.)

((OOC: No problem. Rai is essentially a heavily-modified v2.0 R-Bot, the first version to come with EMP sheilding via nonconductors and rewiring. However, the small size of the v2.0 gave it a distinctive lack of heat sinks, so the heat pulse should do something.))
Rai's right arm, about to make contact with Callisto's stomach, suddenly fell limp. Across his vision, an error message reading "DANGER! OVERHEATING!" flashed repeatedly. Rai tried to open the vents in his metal skin, but found that his artifical human skin blocked their usefulness.
"AH HELL..." he groaned, "GUESS I'LL JUST HAVE TO LOSE THE SKIN..."
And that he did, his skin decentigrating into a billion pieces, falling off of him like an immense dust cloud and revealing his true metalic body. He then opened up his vents ((large enough to say, stick a sword into)) and released a huge cloud of steam that flew up into Callisto's face. Autorepairs in his arm began, but he still had to keep the vents open lest he begin to overheat again. Tugging franticly at his leg with his remaining arm, he managed to break himself loose from the hole. In the process of removing his leg from the hole, however, he managed to disconnect some of the wiring which gave him a distinct gimp. His normally fast 65 mph run speed was reduced to a measily 5 mph gimp, which was pretty fast, considering. He tried to limp away as fast as he could, regardless.

James holstered the pistol, as it clearly would do little good now. Though confident that with the reduction in speed Callisto and Kallistian security could handle the robot, he had been trained not to leave things to chance. With a quick but nevertheless respectful bow to Jai and Eris and a hasty apology, he dashed in the direction the robot had taken, moving considerably faster than most humans but still within human speed range. As he ran, he made an odd gesture with his left hand and knives dropped from both of his shirtsleeves. The knife in his left hand lengthened into a sword. The knife in his right hand he threw at the robot, hoping to distract it but realizing that it would likely do no real damage. He then switched the sword to his right hand and kept after the robot.

OOC: He has ultrareinforced combat gauntlets on both hands that look like gloves. Just telling you so you won't think I just BSed it if James catches Rai and they fight.

Rai ducked the knife, and it sailed past his head.
"DO YOU HONESTLY THINK THAT AN INFERIOR WEAPON LIKE THAT WILL MAKE A HOLE IN... MY... SKIN..."
Then it dawned on him, his vents were open. At once he closed his vents.
"DANGER! OVERHEATING!" flashed across his vision. He immeadiately reopened his vents.
I GUESS I'LL JUST HAVE TO DODGE HIS SWORD, Rai thought, OR MAYBE...
Rai stopped, knowing he couldn't outrun the raging Guanyuan, and allowed the upper half of his body to droop down, giving him the appearance of a deactivated robot. Still fully aware of his surroundings, he waited for James to come within range.

James approached cautiously. He knew he hadn't hit the robot with his knife throw, so what was going on? Bringing his empty hand up out in front of him, he advanced on the seemingly deactivated robot, his sword held ready.

Double post.

Frederick shook his head. Then, with almost careless ease, he reached forward, and wrapped a beefy hand around the man's neck. Temper started to flare within him. "What did this man look like?" He asked, lifting the informant off the ground.

The man choked something out. Frederick relented his grip, and put the man on the ground. He coughed. "Sorry... just... please, tell me what he looked like."

He closed his eyes, letting the training re-enter him. He was no longer Frederick von Brunswick, Security Consultant.

He was once more Agent #2371, RIAS Assassin.

And may the Lord help whoever had hurt Sara.

James approached cautiously. He knew he hadn't hit the robot with his knife throw, so what was going on? Bringing his empty hand up out in front of him, he advanced on the seemingly deactivated robot, his sword held ready.Rai paused, and waited for James to come closer. Closer... closer... closer...
When James was almost right next to him, Rai suddenly came back to life and his upper body wheeled around, causing one of his arms to go flying into James. He then turned around to face him, point the plasma cannon in his arm at the human. A glow from within the barrel suggested that he had begun to charge it.
"TIME TO SAY GOODNIGHT, HUMAN! ANY LAST WOR... WHAT THE HELL?!"
The overheat warning began to flash on his display again. "AH BUGGER," he said, shutting down his plasma arm, "YOU'RE GETTING OFF EASY."
His autorepair had managed to get his mobility up to 10 mph, which still wasn't even near what he needed to get out of there. However, he gimped like all get out, trying to get away from the area.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Frederick shook his head. Then, with almost careless ease, he reached forward, and wrapped a beefy hand around the man's neck. Temper started to flare within him. "What did this man look like?" He asked, lifting the informant off the ground.

The man choked something out. Frederick relented his grip, and put the man on the ground. He coughed. "Sorry... just... please, tell me what he looked like."

He closed his eyes, letting the training re-enter him. He was no longer Frederick von Brunswick, Security Consultant.

He was once more Agent #2371, RIAS Assassin.

And may the Lord help whoever had hurt Sara.The man fell over, gasping for air.
"Please!" he begged, "Don't hurt me, I'll tell you!"
After a few seconds in which the man regained the use of his throat and lungs, he spoke.
"It was a tall man, bald, about 7 foot 2. He came up behind the girl and put this rag up to her mouth and then sort of drug her off. I don't think he saw me cause I was standing in the shadows. Anyway, I was suspicious so I followed him a bit and saw him get into a cab. He said that he was going to someplace on 53rd street... or maybe 55th... I don't remember. Oh, and he had this big thick mustache that came down into mutton chops, sort of like a reverse Hitler moustache. I hope that helps... please don't hurt me!"

#2371 looked at the pitiful specimen. "I see." He turned, and walked off. As he did, he stepped into a trance state, re-arranging his features through techniques he had learnt years ago.

He snapped his fingers, and turned around, resembling an arab. He soon moved for the phone, and dialled collect. He tried to get through to Jai. There was an answering machine. "Jai, this is Frederick von Brunswick. Your daughter mentioned me... she's been kidnapped."

((OOC: Uh, how did he get Jai's number? Unless I'm mistaken, Sara never told it to him.))

OOC: Redialling the last number put in? I dunno. Would you prefer him hunting Jai down?

OOC: Redialling the last number put in? I dunno. Would you prefer him hunting Jai down?((OOC: Usually you can't do that with payphones, and isn't the rest of Roania except for Frederick supposed to be hunting Jai, though? I mean, the guy has never been much of one to go with the flow, what with abandoning his homeland and all. Actually, I'd just as soon have Jai think that Sara went AWOL again, until he finds out what happened. And believe me, he will.))

((OOC: Rai's kinda not human, he's a robot. I thought I said that somewhere, but I guess not. My bad! :(
He's a continuing character that I've had in several RPs, and if you want proof that I'm not just making this up on the spot, check out the way he talked. That's how I have all my robots talk. Sorry, just gotta cover my butt here. >__>))
IC: "AH, A HUMAN..." Rai said, looking down the blade at Callisto, "SUCH FRAGILE CREATURES, THINGS THAT A SWORD WOULD ACTUALLY HURT. BUT YOU SEE, I'M A ROBOT MADE TO LOOK HUMAN WITH DIAMOND-LACED ARMOR. YOUR INFERIOR BLADE WILL HAVE NO EFFECT ON ME."
He shot his hand out and pressed it against Callisto's stomach, initiating an electroshock when it made/if it made contact.

((OOC: The mechs have lasers, right? Those can still do some serious damage to Rai, diamond-laced or not))((OOC: that's no ordinary sword either :wink: Have you ever seen Slayers? Think Goury's sword.))

Human? Maybe at one time...

*She frowned as he spoke, and growled when his hand shot out, catching her in the stomach. The shock sent ripples through her, stunning her for a moment. On instinct she hit a button on the side of the sword's handle, and the blade feel off of it, clanking to the ground. Stumbling back, she tried to recover herself, grabbing the sword handle with both hands. A wind kicked up as she concentrated for a moment. Anew blade, made compleatly out of energy slipped out of it, and she stood ready*

oh... your going to pay for that one.

*The guards in the bio-mech suits were moving now, heading in thge direction of Rai and Callisto. A buzz could be heard as their weapons charged up. When James threw the knife, Callisto raised a brow. She was positively shaking with anger at the moment. Keeping her energy sword trained on Rai as he slumped she watched him carefully.*

Something's not right here.... his patterns are all off...

*She murmured softly, her eyes flickering different colors.*

James approached cautiously. He knew he hadn't hit the robot with his knife throw, so what was going on? Bringing his empty hand up out in front of him, he advanced on the seemingly deactivated robot, his sword held ready.Rai paused, and waited for James to come closer. Closer... closer... closer...
When James was almost right next to him, Rai suddenly came back to life and his upper body wheeled around, causing one of his arms to go flying into James. He then turned around to face him, point the plasma cannon in his arm at the human. A glow from within the barrel suggested that he had begun to charge it.
"TIME TO SAY GOODNIGHT, HUMAN! ANY LAST WOR... WHAT THE HELL?!"
The overheat warning began to flash on his display again. "AH BUGGER," he said, shutting down his plasma arm, "YOU'RE GETTING OFF EASY."
His autorepair had managed to get his mobility up to 10 mph, which still wasn't even near what he needed to get out of there. However, he gimped like all get out, trying to get away from the area. *Callisto moved to stop James from getting any closer, but she was too late. When Rai jumped up, she ducked to the side, out of rage of the weapon unless he wanted to fire at her instead of James. As Rai turned to run again, she jumped up, calling the winds to her aid. Coming down, she slashed with the energy sword, aiming for his knees.*

*Eris watched from the doors, helping Callisto along with somemore wind power so she could jump the way she wanted to*

Eris: A robot... Gawds Jai.... and you wonder why we don't mess with those things much.

*Her hand came up, and the skies darkened, a rolling thunder could be heard. Hopefuly she could kick the storm up a few notches. Lightning was unpredictable... thus why she had such great control over it.*

OOC: Well, just hunting him down, to see him. But you're right...

IC: #2371 sighed, and hung up the phone. He turned, and then, with a minimum amount of physical energy, tore open the door of a taxi. "Get me to 55th street." He said to the cowering driver.

The man drove all of thirteen yards, and then stopped the car. The Assassin leapt out, placing a ring on his finger and leaving several solid gold coins behind. He checked the weapons compartments of his suit. "Good... Now, to find Sara."

James looked up at the sky, startled by the sudden increase of the tempest. When he looked down again, he saw Callisto attacking the robot and moved to help her, staying a short distance away so as not to get between her and the robot.

*Callisto moved to stop James from getting any closer, but she was too late. When Rai jumped up, she ducked to the side, out of rage of the weapon unless he wanted to fire at her instead of James. As Rai turned to run again, she jumped up, calling the winds to her aid. Coming down, she slashed with the energy sword, aiming for his knees.*

*Eris watched from the doors, helping Callisto along with somemore wind power so she could jump the way she wanted to*((OOC: A Slayers rip off? Heh, I'd go off on that if I didn't rip off Big O and Tenchi Muyo so damn much. :P ))
IC:
And Rai's legs came off at the knees. "WELL, F|_|CK." he blurted out as he fell to the ground. He lay there, waiting for his death at the hands of some minor lacky, when a quite unexpected thing happened.

