Introduction
Three nations, each with different ways of using technology and magic, start off with tensions running high. The Mysticaran uses magic the most, whereas the Metargo Kingdom mostly sticks to technology (the Metargo are the most industrious), and the Benjlakki Republic is somewhat balanced between technology and magic. (Most of the electricity within the Benjlakki Republic is either solar-powered, wind-powered, or generated by boiling water at a hydro plant.)
The world itself is a mix of fantasy and sci-fi. The Mysticarans have a standing army, though most of their strength lies in the tribal militias, known as Tribal Forces. The Metargo, on the other hand, have a massive standing army, along with a central Air Force and Navy. The Benjlakki Repubic's military strength is distributed relatively evenly between its National Guard (militias) and main Armed Forces.
Government-wise, The Mysticaran Federation is a coalition of clans and tribes under a single banner, all represented in a massive Council, headed by a Chief Councilor. The Metargo Kingdom is a parliamentary democracy with a Prime Minister, King, Queen, and all that jazz you normally see in Europe. The Benjlakki Republic is a presidential democracy set up much like the United States, in some ways (complex judicial branch which interprets the law based on court cases, a bi-cameral Congress, and a large executive branch with a President, Vice President (the President's assistant), Cabinet (basically an advisory with multiple functions), and a whole bunch of bureaus that handle certain scenarios).
The Metargo and Mysticarans hardly ever get along due to stark contrasts in how magic and technology are used. Many Mysticarans consider the Metargo "a threat to the natural balance of our world." On the flip side, the Metargo call the Mysticarans "a reverse society who does not understand progress." The Benjlakki Republic takes a neutral stance on the dispute, even as the two other nations go to war against each other. Little did Benjlakk know that they will be drawn into war against them both, the fate of all three to be decided by the leaders and soldiers who partake in the conflict for whatever reason there is.
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MILITARY UNITS AVAILABLE TO JOIN
Benjlakki Republic: 170th Mech Unit Division, Blue Eagle Company, Brown Wing Team
Leading Officer: Sergeant Zechariah Malachi (played by ZacharyTC)
Zechariah is a member of the Malachi family, whose lineage is one of military service to the Benjlakki Republic. Their fame comes from their achievements nothing short of legendary. Of course, hearing about the horrors of war that came with the family tradition of military service, Zechariah has come to hate war and all the evils that come with it. The main reason he is a soldier-pilot is that he was drafted for the previous war between Benjlakk and Metargo. During that war, he made every effort not to kill his foes in battle. Eventually, he was able to achieve victory without kills frequently, earning himself the title, "Eagle of Mercy". Should you join Brown Team, expect him to get to know you on a first-name basis instead of using your military title.
Soldiers in unit:
- Benjamin Malachi (played by ZacharyTC)
- Catrina Ramirez (played by Hallowed777)
- Ayoto Miryle (played by Lufia)
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(No limit set)
Benjlakki Republic (other military personnel)
- Admiral Sandra Lionel (played by Sokka25)
Metargo Kingdom: 140th Mech Knights' Division, Grey Knight Company, Lion Team
Leading Officer: Sergeant Aaron Lextu (played by ZacharyTC)
Aaron, like Zechariah, comes from a legendary military lineage, the Lextus. Unlike Zechariah, though, he has embraced the family heritage with a deep fervor. His strong sense of justice (or, in this case, vengeance) drives him to excel at piloting and shooting enough to one day defeat his rival (Zechariah, that is) in a final showdown to determine who is the superior soldier. Of course, Aaron does not realize his rival never shared that mentality. Surely enough, the moment he realizes it will be the moment he starts having second thoughts on his quest to get even for the defeat he suffered at Zechariah's hands on more than one occasion. Should you join Lion team, a word of caution: he can have a bit of a temper, sometimes, especially when things do not go according to plan and/or a mission ends in failure. It is best to just let him rant and vent out his frustrations.
Soldiers in unit:
- May Fermana (Played by Hallowed777)
- Kyle Scipio (Played by ZacharyTC)
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(No limit set)
Mysticaran Federation: Natrulkra Tribal Force, Green Golem Riders, Air and Ground Party
Leading Officer: Gracchus Ossi (played by ZacharyTC)
Soldiers in unit:
- Isaac Miller (played by Xander17)
- Elisabeth Quell (up for adoption)
- Cam Broch (played by Sokka25)
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(No limit set)
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LEADERS AND DIPLOMATS
Benjlakk
President: Howard Edward Anderson (NPC)
Diplomat: Oriana Aspiral (played by CookieCupcake)
Metargo
Prime Minister: James Romano Lopez (NPC)
King: Saul Metargo (played by ZacharyTC)
Queen: Calida Metargo (played by ISpeakTheTruth)
Crown Prince (Brother of the Princess): Leonardo Metargo (played by Savier)
Princess (Sister of the Crown Prince; has a deep crush on Zechariah (she does not even know he is a Malachi)): Azalea Metargo (played by Hallowed777)
Azalea is kind of a black sheep of the Metargo family. She never approved of any war, preferring diplomacy and negotiation over fighting. This was actually how she accidentally met Zechariah, during a diplomatic trip to the Benjlakki region of Fertaninn, where most of Benjlakk's agricultural and solar technological research takes place. She ended up bumping into Zechariah along the way, whom was rather polite about it. From there, they had a conversation on their points of view on how foreign policy is being dealt, as well as exchanging knowledge on solar technology and agriculture. Once all that was said and done, they went on to discuss other topics, most of which were unrelated to what could happen on the political spectrum. That same private discussion was where romantic sparks began to fly between them. But, alas, they have not met in person, since, though they have, on occasion, kept in touch via the communication disks Zechariah personally crafted and tested. Little do they know, their next in-person encounter would be where they reveal to each other what they did not mention about themselves (him being a member of the prestigious Malachi family, and her the Princess of Metargo).
Army Mechanic: Max Nill (played by Mashotu)
Mysticara
Head Councilor: Marcus Pericles (NPC)
Councilor (representing the Natrulkra Tribe): Arsen Cleisthenes (NPC)
Chieftain of the Natrulkra Tribe: Malinha Nedilo (played by LightANDDark)
Diplomat: To Be Determined
Character Sheet
Name:
Gender (added this in so nobody is confused XD):
Age:
Height:
Occupation (if soldier, was he/she enlisted or drafted?):
Appearance:
Rank (if soldier; no higher than Corporal for most):
Personality:
Bio:
Nationality (Benjlakki, Metargo, or Mysticaran):
Unit (for soldiers):
The world itself is a mix of fantasy and sci-fi. The Mysticarans have a standing army, though most of their strength lies in the tribal militias, known as Tribal Forces. The Metargo, on the other hand, have a massive standing army, along with a central Air Force and Navy. The Benjlakki Repubic's military strength is distributed relatively evenly between its National Guard (militias) and main Armed Forces.
Government-wise, The Mysticaran Federation is a coalition of clans and tribes under a single banner, all represented in a massive Council, headed by a Chief Councilor. The Metargo Kingdom is a parliamentary democracy with a Prime Minister, King, Queen, and all that jazz you normally see in Europe. The Benjlakki Republic is a presidential democracy set up much like the United States, in some ways (complex judicial branch which interprets the law based on court cases, a bi-cameral Congress, and a large executive branch with a President, Vice President (the President's assistant), Cabinet (basically an advisory with multiple functions), and a whole bunch of bureaus that handle certain scenarios).
The Metargo and Mysticarans hardly ever get along due to stark contrasts in how magic and technology are used. Many Mysticarans consider the Metargo "a threat to the natural balance of our world." On the flip side, the Metargo call the Mysticarans "a reverse society who does not understand progress." The Benjlakki Republic takes a neutral stance on the dispute, even as the two other nations go to war against each other. Little did Benjlakk know that they will be drawn into war against them both, the fate of all three to be decided by the leaders and soldiers who partake in the conflict for whatever reason there is.
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MILITARY UNITS AVAILABLE TO JOIN
Benjlakki Republic: 170th Mech Unit Division, Blue Eagle Company, Brown Wing Team
Leading Officer: Sergeant Zechariah Malachi (played by ZacharyTC)
Zechariah is a member of the Malachi family, whose lineage is one of military service to the Benjlakki Republic. Their fame comes from their achievements nothing short of legendary. Of course, hearing about the horrors of war that came with the family tradition of military service, Zechariah has come to hate war and all the evils that come with it. The main reason he is a soldier-pilot is that he was drafted for the previous war between Benjlakk and Metargo. During that war, he made every effort not to kill his foes in battle. Eventually, he was able to achieve victory without kills frequently, earning himself the title, "Eagle of Mercy". Should you join Brown Team, expect him to get to know you on a first-name basis instead of using your military title.
Soldiers in unit:
- Benjamin Malachi (played by ZacharyTC)
- Catrina Ramirez (played by Hallowed777)
- Ayoto Miryle (played by Lufia)
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(No limit set)
Benjlakki Republic (other military personnel)
- Admiral Sandra Lionel (played by Sokka25)
Metargo Kingdom: 140th Mech Knights' Division, Grey Knight Company, Lion Team
Leading Officer: Sergeant Aaron Lextu (played by ZacharyTC)
Aaron, like Zechariah, comes from a legendary military lineage, the Lextus. Unlike Zechariah, though, he has embraced the family heritage with a deep fervor. His strong sense of justice (or, in this case, vengeance) drives him to excel at piloting and shooting enough to one day defeat his rival (Zechariah, that is) in a final showdown to determine who is the superior soldier. Of course, Aaron does not realize his rival never shared that mentality. Surely enough, the moment he realizes it will be the moment he starts having second thoughts on his quest to get even for the defeat he suffered at Zechariah's hands on more than one occasion. Should you join Lion team, a word of caution: he can have a bit of a temper, sometimes, especially when things do not go according to plan and/or a mission ends in failure. It is best to just let him rant and vent out his frustrations.
Soldiers in unit:
- May Fermana (Played by Hallowed777)
- Kyle Scipio (Played by ZacharyTC)
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(No limit set)
Mysticaran Federation: Natrulkra Tribal Force, Green Golem Riders, Air and Ground Party
Leading Officer: Gracchus Ossi (played by ZacharyTC)
Soldiers in unit:
- Isaac Miller (played by Xander17)
- Elisabeth Quell (up for adoption)
- Cam Broch (played by Sokka25)
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(No limit set)
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LEADERS AND DIPLOMATS
Benjlakk
President: Howard Edward Anderson (NPC)
Diplomat: Oriana Aspiral (played by CookieCupcake)
Metargo
Prime Minister: James Romano Lopez (NPC)
King: Saul Metargo (played by ZacharyTC)
Queen: Calida Metargo (played by ISpeakTheTruth)
Crown Prince (Brother of the Princess): Leonardo Metargo (played by Savier)
Princess (Sister of the Crown Prince; has a deep crush on Zechariah (she does not even know he is a Malachi)): Azalea Metargo (played by Hallowed777)
Azalea is kind of a black sheep of the Metargo family. She never approved of any war, preferring diplomacy and negotiation over fighting. This was actually how she accidentally met Zechariah, during a diplomatic trip to the Benjlakki region of Fertaninn, where most of Benjlakk's agricultural and solar technological research takes place. She ended up bumping into Zechariah along the way, whom was rather polite about it. From there, they had a conversation on their points of view on how foreign policy is being dealt, as well as exchanging knowledge on solar technology and agriculture. Once all that was said and done, they went on to discuss other topics, most of which were unrelated to what could happen on the political spectrum. That same private discussion was where romantic sparks began to fly between them. But, alas, they have not met in person, since, though they have, on occasion, kept in touch via the communication disks Zechariah personally crafted and tested. Little do they know, their next in-person encounter would be where they reveal to each other what they did not mention about themselves (him being a member of the prestigious Malachi family, and her the Princess of Metargo).
