Kota Pierce's Story

It was the next morning after the failed midnight intrusion of the castle.
The sun was up and shining.The sun's rays were shining through Kota's stain glassed, bed room windows.
She opened her eyes and blinked a couple of times for her eyes to get used to the bright, morning light.

She looked over at the window for a second, then laid her head back onto her pillow.
She then quickly sat up and said to herself, ''I over slept again!'' She threw the bed covers off of her and stood up. She ran over to her changing area and quickly stripped off of her sleep wear to change into her uniform. She quickly got all of her clothing on, and put her long, flowing, light brown hair into a perfect braid.

She walked over to the table that was in her room. She picked up her two swords that she laid on the table the previous night before.
Strapped on the belt, and put her two swords into their sheath's. She looked around her room to see if she was forgetting anything and walked out of her room.

She swiftly made her way down to the throne room.She passed multiple halls, many rooms, and then she finally made it to the throne room. She took a deep breath before entering. She looked at the two guards that were standing guard. They looked at her and nodded,they opened the doors, and she walked into the room. She walked right up to the Queen, and bowed before her, and said, '' Your Highness. I dearly apologize for myself being late. I over slept again, and I do wish that you can forgive me for being late.'' She remained bowing, waiting for the Queen's response, for her to arise.

( I apologize for the 4 spaces below. My lap top got all messed up. So it posted this one post 5 times).

Queen Violet

Violet walked down the long hallway, with confidence in her step. Her outfit Consisted of, a purple gown that hugged her body in all the right places. Small gem earrings that were also purple. Her shoes were a simple purple flats since you couldn't see her feet. Her hair was curled and put in a complicated style. Eye shadow was placed as well, adding onto her natural beauty. Violet stopped at the throne room and the guards instantly opened the doors for their Queen.

Violet smiled at Alterez. He was with her from the beginning. She sat upon her throne that was placed next to his. They were equal in her eyes. No one was above the other. Some called them King and Queen, which was fine for Violet but Alterez title was Lord. To be King means they have to get married. And if he was King, all her power would go to him, making her below him. Something they both didn't want.

Violet noticed that she walked into a meeting with the advisers. But it ended when Alterez dismissed them. He was obviously bored and annoyed with them. The advisers bowed at her before making there exit out the throne room. Before the Queen could attempt to speak to her friend, Kota came bursting through the doors in panic. Violet was a little worried. Kota came right up to her and bowed. '' Your Highness. I dearly apologize for myself being late. I over slept again, and I do wish that you can forgive me for being late." Violet smiled down at the Kota, a quite laugh escaping her lips. "Why are you bowing? I have told you time and time again not to. Friends are equal in this kingdom." A hint of playfulness in the Queen's voice.

(please don't mind the woman wearing the dress. You obviously know it's not my character XP)

As she heard the Queen's reply, she stood up. She looked at her Queen and said, ''Thank you. My Queen.''
She walked over to her Queen's right side, and stood in her usual spot. Kota looked around the room, as she always does. She looked at the beautiful stained, glass windows, and at the rich purple colored carpets. She was deeply admiring the throne room as always.
She then started to think about the peasants that live in the town, what they might be doing,what they are thinking of the Rebels, stuff like that. She then started to think about her few friends that lived in the town. She then thought about, her friend Lucie Mauvais. A smile creased her lips, at the thoughts of what her trouble making friend might be up to in the town, this early in the day.

She looked out of the window that was to her right and sighed. She didn't really like being in the castle all day long. Even though, she knew that it was her job to stay and protect her Queen. But, there was something about the out doors, that seemed to call to her. She then looked at the Queen and said ,'' I was just wondering. What are we to do if there is a full moon tonight? You know I can not be around people at that time. I just don't like the thought of hurting any more people. I have hurt far to many people than I have ever hoped.'' She looked down at the carpeted floor, after she had said that. Remembering all the times she had, lost control, and hurt and even killed some innocent people. She really did hate being a wolf. Having to live with this ''Curse.''

Kota had been standing there for quite some time, when she heard a gurgling sound, coming from her stomach. She looked at Violet and said, ''I skipped out on breakfast this morning. Since I am in no good condition, when I have not eaten even a morsel of food. I think it would be best if, I were to go to the town, and grab a small bite of food. And since I am part wolf, I do need a special kind of food.'' She and almost everyone knew that wolves had to eat at least one live animal a day. To contain her wolf's hunger for flesh.

She looked at her Queen and said,'' I will be back in time, before the bells ring for the timing of noon. No later.''
She quickly made her way out of the throne room, and into the hall. She swiftly made her way to the main double doors of the castle. They were two huge, fifty foot high, and thirty feet in width. They were made of pure, strong oak wood, and had metal bars and plating on them. The handles were made of pure iron,and had jewels on them. She looked at the guards and they opened the doors for her.