Those with quick eyes would notice a hole in the conjured storm clouds had opened up, a small hole, but a hole nonetheless. And Rai was in the direct line of that hole.
"THE... SUPERIOR..." the fallen robot muttered, "TAKE ME... HOME..."
And in a flash of silver, he became a fine mist and shot up through the clouds, leaving only the stump of one leg behind. He was ashamed to have to retreat like this, but he had no other choice.

High in orbit, the Superior, an old-style Xanthalian battlecrusier that had been heavily modified with much of the same technology as Rai, took off in the direction of Mars. It would leave this planet momentarily, for now it was known that a single Rai would not do.

Eris: A robot... Gawds Jai.... and you wonder why we don't mess with those things much.

*Her hand came up, and the skies darkened, a rolling thunder could be heard. Hopefuly she could kick the storm up a few notches. Lightning was unpredictable... thus why she had such great control over it.*"That was... a greatly upgraded v2.0, if I'm not mistaken," Jai muttered, "It was one of ours at one point. If it wanted to kill me, it would've done so long ago with its plasma beam, long before that man could've used his little toy on it. Something's wrong..."
Jai walked outside and picked up the stump of the leg. He examined it closely, looking over every inch of its being.
"At a glance this doesn't look like one of ours, but its fundimental structure is the same. See, the shocks are of the same basic design, but the plates on the feet are entirely different. This is very strange indeed... And then there was how it disappeared. I'll have to look into this..."
Walking back to Eris' side, he turned to look back at the scene in the courtyard, glancing sideways at her.
"I don't know what to say. Ah, what the hell, there'll be plenty of time to trouble over that when I'm back at the office. What's say we drink some wine, talk to this Pavis person, and forget about all this crazy random stuff. I mean, living with you, I'll have to get used to the crazy and the random, so I might as well start now."
He smiled and put his arm on her shoulder.
"But that robot," he said, completely changing tone, "Is very troubling indeed..."

OOC: Well, just hunting him down, to see him. But you're right...

IC: #2371 sighed, and hung up the phone. He turned, and then, with a minimum amount of physical energy, tore open the door of a taxi. "Get me to 55th street." He said to the cowering driver.

The man drove all of thirteen yards, and then stopped the car. The Assassin leapt out, placing a ring on his finger and leaving several solid gold coins behind. He checked the weapons compartments of his suit. "Good... Now, to find Sara."Walking away from the taxi, Frederick almost immeadiately trips over a man lying in the street. He was bloody and bruised, completely stripped of anything of value, and apparently tramua to the head had made him delirious. He kept moaning things like, "Hey, what are you doing with her?", "Look, I don't want any trouble,", and "ARGH! NOT THE FACE!", which he then began to scream over and over. Aparently someone or a group of someones had done quite a number on him.

#2731 looks down at the man, and stops. He pulls the man up, and tries to look friendly. "Hello... my name is..." He closed his eyes, and smiled. "My name is Peter. I'm a Resi Corporation Security Consultant. Who did this to you?"

He looked around, holding his weapons. Frederick would have winced at this deception.

But he wasn't Frederick any more.

James watched Rai ascend into the sky, then turned as Jai approached the robot's severed leg. After hearing Jai's analysis of the robot, he approached Jai and Eris, bowing again. "Greetings and well met, both of you. My name is James Karhoff, son of Abron nul Karhoff." He turned slightly to face Jai. "Though we've never met, I've heard a lot about you, Jai Resi. My father often speaks of you fondly. Now, though I would not presume to give orders to either of you, I would suggest that we go into the castle. This place is a bit too out in the open, in my opinion, and we have already experienced enough excitement for one afternoon."

OOC: I'm assuming it's afternoon, but I'm not sure. It probably doesn't matter.

#2731 looks down at the man, and stops. He pulls the man up, and tries to look friendly. "Hello... my name is..." He closed his eyes, and smiled. "My name is Peter. I'm a Resi Corporation Security Consultant. Who did this to you?"

He looked around, holding his weapons. Frederick would have winced at this deception.

But he wasn't Frederick any more.The man muttered something garbled. He looked drunk as he stared #2731 in the eye, mouthing words, until he finally jerked sharply and began to yell, "ARGH! THE PAIN! Not the Warehouse! I know what you do to people there, Nathanial! Keep your hands off of her... ARGH!!!"
The man falls limp in #2731's arms, twitching slightly.

A ways down the sidewalk is what appears to be an old burned-out warehouse, with a single man leaning against the front of it, hands in his pants pockets. He's wearing a suit jacket, and a telltale bulge in his right breast pocket shows that he's probably packing heat, or that he's simply carrying something hard and L-shaped in his pocket. The man eyes #2731 with suspicion, and moves his hands out of his pants pockets so that he can be on the alert.
James watched Rai ascend into the sky, then turned as Jai approached the robot's severed leg. After hearing Jai's analysis of the robot, he approached Jai and Eris, bowing again. "Greetings and well met, both of you. My name is James Karhoff, son of Abron nul Karhoff." He turned slightly to face Jai. "Though we've never met, I've heard a lot about you, Jai Resi. My father often speaks of you fondly. Now, though I would not presume to give orders to either of you, I would suggest that we go into the castle. This place is a bit too out in the open, in my opinion, and we have already experienced enough excitement for one afternoon." Extending his hand with a smile to shake James', Jai approached James.
"Ah, it's a pleasure to meet you! I knew your father well, Mr. Karhoff, he was a good friend of mine back in the day. Sadly we've lost touch as of late, something I sincerely regret. But, you're right, we shouldn't wait around outdoors like this. The way things have been going, I wouldn't be surprised if there was a snipe--"
Jai stopped himself, and glanced about.
"I have to be careful what I say. Irony kills. In any case, let's get inside before I say something that we'll all regret, alright?"
Motioning inside, Jai led the others to the common room (or whatever social room Eris has close to the entrance) and took a seat, indicating to the others to do the same.
"So, Mr Karhoff," Jai began, "what brings you here on what would normally be a fine day, save that robot and certain... other things?"

OOC: Sara's the only person who can get Frederick back. I really think that #2371 and Jai should meet.

IC: #2731 sighed, and looked at the man in his arms. The man was obviously dead. With a grunt, he threw the corpse into a wall, where it slammed through. The assassin sighed. He looked down at the suited man. His assassin's instincts came to the fore, and he idly rubbed at one of his rings.

A whirring noise could be heard as a magical shield unfolded into place.

((OOC: You think they should? Alright, but not for a while.))
IC:
Michael Douglas had grown up on the streets of the Resi Corporation during the Great Neko Boom, when the giant influx of Nekos arrived from foreign countries that eventually became 50% of the Resian population. In any case, this was a time when Nekos took jobs normally given to humans just because they had better potential because of their industrious culture. Michael's own father was taken out of a job because the corporate office found a Neko who could work harder. A month later, his dad was a full-blown alcoholic, who yelled at his son and at his wife for the half of each day that he was drunk. A month later his wife ran off with another man, leaving behind Michael and his sister. During his sober moments, Michael's father taught him how to fire a weapon, and that, in the words of his father, "If you ever seen one of them f*ckin' Neko bastards that done ruined your pa, shoot first, ask questions later. Shoot to kill 'em, too, those slimey vermin are mighty quick."
His father also told him that the only honest people are the true-blooded Resians, although Michael's father seemed to be forgetting that his wife and the man she ran off with, as well as the boss that fired him, were all humans. Nevertheless, Michael carried his father's beliefs with him. Later on in life, he joined the skinheads. He got tired of the look after about a year, so he joined the KKK. He spent the best five years of his life burning crosses with the sheet-wearers, until a man from the RSO, the Resian Supremacist Organization, approached him after noticing his apparent furvor in persecuting those different from himself. The man, named Nathanial, offered him a job at the bottom, promising him great growth potential.

Now Michael Douglas was on the second rung of the RSO ladder, and was facing one of the best Roanian assassins in history. Of course, he didn't know that as he drew his outdated Colt .45 from his coatpocket and pointed it at the foreigner. He fired off three shots, smiling with grim satisfaction as he remembered his father's words, "Shoot to kill 'em, shoot to kill..."

((OOC: With that much backstory it's almost a shame that he's a grunt, isn't it? :P ))

OOC: What's really sad is how little chance he had of success. And what's scary is that #2371 won't even consider he's killing another human being. Michael might as well an animal.

In fact, to #2371, he is an animal. An unskilled one.

IC:

#2371 narrowed his eyes, and waited till the bullet had fired. He then, against all probability, snatched it from the air. His gloved fingers smelt singed, but he could deal with that later. "You just made a mistake, my friend."

He entered into the Kill-Zone, the entire universe disappearing except him and his adversary. The assassin ran forward, and slammed a fist into the man's gut. This was followed by the gun being wrested from the attempted murderer's hands, and thrown through a solid wall. The assassin's left hand went to the man's neck, and lifted Michael a full foot off the ground. "Who sent you."

Michael didn't answer, instead spitting. With a hiss, #2371 tightened his grip, starting to crush the man's windpipe.

Hanging there a foot off the ground, Michael's life began to flash before his eyes. He remembered the smell of hard wiskey on his father's breath as he mercelessly flogged a younger Michael. He remembered seeing his mom running out the door while his dad gave chase, only to be threatened by his mom's boyfriend with a sawed-off shotgun. He remembered hearing about the car crash his father died in, a car crash with a tourist from Credonia.

With his last breath, he spat in the Roanian's face. "You... skum...!" he choaked out, before dying as he was born to, hating those who aren't Resian. His eyes rolled back, and his corpse fell limp in #2371's hands.

The corpse was tossed into the ground, not a physical mark evident. #2371 took a look through the man's clothes, trying to find a clue as to who had sent this man. "Or was he some pitiful independent nut?"

OOC: Funnily, Roanians and Resians really don't look that different. They're both Caucasoid races, though the Roanians are of Russian and German extract.

James sat, though his eyes showed clearly that he was uncomfortable with having his movement so restricted. He explained his reasons to Jai for being in Eris Kallisti (I don't feel like typing it all out again.) Then he paused, and asked Jai, "Sir, that robot...it was of Resian make, was it not?"

At Jai's nod, he continued. "Well, I have reason to believe that there is at least one Roanian assassin nearby, and from what I know Roanians don't use robots in that fashion. I would strongly suggest that you be very careful."

OOC: No, Guanyu.

You most certainly fucking don't have reason to believe any such thing.

The corpse was tossed into the ground, not a physical mark evident. #2371 took a look through the man's clothes, trying to find a clue as to who had sent this man. "Or was he some pitiful independent nut?"#2371 found his wallet, with the man's Visa card, his Driver's license, about $200 dollars worth of GA's, and a photo of him in a suit, smiling, with his arm around a tall bald man. He did not know this, but that was the man that got Michael into all this, the man called Nathanial.OOC: Funnily, Roanians and Resians really don't look that different. They're both Caucasoid races, though the Roanians are of Russian and German extract.((OOC: Not really. Resian people have a touch of mongoloid blood in their bloodstream.))