Army Mechanic: Max Nill (played by Mashotu)
Mysticara
Head Councilor: Marcus Pericles (NPC)
Councilor (representing the Natrulkra Tribe): Arsen Cleisthenes (NPC)
Chieftain of the Natrulkra Tribe: Malinha Nedilo (played by LightANDDark)
Diplomat: To Be Determined
Character Sheet
Name:
Gender (added this in so nobody is confused XD):
Age:
Height:
Occupation (if soldier, was he/she enlisted or drafted?):
Appearance:
Rank (if soldier; no higher than Corporal for most):
Personality:
Bio:
Nationality (Benjlakki, Metargo, or Mysticaran):
Unit (for soldiers):
The Story So Far... Write a Post » as written by 13 authors
Fertaninn, Benjlakk's eastern region, contains wildlife and plant life relatively untouched by civilization, making this place a haven and paradise for people looking for an escape from most of the fuss that comes with politics. Many farmers, agricultural workers, biologists, and solar technicians call Fertaninn home. This is where Benjlakk's capital, the District of Justicra, is located. Here, the story begins.
Zechariah just put on his khaki, ceremonial military uniform for this day. It was the day of the conference to determine whether Benjlakk were to be involved in the war between Metargo and Mysticara. At the moment, Benjlakk was neutral, and the young sergeant doubted that would change. He then remembered the communication disk on his desk, which he picked up and began recording a voice message on it:
My dear Azalea,
Today is a big day for Benjlakk. Diplomacy Square is going to be packed with guests from around the world, as well as people from all over Benjlakk. While the festivities go on, a conference is going to be held on whom Benjlakk will side with, if at all. All the while, I am going to be out on patrol and stuff like that with the rest of my platoon of mech pilots. I hope the war is not out of hand where you live, knowing what has went on, so far.
Were it possible, right now, I would have loved to have brought you here, to Fertaninn, the most peaceful region in Benjlakk. There are plains and forests here which are relatively unspoiled by civilization. It is peaceful, an ideal place to live in if you want to avoid the fuss of politics and stuff of that nature. Well, it is close to time to patrol Diplomacy Square, so I should get going, now.
Yours forever and always,
Zechariah
Just then, as Zechariah sent the message, his older borther, Benjamin, whom was wearing a green uniform, knocked on the door and asked, "Hey, Zech! Who you calling?"
The Eagle of Mercy grinned and rolled his eyes. "Oh, it was someone I met at the Solar Tech Convention in Southeastern Fertaninn."
"Well, let's get going. The Diplomacy Square Festival is about to start, and we need to be there to keep any fights from happening!"
Zech laughed. "I know."
With that, he prepared his two laser pistols, setting them to stun before placing them in his holsters. The two brothers met up with the rest of the Brown Wing Team. Zechariah said to them, "Okay, As you all know, this is an event which will contain tons of people from many different places. Be on the lookout for anyone who winds up hostile towards each other and either escort them out or arrest them if the hostilities turn into a fight. That could happen, anywhere, anytime, especially with the war outside our borders. You all know what to do. Move out."
With members of the Brown Wing Team at other locations, the brothers chose to patrol a quieter spot of Diplomacy Square. So far, no fight broke out, yet they could never be too cautious. several moments passed before a familiar face, and an angry one, at that, appeared right at the area's entrance to diplomacy Square. It was Aaron Lextu, the Metargo soldier whom Zechariah fought during the previous war that occurred a couple years back. With Aaron were May and Kyle, Kyle behaving in a somewhat jolly mood due to the possibility of being able to party some.
Kyle spoke, first. "Hey, Aaron! Look at that! The Malachi Brothers! Kind of cool to see 'em in person, eh, buddy?"
Aaron gritted his teeth. "Hush, Private Scipio! We're here to escort the Princess, not for the party!" The leader of the Lion Team glanced back at Zechariah and posed the query, "I guess you're gonna gloat, now, over the several times you beat me?"
Aaron's words set Zechariah's teeth grinding. How dare that man treat war or combat like it was some game! "There's nothing to discuss with you, Aaron, so don't pretend there is!"
Aaron merely crossed his arms across his chest with, "Fine by me!"
Kyle laughed a little. "Looks like you've been told off, sergeant!"
"Whatever..." Aaron looked around and finally spotted the Princess coming their way to the entrance. "Good morning, your highness. It looks like you get to meet the famous Malachi Brothers early. One of them is Benjamin Malachi and the other is the so-called 'Eagle of Mercy', Zechariah Malachi."
It was when Aaron stepped to the side that Zechariah noticed the woman Aaron spoke to. Just the sight of her changed Zechariah's mood from angry to shocked, which showed in his eyes and facial expressions. He quite literally froze where he was. "Aza?"
Benjamin gave a confused look, "Zech, what's wrong? Is it really that big of a surprise she'd be here? Did you see her in person, before, or something?"
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Elsewhere, Saul, Calida, and Leonardo were making their way to the conference building where the diplomatic matters were to take place. Saul held Calida's hand while he mentioned some things required to know beforehand. "Now, Leo, we must be on our best behavior in front of the President of Benjlakk. Even one sign of disrespect towards anyone in the room could be used against us. In order to gain the Benjlakki people's approval, we cannot do anything they will frown upon. We are already in quite a pickle with how many towns and villages you burned to the ground, so far. We need to break the stalemate, and cannot afford to mess this up."
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Over at the refreshment section of Diplomacy Square, Gracchus and the rest of the Air and Ground Party from the Natrulkra Tribal Force were enjoying some coffee and/or wine. Gracchus personally enjoyed the friendly vibe of the place the most. The different cultures and people mixed into one intrigued him, as he was always curious. Granted, he knew he could not stay at that spot of Diplomacy Square for too long, so he told Isaac and Elisabeth. "I better head over to the conference building to be at the Chieftain's side, so no funny business while I'm gone, especially you, Isaac. Don't. Kill. Anyone. This isn't like Mysticara, where you could challenge somebody to a duel, you quite literally cannot kill a living person here in Benjlakk. If you do that, we'll have the Benjlakki Republic as an enemy before the conference even begins. That being said, don't bother hurting anyone while we're here."
The elf leader of the Air and Ground Party said what he had to and walked on over to the Chieftain, Malinha Nedilo, and escorted her. He was one of few people who knew of her spy network. "I don't know what you hope to achieve by having spies in Benjlakk, but you best hope they don't find out there are any in their country, as that will be construed as a violation of their neutrality."
Along the way, Gracchus noticed one of the Benjlakki Diplomats, Oriana Aspiral, heading the same direction. Wow! She's beautiful! He could not help but smile at the blue-haired woman, yet did not glance in her direction long, since staring was rude. He quickly recovered and had his eyes forward, again.
Zechariah just put on his khaki, ceremonial military uniform for this day. It was the day of the conference to determine whether Benjlakk were to be involved in the war between Metargo and Mysticara. At the moment, Benjlakk was neutral, and the young sergeant doubted that would change. He then remembered the communication disk on his desk, which he picked up and began recording a voice message on it:
My dear Azalea,
Today is a big day for Benjlakk. Diplomacy Square is going to be packed with guests from around the world, as well as people from all over Benjlakk. While the festivities go on, a conference is going to be held on whom Benjlakk will side with, if at all. All the while, I am going to be out on patrol and stuff like that with the rest of my platoon of mech pilots. I hope the war is not out of hand where you live, knowing what has went on, so far.
Were it possible, right now, I would have loved to have brought you here, to Fertaninn, the most peaceful region in Benjlakk. There are plains and forests here which are relatively unspoiled by civilization. It is peaceful, an ideal place to live in if you want to avoid the fuss of politics and stuff of that nature. Well, it is close to time to patrol Diplomacy Square, so I should get going, now.
Yours forever and always,
Zechariah
Just then, as Zechariah sent the message, his older borther, Benjamin, whom was wearing a green uniform, knocked on the door and asked, "Hey, Zech! Who you calling?"
The Eagle of Mercy grinned and rolled his eyes. "Oh, it was someone I met at the Solar Tech Convention in Southeastern Fertaninn."
"Well, let's get going. The Diplomacy Square Festival is about to start, and we need to be there to keep any fights from happening!"
Zech laughed. "I know."
With that, he prepared his two laser pistols, setting them to stun before placing them in his holsters. The two brothers met up with the rest of the Brown Wing Team. Zechariah said to them, "Okay, As you all know, this is an event which will contain tons of people from many different places. Be on the lookout for anyone who winds up hostile towards each other and either escort them out or arrest them if the hostilities turn into a fight. That could happen, anywhere, anytime, especially with the war outside our borders. You all know what to do. Move out."
With members of the Brown Wing Team at other locations, the brothers chose to patrol a quieter spot of Diplomacy Square. So far, no fight broke out, yet they could never be too cautious. several moments passed before a familiar face, and an angry one, at that, appeared right at the area's entrance to diplomacy Square. It was Aaron Lextu, the Metargo soldier whom Zechariah fought during the previous war that occurred a couple years back. With Aaron were May and Kyle, Kyle behaving in a somewhat jolly mood due to the possibility of being able to party some.
Kyle spoke, first. "Hey, Aaron! Look at that! The Malachi Brothers! Kind of cool to see 'em in person, eh, buddy?"
Aaron gritted his teeth. "Hush, Private Scipio! We're here to escort the Princess, not for the party!" The leader of the Lion Team glanced back at Zechariah and posed the query, "I guess you're gonna gloat, now, over the several times you beat me?"
Aaron's words set Zechariah's teeth grinding. How dare that man treat war or combat like it was some game! "There's nothing to discuss with you, Aaron, so don't pretend there is!"
Aaron merely crossed his arms across his chest with, "Fine by me!"
Kyle laughed a little. "Looks like you've been told off, sergeant!"
"Whatever..." Aaron looked around and finally spotted the Princess coming their way to the entrance. "Good morning, your highness. It looks like you get to meet the famous Malachi Brothers early. One of them is Benjamin Malachi and the other is the so-called 'Eagle of Mercy', Zechariah Malachi."
It was when Aaron stepped to the side that Zechariah noticed the woman Aaron spoke to. Just the sight of her changed Zechariah's mood from angry to shocked, which showed in his eyes and facial expressions. He quite literally froze where he was. "Aza?"
Benjamin gave a confused look, "Zech, what's wrong? Is it really that big of a surprise she'd be here? Did you see her in person, before, or something?"
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Elsewhere, Saul, Calida, and Leonardo were making their way to the conference building where the diplomatic matters were to take place. Saul held Calida's hand while he mentioned some things required to know beforehand. "Now, Leo, we must be on our best behavior in front of the President of Benjlakk. Even one sign of disrespect towards anyone in the room could be used against us. In order to gain the Benjlakki people's approval, we cannot do anything they will frown upon. We are already in quite a pickle with how many towns and villages you burned to the ground, so far. We need to break the stalemate, and cannot afford to mess this up."
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Over at the refreshment section of Diplomacy Square, Gracchus and the rest of the Air and Ground Party from the Natrulkra Tribal Force were enjoying some coffee and/or wine. Gracchus personally enjoyed the friendly vibe of the place the most. The different cultures and people mixed into one intrigued him, as he was always curious. Granted, he knew he could not stay at that spot of Diplomacy Square for too long, so he told Isaac and Elisabeth. "I better head over to the conference building to be at the Chieftain's side, so no funny business while I'm gone, especially you, Isaac. Don't. Kill. Anyone. This isn't like Mysticara, where you could challenge somebody to a duel, you quite literally cannot kill a living person here in Benjlakk. If you do that, we'll have the Benjlakki Republic as an enemy before the conference even begins. That being said, don't bother hurting anyone while we're here."