She blinked in the late morning sun. She smiled as she took a deep breath of fresh air, as she walked out of the castle. She loved the smell of fresh air.
She walked between two guard towers and signaled them to open the gates. They opened them, and she smiled as she was finally out of the castle. She stopped before she reached the towns entrance. She took the hood of her cloak and put it over her head, just enough for her mouth to be seen. She kept her head down while she was walking through the town.

The towns people didn't exactly like her, since she did kill a hand full of the towns people on accident. She was looking at the people through the corners of her eyes. She kept walking until she saw one of her friends. She smirked as she saw Lucie trying to steal some more items. She stayed in the shadows so Lucie wouldn't see her yet.
Kota followed Lucie to her house, and then waited outside of Lucie's house for a little while. After standing out side of the house, Kota walked up to the front door and knocked on it. She then waited for some one to come.

Lucie smiled when she approached the door and saw it was Kota "Hi!" she said happily as she opened the door to let her inside. She shut the door behind Kota and took a seat on her couch being careful of her dress. Nobles never have tears or wrinkles on their clothing. "So you're going to get me a good spot close to all the royals right?" she asked hopefully "You never know when people are looking for suitors" she smiled dreamily picturing myself somehow taking the throne. "Wouldn't that be so magical if that happened? It would be picture storybook perfect. " she beamed up at her "You have to introduce me to the nobles, but don't say that I'm really a peasant."

As Kota was greeted in, she looked at Lucie and said, '' Thank you Lucie.''
She walked over to the wall next to where Lucie was sitting and leaned against the cobblestone wall. She put her hood down, and licked her lips. She smiled as she heard what Lucie was saying. She then said, '' As you know, I am well liked in the kingdom. And pulling a foolish trick like that, could get us into trouble. '' She looked away, and looked around the house. She loved it in Lucie's little cottage. She then looked at Lucie and said, '' So, of course I will let you come. And I would never expose who you really are. I will say you are a second cousin of mine. A cousin that is human. ''

She walked over to the little wooden table, and picked up a nice and expensive looking dagger that was on the table. She studied it and put it back down. She then walked over to Lucie and sat down next to her. She looked at Lucie and smiled. She then said , '' I must leave now. I have to go and eat. You are welcome to come, if you wish. I just hope you are not scared of what you might see. '' She lifted up her hood and put it back onto her head. She stood up and then looked at Lucie to wait for her answer.

Omega - Poliferus & Sierra

“Sierra darling, good morning.” Poliferus said happily, his earlier feelings of annoyance, worry and whatever else seeming to melt away. The man gave the young lady a pleasant smile, relieved that she had arrived, but more so happy about her impeccable timing. The advisers could be so sour and thick-headed sometimes, he definitely would not want that rubbing off on her, and yet, despite whatever attitude they would grace upon the General, he found it always dispelled by the innocent, sweet demeanor of the girl he’d come to know as his own.

"I trust your meeting with the Lord and Queen went well? What news do you have of the assailants of last night?" she inquired.

Poliferus took his hand away and stepped back, allowing Sierra the not required but still deserved bow of respect he addressed everyone with. Standing tall again, he strode half past her and put one large hand gently behind her to guide her with him. “Please, follow me. We can discuss it on the way down to the Courtyard.”

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“You slept well then?” Poliferus said finally, after they’d walked a good distance from the throne room and out of earshot of the self-concerned politicians. The only sounds now were that of the outside world coming in through the windows on their left, and the heavy footsteps of his guards that marched otherwise silently behind him. “It’s sometimes so difficult considering all that’s happening, but then again, with the King having hired so many other precautions alongside his Guardsmen, I suppose it can be achieved.”

Poliferus sighed deeply, a bit of worry troubling him again. “Alterez is so young… I fear that he may not know what to do, and that all this time around these pompous fools has tainted his mind. Be wary, being at such the age he was when he began, many things can be so.. influencial…” Poliferus spoke gently, a rare side seen by few. “As for the happenings of everything, they aren’t good. The mercenaries last night, confirmed by Phoenix himself on account of having worked alongside several, were indeed professionals… This is deeply concerning, as it means whoever is sponsoring Lady Dream has some sort of power, or at least money. Personally to me, they go hand in hand, but I won’t jump to conclusions.”