James sat, though his eyes showed clearly that he was uncomfortable with having his movement so restricted. He explained his reasons to Jai for being in Eris Kallisti (I don't feel like typing it all out again.) Then he paused, and asked Jai, "Sir, that robot...it was of Resian make, was it not?"Jai nodded. "At one time it was, at any rate. I doubt that anyone but me or those who made it could know that for certain, seeing how heavily modified it has been."
At Jai's nod, he continued. "Well, I have reason to believe that there is at least one Roanian assassin nearby, and from what I know Roanians don't use robots in that fashion. I would strongly suggest that you be very careful."Jai sat up. "Did... you say Roanian assassin?" he said, startled, "Well, that's certainly interesting, seeing how my daughter came here with a Roanian 'boyfriend.' Do you think the Roanians would stoop so low as to kidnap her and then kill me as ransom? No, he's probably her assassin alone, and they'll be sending another for me. They like these things organized, those Roanians..."

OOC: No, Guanyu.

You most certainly f--- don't have reason to believe any such thing.((OOC: Erm, check a while back in the thread, he explains it there. It's a little shakey, I'll admit, and it wouldn't stand up in court, but it makes sense if you look at it from a purley motivational standpoint. I mean, who's been the one making all the death threats here, hm? :wink: ))

#2371 sighed, and looked through the wallet. He had only one option... he closed his eyes, and concentrated. Dark power floated around him, and he became a carbon copy of the man he had killed. "Excellent... now... to sort this mess out."

He walked purposefully down the road the man had come from.

OOC: No, Guanyu.

You most certainly f--- don't have reason to believe any such thing.((OOC: Erm, check a while back in the thread, he explains it there. It's a little shakey, I'll admit, and it wouldn't stand up in court, but it makes sense if you look at it from a purley motivational standpoint. I mean, who's been the one making all the death threats here, hm? :wink: ))

OOC: That was a team of assassins, and it was being planted in Eris Kallisti for the purpose of eventually destroying her power.

I will ignore any attempt to link that to Frederick. No dice.

The assassins continued to creep ever closer to the city, amazed at the ease with which their mission would be accomplished.

*While still in the countryside a small girl in a plain purple dress blinks at the group sneaking past her play area. A sudden wind picks up, tossleing her hair around her pretty little face*

Where are you going?

*She asks in a meak little voice, her eyes wide and blue, curious of the strangers.*

OOC: Speaking of which... I really need to start looking at bottom posts on pages... all the way from page 3...

:oops: IC:

The assassins looked at one another. Then one of them smiled. "Why... we're going to the city!" They gave her a lollypop.

#2371 sighed, and looked through the wallet. He had only one option... he closed his eyes, and concentrated. Dark power floated around him, and he became a carbon copy of the man he had killed. "Excellent... now... to sort this mess out."

He walked purposefully down the road the man had come from.((OOC: While that's all good and true, the man didn't come from anywhere. He was just leaning against a burned out warehouse when #2371 got there. Speaking of which, didn't the screwed-up guy mention a warehouse? Yeah, I think he did. :wink: ))
OOC: That was a team of assassins, and it was being planted in Eris Kallisti for the purpose of eventually destroying her power.

I will ignore any attempt to link that to Frederick. No dice.((OOC: Be that as it may, he still detected a potentially Roanian vessel that was trying to be inconspicious. It's either spys or assassins, and Roania has made more than one death threat against Jai, not to mention that island-hopping manuver that you've been doing. Besides, you're more of an action-type country, not a Let's-sit-and-watch-and-see-what-happens spy type, you'd kill Jai if you got half a chance. And in Eris Kallisti, where Jai isn't surrounded by his precious machines, you have more than half a chance. So you can see how James can draw that conclusion, can't you?))

Roania, do you accede James could have guessed there were Roanian assassins present? Cause from there, Jai's jump to suspecting Frederick seems pretty logical. Besides, it might make for some fun RPing.

OOC: Fine.

But you two owe me. Resi, I want to be able to slap Jai around myself. Do we have a deal?

IC:

#2371 moved in, towards the warehouse the man had been leaning against. He leant against the wall, and heard nothing. Cursing, he moved to the door, remembering to move exactly the way his now dead assailant had walked. He opened it.

OOC: What does he see?

((OOC: Eh, it's a deal. Just remember that Jai's packing. :wink:

This'll probably be my only RP post for the night, seeing as I'm working on my NS website. It is kickass, to put it simply. :) ))
IC:
"What're you doing inside?" A loud voice booms from the shadows, "Get back out there! We're supposed to be waiting to ambush that Roanian, and you're the bait. Get that through your thick skull, and get your ass out there!"
((OOC: In case you're wondering why they weren't disturbed by the sound of gunfire, let's make it clear that this isn't the best neighborhood they're in right now.))

OOC: Oh... don't worry. All of my characters are always packing.

Some of them have weapons that Jai wouldn't even understand in places which seem to be impossible.

IC:

#2371 spoke in Michael's voice. "The effing bastard's dead." He moved in, and directed a glance at the corpse. With a whisper of the wind, it resembled #2371's true form. "That'll show him."

OOC: Oh... don't worry. All of my characters are always packing.

Some of them have weapons that Jai wouldn't even understand in places which seem to be impossible.((OOC: Like Frederick's weapon in his...?

Ooooh, oh...
ew.... O__o ))
#2371 spoke in Michael's voice. "The effing bastard's dead." He moved in, and directed a glance at the corpse. With a whisper of the wind, it resembled #2371's true form. "That'll show him.""WHAT?" the voice said, "Dammit, the bait wasn't supposed to kill anyone! That was our job!"
"Richie, calm down," another voice piped in, "A dead guy's a dead guy, right? Mission accomplished."
"Whatever," the man known as Richie grunts, "But the next one you save for us."
With that, the warehouse's lights flick on in a bright flash that blinds #2371 temporarily. When his eyes adjust, he notices that the entire lengths of the walls around him, as well as a second story catwalk above him, were completely covered in men bristling with everything from thompson guns to plasma rifles.
"Alright boys," Richie said, although #2371 could still not determine his exact location, "Let's take the body back to home base, we'll make it into dog food there."
At once, men from the walls rushed forward past #2371 towards the entrance to collect the body.

#2371 followed, strangling his urge to kill all these people. It was doubtful that even he would be able to kill all these dozens of men. At least, while they were together. He noted, though, the distinctly unprofessional way most of these men held their weapons, and once more checked all his rings. His hands patted through his clothes, too, and he became quietly confident in the success of this plan.

He coughed. "Um, boss... what's the next part of the plan? I know you probally ((sic)) told me, and all, but you know it is..."

"You limey bastard," a voice from behind #2371 shouted out, as a big sweaty hand clapped him on the back, "what next part o' da plan? Haf you been drinkin'? Alls we gotta do now is get back to da home base, torture a bit more o' da evil outta that girl, and den ship 'er back to da homeland for brainwashin'. Dat's not a plan, it's just common sense. Now get in da back o' me pickup."
The man walked with #2371 among the masses of people, and eventually they came upon a fleet of run-down cars. The man hopped in the front of a rusty pickup truck, and motioned for #2371 to get in the back. Revving the engine a couple of times, he began to pull away.

#2371 waited, strangling the urge to kill this irksome human. "Right 'en. Let's go!" He watched the streets speed past. Once I get to the destination, I kill this guy.

#2371 waited, strangling the urge to kill this irksome human. "Right 'en. Let's go!" He watched the streets speed past. Once I get to the destination, I kill this guy.The after what seemed to be an eternity, the truck slowed to a stop. With a whine of breaks and a creaking noise in the transmission, the car's motor shut down. The driver opened the door and got out.
"C'mon, git inside!" he said to #2371, "You gots ta help pack fer da trip back to da homeland."
The man set off walking towards what appeared to be a tuna canning plant, his back now completely turned to #2371. However, before he was given time to act, all of the other cars that they departed with began to pull into the parking lot he was in in quick succession.

#2371 sighed, and stepped out of the car. He followed the man. "Actually, can I be transferred to torturing duty?" He asked, looking around. "I met that guy, and I know what his death looked like."

#2371 sighed, and stepped out of the car. He followed the man. "Actually, can I be transferred to torturing duty?" He asked, looking around. "I met that guy, and I know what his death looked like.""Wat're ya, stupid?" the man bellowed, "Y'know der's no torturin' dutay, it's jus' whoev'r wonts ta tortur 'er tortures 'er. Dat's da way it's always been. Ya ken do it, when ya git yer break."
Grumbling something about "stoopid rookies", the man stormed inside.

"I see..."

<=======>

Approximately 2 hours later, #2731 was put on break. He looked around, and followed some other people to the torture room. He saw...

OOC: Speed this up, I want to kill people.

OOC: Speed this up, I want to kill people.((OOC: I don't know why, but for some reason that makes me laugh. :lol: ))
"I see..."

<=======>

Approximately 2 hours later, #2731 was put on break. He looked around, and followed some other people to the torture room. He saw......one hell of a long line. Apparently people from all over the base were lined up to torture the girl. Every single man in the torture line was unarmed, as they really didn't need to be. Torture weapons were probably supplied in the room itself. A burley guy got in line behind #2731, and, after surveying how long the line was, decided to push him out of the way and proceed to the front of the line.
"Skuse me!" he grunted, taking #2731's place.
((OOC: Good enough for you? :wink: ))

OOC: Perfect.

IC:

#2371 sighed, and with calculated ease, rubbed one of his rings, while holding it to the man's back. A sharp energy sword exploded out, killing him. Everyone turned. The assassin revealed his true face, and smiled. "Get running." He slammed his fist into the wall. It dented. Then he reached behind him, and, after struggling a little bit, pulled out a gray clasp from his pants pocket. It unfolded into a pistol-shaped object.

((OOC: You're forgetting these people are fanatics))
IC:
"THE ROANIAN LIVES!" shouted one man, "HE'S A DEMON! SWARM HIM!"
At once, the majority of those standing in line threw themselves on top of #2731, pinning him to the ground. The struggling mass began to punch, kick, and bite him with a zeal born of their extremeism. Within seconds alarm klaxons began to blair, and marching footsteps signaled that armed reinforcements were arriving.

OOC: You're forgetting the Torpan. It zaps robot.

It blinds humans permanently.

IC:

There was a flashing light, and then #2371 punched upwards, shattering the skulls and backs of the people directly above him. He soon managed to pull himself out. Then he ran down the corridor, leaving the armed men a little gift. He opened the door, after activating his personal shield. He was splattered with blood.

There was a flashing light, and then #2371 punched upwards, shattering the skulls and backs of the people directly above him. He soon managed to pull himself out. Then he ran down the corridor, leaving the armed men a little gift. He opened the door, after activating his personal shield. He was splattered with blood.In the control room of the base, a shadowy figure observed the actions of Frederick from about a million different angles produced by hidden cameras. Smiling to himself, he spoke in a dull tone, completely apathetic.
"EMP the base," he said, "And put up our anti-magic defense. Tell the troops to engage him with hunting knives."
"Yessir," one of the men at the counter said.

As #2371 knocked down the door, a man greeted him with a swing of a mace to the face. As soon as #2371 noticed the mace, the nights went off. The EMP was sent off, and probably the anti-magic sheild.

OOC: Who said magical?

Personal shield. That won't do much to him.

OOC: So it isn't magical, nor does it have any electrical components? Interesting.

IC: James looked startled. "Your daughter? Sara is here? In that case, there may be a way for me to shed some light on the situation."

He held up his watch again. "JBK405 to team Resi Blue, respond. This is an emergency hail, all incom protocols are to be considered dropped. Repeat, emergency hail. Respond."

A voice came from the watch, a male human voice, "James? What the hell are you doing here?"