The elf leader of the Air and Ground Party said what he had to and walked on over to the Chieftain, Malinha Nedilo, and escorted her. He was one of few people who knew of her spy network. "I don't know what you hope to achieve by having spies in Benjlakk, but you best hope they don't find out there are any in their country, as that will be construed as a violation of their neutrality."
Along the way, Gracchus noticed one of the Benjlakki Diplomats, Oriana Aspiral, heading the same direction. Wow! She's beautiful! He could not help but smile at the blue-haired woman, yet did not glance in her direction long, since staring was rude. He quickly recovered and had his eyes forward, again.
The setting changes from Benjlakk to Myrstrarkia
Leo. For a moment, Leonardo believed it was his mother, Calida, speaking, but it seems he had assumed wrong. Leo? Why had his father used that name? Never before had he ever called him by such, only his mother and sister did as terms of endearment. He had never fancied himself close to his father, in fact, Leonardo could not remember one time in which they sat together and spoke that didn't concern politics, the nation, or war. Perhaps it was to put him in his place? To remind him of who would be leading the talks. For that, Leonardo was not sure why he wished to do that. This entire... charade was a waste of time as it were, and the only reason, besides being commanded, Leonardo had come was to see his Mysticaran opponents. Lately they had begun to almost predict their troop movements, particularly Leonardo's own. Either it was something magical like clairvoyance, but he highly doubted it, or more realistically espionage, but on such a large scale was incredibly impressive. In the war, Leonardo felt it was the only thing that had given him pause. Perhaps here, he would gain insight on their shadow network.
"Aren't I always?" Leonardo said, his voice naturally soft. Perhaps his father was saying it to make himself feel better, feel more in his element. Either way, this was a waste of time, and more so, why did his father insist on bringing the entire royal family? Leonardo was sure there was no point in bringing him along. His reputation was far more intimidating then the person. The Red Prince was famed for his strength and brutality, while the person was merely a tall slender man that looked more akin to a woman than a man. The ruby silk robes he wore did not help that matter, nor did his long sweeping silver hair, so why bring him along? His presence would only hurt what good will they had with the Mysticarans. His father may distaste his tactics, but they were incredibly effective. Since Leonardo's entrance into the war; they had finally begun to gain ground. His father would understand that if he would grow outside his primitive and foolish views on war. They had gotten him nowhere, and so were obviously flawed.
His sister was another person who should not be here. Avalea had no reason to be here. She was far to blunt and opinionated for an atmosphere as tense as his father liked to stress, not only that, but placing her here only placed her in harm's way. The Princess would be a useful bargaining chip should another nation have the courage to act upon it.
Leonardo brought his hand to his chin and rubbed it in thought as he kept pace behind his parents. Why did they come? That thought had plagued him for some time. What did pleasing another nations people have to do with anything? They were too caught up in hiding their heads beneath the sand to move against anyone unless, no, Leonardo highly doubted his father had the cunning or initiative to move against them. While his father was a brave man, Leonardo never considered him to be an ambitious man. Not to mention fighting two wars on two fronts would tie down their efforts and only end in a stalemate. Yes, Leonardo was sure his father did not have the stomach for such a thing, but yet here they were. Odd.
Oriana was in a generally good mood today. Which if you asked any other diplomat they would tell you it was a rare occurrence. It was not that Oriana was always grumpy it was a simple fact that Oriana tended to be harsh and truthful during every and any meeting. And because of her harshness she came across as a permanently angry individual which if you asked any of the orphans around the city would tell you is an absolute lie. But the reason for her generally good mood was all due to the fact she'd been permitted to join the meeting even after her resent argument with the head of industry a politician who Oriana had openly accused of trying to push Benjlakki into the war. The accusation had gotten the head of industry booted from the conference and nearly herself as well...
As she walked toward the conference room Oriana felt a pair of eyes on her and her small smile vanished in favor of a worried look as she cautiously looked over her shoulder touching her prosthetic arm in an effort to protect herself. But she saw no eyes on her and frowned more pulling up her fake arm and hiding it against her torso. She was often stared at because of it and despite it's human appearance it was clear that it wasn't real. While she focused on her arm Oriana did not notice where she was going and bumped into someone. Immediately apologizing she backed up only for her eyes to widen when she saw who it was. Her good mood vanished and her blue eyes became like ice as she stared up at the head of industry.
"Hello... I was not expecting to see you here today..."
"And yet Miss Oriana I am here... I was granted permission to over-see the meeting but not partake... You would not deny me such a request would you? It's only harmless observation."
Oriana glared wishing that his head would just explode... But there were two Mysticaran's in the hall and she was told to be on strictly her best behavior. Swallowing down the urge to do something along the lines of growl she responded sweetly.
"Of course not..."
The head of industry beamed at her and offered out his arm to escort her of course he offered the one that would require her to grip on to him with her prosthetic arm. Oriana glared more begging him to not make her use it to not make it more noticeable. Silently she gripped onto her fake arm tighter wishing that his head would simply implode leaving no evidence. 'I wish glares could kill, I wish glares could kill, I wish glares could kill!' Oriana thought faintly he was wanting her to refuse he wanted her to look rude or something to the Mysticaran's... Instead of answering she settled for more glaring debating her options or simply hopping the Mysticaran's would move on and leave her to punch him in the face... It would not be her first time physically harming another diplomat if she did... and it probably would not be her last.
As she walked toward the conference room Oriana felt a pair of eyes on her and her small smile vanished in favor of a worried look as she cautiously looked over her shoulder touching her prosthetic arm in an effort to protect herself. But she saw no eyes on her and frowned more pulling up her fake arm and hiding it against her torso. She was often stared at because of it and despite it's human appearance it was clear that it wasn't real. While she focused on her arm Oriana did not notice where she was going and bumped into someone. Immediately apologizing she backed up only for her eyes to widen when she saw who it was. Her good mood vanished and her blue eyes became like ice as she stared up at the head of industry.
"Hello... I was not expecting to see you here today..."
"And yet Miss Oriana I am here... I was granted permission to over-see the meeting but not partake... You would not deny me such a request would you? It's only harmless observation."
Oriana glared wishing that his head would just explode... But there were two Mysticaran's in the hall and she was told to be on strictly her best behavior. Swallowing down the urge to do something along the lines of growl she responded sweetly.
"Of course not..."
The head of industry beamed at her and offered out his arm to escort her of course he offered the one that would require her to grip on to him with her prosthetic arm. Oriana glared more begging him to not make her use it to not make it more noticeable. Silently she gripped onto her fake arm tighter wishing that his head would simply implode leaving no evidence. 'I wish glares could kill, I wish glares could kill, I wish glares could kill!' Oriana thought faintly he was wanting her to refuse he wanted her to look rude or something to the Mysticaran's... Instead of answering she settled for more glaring debating her options or simply hopping the Mysticaran's would move on and leave her to punch him in the face... It would not be her first time physically harming another diplomat if she did... and it probably would not be her last.
Calida, as much as she tried to remain focused, had difficulty with not admiring the beauty of Benjlakk. Everywhere she looked there was something new to gawk at, it was if the entire nation knew she had been coming and made everything as eye catching as possible.
Yes, it was true that most of what she had seen had been farming lands and not much city, but the more populated places she had seen already were fabulous.
And no, Calida didn't think that Benjlakk was better than her beloved Metargo, but she would honestly admit that the land itself had its own way of grace.
The queen was glad that she and her husband were holding hands, if they weren't then she was positive she'd get carried away with all the sights and fall behind. Metargo's queen getting herself lost would surely make a bad impression on the people of Benjlakk.
Saul began speaking to their son Leo, and Calida nodded in support as he reminded the prince to be on best behaviour. Truthfully, the fact that they were reminding him to be good and respectful brought back memories from when Calida herself and been teaching him those manners.
Mother was right when she said that children grow up far too fast... She thought, glancing at her son, Much, much too fast.
"Aren't I always? Leonardo asked, and for the second time Calida nodded.
"Absolutely, Leo! Any child of mine is obvious to have wonderful manners! Your father just wants things to go as smoothly as possible. We're counting on Benjlakk to help us." She explained, flashing a positive attitude smile.
She was certain that Metargo could win the war with or without Benjlakk's help, and the queen was confident in her husband to be the one who lead their nation to victory, but Calida had already made up her mind. A few extra players on their team would be greatly appreciated.
The setting changes from Myrstrarkia to Benjlakk
Elisabeth Quell
"Okay!" Replied Elisabeth cheerfully to her elf captain's orders. "So, Isaac was it?" Elisabeth said, walking forward and turning to him. She has only been in the outfit for a few days. She only just got her weapon, the axe gleaming as it was hanging from her side, the magical rune etched into it glowing dimly. She thought it would be best to find a friend or two among her squad. Not many, though. She couldn't remember why... Something about death, and avoiding pain, or something like that. "I heard you were a shapshifter, is it true? That'd be so cool!" She said. She always thought it would be awesome to change into something else, like a owl. An owl would be pretty awesome, sitting there at night, hearing something moving, flying down for the kill... "So, what is it that you shapshift into?" Elisabeth asked, gulping down her coffee.
"Okay!" Replied Elisabeth cheerfully to her elf captain's orders. "So, Isaac was it?" Elisabeth said, walking forward and turning to him. She has only been in the outfit for a few days. She only just got her weapon, the axe gleaming as it was hanging from her side, the magical rune etched into it glowing dimly. She thought it would be best to find a friend or two among her squad. Not many, though. She couldn't remember why... Something about death, and avoiding pain, or something like that. "I heard you were a shapshifter, is it true? That'd be so cool!" She said. She always thought it would be awesome to change into something else, like a owl. An owl would be pretty awesome, sitting there at night, hearing something moving, flying down for the kill... "So, what is it that you shapshift into?" Elisabeth asked, gulping down her coffee.
The setting changes from Benjlakk to Myrstrarkia
Azalea earlier that morning groaned as the maid messed with her hair, tugging into a neat braid and restarting every time Aza's frustrating hair would slip from the braid. Her maid helped her with getting ready since she would be possibly out in public a lot and she thought that it was her duty to make Azalea look like a Princess as much as she possibly could. At one point the maid had even shoved her a dress after finally getting Azalea's hair into a perfectly neat braid that she couldn't help but to want to unbraid it since it was annoying her. After receiving her dress from the maid she looked at it then back at the maid. "No way, blue is not my color." She said firmly and the maid glared at her once before taking the dress away from her. Azalea shifted from foot to foot uncomfortably before being shoved pretty much an exact replica of the blue dress except it was pink this time. "Better," She mumbled before taking it to her huge bathroom where she quickly changed into the pink dress. The pink dress has jewels placed along the top of her dress near the hem of it, another thing was that she had pink lace sleeves that went down to her wrists, and finally to top it all off her dress flowed down to a little past her knees.
Right about now though she was smoothly moving her way towards the entrance as she began to approach the few people who would be escorting her. Nearing Aaron, May, and Kyle she sighed softly while messing with the edge of her laced sleeve because the sleeve was bothering her. Upon approaching them she smiled gently at Aaron, waving a hand at him as he greeted her. As for May she rolled her eyes, sighing softly before nodding to the Princess. "Good morning, your highness." She copied Aaron as she moved away when Aaron moved. She looked at Kyle, smacking his shoulder gently when no one was looking. "Show the Princess some respect," She whispered to him then smiled a little at him as she looked away only to see the reaction that Zechariah had when he saw the Princess.