Poliferus stopped, turning down the hall and proceeding down a flight of steps. “Luckily we do have our own sources, and we’re just fortunate that they served true. I felt so ineasy having most of my men take the night off, but if they’d been there, they would’ve been killed alongside those few that were present.” The General was frowning now, considering this. Although he did care for the lives of his men, it wasn’t only because he was ensuring they weren’t killed. Having only a small platoon on standby, that meant that the only real threat was the mercenary Phoenix. He’d underestimated the man despite his renown reputation; a mistake he won’t make twice.

“Nevertheless," he continued, "we’re receiving reinforcements from Baron Vreakalks. I trust you remember him? I have to meet his men when they arrive, and then we have to ready the castle for the Royal Address.

Approaching a large balcony overlooking the North side of the Castle, Poliferus strode into the open, his gaze drifting down to the barracks below, stationed around a large field nearly overflowing with the King’s finest, training, moving in units, tending to equipment or armor, or simply lounging. Poliferus placed his hands on the edge of the delicately carved marble railing, his thumb tracing the purple painted fire. "I just hope Lord Alterez and Queen Violet are ready for this task…” he said after a short time.

A cool breeze tugged on the man’s cape that hung over both his shoulders, ruffling the Purple fabric while making the gold sparkle in the morning sun. Poliferus sighed resignedly again, then turned to Sierra. “Anyway, enough about all this… What sorts of things have you been up to? Heard you were on a mission as of late. How did that go?”


The Tavern -- Captain Rubber, Lady Dream, Star & Wolfe

Sergeant Antorak strode confidently down the street, followed closely by at least a dozen men. Armor-clad and battle-tested, they moved with a purpose through the thick throngs of people that governed the streets, vying for whatever baubles they wished to waste their money on. Ignoring entirely any and all social graces that an exalted member of the Royal Military was supposed to exude, the man pushed aside anyone that got in his way. Toppling a woman carrying fruits, or an elderly veteran who possessed far too many scars that would hinder his ability to move, Antorak remained indifferent. Cold green eyes scanned the area menacingly. The man was on a mission, and his target was directly ahead. With a short nod, his he and his men continued on, their armor and weapons clanking with each step, steel boots kicking up patches of dirt.

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“Hey there buddy,” a man said suddenly. He’d been positioned near the back of the bar for some time now, but finally he felt as if he should make an appearance. Having grown tired of watching the Queen simply lounge around in public, no doubt at this very moment gathering people for her vanity cause, this man, being a self-respecting loyal citizen, knew that it was merely his civic duty to turn her and her subordinates in. Deciding that this man who had gone through so much trouble to put on a well played act was the more dangerous threat to be engaged, he allowed himself to take a seat next to him. “Name’s Gregora,” he said in a gruff voice as he looked up to the shaggy haired traitor.

While Gregora himself was a rather small, stocky man, he could handle himself just fine against whatever brute dared threaten his Kingdom. Already he’d sent word of this meeting with one of his men to fetch the guards, so now all he had to do was stall until they arrived. After that he could collect his pay, one hell of a bounty that could buy him and his accomplices’ drinks for a lifetime, and continue on his merry way as the man who captured the runaway Queen with family problems. He gave a toothless grin to the man. “So what brings you here today, kind gentleman?”

Gregora’s presence was enough to send those few wenches and barmaids which had accumulated around the man to scatter. His reputation wasn’t the best, but sometimes it helped. He looked to the older gentleman, holding up a half-drained pitcher. “If you’re trying to drown the sorrows of your recent losses against the Kingdom, this ain’t the place.” His gaze shifted back to the Queen, finding that another had joined the group. He shook his head disapprovingly, as if amused, then leaned forward and whispered almost maliciously, “It’s a crime to be in league with pirates, you know. It’s a crime to be against the kingdom.” A blade appeared in his hand as his smile widened. “Treacherous bastard.”

It was just then that the door to the tavern was thrown from its hinges. The kick came from two steel-plated Knights, and the force sent the large wooden object careening into the table directly in front of it. The occupants collapsed, cries suddenly emanating from most present. Bottles and glasses were spilled, but no matter how much people wanted to panic, the commanding voice which bellowed out a moment later ensured that didn’t happen.

“Alright, I hear there’s a little rat in town?” Antorak’s reputation was well known around the few blocks that he was tasked with patrolling and enforcing. Using pain as means of intimidation, he demanded not respect, but fear. His Purple cape, draped over one side of his decorative steel armor, marked him as not just authority, but a man who commanded the authority. The rank of sergeant was low, but it still meant that he had at his disposal a platoon of soldiers, and a plethora of weapons to employ. Of course, if the top brass was aware of what occurred below their noses, Antorak would no doubt have been thrown from his high horse. Unfortunately however, it takes only a few falsified reports and documents, as well as a great deal of inspired awe, to ensure that nobody need know about the dealings the man dabbles in.