"That's not important now. I'm taking command of your unit under Domin's authority. Code 7713. I need to know if you have the mark in sight."

"7713? It's that bad? As a matter of fact, we don't. The damn kid gave us the slip at the airport without even trying. I think it was that Roanian that was with her. He looked like an intelligence type, his training probably kicked in automatically. Don't worry, we'll have her back under surveillance within-what the?" There was some muted cursing in the background. "James, the girl is GONE, I repeat, the mark is gone!"

James swore feelingly. "I think we have a problem, Mr. Resi. That man heads a small intelligence team that keeps track of your daughter when she leaves your home nation. It looks like she's disappeared!"

OOC: Who said anything about not having electrical components? It's a personal shield that is designed to protect the person from any harm. It is contained in a ring on his left index finger. However, for the sake of Resi, I'll run with it.

IC:

Frederick fell forward, unconscious.

The reason I mentioned electrical components was that the EMP Resi mentioned would short any such components. I don't think it was meant to hurt or disable Frederick, just to knock out the shield.

Okay, I'm going on a camping trip for the weekend, so I won't be posting until Sunday night. If it becomes necessary, Resi can RP James and the 5 Guanyan Intelligence personnel in Eris Kallisti. I'm gonna send him a TG right now telling him what he needs to know about them if he does end up having to RP them. See you all on Sunday!

((OOC: ohmygoddess.... I'm sooo sorry people! I was trapped without a computer all week and had no way of telling anyone. I'd start catching up now except I just got off work and its 6am here *grumble sigh yawn* I'll catch up tomarrow afternoon I swear! Glad to see the RP is still coming along though *grins*))

The assassins continued to creep ever closer to the city, amazed at the ease with which their mission would be accomplished.

*While still in the countryside a small girl in a plain purple dress blinks at the group sneaking past her play area. A sudden wind picks up, tossleing her hair around her pretty little face*

Where are you going?

*She asks in a meak little voice, her eyes wide and blue, curious of the strangers.*

The assassins looked at one another. Then one of them smiled. "Why... we're going to the city!" They gave her a lollypop.*The littlegirl smiled a bit at the lollypop, and nodded as she took it, taking a small machine out of her pocket and scanning the candy before popping it in her mouth, satisfied it wasn't poison. It was hard to hear her when she spoke over the winds*

ok... its going to get dark soon. Watch out for rouge vampires.

*As she turned away to leave they would notice she had a pair of wings folded against her back. They seemed to be made of sparkling spider webs*

~~Double post kicked in the nads~~

*Callisto was still shaking as Rai dissapeared. Gripping her energy sword in both her hands she nearly growled. The beam slipped back into the handle and she turned abruptly to go retrive the normal blade for it. Eris watched her high priestess carefully before agreeing to go inside with the others. For now, she was strangely quiet, keeping her thoughts on the matters at hand to herself. Nia Starr raised a brow at the Empress, and Eris nodded to her. Nia slipped outside and spoke quietly to Callisto*

Nia: Eris says she needs you to get to the head temple and stay there for now. The patterns are getting to orderly. Keep your eyes open.

*Callisto stared at Nia for a moment, opening her mouth to protest, but the look on the elf girl's face made her think twice. Slowly she nodded, sheathing her weapon, and pulling her cloak up*

Callisto: as she wishes....

*Wrapping herself up in the cloak, she dissapeared intothe shadows. Inside, Eris furrowed her brow, taking a seat in her comfotable easy-chair-like throne.*

Guess I shouldn't have bothered...

OOC: Who said anything about not having electrical components? It's a personal shield that is designed to protect the person from any harm. It is contained in a ring on his left index finger. However, for the sake of Resi, I'll run with it.

IC:

Frederick fell forward, unconscious.((OOC: Well, if it's not electrical and it's not magical, then what is it for Chrissakes? Is it anbaric or metaphysical or extradimensional or something?))
IC:
"Heheh, got that sucker," the man with the mace grunted, "Now to haul his ass back to home base."
Walking forward and leaning over to pick up the body of Frederick, the man tripped over the body, dropped his mace, and managed to land his face on top of it, knocking him stone cold and leaving him lying on top of Frederick.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Back in the control room, there was a little situation.
"What do you mean you can't retrieve the body?" a deep voice growled in the blackness that enveloped the room.
"Sorry, sir, but until the auxillary power kicks in, we can't see it."
"But what about the night vision? The thermals?"
"The EMP blew them all, sir."
"Mother of... well, just focus on getting that aux power back on line."
"Yessir."

James looked startled. "Your daughter? Sara is here? In that case, there may be a way for me to shed some light on the situation."

He held up his watch again. "JBK405 to team Resi Blue, respond. This is an emergency hail, all incom protocols are to be considered dropped. Repeat, emergency hail. Respond."

A voice came from the watch, a male human voice, "James? What the hell are you doing here?"

"That's not important now. I'm taking command of your unit under Domin's authority. Code 7713. I need to know if you have the mark in sight."

"7713? It's that bad? As a matter of fact, we don't. The damn kid gave us the slip at the airport without even trying. I think it was that Roanian that was with her. He looked like an intelligence type, his training probably kicked in automatically. Don't worry, we'll have her back under surveillance within-what the?" There was some muted cursing in the background. "James, the girl is GONE, I repeat, the mark is gone!"

James swore feelingly. "I think we have a problem, Mr. Resi. That man heads a small intelligence team that keeps track of your daughter when she leaves your home nation. It looks like she's disappeared!"Jai dropped his wine glass, which upon contact with the ground shattered into a billion shards. Almost simultaneously, his jaw dropped, giving the feeling of him utterly falling, both mentally and physically, at the sound of the news.
"Gone?" he sputtered, "AGAIN? The last time she left, she became some insane giant monster. You can realize how this makes me feel about her leaving now."
He leaned over the table (I'm assuming there's a coffee table or some feng shui object between them) and looked at James. He whispered in hushed tones, so that no one, not the guards not anyone could hear what he had to say, except for James himself.
"Look," Jai said, "As you know I am an insanely wealthy man. I will spare no expense to get my daughter back and am willing to pay for anything to do so. You know the workings of your agency, and of anything else you could use to track my daughter, much better than I do, so make the decisions yourself and spend without descrimination. And, if there's anything that a giant battlemech could solve or that a crazy guy with a couple of tasers could fix, just let me know and I'll take care of it personally."

Sitting back up, Jai did his best to regain his composure.
"I swear," he muttered, "I'm going to install a TRACKING device on that girl after this is done with."

OOC: Resi, before I post...

did he smack the face? Or the back of the head?

OOC: Resi, before I post...

did he smack the face? Or the back of the head?((OOC: I'd probably be the forehead or thereabouts, because #2371 was facing him when the blow struck. #2371's a strong man, so he would be able to come to with a throbbing headache rather easily.))

OOC: A smack to the face won't knock him out. At most, it will stun him.

IC: #2371 rolled to his feet. His eyes glowed in the darkness. Taking a look at a mirror, he scowled. "You ruined my face..." With a heavy foot, he stomped down on the man's neck, snapping it. "That will cost me a fortune to heal..."

<=============>

The assassins laughed at the fairy. "Thank you, little girl... we'll be in town before nightfall. But thank you for your concern, and enjoy your lollipop."

James spoke quietly, "No payment will be neccessary, Mr. Resi. Consider it a favor from my father. I'll call you if I have any word."

He straightened. Speaking apparently to empty air, he said "Time to go hunting. Initiate procedure James Alpha Bravo Theta."

His watch answered him in a deep resonating voice. "Confirm James Alpha Bravo Theta and give recognition code."

"James Alpha Bravo Theta confirmed, recognition code is as follows:" James smiled grimly, "Cry havoc, and let slip the dogs of war."

"Procedure confirmed. Welcome back, Commander. We've missed you."

A series of blinking lights came into being around James's head and converged on him. When the lights subsided, he was covered completely in organic steel armor, with two diamond eyeslits as the only exceptions. A glowing blade jutted from the armor's right arm, and a gun nozzle tipped the left. On his back was a device that looked like a generator.

"This is the highest grade of Black Ops armor from Guanyan Intelligence. It's given to those who complete full Grey Agent training. It has better sensors in it than most starships. I'll find your daughter, if anyone can."

#2371 rolled to his feet. His eyes glowed in the darkness. Taking a look at a mirror, he scowled. "You ruined my face..." With a heavy foot, he stomped down on the man's neck, snapping it. "That will cost me a fortune to heal..."A pained groan passed through the darkness, like a sigh. It came from where the man once stood, in the doorway that #2371 tried to walk through. A gasp filled the silence, then another moan that distinctly held the shape of the words "Help me..." passed through the air.
-----------------------------------------------------------
"Nice, very nice," said Jai, obviously impressed, "a hell of a lot of work must have gone into that. As for payment, I really must insist, but we'll work out the details when you get back. Remember, call me if you need me."

#2137 stepped forward, carefully. He pressed the ring again, and a full-diversion aura started up now. As he took a step forward, objects an inch away from him suddenly were pushed backwards. "Sara? Is that you?"

((OOC: Okay, how is THAT working now? The bigots not only put up an antimagic barrier, but they EMPed their own base.))
IC:
"Frederick?" Sara's voice responds, "Oh Fred! You came to save me! I'm over here, follow my voice! Do you have anything to cut my chains with?"

OOC: Roanians aren't above dipping into other sources when it suits them...

like, for instance, prayer, or chaos, or just the very fabric of the planet. Also, I imagine that in the realm of Chaos, it'd be very hard to completely seal off magic...

IC:

#2137 swore as the shield used up its interior battery, and powered down. "Sara?" He looked into the room, holding his hand in front of his face. His eyes picked up a human shape, but couldn't make anything else out. "And... who is Frederick?" He asked, asif trying to remember something he had forgotten.

OOC: Roanians aren't above dipping into other sources when it suits them...

like, for instance, prayer, or chaos, or just the very fabric of the planet. Also, I imagine that in the realm of Chaos, it'd be very hard to completely seal off magic...((OOC: Actually, you just use chaos' polar opposite, order. Granted, it'd be hard, but Nathanial is quite the mage.))
#2137 swore as the shield used up its interior battery, and powered down. "Sara?" He looked into the room, holding his hand in front of his face. His eyes picked up a human shape, but couldn't make anything else out. "And... who is Frederick?" He asked, asif trying to remember something he had forgotten."Frederick! It's you!" Sara yells out, "Please, love, help me! You're my Fred, you've always been and you always will be! Now please, help me!"

*Callisto slipped through the shadows, grumbling to herself as she aproached the main temple. At least the underground tunnels were clear of Nos and Bone Gnawers. She really didn't feel like dealing with them today. Pulling out a thick ring of keys she unlocked the underground passage into the temple, and made a point to double check the lock as she shut the huge door behind her. Before the security system could trip off, she placed her hand on a scanner pad, and identified herself. Sighing she headed upstairs where she was greeted by a few of her junior priestesses. She mearly nodded to them, ignoring their comments and questions before heading to her private study.*

--------------

In the palace:

*William left the group, and headed to his office. Nia Starr watched Eris intently. It seemed the Empress was concentrating on something other then James and Jai at the moment. Every once in a while Eris would make a small "tisk" noise and click her tounge. Her eyes closed and she tilted her head as if listening to something. Nia seemed a little baffled, but didn't seem to want to inturrupt Eris. After a while, the Fnord Handler entered the large room with a slight smirk on its face. It carried with it, what looked like, a small wire cage that appeared empty.*

Jai, who apparently noticed the little noises his fiancee was making, leans over towards Eris with a very pecular look on his face.
"Something the matter, love?" he asked, "You seem to be a bit miffed by something..."
Out of the corner of his eye, Jai recognised the Fnord handler, but thought that it would be a bit inappropriate to talk to her and Eris at the same time, especially with something bothering Eris like that.