Catrina the new solider slowly walked over to the group, seeing Aaron surprised her because she didn't think Zechariah could be around him for that long, though, what did she know about the person who commanded her around. She slowly walked over to the group, looking the Princess over before practically hiding half way behind Benjamin who was standing near Zechariah. The Private looked only slightly nervous as her eyes scanned her surroundings, she had no idea what to do, or what was going on. When Azalea spoke she glanced over at the Princess, giving her a slightly curious look. Azalea looked straight at Zechariah as soon as she saw him. Her heart leaped at the sight of him. Oh no, not now he couldn't know that she was the Princess not right now. "Zech?" She breathed out as her arms dropped to her sides. She could not believe it, her heart was thudding so hard right now that she feared it bursting from her chest. She stepped forward once, blinking a few times as she reluctantly pulled her eyes away from Zechariah's and they traveled over to Benjamin. "We've um... we have met before." She told him, unsure of how to explain how they met. Her eyes traveled back over to Zechariah's and it was obvious that right now she was completely speechless.
Over almost everything you could hear May cracking up. May had never been the one to care about these kind of moments so when everything got really quite you could hear her softly laughing as she watched the two just stare at each other. It seemed so ridiculous to her just because well she has never stared at one person for so long before and because she had never been that interested in people. She coughed, calming down as she muttered, "Well this got confusing pretty quickly." She grinned a little, turning away and sighing softly as she ran a hand through her hair.
Clarissa, an angel, who was still up in heaven at this very moment was talking about her mission to a higher being than her. She knew this wouldn't be easy, everything she had worked for would be on pause just because now she had to travel down to help stop a war that was imminent. She sighed, extending her long gorgeous white wings, and then poof she had been teleported down where her mission was supposed to begin. The place she landed was a place behind a building where she knew no one was to see her. After teleporting there she folded her wings, willing them to disappear so no one saw her. Standing there for several moments she glanced around, debating what she had to do first, and then she finally started to make her way around the building out into the crowd of people that were flooding the streets.
Right about now though she was smoothly moving her way towards the entrance as she began to approach the few people who would be escorting her. Nearing Aaron, May, and Kyle she sighed softly while messing with the edge of her laced sleeve because the sleeve was bothering her. Upon approaching them she smiled gently at Aaron, waving a hand at him as he greeted her. As for May she rolled her eyes, sighing softly before nodding to the Princess. "Good morning, your highness." She copied Aaron as she moved away when Aaron moved. She looked at Kyle, smacking his shoulder gently when no one was looking. "Show the Princess some respect," She whispered to him then smiled a little at him as she looked away only to see the reaction that Zechariah had when he saw the Princess.
Catrina the new solider slowly walked over to the group, seeing Aaron surprised her because she didn't think Zechariah could be around him for that long, though, what did she know about the person who commanded her around. She slowly walked over to the group, looking the Princess over before practically hiding half way behind Benjamin who was standing near Zechariah. The Private looked only slightly nervous as her eyes scanned her surroundings, she had no idea what to do, or what was going on. When Azalea spoke she glanced over at the Princess, giving her a slightly curious look. Azalea looked straight at Zechariah as soon as she saw him. Her heart leaped at the sight of him. Oh no, not now he couldn't know that she was the Princess not right now. "Zech?" She breathed out as her arms dropped to her sides. She could not believe it, her heart was thudding so hard right now that she feared it bursting from her chest. She stepped forward once, blinking a few times as she reluctantly pulled her eyes away from Zechariah's and they traveled over to Benjamin. "We've um... we have met before." She told him, unsure of how to explain how they met. Her eyes traveled back over to Zechariah's and it was obvious that right now she was completely speechless.
Over almost everything you could hear May cracking up. May had never been the one to care about these kind of moments so when everything got really quite you could hear her softly laughing as she watched the two just stare at each other. It seemed so ridiculous to her just because well she has never stared at one person for so long before and because she had never been that interested in people. She coughed, calming down as she muttered, "Well this got confusing pretty quickly." She grinned a little, turning away and sighing softly as she ran a hand through her hair.
Clarissa, an angel, who was still up in heaven at this very moment was talking about her mission to a higher being than her. She knew this wouldn't be easy, everything she had worked for would be on pause just because now she had to travel down to help stop a war that was imminent. She sighed, extending her long gorgeous white wings, and then poof she had been teleported down where her mission was supposed to begin. The place she landed was a place behind a building where she knew no one was to see her. After teleporting there she folded her wings, willing them to disappear so no one saw her. Standing there for several moments she glanced around, debating what she had to do first, and then she finally started to make her way around the building out into the crowd of people that were flooding the streets.
The country that Malinha found herself in was a beautiful one, she found. It wasn't like her home, which was full of lush forests, groves, creeks, and many other natural beauties, as well as some made to look like they were in years past before being burned to the ground. That always cast a shadow on her heart, how much destruction was done to her country whenever they found themselves in a war with Metargo. She truly wished for peace, but knew this dream was highly unlikely, thus leading her to secretly create her spy network, which was doing well in the war. Only a few knew about the network, but only she knew how the information was transferred to her.
Currently, Malinha was standing on a balcony on the Conference Building, reading a book. In a few hours or so, she would have to go down and convince the Benjlakki government to support her side in the war. She wound first try a peace, which if failing would give up. The book she was reading was a black bound book, unremarkable, but inside was amazing. It was how she got her information, spies would write with a certain type of ink on certain paper, and she'd see it. She had safe measures for making sure it wasn't bad information, but that was her secret, and the unfortunate soul who tried to break away.
She closed it when she heard someone come up to her, and Fink, her demon fox, told her, 'Tis only Gracchus.' by thought. She smiled as he spoke to her, and she nodded slightly. "Do not worry, my dear Gracchus. The purpose is only as a precautionary incase something should happen. The information I seek is only for the meeting, not for war, yet..." She let down as Fink, who was on her shoulders began to put his paws on Gracchus's ears, to which she told him to stop. "Sorry, you know he loves you so."
When she heard something else, Fink told her, 'Tis a diplomat, and some man who is seeking the arm of the diplomat.' Fink could read emotions to an extent, which is how she often got what she wanted while bargaining, and he was saying that Oriana didn't like this man. "Let us greet our visitors." She spoke softly as she walked over to the pair, her dress moving slightly in the wind, with Gracchus beside her. Fink hissed at the older man, to which she bopped his head. From what she could tell, Oriana hadn't resorted to violence, which according to the reports her network had given her was a problem. This caused her to smile.
"I do apologize for my pet, dear sir. He is slow to warm to new people." As she spoke, Fink leapt from her shoulders and began to sniff Oriana, and then rubbed his body on her, the way a cat would. Seems if he had taken to liking this woman. "What brings you here today, Oriana? I pray it is good news." She smiled at the two, her white eyes soft.
The setting changes from Myrstrarkia to Benjlakk
Issac Miller/17/single
Isaac was more in a good mood today then any other day. "im not promising anything" he said holding his hands up and shaking his head. a photo of his family and friends was tucked neatly in his pocket and his necklace fell loosely around his neck. even though he knew he could control his killing his best friend Matt had always told him not to control it. so that was exactly what he did. he still respected Gracchus. of course that was because he was a wolf and loyal to his caretakers and close friend. just as a girl spoke his name he shot his head towards her. "um yea." he said. he tilted his head in a dog sort of way. "shapeshift?" he repeated to himself. "not really but i guess so" he said tapping his pocket which held many knives. "and im a werewolf" he said proudly.
Isaac was more in a good mood today then any other day. "im not promising anything" he said holding his hands up and shaking his head. a photo of his family and friends was tucked neatly in his pocket and his necklace fell loosely around his neck. even though he knew he could control his killing his best friend Matt had always told him not to control it. so that was exactly what he did. he still respected Gracchus. of course that was because he was a wolf and loyal to his caretakers and close friend. just as a girl spoke his name he shot his head towards her. "um yea." he said. he tilted his head in a dog sort of way. "shapeshift?" he repeated to himself. "not really but i guess so" he said tapping his pocket which held many knives. "and im a werewolf" he said proudly.
Zechariah watched for a another moment or so, with Aaron cocking his head in a combination of confusion and annoyance. Kyle, in the meantime, already begun to have silent fantasies about what Zech and Aza might do in bed with each other if they chose to. Benjamin gave a stern look which demanded an explanation from his little brother.
Eventually, Zech noticed his older brother's glare and sighed as he glanced downwards. "Yes, we have met, before. It was at a solar tech convention in southeastern Fertaninn." He glanced upwards at his brother. "I did not even tell her I was a member of the Malachi family, or that I was the 'Eagle of Mercy'. I did not want her to focus on that. I wanted her to focus on the real me, which is not some legend or anything like that. I'm not just a skilled soldier with a reputation." Glaring at Aaron, he added, "And there is definitely more to me than just my achievements on the battlefield, or anything else the press focuses on. I don't even consider what I'll I did during the Metargo invasion upon Benjlakk, two years ago, to be anything honorable. I'm not someone who enjoys anything about combat." Zechariah glanced downwards, once more. "I'm just... Zechariah. I don't want to be treated like some legend or anything of the sort."
Benjamin sighed in a combination of pity and other feelings. "I know what you mean, Zech. It really stinks when people think what you are known for is all you are." The older Malachi brother next noticed Catrina behind her. He had this brother mentality towards her, considering the redhead like a little sister. "Hey, Catrina, you all right?"
Kyle finally got out of his fantasy world to register what he did hear from Zecahriah, specifically the last part. Kyle then nodded and said, "That's deep, man."
Aaron huffed in anger. To him, it did not change the fact his own reputation went down the drain. On the other hand, if what Zech said was true, then what happened was not to humiliate him, after all. Aaron became confused internally, yet never showed it on the outside. They only saw his cold exterior.
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Saul did not say a word after his wife gave their son an explanation. He realized he has not been much of a father. Calling him 'Leo' was his way of trying to make it up to him with whatever time there was. Yet, he was unsure of how to begin. Calida was always better with the social matters.
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Gracchus saw Oriana glaring daggers at an older man and was going to help her when Malinha already did that. Either way, he was glad a fight was avoided. "Oriana, huh? That's a nice name. I'm Gracchus, and this woman here is the Chieftain of Natrulkra, Malinha Nedilo." He used his magic to bring out ingredients and quickly make a mocha for the blue-haired diplomat. "Here, have a mocha."
Eventually, Zech noticed his older brother's glare and sighed as he glanced downwards. "Yes, we have met, before. It was at a solar tech convention in southeastern Fertaninn." He glanced upwards at his brother. "I did not even tell her I was a member of the Malachi family, or that I was the 'Eagle of Mercy'. I did not want her to focus on that. I wanted her to focus on the real me, which is not some legend or anything like that. I'm not just a skilled soldier with a reputation." Glaring at Aaron, he added, "And there is definitely more to me than just my achievements on the battlefield, or anything else the press focuses on. I don't even consider what I'll I did during the Metargo invasion upon Benjlakk, two years ago, to be anything honorable. I'm not someone who enjoys anything about combat." Zechariah glanced downwards, once more. "I'm just... Zechariah. I don't want to be treated like some legend or anything of the sort."
Benjamin sighed in a combination of pity and other feelings. "I know what you mean, Zech. It really stinks when people think what you are known for is all you are." The older Malachi brother next noticed Catrina behind her. He had this brother mentality towards her, considering the redhead like a little sister. "Hey, Catrina, you all right?"
Kyle finally got out of his fantasy world to register what he did hear from Zecahriah, specifically the last part. Kyle then nodded and said, "That's deep, man."
Aaron huffed in anger. To him, it did not change the fact his own reputation went down the drain. On the other hand, if what Zech said was true, then what happened was not to humiliate him, after all. Aaron became confused internally, yet never showed it on the outside. They only saw his cold exterior.
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Saul did not say a word after his wife gave their son an explanation. He realized he has not been much of a father. Calling him 'Leo' was his way of trying to make it up to him with whatever time there was. Yet, he was unsure of how to begin. Calida was always better with the social matters.