Striding in, his eyes took a quick sweep of all present, his men forming up in a rough semi-circular formation behind him, shields raised, swords brandished. A smirk formed on his lips, visible only because officers rarely wore helmets. The Queen wasn’t at all difficult to spot, and so the man nodded, heaving a sigh of satisfaction. His content grew even more so as he recognized the infamous Captain Rubber. He'd surely get a promotion for this lovely catch.

“Everyone present that doesn’t align themselves rightfully at this very moment is under arrest, your renounced majesty.” The man spat the last word as if it were some rotten peace of mutton, speaking directly to Dream, then continued hideously. “Anyone dares try to run, they should ensure they be ready to spill themselves before the might of Purplexia.”

By now several people had regained themselves from the shock of the Sergeant's entrance. A few stood, facing the Queen with looks of disapproval or satisfaction, while others remained uncertain, sitting in their neutrality. Weapons were now appearing in the hands of many.

“Get ‘em," Antorak finally sneered.


Omega – Kota & Lucie

A knock came from the door of the little cottage known to belong to Lucie. Without waiting for an answer, the door was then thrown open, allowing for three men to enter. All were dressed in a simple chainmail shirt accompanied by a few steel plates, as well as a surcoat with the Crest of Purplexia on it, but none held position within the military. These men were simply the police force that monitored civilian matters, rather than diplomatic ones that would escalate to war. Perhaps it was because of their humble yet still respectable positions that kept them from being as easily tainted as those with the true power, or perhaps it was simply because they lived amongst the people they monitored. Whatever the case, they were willing to look past some petty things, but after enough complaints, they were required to take action.

A young man, well groomed, probably mid twenties took the stage, unfolding a piece of paper. “Lucie Mauvais, you have hereby been charged with crimes of theft amongst the citizens of Omega within the great land of Purplexia. You are from henceforth to be apprehended for said violations of the law, and are to be brought in for questioning and trial. If found guilty, the consequences include but are not restricted to monetary fees, servitude to those to whom the acts were committed, or a sentence for up to but not limited to, sixty days.”

The man looked down from the paper towards the young lady, but then stopped short as he became aware of the other presence in the room. Dropping his head almost immediately, and snapping his feet together while putting his arms against his sides, he gave a brisk bow to Kota.

Looking up, his face was flustered, embarrassed due to missing the presence of someone aligned personally to the Queen. “Apologies, Lady Kota. I did not see you there. Please, excuse the interruption, but by law we are to take young Lucie in for questioning.” The two other officers behind the man had stiffened as well, and now all looked expectantly to Kota. She had authority, and so they were to await her response before taking further action.


Omega – Alterez, Violet & Phoenix

Alterez adjusted the lapels on his decorative, sleeveless overcoat, brushing them down and plucking off a single piece of his long, brown hair. The man inspected it thoughtfully, then simply threw it aside. Admiring himself in the mirror for a moment, he disliked having the silent shadow Phoenix with him at all times, but knew it was a necessary precaution. The man was standing in the far corner, head down, but Alterez knew that he was present in every way possible. Turning now away from his reflection, the Lord of Purplexia sighed.

“Am I doing this right?” he asked to nobody in particular. “The late King, Violet’s father… He ruled with so much certainty and dignity… And my father knew the answers to anything he didn’t… Violet and I… Ugh..” The man sighed again, dropping his head. Of course Phoenix didn’t respond, he didn’t expect him to, but he still wished he had some input. He probably did, but then again, it wasn’t in the man’s job description to act as councilor.

Alterez bit his tongue, thinking, before finally he moved towards the great doors of the Royal Chambers and strode back into the throne room.

"What did the General say in the meeting?"

Queen Violent, whom he hadn’t even acknowledged her for he was too annoyed earlier, was sitting in her place at his side. The man was grateful, and watched as her own right hand dismissed herself in search of food, if he had heard correctly. Smiling at the woman, she never ceased to amaze him with her radiate beauty. The elegance she possessed, as well as her father’s strong will. Alterez took a moment to admire her, standing silently to one side before moving to take his seat by her side. He was lucky to have her, he knew, and one day he did plan to marry… But not yet. Things were far too troubling, and besides, they’d agreed on sharing the power if ever possible. It seemed the only way was to remain separate, as dictated by the laws of Purplexia. Maybe one day he’d change that. Yes, that would be lovely… Just another thing he could be known for, another way to better himself and gain complete acceptance. The man smiled, finally deciding to answer his beloved Violet’s earlier question. Leaning back in his cushioned throne, Alterez hated to break the all too welcomed silence of his throne room, but he wouldn’t leave his Queen without an answer.