James turned to leave, but caught sight of Eris's odd expression. He stared at her for a moment with a peculiarly intent look on his face, then nodded as understanding lit his features. He turned once more and walked quickly from the room.

After rendezvousing (yes, that really is how it's spelled) with his team and determining Sara's last known location, James headed for the section of town where she would have gone if she had continued on the same course as she had been following when the team lost track of her. In his suit, a complex sensor system began a citywide search for Sara's biosignature. It finally pinpointed her location in a warehouse across town. James walked briskly in the direction of the warehouse, hoping nothing would happen to Sara in the time it took him to get to her location.

Upon setting foot on the premises (sp?), James is instantly greated by three sniper rounds from three different directions, making contact with his forehead, his back along his spine, and the side of his stomach. When the assassins realized their rounds had no effect, two ran, and the one that sniped James in the forehead, being purched on the roof of the building James was attempting to enter, picked up some sort of plasma weapon and aimed it at the lone figure.

James spun as the bullets hit his armor, firing one burst from the Gamma Irradiator in the left arm of his armor at each (/both?) of the two fleeing attackers. Not watching to see if they are hit he turned to face the third sniper. He started to salute the man with his blade arm, but halfway through the motion the blade flew off and shot straight for the assassin. The hand that had housed the blade grew a large shield-like object that James placed between himself and the man's weapon.

The man standing over the door collapses, dropping his Gatling Plasma (http://members.cox.net/resicorp/gp.htm) to the ground in front of the door, before falling after it himself. James notices that the building has lit up once again, and klaxons now blair loudly. A loud shuffling of feet tells James that guards will be there soon, and his sensors tell him that there are about 100-odd men heading to the entrance carrying plasma weapons of some variety.

The shield and the Irradiator melted back into the armor and were replaced by what looked like two eight-barrelled Gatling Guns, not much different from the Gatling Plasma the man had dropped. Oddly, he fired several rounds into the doorway of the building the sniper had been standing on. After perhaps two hundred bullets had blown into the walls, he stopped and waited for the enemy to approach.

About fifty troops climbed over the collapsed front of their base and the equally collapsed bodies of their fallen comrades. Their heads sticking above the rubble, they open fire on James, assulting him with a barrage of Plasma.

James fired his weapons into the mob for about ten straight seconds, ignoring the plasma fire. Then he screamed, a high-pitched shriek that made many of the men cover their ears. At his scream, the bullets in what was left of the doorway and in the bodies of his assailants exploded with brutal force, throwing trailer trash into the air and into each other. A few fortunates had caught bullets in their heads or chests and died instantly. The rest were not nearly as lucky.

#2371 shook his head, and suddenly his eyes opened wide. "What..."

This is Agent #4765 of RIAS Team Eagle, charged with the destruction of Eris Kallisti. Agent number, officer.

#2731 paused, trying to locate some nagging doubt. He remembered his training, and nodded. This is Agent #2731, of the RCIA, fulfilling Mission Directive Omega-Sigma.

<================>

"RCIA? 2731?" #4756 turned to his partners. "What is Prime Directive Omega-Sigma?"

"Now, it's the means for destroying people we dislike... when he was still active... it was the directive for protecting..." The agent smirked.

"Protecting who?"

"Protecting Sara Resi... Gear up the Order-warp!"

<===========>

#2731, we'll get you and Lady Resi out of there...

#2731 nodded, and snapped the chains off Sara. All of a sudden the world started to spin around the pair of them...

OOC: He'll go back to normal in... just a few posts...

IC:


<============>

When it stopped, they were in a circle of black-clad men, who were holding weapons in a manner which suggested expertise in dealing death...

James fired his weapons into the mob for about ten straight seconds, ignoring the plasma fire. Then he screamed, a high-pitched shriek that made many of the men cover their ears. At his scream, the bullets in what was left of the doorway and in the bodies of his assailants exploded with brutal force, throwing trailer trash into the air and into each other. A few fortunates had caught bullets in their heads or chests and died instantly. The rest were not nearly as lucky.The result was complete and total annihilation for that wave of troops. Burning corpses were scattered about, and their weapons, mostly Gatling Plasmas (http://members.cox.net/resicorp/gp.htm), Plasma Rifles (http://members.cox.net/resicorp/plasmarifle.htm), and Small Plasma Beams (http://members.cox.net/resicorp/spb.htm) lay at James' feet. The klaxons continue to blair, and more footsteps are heard, this time coming from buildings in the surrounding area. At once, several thousand troops open fire on James' backside, mostly with shell weapons.

When it stopped, they were in a circle of black-clad men, who were holding weapons in a manner which suggested expertise in dealing death...((OOC: Alright, I'm assuming these guys are yours, but I'm not entirely sure. I'd like your confirmation before I post))

When it stopped, they were in a circle of black-clad men, who were holding weapons in a manner which suggested expertise in dealing death...((OOC: Alright, I'm assuming these guys are yours, but I'm not entirely sure. I'd like your confirmation before I post))

OOC: They're the bad people. :P Don't worry, Frederick, when he snaps back to normal, won't allow them to hurt Sara. The blow to the head scrambled his memory, so, another blow to the skull might restore it.

MEEEEEEEEEEEP

Jai, who apparently noticed the little noises his fiancee was making, leans over towards Eris with a very pecular look on his face.
"Something the matter, love?" he asked, "You seem to be a bit miffed by something..."
Out of the corner of his eye, Jai recognised the Fnord handler, but thought that it would be a bit inappropriate to talk to her and Eris at the same time, especially with something bothering Eris like that.*Eris opened her eyes with a small chuckle and shook her head*

No no... just throwing some dissorder at the ones working against us.

*She took Jai's hand and squeezed it*

I'm sure Sara will be fine.

*With her free hand she reached into the small wire cage. As she pulled her hand out, a small multi-colored blob appeared in it.*

These assasins... they think they know what their up against..... but really they have no idea. They think they can get an upper hand on me in my ownland? *she smirked* I think not.

*Much like many of the Gods and Goddesses, Eris had her own playing board. Setting the blob on a side table next to her it fattened itself out and formed, what appeared to be, a chessboard. Once the board itself was formed, a few things bubbled up from it. One thing appeared to be a castle, another an old building, and another was a temple.*

These are the current areas we're concentrating on... now... to just get the players to show up on the board. I haven't had to use this in along time.

*she tilted her head, thinking about things*

*in a desperate attempt to make this visible again, he posts*

((OOC: YES! YES! WAHAHAHAHA!!! I saved the thread! :lol:

Alright, now that I've rescued the thread from the neather-dimensions of the NationStates server, it's time to RP))
IC:
Sara gasps. Lying on the ground next to Fred, she looks up at him.
"Wha... what? Where are we?"
Looking around wildly, she spots Frederick's fellow assassins.
"W-who are you? Get back! ARGH!"
She tried to move her leg, which was badly brused and beaten. It bled a little as she jerked it, trying to stand up.
"I can't move! Fred, please help me!"

OOC: Thousands? Jeez, man, By the way Resi, I just got my SAT scores back and I got a 1480. Feel the burn. And yes, I'm taking it again to get my 1500.

IC: James looked around at the swarms of assailants. Reasoning that it would take far too long to kill them all, he exercised his suit's invisibility program and disappeared. He then set off at a run for where his suit indicated Sara Resi was.

When he neared the location, he spotted Sara and a Roanian surrounded by dark figures who he knew on sight were assassins, probably Roanian. Not sure of the situation, he hid (just to be safe, even though he was invisible) and watched the group.

OOC: I'd like to check with the rest of you before going further to make sure I wouldn't be interfering with anyone's plans for this RP by having James attack.

OOC: You're damn right you won't, because you aren't going to get there in time for anything. They're not even within 5 miles of the city, thank you. :roll:

RESI... MY BAD PEOPLE! *MY* ASSASSINS!

Roania, a suggestion: don't get all butt-hurt about it. I thought the assassins went to Fred and Sara, not brought the two to them.

Roania, a suggestion: don't get all butt-hurt about it. I thought the assassins went to Fred and Sara, not brought the two to them.

OOC: And I'd be honored to find out how you reached that conclusion?

I'd wondered why Resi hated you so much. I always thought he was exaggerating. Apparently, I was wrong. However, let's put aside our mutual contempt for the sake of the RP, shall we?

RESI... MY BAD PEOPLE! *MY* ASSASSINS!((OOC:*shrugs*
You said bad people, you turned the RP over to me, I assumed they were mine. The post is/will be edited.))

*Eris opened her eyes with a small chuckle and shook her head*

No no... just throwing some dissorder at the ones working against us."Hm, something you're perticularly good at, of course," Jai said, smiling a little, "After all, it is your job."
*She took Jai's hand and squeezed it*

I'm sure Sara will be fine.Looking into Eris' eyes, Jai saw traces of determination, and of true sincerity. It really surprised the man, even took him aback, because all he usually saw with Eris was a sort of liveliness that comes with a chaotic heart, with all the other elements as only trace. But this, just seeing it in her eyes, clued him in to Eris' true depth of character, her true gamit of emotions. It almost even turned him on.

But now was certainly not the time for that

"I..." Jai stuttered a bit, feeling nervous for the first time in a long while, "I believe you. I know if anyone can do this, it's you. I love you, honey, good luck..."
*With her free hand she reached into the small wire cage. As she pulled her hand out, a small multi-colored blob appeared in it.*

These assasins... they think they know what their up against..... but really they have no idea. They think they can get an upper hand on me in my ownland? *she smirked* I think not.Jai chuckled a little, feeling the tension slide off of him. "I honestly don't know what they were thinking, trying to compete with a goddess like you," he said, watching the blob, "They've got to be crazy, they have to be. I mean, can't you just fry them now?"
*Much like many of the Gods and Goddesses, Eris had her own playing board. Setting the blob on a side table next to her it fattened itself out and formed, what appeared to be, a chessboard. Once the board itself was formed, a few things bubbled up from it. One thing appeared to be a castle, another an old building, and another was a temple.*

These are the current areas we're concentrating on... now... to just get the players to show up on the board. I haven't had to use this in along time.

*she tilted her head, thinking about things*Jai looked sideways at the chessboard.
"I had no idea you played," he said with a smile, jokingly.

OOC: This replaces the previous post, which has been edited.

IC: James looked at the swarm of men and women flowing out of the doors. Using his suit's stealth function, he quietly faded from sight. As he continued past his assailants unseen, Sara Resi's location indicator suddenly jumped several miles outside of the city.

"Shit! What the hell just happened?" He asked himself. After sending a quick message to Jai explaining Sara's unexpected departure, James left in the direction Sara had disappeared, hoping to make it before something happened to her.

OOC: This replaces the previous post, which has been edited.