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Gracchus saw Oriana glaring daggers at an older man and was going to help her when Malinha already did that. Either way, he was glad a fight was avoided. "Oriana, huh? That's a nice name. I'm Gracchus, and this woman here is the Chieftain of Natrulkra, Malinha Nedilo." He used his magic to bring out ingredients and quickly make a mocha for the blue-haired diplomat. "Here, have a mocha."
The setting changes from Benjlakk to Myrstrarkia
Ayoto Miryle
Ayoto had been patrolling a part of the Diplomacy Square she'd been assigned. It wasn't a super hot day, but in a square packed with people, and in a black canvas unifourm, she didn't enjoy it all too much. Needless to say, it wasn't pleasant and she knew it. And being how overheated she was, a drink was going to help her greatly. Yet her orders kept her away from said drink bar. She cursed under her breath, she hated heat, and her style and clothing obviously showed it. She kept moving through, eventually now getting fet up, she was thirsty, and was going for the drink bar, as she got her drink she noticed two people talking, about one being a shapeshifter whom stated he was a werewolf to which she laughed to herself a little, "May I ask. What's this about a werewolf?" she asked in a respectful manner, "I overheard you two talking and what you were talking about sparked my curiosity." after continuing she smiled lightly, showing she wasn't any threat.
"Absolutely, Leo! Any child of mine is obvious to have wonderful manners! Your father just wants things to go as smoothly as possible. We're counting on Benjlakk to help us." Leonardo nodded to show he was listening, yet, why? Why did they require Benjlakk aid? Were they not winning? He had assumed they had come to ensure the Benjlakk stayed out of the war, but couldn't diplomats have achieved the same end? Besides that, Leonardo doubted the nation of Benjlakk would do anything as they were quite content with keeping their head under the sand as long as no one stepped on their vaunted neutrality sign they insisted on waving around.
Leonardo slipped his hands into the opposing robes cuffs as he toke the time to examine his surroundings. A small group of people caught his attention with a strange blue haired woman, which was incredible odd in itself, an older man and a group of Mysticarans were standing and talking. At first he didn't know they were Mysticaran, but when one waved his hand and created some form of drink; it became fairly obvious. Leonardo couldn't help the small smile that tugged at his lips. In a age of bloodshed and war, people were doing magic tricks. It was... well, something to ponder on.
"Interesting." Leonardo said watching the small group, his eyes catching the light, gleaming a soft gold. He examined each member in turn, from the odd, yet alluring, blue haired woman holding onto her arm, to the drink maker with a goofy grin, and finally the woman with long black hair. She... looked like she did not belong there. Surrounded by people enjoying their lives, laughing without worry, yet her smile was so small. A smile Leonardo knew well, it was the same one he gave. One that was for the benefit of the other person alone. He could not make out much else from the distance, but it was something else to ponder.
Sandra Lionel sat in the car that would bring her to the conference center. As usual she was busy looking over a stack of paperwork, and she grew tired to signing these orders and reading reports. She looked forward to the negotiations as they would be a much needed break from this paperwork. The car pulled up to the security check point where vehicles could continue no further. Sandra placed her stuff in her bag and exited the car.
She was dressed in a crisp military uniform bristling with medals and symbols a small cape went over the right shoulder portraying the Benjakki symbol. She walked toward the conference center as she watched the bustle of various dignitaries press and civilians that streamed around.
Had she arrived earlier she might have stopped at one of the various shops to get a coffee but she didn't want to be late. This meeting was of the upmost importance and would decide the fate that held thousands of lives on the line. If these negotiations failed Benjakki would join the war, a war that Sandra saw as just a match between arrogant politicians but wasn't that war in the first place?
She was dressed in a crisp military uniform bristling with medals and symbols a small cape went over the right shoulder portraying the Benjakki symbol. She walked toward the conference center as she watched the bustle of various dignitaries press and civilians that streamed around.
Had she arrived earlier she might have stopped at one of the various shops to get a coffee but she didn't want to be late. This meeting was of the upmost importance and would decide the fate that held thousands of lives on the line. If these negotiations failed Benjakki would join the war, a war that Sandra saw as just a match between arrogant politicians but wasn't that war in the first place?
Oriana was rather shocked when new voices met her ears. Blinking she turned and gave the new comers a grateful smile. "Hello, Malinha... I am here as a representative for the people of Benjlakki... As you can imagine everyone is very worried... Though I do not know if that is a bad or good thing..." Oriana let out a small sigh as if to communicate that today would be a long day. Though she still smirked when Malinha's cat hissed at the head of industry. Oriana blinked at Gracchus and giggled when he tried to introduce her to Malinha. "Ah, Hello Gracchus? I'm afraid I only really needed your name... I am well acquainted with quite a few of the politicians and royalty arriving already... And those I am not I have seen pictures of... I am suppose to treat them with the utmost respect."
Oriana smirked when she heard the head of industry clear his throat obviously he was waiting for an introduction. Oriana shifted and let go of her metal arm lifting it and gesturing toward the head of industry in an overzealous fashion. "This gentlemen is the head of industry Sir. Black... He will be observing the proceedings but not partaking upon my request. All due to the fact that his idea of negotiation revolve around Benjlakki arming both sides of the war." Oriana smirked hearing Sir.Black sputter... He had wanted an introduction after all and she had given him one lengthy and rather harming to his appearance. In response she watched him glare bow and finally leave. "Well... There's one small victory..."
Returning to once again to face Malinha and Gracchus Oriana's smile diminished until it was small and frail but still friendly. "I truly am sorry... But I should not accept any coffee before the meeting..." Oriana sighed and her shoulders slumped a little but she quickly glared at the floor and lifted herself to stand tall. "I need to keep my head clear so I can try to negotiate this thing... A small portion of the population near the industrial zone wants to help Metargo... Then we have another small group wanting to help the Mysticarans whom there related... And then the majority still demand neutrality... And I'm suppose to try and make them all happy... It's going to be a hat trick that's for sure." Oriana grinned forcing herself to cheer up. "But hey I'm Oriana Aspiral youngest politician of Benjalkki if anyone can negotiate this thing its me!"
Oriana looked outside and saw several more politicians arriving. She blinked and turned to her two companions. "I really must be going... Thank you again for bailing me out... Gracchus... It's probably your job already but please keep Malinha safe... While everyone is here peacefully... I tend to worry." She smiled bowed and turned to leave but as she departed she noticed a pale figure who looked familiar. Oriana turned her head her eyes widening when she realized who the pale figure was... And that he'd probably heard the entire conversation! Oriana's cheeks flushed near crimson in embarrassment... So much for seeming respectable to the Metargo royal family...
(Writers block... Why? )
Oriana smirked when she heard the head of industry clear his throat obviously he was waiting for an introduction. Oriana shifted and let go of her metal arm lifting it and gesturing toward the head of industry in an overzealous fashion. "This gentlemen is the head of industry Sir. Black... He will be observing the proceedings but not partaking upon my request. All due to the fact that his idea of negotiation revolve around Benjlakki arming both sides of the war." Oriana smirked hearing Sir.Black sputter... He had wanted an introduction after all and she had given him one lengthy and rather harming to his appearance. In response she watched him glare bow and finally leave. "Well... There's one small victory..."
Returning to once again to face Malinha and Gracchus Oriana's smile diminished until it was small and frail but still friendly. "I truly am sorry... But I should not accept any coffee before the meeting..." Oriana sighed and her shoulders slumped a little but she quickly glared at the floor and lifted herself to stand tall. "I need to keep my head clear so I can try to negotiate this thing... A small portion of the population near the industrial zone wants to help Metargo... Then we have another small group wanting to help the Mysticarans whom there related... And then the majority still demand neutrality... And I'm suppose to try and make them all happy... It's going to be a hat trick that's for sure." Oriana grinned forcing herself to cheer up. "But hey I'm Oriana Aspiral youngest politician of Benjalkki if anyone can negotiate this thing its me!"
Oriana looked outside and saw several more politicians arriving. She blinked and turned to her two companions. "I really must be going... Thank you again for bailing me out... Gracchus... It's probably your job already but please keep Malinha safe... While everyone is here peacefully... I tend to worry." She smiled bowed and turned to leave but as she departed she noticed a pale figure who looked familiar. Oriana turned her head her eyes widening when she realized who the pale figure was... And that he'd probably heard the entire conversation! Oriana's cheeks flushed near crimson in embarrassment... So much for seeming respectable to the Metargo royal family...
(Writers block... Why? )
Saul noticed Leo's expression and told him, "Don't bother saying anything to Oriana if it is anything questioning Benjlakk's neutrality. Anyone from a warring nation who does so in Benjlakki territory ends up arrested, or worse, shot on sight. It is how they have proven their point for five decades, now. In their eyes, the ones who question their neutrality will eventually violate it, and must not be allowed to do so. You must understand, these are a people who withstood and repelled hundreds of invasions and became embittered by them. As such, their resolve is unmatched even by yours, Leo. Do not underestimate them or their willingness to unleash their wrath on those they feel threatened by. At least, they would not kill a civilian. The worst that can happen to one would be life imprisonment. It is the military 'threats' they frequently destroy."
Saul sat next to Calida, not sure if being next to Leo was a good idea. He felt himself a terrible father. That alone weighed heavily on his mind, yet he did not show it.
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"Oh, yeah, caffeine can do that..." He listened to her request and said, "No problem! We elves are known for our speed!"
Gracchus did not notice until too late that the Metargo royal family was nearby. Crud... now, they might not take her seriously... then again, anyone who didn't were often shot or imprisoned to drive the point home... Somewhat comforted by that thought, He went to his seat next to Malinha. Where is Cam? Gracchus did not know what to think of the whole situation. After all, why would a Benjlakki diplomat risk her career to go out with a citizen of a warring country? Just that thought left his head downcast.
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President Howard Anderson stood between two security officers in the conference room, with other officers surrounding the table, rifles armed and held in a diagonal position across their chests. He knew just as the others did, that foreigners would be wise not to question their neutrality while in Benjlakk. Besides, any Benjlakki individual found giving any aid to warring nations, be it through ammunition, weapons, vehicles, or other means, ended up either imprisoned for life, or executed.
Saul sat next to Calida, not sure if being next to Leo was a good idea. He felt himself a terrible father. That alone weighed heavily on his mind, yet he did not show it.
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"Oh, yeah, caffeine can do that..." He listened to her request and said, "No problem! We elves are known for our speed!"
Gracchus did not notice until too late that the Metargo royal family was nearby. Crud... now, they might not take her seriously... then again, anyone who didn't were often shot or imprisoned to drive the point home... Somewhat comforted by that thought, He went to his seat next to Malinha. Where is Cam? Gracchus did not know what to think of the whole situation. After all, why would a Benjlakki diplomat risk her career to go out with a citizen of a warring country? Just that thought left his head downcast.
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President Howard Anderson stood between two security officers in the conference room, with other officers surrounding the table, rifles armed and held in a diagonal position across their chests. He knew just as the others did, that foreigners would be wise not to question their neutrality while in Benjlakk. Besides, any Benjlakki individual found giving any aid to warring nations, be it through ammunition, weapons, vehicles, or other means, ended up either imprisoned for life, or executed.
The setting changes from Myrstrarkia to Benjlakk
Leonardo listened intently as the blue headed woman spoke. She was an amusing woman that much was sure. Connecting the dots, she was most likely a diplomat, but she didn't seem to be like many diplomats he had met before. From the bright clothing, the large unguarded smile, and finally to the... well, refreshingly honest nature. Oriana Aspiral. Leonardo committed the name to memory, well, it was not as if he had a choice. He remembered everything no matter what from names, to faces, to small details he glimpsed over. It was his power and his curse.