IC: James looked at the swarm of men and women flowing out of the doors. Using his suit's stealth function, he quietly faded from sight. As he continued past his assailants unseen, Sara Resi's location indicator suddenly jumped several miles outside of the city.

"Shit! What the hell just happened?" He asked himself. After sending a quick message to Jai explaining Sara's unexpected departure, James left in the direction Sara had disappeared, hoping to make it before something happened to her.

I'd wondered why Resi hated you so much. I always thought he was exaggerating. Apparently, I was wrong. However, let's put aside our mutual contempt for the sake of the RP, shall we?((OOC: If you're talking IC, then yeah we do hate him. But we've got nothing against Roania OOC, just so you know.))
James looked at the swarm of men and women flowing out of the doors. Using his suit's stealth function, he quietly faded from sight. As he continued past his assailants unseen, Sara Resi's location indicator suddenly jumped several miles outside of the city.

"Shit! What the hell just happened?" He asked himself. After sending a quick message to Jai explaining Sara's unexpected departure, James left in the direction Sara had disappeared, hoping to make it before something happened to her.As he took off, people from all around began to fire at the sky and at where he was before cloaking with their plasma weapons, and even a few RPG launchers. There were about 2,000 people firing at James, and although they weren't the best trained and he was invisible, simple numbers kept them hitting their target once in a while.

James smiled grimly as he flew from the building. Two plasma beams hit him but caused no damage. A hit from an RPG launcher, however, nearly knocked him from the sky with its sheer kinetic energy. James pressed a button on his suit's left forearm and the present he had left for the mob, a K1416 Aural Pacifier, began emitting sound waves at incredibly high frequency and volume. After about three seconds, the sound had grown loud enough to cause hemmoraging in a human brain, killing anyone in the approximately 60 meter blast radius who did not have ear protection against the weapon.

Frederick blinked. He was waking up from... "Oh... what have..." He saw the agents approach him.

"Good morning, #2173..." The assassin #4736 smiled, as he lifted Sara up. "Thank you for bringing her to me... now, we will begin Directive OmegaSigma..." The other assassins smiled down at him.

"Oh, and kill you... traitor!" They each drew an RA-87 and pointed it down at Frederick. "For the RIAS, and for Director X!"

"Kill... Frederick..." Sara muttered, her eyes twitched open. She breathed in a little, then out sharply, then gasped and screamed.
"DIIIIIIIIIIIIE!"
Using her circlet to manifest a knife in her hand, she stabbed the man holding her and gutted him. In a flourish, she whipped around and shot out nanomachines that ate away at the guns of those threatening Frederick, before manifesting knives that went flying at each of them.

Exausted, and more than a little tramuatised, Sara collapsed into Frederick's arms.

#5436 saw the daggers coming for him. He dropped to the ground, not moving.

Frederick smiled, and took her in his arms. "I'm sorry, Sara... I'm so sorry..." He kissed her, gently. "I'm never..."

His eyes suddenly rolled backwards, and he collapsed, #5436's katana stuck in his back.

OOC: It's nowhere vital, or deadly, or any place he'll die instantly. He's just slowly dying of blood-loss.

Bump because patience is only a virtue when you don't have AP exams coming up.

#5436 saw the daggers coming for him. He dropped to the ground, not moving.

Frederick smiled, and took her in his arms. "I'm sorry, Sara... I'm so sorry..." He kissed her, gently. "I'm never..."

His eyes suddenly rolled backwards, and he collapsed, #5436's katana stuck in his back.

OOC: It's nowhere vital, or deadly, or any place he'll die instantly. He's just slowly dying of blood-loss.Sara was unconcious, lying on Frederick's dying body with not an ounce of strength left in her. The power core for her circlet was exausted after that last burst, and as reliant as she was on nanomachines to live, it is uncertain whether she will survive or not as well. Her breathing was shallow, but she managed to whisper the words "I love you" into Frederick's ear, although doing so made her cough and collapse again.

James's heart leapt into his throat when he arrived at Sara's location. She was lying, unconscious or dead, on top of a Roanian assassin, who seemed to be unconscious as well. Racing to Sara as his armor disappeared, he lifted her onto his shoulder and pulled his plasma pistol. Setting it to "duration," he fired into the assassin's body, holding the beam on him for a couple of full seconds, enough to fry and melt his entire central body from head to crotch.

Sara gasped as she was picked up by James and flung to his shoulder. In a state of half conciousness, she saw James raise his arm and point his weapon at Frederick, and watched seemingly in slow-motion as he fired and tore Frederick's body in half. She gasped violently again, then screamed out a loud blood-curdling scream...
"http://www.angelfire.com/ns2/corporateislands/no.gif"
She then fell limp to James' shoulder, returning to her state of in between life and death.

((OOC: Oh! And before I forget, Eris told me her computer's giving her crap, and that she needed to get it repaired and that she wasn't just being lazy and not posting. Well, and the forums were being bitchy for her, which is never fun.))

OOC: Hmmm... Guanyu, you just signed two documents at RIAS HQ. First, James is going to get a large of sum of money for taking out Frederick.

And second, Frederick's father is going to spend every cent in his rather considerable fortune to have James killed, and send the assassins out after him, and send out his own private army of death-dealing sadists. After James, and everyone who cares about James. And everyone who lives next to James. And their families.

Or, we can check with Resi. If he says Frederick is dead, he's dead, and James will be joining him shortly. Conversely, if he says he's alive, then he's alive.

I took that into consideration. There is no one close to James. He is currently very strongly at odds with his father, who is the national leader of Guanyu and his only family. James himself IS trained as an assassin, and he's got a crapload of technology at his disposal. I'm about 95% certain that Resi will say he is dead, and I am 100% certain that I lost our bet about how you would react. :D

BTW: I'm impressed that you were reasonable about it, and my opinion of you just went up several notches. I apologize for my earlier statements/veiled insults.

One tiny little thing... Frederick's father is X.

X=Head of the RIAS.

As the Head of the RIAS, he has to congratulate James. As a noble of the Divine Emperor and a councillor to the crown, he has to punish James for the insult to his family honour.

Choc-a-block full of technology won't help him. The RIAS once deployed a nuclear weapon to assassinate a single man. And finally, without Frederick, the very last OOC argument against me invading Resi is gone.

You just signed Resi's death certificate.

Really dramatic post there, the previous one too. Anyway, I had guessed the thing about his father, and I left you an opening to attack him in any case. He didn't notice the guy who stabbed Frederick, so that guy could stab James if you'd like. And Resi always liked a good fight.

((OOC: Not to start an OOC pissing contest here, but we have AMF's Skynet and one of our own SDI systems to stop those nukes, as well as a Corporate Islands SDI (made it a LONG time ago, we did). And we have ortillary, which make nukes look like cherrybombs. Even if he is unreasonable, your death is certain should a nuke be launched at Resi. Most people take that into their calculations.

But on to the IC posts!))

*She took Jai's hand and squeezed it*

I'm sure Sara will be fine.Looking into Eris' eyes, Jai saw traces of determination, and of true sincerity. It really surprised the man, even took him aback, because all he usually saw with Eris was a sort of liveliness that comes with a chaotic heart, with all the other elements as only trace. But this, just seeing it in her eyes, clued him in to Eris' true depth of character, her true gamit of emotions. It almost even turned him on.

But now was certainly not the time for that

"I..." Jai stuttered a bit, feeling nervous for the first time in a long while, "I believe you. I know if anyone can do this, it's you. I love you, honey, good luck..."*Eris smiled a bit and shrugged*

luck has nothing to do with it my dear.

*With her free hand she reached into the small wire cage. As she pulled her hand out, a small multi-colored blob appeared in it.*

These assasins... they think they know what their up against..... but really they have no idea. They think they can get an upper hand on me in my own land? *she smirked* I think not...Jai chuckled a little, feeling the tension slide off of him. "I honestly don't know what they were thinking, trying to compete with a goddess like you," he said, watching the blob, "They've got to be crazy, they have to be. I mean, can't you just fry them now?"*Eris giggled softly and raised an eyebrow at her fiancee*

Crazy? I've been called that before. The best way to deal with crazy, is to be crazier. Frying them now would put too many bystanders in harms way. I have to be careful with this so I don't accidently knock off the wrong people.

*Much like many of the Gods and Goddesses, Eris had her own playing board. Setting the blob on a side table next to her it fattened itself out and formed, what appeared to be, a chessboard. Once the board itself was formed, a few things bubbled up from it. One thing appeared to be a castle, another an old building, and another was a temple.*

These are the current areas we're concentrating on... now... to just get the players to show up on the board. I haven't had to use this in along time.

*she tilted her head, thinking about things*Jai looked sideways at the chessboard.
"I had no idea you played," he said with a smile, jokingly.*Eris grinned at Jai*

Well I doubt they'll be able to put me in checkmate. So... who do we know is involved? Sara, of course... and her Roanian friend... then we have ourselves....

*She looked at the board as figures started to appear. Some of the figures were shadowy, humanoid-ish blobs... basicaly the people that she didn't know.*

bah... damnit. I hate it when I can't tell who's who.... This might take a while.

*She summoned up another blob near the old building, and it took shape. It appeared to be a man made of fire, with large firey wings*

I'm calling in a favor for this one... *She mumbled to herself* Nelaparnon, Pyre of the Second Dawn, and Fallen of the Second House. You owe me. Make yourself useful, and I'll be nice enough to not to send you back to the Pit.

*She seemed to be having a conversation with thin air, but the figure on the board seemed to grudgingly bow, and head for the figures of James, Sara and the Roanian.*

geeze... your always so damn testy... damn... something seems to be going wrong.

*She directed Nelaparnon towards the group*

-----
http://cybersluagh.com/lynn/malfeas.jpg
*Neleparnon, who was now in the form of an attractive human male named Donovan (or DJ Malfeas among his friends), raised a brow as Sara screamed then fell limp on James's shoulder. Shyt...this didn't seem good. Moving at unnatural speed, he rushed at James's weapon, hopefully knocking it away as he fired on the assasin*

What the hell are you doing?! The Empress wants these people alive. Hand over the girl. Who the phuk -are- you anyway?!

*Eris had failed to mention James's presence to him. Who knows if she did that on purpose or not. It was hard to tell with her. He didn't attack James directly, but he was ready for a fight if it came down to it. Neleparnon didn't see anyone else in the area, but he was too busy trying to keep the Roanian from being fried to death... if he wasn't already.*

OOC: Pyre of the Second Dawn? Ok, I can handle that. I just realized I never posted a pic of James, so here he is:

http://moderators.united.net.kg/NS%20Pic%20Hosting/Characters/jake.jpg

IC: Nelaparnon was too late to stop James, but did hit him with enough force that he knocked Sara off of James's shoulder and onto the ground. James turned to him, clearly enraged.

"Watch it buddy. If she's hurt because of that fall, I will personally see to it that Asmodeus, Lord of the Pit, takes a special interest in tormenting you. Oh yes, I know you are a demon. It shows in the eyes. Now, if you will be so kind as to get out of my way so that I may return Ms. Resi to safety, I won't have to send you back to whichever level of the Pit you came from. Or maybe you would prefer a visit to Cania? I hear the ice magic in the Frozen Wastes makes fire demons pop like balloons."

*Eris grinned at Jai*

Well I doubt they'll be able to put me in checkmate. So... who do we know is involved? Sara, of course... and her Roanian friend... then we have ourselves....

*She looked at the board as figures started to appear. Some of the figures were shadowy, humanoid-ish blobs... basicaly the people that she didn't know.*

bah... damnit. I hate it when I can't tell who's who.... This might take a while.

*She summoned up another blob near the old building, and it took shape. It appeared to be a man made of fire, with large firey wings*

I'm calling in a favor for this one... *She mumbled to herself* Nelaparnon, Pyre of the Second Dawn, and Fallen of the Second House. You owe me. Make yourself useful, and I'll be nice enough to not to send you back to the Pit.

*She seemed to be having a conversation with thin air, but the figure on the board seemed to grudgingly bow, and head for the figures of James, Sara and the Roanian.*

geeze... your always so damn testy... damn... something seems to be going wrong.

*She directed Nelaparnon towards the group*Jai, who didn't hear what Eris mumbled, and wouldn't have understood it if he did, watched Eris prod this new piece in the direction of those identified as Sara and the others. He looked confused at the piece, which in his eyes looked like a knight of some kind. But he knew this was something definately above chess, something that would probably cause his human brain to pop before it could get around the true nature of this "chessboard".
"Hey, dear," Jai said, quisically, "what in the name of you is that thing you just summoned up? I only ask because I don't want anything too explosive to happen in the vicinity of whatever patch of land this metaphysical chessboard represents. After all, my daughter is one of the pieces, and so is James. But I'm sure you already..."
BEEP BEEEP BEEEEP BEEEEEP
"ARGH!" yelled Jai, falling over onto his side. The strange beeping was loud enough for Eris to hear it.
"I have REALLY got to turn down the volume on that thing..." Jai muttered. He was, of course, referring to the cell phone built into his right ear, which was at that moment ringing.
"Ow... this is Jai," he said, answering it, "This better be pretty damn important..."
"Oh, I assure you it is," Washu's voice answered on the other end, "You'll be very pleased to hear this. Jai, you have a new Raven."
"What?" Jai exclaimed, excited at the news, "Is my ear that you defened deceiving me, or did you actually get that thing finished? Prototype testing complete and everything?"
"Yes, the machine is fully functional," Washu replied calmly, "It still needs a real-life battle test. I figured you could lend your assistance to one of many little-nation wars that are going on at the moment. It's not like you'd get shot down or anything, the thing is practically invincible."
"You mean you...? How'd you get enough Carbon-60 to do that?" Jai's jaw dropped, but he then collected himself and shifted his tone, "Erm, but there's one thing that may keep me from doing all that."
"And what's that?"
"Sara's in danger, kidnapped by Roanians or something, I'm not exactly sure. She's never been much of one to tell me anything."
"Ah, I see. I'll be right back."
Jai waited for what had to be about five seconds, and then he felt a tap on his shoulder from behind. Wheeling around, he saw that Washu was now directly behind him, a chaotic portal* she opened closing behind her. The poor guy just about jumped out of his skin.
"GODDESS!" Jai yelled, jumping away from Washu, "Can you just give me warning like a normal person would?"
"Eh, no, I don't think I can," Washu said with a chuckle, "It's just too damn fun to scare the shit out of you."
Looking over Jai's shoulder, Washu waved to Eris.
"Ah, Miss Kallisti!" she said, "What a pleasure it is to see you again!"

*((OOC: I'm assuming Eris will allow this. If not, just tell me and I'll change this around))

#5436 smiled as he saw the traitor fall to the ground. Well, well, well... He stood up from behind the bushes. "Thank you, my good man! This vicious brute was about to kill me! I owe you my thanks... and my blade..." He suddenly wheeled about, and pointed his katana at the transfixed Sara and James. The sky darkened momentarily, and then there was a hideous sound. An unbearable chill started to emanate from the sword, and the assassin charged.

The blade hissed as it cracked and became held together by mere ice. The assassin could feel his own body slowly freezing solid, but that didn't matter. All that mattered was disposing of his target. If I... calculate correctly, the sheer, penetrating, cold, should enter into the bitch, rendering her unable to heal... was his last conscious thought before his thought processes shut down, and he continued purely by internal struggle, slicing the katana towards Sara Resi.

OOC: KAMIKAZE! I love fanatics. Oh, and Resi, not to restart an old argument, but is this the same AMF who I've helped twice? Or is this a different AMF?

((OOC: Sara couldn't heal Frederick two seconds ago, what makes you think she could heal now? :P

As for AMF, which did you help out, the one under Damion's rule, or the pre-Damion AMF?))

OOC: Damien. Assisted him in New Spartha, remained neutral in the attempts to destroy him... Roania has always had a semi-friendly relationship with him.

Oh, and remember... unless you're way, way into the future, at a certain point of temperature, nano-technology stops working. The idea is to kill her, and keep her dead.

:P I no longer have an OOC interest in keeping her alive. Free!

((OOC: Dude, I ortillary bombarded New Spartha, and have been on constant friendly terms with Damion's regime. A favor here and there isn't going to help you.

A certain point in temperature, you say? Well, funny thing you should mention that, because that tempature is 0 degrees Kelvin, the temperature at which EVERYTHING stops working. No one's gotten anything to be that cold yet, so good luck.

Oh, and there's a far more efficent way to stop nanotech, and I'm thankful you haven't found it yet. Far as I can see, only two people on all of NS know of it, and you can't know who they are. :wink: ))

OOC: Either you miscalculated or you just didn't catch it Roania. I've been dropping signals like grains of sand for the past 2 pages.

IC: Distracted by the demon, James almost didn't realize what the Roanian was doing until it was too late. When he did, he reflexively threw himself between Sara and her attacker. He felt a numbing cold as the katana pierced his chest, and a peculiar detatchement as it ripped its way out his back. He pulled his Plasma Rifle and,jamming it into the assassin's side, fired point blank into the left side of his chest. His last thought was, oddly enough, that he never got the drink from William...

#5436 fell to the side, a hole blown in his side. But he was already dead...

The radio started to hiss. "Assault team! This is X! What is your status?"

{Tag; For Postage Purposes}

*ahem ahem*
*says the following in his best possible Eris voice*
((OOC: sooo sorry about my delays. I have a virus on my computer, and its messing things up more then normal. Resi is posting things for me when I can't. game on!))

*Eris smiled over to Jai, and wrote down the word "Neleparnon" on a small scrap of paper.*

don't say his name out loud unless you want him to hear every word you say. He's a Fallen of the First choir,and a Lord of the Pit. *She sighed* granted his powers arn't as good as they used to be, but having to wander around in a human body will do that to a Demon.

*She shifted her wieght a bit in her throne. When Washu stepped through the portal, she gave the woman a small wave*

good to see you again as well Washu. No need for formalities though. You can just call me Eris.

*Meanwhile, back at the scene, Neleparnon raised a brow at James. He was used to certin people seeing him for what he truely was, but it still irked him.*

keep talkin'...I've been asked to bring back Sara and her friend. Besides, Asmodeus has no rank over me.

*When the other man came out of the bushes, Neleparnon stepped out of the way, scooping up Sara as James stepped between the girl and the assasin. His eyes flickered to Fredrick... he was beyond saving, and Neleparnon was no Scourge or Slayer. He didn't have the ability to bring him back. Crap. He had to think fast...he -did- know of a Slayer though. He'd have to call her to get safe passage through the Shadowlands. James and the Roanian were on the ground as he spoke, both not moving*

Alasitael, your Lord becons you. I need your assistance.

*She didn't answer, she mearly appeared out of a portal*

Alasitael: You called? I've been watching you. I figured you'd need a quick way out.

*She smiled, lifting James from the ground, and pointing to Fredrick. Neleparnon picked him up in hisotherarm ashe shifted to his normal form of the firey angel*

Yeah yeah... stop rubbing it in. We need passage to the palace. Quickly.

*The woman nodded, shifting to her angelic form. She had ghost white skin, and huge black feathered wings. With a wave of her hand, she held James gently, and a portal opened into the lands of the dead. It took mear moments for them to get to Kallisti castle. Alasitael opened a new portal in the room with Washu, Jai and Eris, James cradled in her arms, and Neleparnon following behind her*

Alasitael: Good afternoon Empress. I've brought you your packages, though it seems some of them may have passed on...not that that is a big problem. They're spirits still linger.

*She chuckled. Neleparnon scowled, shifting back to his human form as he set Sara on a couch, and Fredrick on a different one. he glanced over at Alasitael*

geeze Lisa, your such a ass kisser.
*bows*

OOC: Just FYI, James is alive, just very badly wounded.

Jai's jaw dropped.
"That's... that's the Roanian!" he stuttered, pointing at Frederick, "He's the one who tried to kill my baby!"
With a flick of his wrist, a SOCOM slid from inside his jacket into his hand. Taking the weapon, he pointed it at Frederick, his hand shaking.
Washu, taking all this in at a glance, calmly strode up to Jai and knocked the gun from his hand with a single punch.
"He's already dead," she said, shaking her hand to get rid of the pain, "Besides, I don't think this one had a hand in it. You have your daughter to tend to. Please, do so."
She knew that Jai had one gun left, but she trusted him not to use it. In a way, Washu knew more about Jai then he knew about himself.
"You're right," Jai muttered, "I got lost in my rage... Sara!"
He ran over to where Neleparnon set her down, and knelt at her side.
"How could I EVER have let this happen?" Jai was at the point of tears, "Goddess... I've been a horrible father. Sara, I love you, I always will, please come back to me! Remember all the happy times we had together, back before we were seperated in this mixed-up universe of ours! Please..."
He had begun to weep now, tears falling gently as the few raindrops that foretell a shower. He kissed her cheak.
"...please, Sara, come back to me..."
A tear dropped from his eyes, glistened as it fell, and splashed onto her cheak. Washu, pressing her fingers to her temples, shut her eyes.
"She's still alive," she said, "and if I take her home right away, she just might stay that way. Although why her circlet hasn't healed her is beyond me..."
Snapping her fingers, a portal appeared and two robots with a stretcher rushed forth from it. Setting down the stretcher on the ground, they placed Sara on it with mechanical precision, then picked up the stretcher and rushed her back into the portal, Washu following in their wake.
"I'll be back as soon as I can," Washu said, "I want her operation to be done by me."
Jai watched the scene, not knowing what to feel. However, as soon as his daughter disappeared through the portal, Jai came to his feet and dried his eyes, regaining his aura of professionality. But Washu could tell he was still hurting inside. She could read minds, after all.
"The Roanian is dead, like I said earlier," Washu said, "However, the Guanyuan appears to be in stasis, and his... subconcious is... laughing at the Roanian that stabbed him. Very disturbing indeed."
And with that, she disappeared into the portal.

OOC: I can't really post until you do something, so....

One thing though. Did Washu take James through the portal?

OOC: I can't really post until you do something, so....

One thing though. Did Washu take James through the portal?((OOC: Nope. He's only in stasis, his medical needs aren't critical at the moment.))

OOC: Ah, then I can post.

IC: James stirred suddenly. He opened his eyes and, after looking around in astonishment, spoke in a weak voice. "Mr. Resi, I'm sorry. I tried to bring her back. I killed the Roanians, but there was this demon...I don't know what happened. How did I get here?"


OOC: It would be appropriate if Jai would be confused and shocked by James waking up.