"Your faith in me is inspiring." Leonardo said smoothly, hiding his annoyance with his father with years of practice. He was not a child, nor was he a brash fool who went around pointing out peoples flaws, but he felt his patience with his father wearing thin. Every five minutes it seemed like he was being told of how he couldn't do this or should do that. How they were better then him at this or how he should feel ashamed for that. Perhaps he should stop thinking for himself and just allow his father to do that for him? Might make him sleep better at night.
It seemed that the meeting was finally going to get underway as his parents went to find their seats on the 'Metargo' side and the elf went to sit on their own side. He assumed the dark haired woman would be joining him shortly. Leonardo stopped by Oriana and gave her a soft smile and offered his left arm. Leonardo had noticed that she had been holding her arm, and on closer inspection it seemed her arm was a fake, so he offered his arm that would allow her to grip it with her human arm, "Forgive me if I seem forward." Leonardo said softly before leaning and whispering, his arm still held up, "But you see my, oh so, dear father has spent the last hour or so talking my ear off about how I should be on my best behavior and what I should or should not do, and it seems the prospect of me talking to you terrifies him, so allow me the honor of making him squirm for just a little while. It is a sons duty to worry his father is it not?" He said flashing a mischievous smile.
Azalea messed with her braid, listening to what Zech was saying. At the moment she was still trying to figure out what exactly was happening right now. Everything was all happening so fast and she didn't know what to say or what to do when Zech started talking about he wanted her to see the real him not just some 'Eagle of Mercy' which she understood because she didn't want him to see her just as a princess. "Wow," She whispered mostly to herself. Slowly her eyes glanced around at everyone, stopping at Aaron who had this amazingly cold exterior even after Zechariah had said that. Sighing softly she looked at Zechariah again, "Could we speak? You know not in front of like this crowd of people?" She asked curiously then added, "not that I don't like you guys its just I would like to speak to him in private." Without even waiting she walked over to him, grabbing his wrist and tugging him away from the crowd.
Azalea held his wrist until they were out of ear shot of them so no one but the people who would pass them could hear what she was saying to him. "That was really deep," She said with a small smile. Messing with her laced sleeve nervously she glanced from the sleeve to Zechariah and back. Her heart thudding again like before as though it would just break from her chest. Unsure of what to say she finally looked at him longer than a few seconds. "Sorry for pulling you away from your group, but um Aaron was kind of freaking me out. He just had this like cold expression on your face even after you said that. I like Aaron, he can be a jerk some times, but he isn't necessarily all that bad." She shook her head, realizing she was totally getting off topic. "I'm sorry, I'm really nervous if you can't tell. Your not going to like flip out on me just for being the princess of Metargo and not telling you at all, are you?" Azalea asked, searching for something more to say to him.
While Azalea and Zechariah talked Catrina looked at Benjamin, gripping his wrist, and acting as if she was younger than she really was. "What's going on? I am like completely lost because I have no idea what is going on. What is Zechariah doing with the princess of Metargo?" She questioned him. Some times she thought of Benjamin as her older brother because he seemed to actually care about her. He would often help her out since she is just a Private and really has no idea what to do with a gun or anything that has to do with shooting it at some one or something. It's really not one of her strong points.
Finally May was thinking about going out for just one night without even really acting like she was a solider whom had no problem killing someone. She glanced over at Kyle, nudging him with her shoulder before walking over to Aaron's side and slinging her arm around his neck. "Whatcha thinking about? Or are you not thinking about anything because if so then you should lighten up a bit dear." She said with a small grin. She loved to mess with Aaron and a lot of the time she didn't really care if he got mad at her or not because she was kind of use to him being well a jerk. By this time she was kind of standing on her tippy toes due to the fact that he was pretty much almost a foot taller than she was and this was the only thing she could think of to get near his height without kneeling on a chair.
Azalea held his wrist until they were out of ear shot of them so no one but the people who would pass them could hear what she was saying to him. "That was really deep," She said with a small smile. Messing with her laced sleeve nervously she glanced from the sleeve to Zechariah and back. Her heart thudding again like before as though it would just break from her chest. Unsure of what to say she finally looked at him longer than a few seconds. "Sorry for pulling you away from your group, but um Aaron was kind of freaking me out. He just had this like cold expression on your face even after you said that. I like Aaron, he can be a jerk some times, but he isn't necessarily all that bad." She shook her head, realizing she was totally getting off topic. "I'm sorry, I'm really nervous if you can't tell. Your not going to like flip out on me just for being the princess of Metargo and not telling you at all, are you?" Azalea asked, searching for something more to say to him.
While Azalea and Zechariah talked Catrina looked at Benjamin, gripping his wrist, and acting as if she was younger than she really was. "What's going on? I am like completely lost because I have no idea what is going on. What is Zechariah doing with the princess of Metargo?" She questioned him. Some times she thought of Benjamin as her older brother because he seemed to actually care about her. He would often help her out since she is just a Private and really has no idea what to do with a gun or anything that has to do with shooting it at some one or something. It's really not one of her strong points.
Finally May was thinking about going out for just one night without even really acting like she was a solider whom had no problem killing someone. She glanced over at Kyle, nudging him with her shoulder before walking over to Aaron's side and slinging her arm around his neck. "Whatcha thinking about? Or are you not thinking about anything because if so then you should lighten up a bit dear." She said with a small grin. She loved to mess with Aaron and a lot of the time she didn't really care if he got mad at her or not because she was kind of use to him being well a jerk. By this time she was kind of standing on her tippy toes due to the fact that he was pretty much almost a foot taller than she was and this was the only thing she could think of to get near his height without kneeling on a chair.
The setting changes from Benjlakk to Myrstrarkia
The black haired girl simply watched the interaction between her friend and the diplomat. She always did like love stories, and in keeping with her hope of peace, a love between Gracchus and Oriana would make her visit more pleasurable. When she left, Fink was saddened, mostly because that meant that he had to go back up onto Malinha's shoulder or go to the older man. 'I like her.' The fox said. She agreed and watched as the woman left to get the meeting ready. Gracchus had taken his seat, and she said a small goodbye to Sir. Black and then took her seat beside him, all the while watching who was in the room.
"Do not fret Gracchus, I know of no woman who can resist an elf's charm." She whispered to him, and giggled softly before looking at the room. Guard's were all around, most likely to make sure no violence took place between them, or in case people tried to break into the building. She truly didn't know. Every meeting in her country was open for the public to view, but she recognized that this was a delicate meeting. The King and Queen of Metargo sat opposite her, looking at her slightly. They should be her enemy, but she wished for peace, and would try her hardest for it, no matter the cost to her. She knew it would be hard, sense The Red Prince of War, Leonardo Metargo, would be here. He killed her father, and the pride of Mysticarian would demand she challenge him to a duel and take his head, but she had to be above it, for the sake's of millions.
Fink studied the room, and gave a brief analysis of everyone's emotions, and she focused on the king and Leonardo, as she had to convince them, but she kept the queen in her pocket for an emotional appeal. She had wished the princess was present, she wished for peace as well, and was having an affair with a Benjlakk solider, but she worked with what she was dealt. She closed her book of spies, and put it in her pocket and placed her hands in her lap, and smiled at the king, and then the president. She hoped that the meeting would start soon, as she wanted to voice her opinion early on, but knew that it was considered rude, as the holder of the conference was usually the first to speak at these meetings.
Zechariah looked up at Aza while listening. He did not even have time to respond when he was grabbed by the wrist. When told there was more to Aaron, he thought in his head about what more there could be to him. Either way, Zech noticed Azalea in a nervous state of mind. His heart beat at a more rapid pace when he heard the query, "Your not going to like flip out on me just for being the princess of Metargo and not telling you at all, are you?"
To which, the Benjlakki man smiled and said to her. "No way. I would not flip out at that. You are you, no one else." Were it not for being in a public area, he would have implanted a kiss after saying what he said. What held him back was, he knew people would not look highly upon their relationship, which would put a strain on both of them if the wrong person found out.
Of course, he looked around for some sort of place which would afford them more privacy. He found that in the form of two walls which were part of a previous structure which was no longer there. They were right at the corner of Diplomacy Square they were in, too, which made it ideal for him and Aza to have a little time to themselves. Once both he and her were out of sight, he knelt down a little so to stand somewhat close to her height, right before he kissed her on the cheek. He would have gone for the lips, yet with how hard it is to remove lipstick, neither of them would have been able to hide what they did. Once his lips parted from her cheeks, he handed her a leaf he had on his person.
"This came off a Vitaliik shrub, native to southeastern Fertaninn."
Zechariah knew Aza having possession of something from Benjlakk was risky, yet he figured the Metargo Kingdom would look at the leaf as a souvenir from her time at the District of Justicra. He could only hope he was right. Right now, however, he merely wanted to spend whatever time he could with her. Of course, this was probably enough time without causing suspicion. It was her call, though.
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Meanwhile, Benmjamin shrugged and told Catrina, "The two of them met before, but the thing is... Zech held back info on him being the 'Eagle of Mercy', while Azalea withheld information on her being the Metargo Princess. That kind of explains how they reacted to each other. So you know, this is not going in the records. if any part of what we saw were to be made known to the public, it would not end well. We should probably continue patrolling, now."
Aaron's cold exterior was replaced with confusion as May held him by the neck. However, he knew what was asked. "Just what Zechariah said. It's a little confusing."
Kyle smirked and walked up in front of him. "What are you thinking about, now, Aaron?"
The leader of the Lion team glared at Kyle. "I can well imagine what you're thinking."
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Saul did not say a word, though he did spot Leo offering his arm to Oriana. Saul placed a hand on his forehead, lowered his head, and said mostly to himself, "What is he doing...?"
Gracchus, meanwhile, glared at Leo for a brief moment. What was the Red Prince thinking? Jealousy became apparent, but was soon bottled up to avoid anyone getting any wrong ideas.
To which, the Benjlakki man smiled and said to her. "No way. I would not flip out at that. You are you, no one else." Were it not for being in a public area, he would have implanted a kiss after saying what he said. What held him back was, he knew people would not look highly upon their relationship, which would put a strain on both of them if the wrong person found out.
Of course, he looked around for some sort of place which would afford them more privacy. He found that in the form of two walls which were part of a previous structure which was no longer there. They were right at the corner of Diplomacy Square they were in, too, which made it ideal for him and Aza to have a little time to themselves. Once both he and her were out of sight, he knelt down a little so to stand somewhat close to her height, right before he kissed her on the cheek. He would have gone for the lips, yet with how hard it is to remove lipstick, neither of them would have been able to hide what they did. Once his lips parted from her cheeks, he handed her a leaf he had on his person.
"This came off a Vitaliik shrub, native to southeastern Fertaninn."
Zechariah knew Aza having possession of something from Benjlakk was risky, yet he figured the Metargo Kingdom would look at the leaf as a souvenir from her time at the District of Justicra. He could only hope he was right. Right now, however, he merely wanted to spend whatever time he could with her. Of course, this was probably enough time without causing suspicion. It was her call, though.
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Meanwhile, Benmjamin shrugged and told Catrina, "The two of them met before, but the thing is... Zech held back info on him being the 'Eagle of Mercy', while Azalea withheld information on her being the Metargo Princess. That kind of explains how they reacted to each other. So you know, this is not going in the records. if any part of what we saw were to be made known to the public, it would not end well. We should probably continue patrolling, now."
Aaron's cold exterior was replaced with confusion as May held him by the neck. However, he knew what was asked. "Just what Zechariah said. It's a little confusing."
Kyle smirked and walked up in front of him. "What are you thinking about, now, Aaron?"
The leader of the Lion team glared at Kyle. "I can well imagine what you're thinking."
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Saul did not say a word, though he did spot Leo offering his arm to Oriana. Saul placed a hand on his forehead, lowered his head, and said mostly to himself, "What is he doing...?"
Gracchus, meanwhile, glared at Leo for a brief moment. What was the Red Prince thinking? Jealousy became apparent, but was soon bottled up to avoid anyone getting any wrong ideas.