*Lisa, or Alasitael, raised a brow at James as he snapped out of his stupor. Her large black wings folded behind her backc arefully and she melted down into her human form. Her human form was a meak looking girl in her early 20's with blonde hair, and sad blue eyes.*

Lisa: hmmm.... he wasn't as far gone as I thought...though this one...

*She moved to Fredrick's side and closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, she seemed to be looking for something around the room... his soul. She was a keeper of the dead, and spirits normaly had no trouble talking with her, though they tended to be confused a lot. Her title was Reaper of Eternal Woes. She had a knack for setting spirits at ease so they could pass on... though sometimes she could talk them into returning.*
((OOC: if you want me to bring Fredrick back to life this Demon can do it. If not, we can RP out that his spirit wanting to leave instead.))

*Eris rose from her seat and put an arm around Jai gently. A small smile on her lips*

And what did I say dear? I take care of things when they happen on my homeland. Nothing much can touch me or the ones I care about while they're here. Sara will be alright.... shall we arise the Roanian?

*Neleparnon eyed James from his spot as he leaned against the wall. He didn't like that guy already. Clearing his throat, he alerted James that he was present, but said nothing. Alasitael, glanced at James briefly, giving him a weak smile before looking around the room again for Fredrick's soul. Her voice was like a haunting whisper.*

Lisa: I brought you here....

James stirred suddenly. He opened his eyes and, after looking around in astonishment, spoke in a weak voice. "Mr. Resi, I'm sorry. I tried to bring her back. I killed the Roanians, but there was this demon...I don't know what happened. How did I get here?"

OOC: It would be appropriate if Jai would be confused and shocked by James waking up.((OOC: I guess, although Washu did tell him that James was only in stasis. He'd still be a bit surprised at James coming out of stasis so fast, I suppose.))
IC:
Jai wheeled around, hearing James' voice.
"Goddess!" he exlaimed, "James, you're alive! I expected the stasis to take days to wear off."
Thinking about James' questions for a bit, he finally decided how to respond.
"Well, the demon was actually on our side, so he brought you here with Sara and that Roanian, although he was DOA. Say, to you mind telling me what happened there and how exactly you survived that ice sword? Because, y'know, stuff like that is useful to know."

((OOC: Actually, I have something planned that will shock more than a few people, but it needs Frederick to be dead in order to work. So, if Roania doesn't mind too terribly much, Frederick should be left dead.))
IC:
"Yes, you certainly did take care of things," Jai said, quite astonished, "Sara is alive, and so is James. I can't thank you enough for what you've done..."
Jai walks over to her, wraps his arms around her, and kisses her deeply. A kiss of gratitude, yes, but also a kiss of love.
"You certainly are the woman of my dreams," he says, smiling as he draws back from the kiss.

OOC: Under no circumstances do I want the Roanian to be brought back to life.

IC: "I would think Nelly here," James indicated Nelaparnon with a slight movement of his head, "would have told you already. One of the Roanian assassins came after Sara with an ice katana, and I shot him. Managed to get myself pretty damn well skewered in the process."

James stretched his arm, then winced. "Oy, that smarts! In any case, I guess my father never told you much about Guanyan physiology. As a race, Guanyans are capable if put under extreme cold of going into a self-induced cyrogenic freezing state of a sort. Our anatomy is also different, which is why the Roanian didn't hit anything vital with that katana. Some personal conditioning allowed me to heal myself a bit using the chaos energy that emanates from the Goddess here." James nodded gratefully to Eris. He then turned to Alasitael. "Thank you for bringing me back here, by the way. It would have been quite painful and taken a lot longer to wake myself as far from her as I was before."

"Now, you said Sara came back with the pyromaniac, so where is she? Is she all right?"

((OOC: Oh yeah, I forgot one thing...
HOLY CRAP, ERIS IS BACK!
There, done and done. :P ))
"I would think Nelly here," James indicated Nelaparnon with a slight movement of his head, "would have told you already. One of the Roanian assassins came after Sara with an ice katana, and I shot him. Managed to get myself pretty damn well skewered in the process."

James stretched his arm, then winced. "Oy, that smarts! In any case, I guess my father never told you much about Guanyan physiology. As a race, Guanyans are capable if put under extreme cold of going into a self-induced cyrogenic freezing state of a sort. Our anatomy is also different, which is why the Roanian didn't hit anything vital with that katana. Some personal conditioning allowed me to heal myself a bit using the chaos energy that emanates from the Goddess here." James nodded gratefully to Eris. He then turned to Alasitael. "Thank you for bringing me back here, by the way. It would have been quite painful and taken a lot longer to wake myself as far from her as I was before.""Damn, so it's nothing I can mimic," Jai chuckled, still holding Eris, "I only wish I could've been a part of all this."
"Now, you said Sara came back with the pyromaniac, so where is she? Is she all right?""Sara's back in the homeland receiving some much-needed medical attention from Prof. Washu. She'll be fine, I put faith in Washu."
((OOC: Ironic, because I have another thread out now where Washu screwed up. :P ))

James visibly relaxed when Jai told him Sara was all right, but a momentary flash of pain crossed his features a moment afterward. All present were reminded that he still had a gaping hole in his chest.

"I may not have lost any vital organs, but I'm bleeding considerably and can't stay conscious for long. Unless you have any doctors versed in Guanyan medicine, which is highly unlikely, I'd better get home to a doctor before my condition worsens."

James got up slowly and made it almost to the door before collapsing, unconscious.

OOC: He's in far worse shape now, as thawing himself and speaking took a lot out of him. He has probably four days or so to live if he doesn't get back to Guanyu Ceta. (Magical healing won't work on him for reasons that Resi partly knows but I can't really go into.)

"JAMES!" Jai shouted, leaving Eris momentarily and rushing to his side, "Holy hell, are you alright?"
He shakes James and tries to rouse him. Then, pressing his hand to his head, he says the following very plainly:
"CALL: [leader of Guanyu]"

1-2--3.. TAG!


By the way, Resi, check your message/telegram box thingie.

((OOC: I'm trying to keep up... I really am... so sorry! *kicks the computer and the servers* sometimes I can actualy get a post through hehe))

*Neleparnon scowled at James, but Alasitael walked over to him and shook her head. For some reason the Slayer always seemed to be able to calm him a little. Were they involved? It was hard to tell. Rolling his eyes he looked to Eris.*

Nele: Eris, if you don't need me anymore I'd like to leave now.

*Eris nodded, knowing that if James irritated Neleparnon too much, there might be a mess to clean up.*

Eris: go ahead Donovan. I'll talk to you later.

*Neleparnon walked out the front doors. Lisa/Alasitael stayed behind as James fell to the ground. She watched as Jai ranto help him. Walking slowly, she knelt down and studied James's limp form. Her brow furrowed in a sad sort of way*

Lisa: He has only a matter of days...

*Eris knew that the Demon was speaking the truth, Alasitael was almost incapable of lieing. Not to mention that death was the specialty of the Slayers. That young girl could read a death mark on anyone.*

Eris: Get him home then Alasiteal. Do you know the way?

*The Demon looked up at her Empress and nodded*

Lisa: yes... but a trip -that- long through the Shadowland may hurt him even worse. He has time to take a plane home with no problems...

*Eris looked to Jai then*

We'll send him back with our appoligies then, and offer any assistance if needed. There's not much else we can do. I don't know much about his race.

((OOC: *waves to Dreisden* heya!))

We'll send him back with our appoligies then, and offer any assistance if needed. There's not much else we can do. I don't know much about his race.Jai, realizing he wasn't getting a connection, smacked the side of his face on impulse to try to jar the phone into working.
"Ow," he said simply, "that probably wasn't the smartest thing I could've done..."
Straightening his tie, he looked over at James then back at Eris. With a sigh, he turned his head to look at the floor.
"The way I see it, I have two options," he muttered, "one, I could fly him back to Guanyu m'self, but that would get me jailed and most likely executed there for trespassing. The Guanyu people are very isolationist that way. Another option would be to, seeing how he was doing fine while frozen, freeze him again until Washu can have a look at him. She knows a thing or two about everything, and what she doesn't know she can extract from his mind. "
He turned to look up at Eris again.
"Honey, do you know where we can find a really big freezer?"

((OOC: danmit all to hell... I could have sworn I posted this and it stuck days ago... but I guess it didn't *sighs* I really hate this damn computer.... bah...))

*Eris giggled softly, shaking her head.*

A big freezer? I don't think that'll work dear, but we do have cryogenic freezers in the bio-lab. I'll have Barbra #5 collect him. Once he's frozen, we could probly contact his people and let them know we're sending him back.

*She hit a button on a wall phone and waited. Momentsl ater the elevator dinged, and Barbra#5 stepped out. She was a meek, mousey woman in her late 20's early 30's*

#5: you need something Empress?

http://www.cybersluagh.com/ErisKallisti/5.jpg

*Eris pointed at James*

Put the Guanyuian in stasis so we can send him home.

*Barbra nodded, put a small electronic device on James's chest. The device whirred to life, sending a series of impulses through his body so it would lay flat and stiff as a board. After that was acomplished, she pushed a button on it and James's body lifted off the ground. As she walked back to the elevator, the body followed along behind her. Eris looked over to Fredrick's body, and raised a brow at Lisa, who was now shaking her head*

Lisa: I belive his spirit has passed... though it may have just wandered off. either way, its not here with the body.

*Eris nodded*

What should we do with the Roanian's body then?

OOC: I don't have much I can do here, except say "Yay, Eris posted!" *hugs*. Resi already knows what the deal is with James, so he can work with that. When or if James heals I'll have more to post.

*Eris was a little torn. She wanted to leave and be at her future husband's side durring this crisis in his family life, but the last trip she took out of her nation had drained her more then she had let on. Being away from her people and her own lands weakened her horribly. When the video screen beeped at her she almost jumped. Shaking her head, she answered it.*

Yes?

((OOC: repeat post from the other thread... I'll assume they put Fredrick's body in a tomb in Eris Kallisti for now))

The corners of Adam's lips quirked upwards as he turned back towards the window. Something about his uniform had changed while she was away. Gone were the small rank pins that had adorned his collar, replaced by a pair of four-striped epaulettes. "Actually, that's one of the things I wanted to talk to you about - Your mode of address. It's no longer Colonel Tolwyn, Major. I am now Wing Commander Tolwyn." he explained. "In the Dominion Air Force, flying officers have different ranks than ones on staff, and since I've been transfered to a command position in a fighter wing, my title changes."

Adam turned around, unable to hold in his excitement anymore. "The orders came down today, with the authority of Prime Minister Haley himself." he burst out, coming around the desk to meet her. "I'm being made the official Air Attaché to the Dominion Diplomatic Mission here in EK, and since they wanted the Air Attaché to our closest ally to be a fighting officer and not a staff puke, it's a position that comes with a fighter command - A permanent position, Jessika. D'you know what that means? It means I'm here for good - I'm not going to end up called back to the Dominion some day."

*Jessika blinked up at Adam, stunned for a moment. As things sunk in she quickly scrambled off the couch and wrapped her arms around Adam's neck. Screw everything else, she couldn't hold back her excitement*

Oh dear goddess Adam! That's wonderfull! I can't belive it.

*They'd been keeping their relationship under wraps for the most part, but she'd been gone for a long time, and how could she not hug him at a time like this?*