Azalea gently touched the cheek that he had kissed before taking the leaf that he was handing to her. He listened to where found it then looked at it with a small smile. He fingers moved smoothly over the leaf as she held it near to her then looked at Zechariah. "Can we spend time together? You don't think it would be too risky do you?" She asked, hoping that they could spend at least a little time with Zechariah before she had to regroup with her family. She thought about what she say and looked down at the leaf again, wondering why he gave her this leaf. Her smile grew a little as she looked at leaf and ran her fingers over it a few times while waiting for what his opinion was on them spending time together.
Catrina nodded understandingly then slowly released his wrist. She started to think for a moment, biting her lip gently she glanced up at Benjamin and smiled a little at him. "Lead the way, sir." She said politely as she ran her dainty fingers through her red locks. Catrina waited for Benjamin to lead the way so they could start their patrol and not seem like they knew something or so that they didn't really look too suspicious. She grinned at him, pushing a red lock from her face in an attempt to look as confident as possible even though her slightly over emotional personality was beginning to take over and she kind of just wanted to cry right now.
May laughed softly, shaking her head at Aaron's comment about how he could imagine what Kyle was thinking about. She looked at Aaron for a minute, keeping her arm around her neck before briefly glancing over at Kyle to wink at him. Her attention was quickly back to Aaron though, "That wasn't the question. I am pretty sure everyone on our team knows what Kyle is thinking, but no one really seems to know what you’re thinking." She pointed out. "At least other than the fact about what Zechariah said was confusing. I don't really see how it could be confusing." Shrugging once she thought about something. "I thought it was cute how he wanted the princess to like him for who he was and not because he was the 'Eagle of Mercy' or what not. It was really deep you know?" She balled up her fist, gently pressing it half way over her heart, then she tipped her head back and closed her eyes. Dramatically she sniffled a little before stopping what she was doing.
Her feet began to ache because she had to try and reach close to Aaron's height so she took her arm from around his neck and planted her feet on the ground. She smiled at Aaron, slowly taking a finger from both hands and putting them at the corner of Aaron's mouth, quickly lifting it up into a smile. "You should really stop looking so I don't know... cold?" She joked around, quickly moving her hands back to her side. She loved to mess with Aaron sometimes, and it for a reason she was unsure about. Gently she poked Aaron in the stomach then walked over to Kyle and leaned against him slightly, gently messing with a strand of his hair, and smirking a little. After a few moments of messing with Kyle's hair she stopped, sighing softly then she threw her hair up into a neat bun. "So what do you guys plan on doing while we wait for the princess? Are we just going to stand here or what?" She questioned with this kind of bored tone. Her previous smile was gone, replaced by this just neutral face.
Catrina nodded understandingly then slowly released his wrist. She started to think for a moment, biting her lip gently she glanced up at Benjamin and smiled a little at him. "Lead the way, sir." She said politely as she ran her dainty fingers through her red locks. Catrina waited for Benjamin to lead the way so they could start their patrol and not seem like they knew something or so that they didn't really look too suspicious. She grinned at him, pushing a red lock from her face in an attempt to look as confident as possible even though her slightly over emotional personality was beginning to take over and she kind of just wanted to cry right now.
May laughed softly, shaking her head at Aaron's comment about how he could imagine what Kyle was thinking about. She looked at Aaron for a minute, keeping her arm around her neck before briefly glancing over at Kyle to wink at him. Her attention was quickly back to Aaron though, "That wasn't the question. I am pretty sure everyone on our team knows what Kyle is thinking, but no one really seems to know what you’re thinking." She pointed out. "At least other than the fact about what Zechariah said was confusing. I don't really see how it could be confusing." Shrugging once she thought about something. "I thought it was cute how he wanted the princess to like him for who he was and not because he was the 'Eagle of Mercy' or what not. It was really deep you know?" She balled up her fist, gently pressing it half way over her heart, then she tipped her head back and closed her eyes. Dramatically she sniffled a little before stopping what she was doing.
Her feet began to ache because she had to try and reach close to Aaron's height so she took her arm from around his neck and planted her feet on the ground. She smiled at Aaron, slowly taking a finger from both hands and putting them at the corner of Aaron's mouth, quickly lifting it up into a smile. "You should really stop looking so I don't know... cold?" She joked around, quickly moving her hands back to her side. She loved to mess with Aaron sometimes, and it for a reason she was unsure about. Gently she poked Aaron in the stomach then walked over to Kyle and leaned against him slightly, gently messing with a strand of his hair, and smirking a little. After a few moments of messing with Kyle's hair she stopped, sighing softly then she threw her hair up into a neat bun. "So what do you guys plan on doing while we wait for the princess? Are we just going to stand here or what?" She questioned with this kind of bored tone. Her previous smile was gone, replaced by this just neutral face.
Max Nill
Max, having no idea why he was required here and would much rather be working on his immense workload, looked around to find any sort of familiar face to talk to out of boredom. Eventually though, he gave up. He saw Kyle, but he was surrounded by a bunch of other people. He saw the king and the Red Prince but it's always best not to talk to your bosses unless needed.
Max tossed a wrench into the air and caught it as he just walked around talking in the atmosphere and people around him. It actually seemed quite tense in some places.
Issac/17/single
Issac looked at the other girl that had approached him. he rolled his eyes slightly being annoyed by being crowded. he looked at her once more and lifted his hand which razor sharp claws had grown and tapped his four lethal canine teeth. "i shift three different ways." he said with a sigh. "this is only one of them" he said as his violet eyes turned back to blue. his fangs and claws disappeared as if they were never there.
Issac looked at the other girl that had approached him. he rolled his eyes slightly being annoyed by being crowded. he looked at her once more and lifted his hand which razor sharp claws had grown and tapped his four lethal canine teeth. "i shift three different ways." he said with a sigh. "this is only one of them" he said as his violet eyes turned back to blue. his fangs and claws disappeared as if they were never there.
Oriana blinked when the prince of Metargo glided up by her side. She blinked her blue eyes at him confused but listened as he muttered an explanation. Oriana snickered. "And here I was told royalty were suppose to be goody two shoes..." A smirk played itself on Oriana's features. "Oh well I did talk with the Mysticarans I suppose I might offer a courtesy to the Metargo as well... Besides I myself dislike being told what I can't do so assisting you is a small victory for all trouble makers..." Oriana wrapped her human arm around the Prince's and allowed him to lead her to her seat. "Hmm you should probably take your seat after you escort me your father looks like he might have a heart attack and I'm sure the president who is kinda like my father is nearly doing the same... Besides I like to start bashing heads in early and after I'm seated my tongue shall become quite sharp." Oriana smirked and looked at the prince conveying that she was serious about her warning.
Oriana was impressed at her own grace for once as she walked next to the prince and over to her seat next to the presidents. "Also I must thank you for not making my metal arm more noticeable... People always pull the pity card when they see it... And I am not fond of pity." These were Oriana's last words to the Prince for now as she bowed her head very gently in respect slid her arm out of his and sat down next to the President. But as she warned not a minute after taking her seat did she manage to launch into a debate with Sir.Black who had somehow found her again and this time decided the topic of weapons would be much more entertaining a debate. While he insisted bombs and such thing should be permitted Oriana thought it was slightly unfair to just snap your fingers and down half your opponents but she also argued that was a part of war... Really the topic of bombs was a rather controversial one. They were much to efficient but in war that kinda was the point...
Oriana was impressed at her own grace for once as she walked next to the prince and over to her seat next to the presidents. "Also I must thank you for not making my metal arm more noticeable... People always pull the pity card when they see it... And I am not fond of pity." These were Oriana's last words to the Prince for now as she bowed her head very gently in respect slid her arm out of his and sat down next to the President. But as she warned not a minute after taking her seat did she manage to launch into a debate with Sir.Black who had somehow found her again and this time decided the topic of weapons would be much more entertaining a debate. While he insisted bombs and such thing should be permitted Oriana thought it was slightly unfair to just snap your fingers and down half your opponents but she also argued that was a part of war... Really the topic of bombs was a rather controversial one. They were much to efficient but in war that kinda was the point...
The setting changes from Myrstrarkia to Benjlakk
Ayoto Miryle
Ayoto noticed the teeth, claws, and all sorts of things that would tear a normal human being to pieces, "Well. That's definitely a feat. Must be something fun. Having the ability to change into three different basically bodies, yet, staying the same." she said in a nice, yet very nervous tone as she was bumped into, "I still hate crowds... Don't I?" she thought to herself as the crowd pushed past, pressing the coat of her unifourm onto her shoulders and back and needless to say, it wasn't pleasant. It was coarse and hot and it was not fun to have pressing against her. Yet, she brushed the thought off and looked at the two, "By the way, My name is Ayoto Miryle." she siad smiling, "May I ask of your names?" she said smiling lightly still.
The setting changes from Benjlakk to Myrstrarkia
Zechariah was going to say they should probably head back, but then he remembered the conference would most likely end up a somewhat long one, provided two sides go back and forth on the backlash, or if the two sides just reach an impasse. He held Azalea and said, "I think we should have a bit of time."
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Kyle smirked. He knew May loved to mess with Aaron, and he had an idea as to the reason. although the wink he felt should have been directed at Aaron. Aaron, on the other hand, did not know what to think of the situation of his mouth being moved by May's fingers right before being poked in the stomach. It did not hurt, yet it made him feel awkward, for some reason.
Kyle held back laughter from his hair being messed with, plus tried to restrain from thinking dirty about being leaned on, as he knew Aaron could get jealous. Kyle knew what was going on, but Aaron did not. Now that Kyle thought about it, possibly the rest of the Lion Team knew, as well, since they have seen May and Aaron interact in this fashion quite frequently.
Once Aaron regained his posture, he snapped out of his awkward daze and said, "Well, we might as well do something, though we can't wander off too far, or we'll end up on a wild goose chase searching for the Princess, which would not be good in our report."
Kyle nodded in agreement. "I'll get us some drinks. Just tell me where you two are going, and I'll meet you there once I have the refreshments. I know what I'm getting, what about you?"
Aaron shrugged. "I guess I'll have a strawberry daiquiri. I never liked the bitter stuff. As for where to go, I was thinking maybe... hmm... quite frankly, I don't know what to do. Where do you think we should go, May, that is within this part of Diplomacy Square?"
It was then Kyle saw Max, which made him smile more genuinely, since that mechanic can be fun to talk to, despite the fact Max's bisexual behavior does make things a little awkward inwardly, even if it did not show. Once Kyle heard what May wanted, plus where she and Aaron would go, Kyle walked up to Max and waved while saying, "Hey, Max! Nice to see you, buddy! How've you been?" He waited until he heard Max's response before adding. "I'm getting a few drinks for Aaron, May , and I. WAnt to come with me for one, too? I hear the Benjlakki gals, especially from Fertaninn, the region we are in, are tough from working farms and solar technology, which makes for some hot figures."
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Benjamin started right after Catrina said to lead the way. It was mostly uneventful until Ben noticed someone who seemed a little out of place. It was a white-haired girl, yet she did not look like a Metargo citizen, whom are known for a great many of them having nearly-colorless hair. He could not determine what was different, yet there was something. Perhaps it was just him. He did not even know he was glancing over in the direction of an angel, since the wings were not visible. Ben quickly recovered so not to stare or be rude and continued his patrol. Hmmm... that girl is rather cute...
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Gracchus was inwardly upset that Orianna actually accepted. Of course, given his hearing being so great, he knew it was only to annoy the King of Metargo, but he still felt a pang of jealousy. He would definitely ask Orianna out before the Prince could have the chance to.
President Howard Anderson waited until all the people from both sides meant to be here were seated to speak, but when he was about to, he saw Oriana and Sir. Black already arguing about something off topic. Even the security officers shook their heads and groaned, since the two bickering diplomats were not making a good first impression. "That is quite enough, you two! We are not talking about bombs in this conference. This is about the war going on between Metargo and Mysticara. Would you be so kind as to stay on topic, and furthermore, wait for the meeting to come to order? Thank you."
The President then turned his attention forward. "Now, as I was about to say, the first thing you should know before we begin is that we do not take any foreign questioning of our neutrality lightly, as those who have doubts about it are more likely to violate it, and must be dealt with in the necessary manner to make the point clear. That being said, we shall begin.
On the possibility of allying with one of the two nations present, it should be noted that there are many Senators in Congress who are unwilling to side with a nation with a general who would massacre entire communities of civilians, neither do they feel it beneficial to side with a country experiencing the brunt of the massacres, as such tragedies could reach our own citizens and residents, leaving even children in our lands as part of the casualties. Such barbarism on the part of military personnel who order such genocide does not settle in the stomachs of the Benjlakki people. In order to convince the Senate in Congress either way, this issue especially must be addressed, the reason we have invited Leonardo Metargo, so he can to explain himself in this conference. First, though, we must have the views of our own citizens mentioned, which is where Oriana Aspiral comes in. Oriana, if you will..."
Saul listened intently to what all was being said. He knew this would be difficult, considering the circumstances. Regardless, he was not one to give up without trying.
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Kyle smirked. He knew May loved to mess with Aaron, and he had an idea as to the reason. although the wink he felt should have been directed at Aaron. Aaron, on the other hand, did not know what to think of the situation of his mouth being moved by May's fingers right before being poked in the stomach. It did not hurt, yet it made him feel awkward, for some reason.
Kyle held back laughter from his hair being messed with, plus tried to restrain from thinking dirty about being leaned on, as he knew Aaron could get jealous. Kyle knew what was going on, but Aaron did not. Now that Kyle thought about it, possibly the rest of the Lion Team knew, as well, since they have seen May and Aaron interact in this fashion quite frequently.
Once Aaron regained his posture, he snapped out of his awkward daze and said, "Well, we might as well do something, though we can't wander off too far, or we'll end up on a wild goose chase searching for the Princess, which would not be good in our report."
Kyle nodded in agreement. "I'll get us some drinks. Just tell me where you two are going, and I'll meet you there once I have the refreshments. I know what I'm getting, what about you?"
Aaron shrugged. "I guess I'll have a strawberry daiquiri. I never liked the bitter stuff. As for where to go, I was thinking maybe... hmm... quite frankly, I don't know what to do. Where do you think we should go, May, that is within this part of Diplomacy Square?"
It was then Kyle saw Max, which made him smile more genuinely, since that mechanic can be fun to talk to, despite the fact Max's bisexual behavior does make things a little awkward inwardly, even if it did not show. Once Kyle heard what May wanted, plus where she and Aaron would go, Kyle walked up to Max and waved while saying, "Hey, Max! Nice to see you, buddy! How've you been?" He waited until he heard Max's response before adding. "I'm getting a few drinks for Aaron, May , and I. WAnt to come with me for one, too? I hear the Benjlakki gals, especially from Fertaninn, the region we are in, are tough from working farms and solar technology, which makes for some hot figures."
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Benjamin started right after Catrina said to lead the way. It was mostly uneventful until Ben noticed someone who seemed a little out of place. It was a white-haired girl, yet she did not look like a Metargo citizen, whom are known for a great many of them having nearly-colorless hair. He could not determine what was different, yet there was something. Perhaps it was just him. He did not even know he was glancing over in the direction of an angel, since the wings were not visible. Ben quickly recovered so not to stare or be rude and continued his patrol. Hmmm... that girl is rather cute...
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Gracchus was inwardly upset that Orianna actually accepted. Of course, given his hearing being so great, he knew it was only to annoy the King of Metargo, but he still felt a pang of jealousy. He would definitely ask Orianna out before the Prince could have the chance to.
President Howard Anderson waited until all the people from both sides meant to be here were seated to speak, but when he was about to, he saw Oriana and Sir. Black already arguing about something off topic. Even the security officers shook their heads and groaned, since the two bickering diplomats were not making a good first impression. "That is quite enough, you two! We are not talking about bombs in this conference. This is about the war going on between Metargo and Mysticara. Would you be so kind as to stay on topic, and furthermore, wait for the meeting to come to order? Thank you."
The President then turned his attention forward. "Now, as I was about to say, the first thing you should know before we begin is that we do not take any foreign questioning of our neutrality lightly, as those who have doubts about it are more likely to violate it, and must be dealt with in the necessary manner to make the point clear. That being said, we shall begin.
On the possibility of allying with one of the two nations present, it should be noted that there are many Senators in Congress who are unwilling to side with a nation with a general who would massacre entire communities of civilians, neither do they feel it beneficial to side with a country experiencing the brunt of the massacres, as such tragedies could reach our own citizens and residents, leaving even children in our lands as part of the casualties. Such barbarism on the part of military personnel who order such genocide does not settle in the stomachs of the Benjlakki people. In order to convince the Senate in Congress either way, this issue especially must be addressed, the reason we have invited Leonardo Metargo, so he can to explain himself in this conference. First, though, we must have the views of our own citizens mentioned, which is where Oriana Aspiral comes in. Oriana, if you will..."
Saul listened intently to what all was being said. He knew this would be difficult, considering the circumstances. Regardless, he was not one to give up without trying.
Leonardo flashed a smile in thanks, glad that she had accepted his offer. It would have been fairly awkward should she had rejected his offer. He had not believed she would, as if he did, he would not have offered, but believing and knowing are two very different things. He was nearly recovered from his previous smile before she spoke again of old men and their hearts, and he could not help but smile once again, "We wouldn't want that now, imagine the scandal." He said gently waving his hand to show his beliefs on such dramatics.
Leonardo was impressed with how well she moved. His own walk was slow, his robes shimmering with every movement, and his posture was impeccable, and so walking next to him was always a challenge. A daunting one as his allure tended to overshadow whoever he was next to, yet Oriana was not merely holding up but thriving. While far shorter than he, the blue haired diplomat did well as if she was feeding off his own allure and was glowing more beautiful for it. An odd thought, but the way she moved now reminded him of a great cat. Each movement was controlled and precise, and Leonardo did not recall her moving as such before.
The mention of her arm caused his eyes to phase out for just a moment as he relived a previous experience in perfect detail. The young soldier, no. Not a soldier, a child of only fifteen clutching onto Leonardo's forearms as he spat blood up saying the same thing over and over again, 'I want to go home...'. The child-soldier had stepped on a mine which tore apart his leg leaving only a shredded mess left over. Shrapnel had tore small holes all over his body, the medic was trying to remove the leg with a bone-saw to place the clogging solution into the wound. They had ran out of anesthetics on the second day of combat, and so the child had to suffer through it, and Leonardo had to hold him down. The sound of the bone-saw slicing through flesh and the grinding sound of bone yielding to metal was always able to break above the screams... The boy would have gotten a metal leg, but he did not survive the operation.
Leonardo's eyes refocused, and he gave a polite smile to hide the fact that he had lost sense for a moment. Feeling her arm slide out from his, he moved his arm behind his back as without her holding on to it; it felt rather odd to simply have it hanging out. Leonardo gave a bow in return to her nod, and turned away. Pity. Yes, he could understand that hatred for pity.
Making his way to his parents, he sat on the other side of his mother, and waited for the charade to be over. Leonardo gave the president a polite nod as he spoke about him. Barbarism? In war?! Oh, say it isn't so. Leonardo kept his small polite smile on his face as the president talked and was, honestly, highly amused by the dramatics. He was the scapegoat this time for their indecision. They did not want to join the war, but didn't have the self-respect to simply say so, so they needed a valid reason, and it seemed he was it.
Leonardo was slightly interested to know that it was they who invited him. His father had never let that slip and instead brought the entire family. If he had, perhaps, told him of the personal invitation he would have been able to put two and two together and figure out that they wanted to use him as a scapegoat. If he had known, he would have prepared a speech.
Oriana Aspiral. The name of the fair diplomat had Leonardo turning his attention to her once more. She was one of only two people that had managed to interest him. Her and the black haired Mysticaran. If her sharp tongue proved as powerful as her beauty; he may roll over and surrender now saving himself the trouble.
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Sarxas Kirtiru
"S-sorry! I didn't mean..." *Looks at a tree with birds and playfully pounces, meowing sweetly before giggling*
Agathe Erasmus
"Why are we fighting, anymore? It only seems to escalate."
Cain Jai Numi
"How do we live with ourselves if everyday we feel just like....."
Cam Broch
"Offense is the best defense."
Sandra Lionel
"I prey we do not get tossed into this conflict but if we do I will do all in my power to ensure a swift and decisive victory. "
Calida Metargo
"Would you like some tea? I've heard that I make wonderful tea!"
Azalea Metargo
"I have my opinions and you have yours. Quit trying to change my mind about this war."
Malinha Nedilo
"Peace is not a story I wish to tell my chirldren about."
Max Nill
"Hand me a wrench will you? That way I can beat you with it."
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Agathe Erasmus
"Why are we fighting, anymore? It only seems to escalate."
Gracchus Ossi
"What is this thing?"
Benjamin Malachi
"You sure you want to mess with us?"
Calida Metargo
"Would you like some tea? I've heard that I make wonderful tea!"
Sandra Lionel
"I prey we do not get tossed into this conflict but if we do I will do all in my power to ensure a swift and decisive victory. "
Ayoto Miryle
"Is fighting really worth our time?"
Isaac Miller
"Blood shall be spilled."
Leonardo Metargo
"War is about the Generals. The soldiers do their part, but history will inevitably forget them."
Zechariah Malachi
"We're all the same on the battlefield, so titles aren't all that necessary"
Aaron Lextu
"Benjlakki scum!"
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Cain Jai Numi
"How do we live with ourselves if everyday we feel just like....."
Calida Metargo
"Would you like some tea? I've heard that I make wonderful tea!"
Saul Metargo
"Though we have strength, I fear we may have bitten off more than we can chew. Regardless, we will press on."
Benjamin Malachi
"You sure you want to mess with us?"
Isaac Miller
"Blood shall be spilled."
Agathe Erasmus
"Why are we fighting, anymore? It only seems to escalate."
Malinha Nedilo
"Peace is not a story I wish to tell my chirldren about."
Zechariah Malachi
"We're all the same on the battlefield, so titles aren't all that necessary"
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Myrstrarkia ↪ Benjlakk Owner: ZacharyTC
Home to a presidential democracy with a balance between technology and magic. This nation applies renewable resources more often than others.
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Land of Secrets and the location of the Omegaran Republic
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The Birthplace of the Dwarves and the land of the Dwarvaran Union, a constitutional monarchy.
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Myrstrarkia ↪ Caninisia Owner: ZacharyTC
Homeland of canine humanoids, where the Emperor rules over all other alpha males within the land.
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Land of origins for the feline humanoids of Myrstrarkia, as well as the location of a democracy with a Chancellor, multiple Assemblies, and a complex court system.
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Birthplace of the Elves, and location of a confederacy led by the same race.
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Land of a presidential democracy with a bicameral Senate, Supreme Court, and a hub for philosophical thinking which houses many schools of thought.
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Myrstrarkia ↪ Metargo Owner: ZacharyTC
A parliamentary democracy geared towards industrial endeavors and technological advances is located here. Metargo uses magic the least frequently.
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The homeland of a coalition of tribes who mostly live at one with nature, using magic the most frequently.
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Home to a presidential democracy with a unicameral Assembly, Supreme Court, and tons of heated debates between two major political parties.
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A land with an absolute Monarchy and the origins of certain magical arts other nations deem unorthodox.
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