“Poliferus is simply searching for a way to weed out all traitors and finally put a stop to this rebellion. It seems nobody has any surefire ways to do that… Always holes.” Alterez huffed, a hint of annoyance returning in his voice at simply the thought. “Anyway, he’s off doing his General thing, and the advisers are all off plotting some total domination plan in order to enforce stricter laws, and I’m here without any idea at all.. Supposed to address the people in an hour? Yeah, that’ll be lovely.”

Alterez fell silent for a moment, brooding. His temper was one of his flaws, and it had only gotten worse due to the stress of recent events. “Why is it worth my time anyway? Your sister, without offense, renounced herself. She’s not worth the color she wears. If we could just crush this damned thing now without a problem, I’d love that… It’s just too tedious.” Sighing, the man dropped his face into his palms again, leaning forward in his chair.

“Our dads would know what to do… Hell, I may just let them enact these new laws. Only option that’s actually presented itself! If she weren’t royalty it would just be dismissed like everything else. We’ve had rebellions, but they were all just common rabble, not worth our time. Give the problem to the nearest Baron and his forces, and boom, done…” Alterez was rubbing his temples, growing more and more aggravated the more he thought and talked about it. “Whatever happened between you two anyway? I don’t remember that much fighting amongst you guys, and we all practically grew up together. When did all this happen?”

Looking to his Queen now, Alterez waited expectantly. It was true, despite all the time he’d spent watching them trying to get one of them to notice him, he’d never seen them fight. Albeit he was probably too worried about making himself look good to notice any real bickering about who would be heir, but he surely would’ve noticed the two most beautiful girls he’d ever seen clawing at each other for the throne. Heck, if he had, he could’ve stepped in and given compromise. He was almost literally trained to do that… Alterez tilted his head now, waiting patiently.

When the police invaded her home Lucie stood there shocked and embarrassed. She knew it was too late to pretend that she knew nothing of the matter but she did not want to be thrown in jail. Jail is not befitting of a future noble. She turned to Kota and gave her a look, trying to plead and beg her with her eyes. She knew that if Kota dismissed the charges then her name would be cleared and she could resume her path to getting her spot on the throne. Otherwise, she would have to figure out a way to do it from jail which is very much impossible. Could Kota do that for her? She knew that Kota knew Lucie was fond of stealing but could it possibly get Kota get in trouble? Without Kota Lucie wouldn't have half of the connections she did now. Her face began to heat up as she worried about what she would do if she was thrown in jail. The man was handsome however, could she try to charm him? She smiled at the man trying to banish the nervousness from her appearance "Ah yes I'm Lucie, and you are?" she giggled softly as she stepped closer to the man,hopefully this gave Kota time to think of something that would make the men leave Lucie alone. "You know it's not really stealing if they didn't need it in the first place, I think you have the wrong girl" she said looking the man in the eyes hoping to make him feel nervous.

When the police came in, Kota quickly stood up and stepped in front of Lucie. When she heard that Lucie was being charged of theft, she was not surprised in the least. And after the officer read the letter, he looked at Kota and asked for forgiveness for not noticing her right away, as she should have. She looked at the guards and said, '' You are saying that, my dear friend Lucie is being charged of theft? ''

The main officer looked at Kota and nodded. Kota stood there for a moment in complete silence. She looked at Lucie, and understood Lucie's glare at her. She then looked back at the officers, and said, '' I will personally pay for the charges put against my dear friend. And you will drop the present and any future charges put against Lucie Mauvais. If I find out about any charges put against her in the future, I will personally talk to the Queen about finding the right punishment for the traitor.'' She then looked back at Lucie and gave her a quick smile. She then looked at the officers and said, '' Do we have an agreement, officers? '' She then gave the officers a protective wolf glare after she said that.

Poliferus, Sierra & Synclair

Poliferus chuckled happily at Sierra's words when it came to himself and her father. The man was brilliant, and Poliferus was honored to know him, as well as his children whom he could almost call his own. The girl especially reminded him so much of a life he had rejected. Of course if he chose to he could've juggled General with father, but having first gained his title at a young age, the hassle was too much. Looking back now, he almost wished he'd accepted it before, his age and experience having finally served to open his eyes to reality. Nevertheless, he was grateful for what he did have.

Only the look of concern and doubt on Sierra's young face at the mention of the Baron was enough to erase the man's smile. Her less than pleased tone at the thought of the esteemed man's troops was even more upsetting. Poliferus would be sure to address that matter separately. Until then, Poliferus silenced himself in order to listen to the recent missions that had been assigned to the girl.

Poliferus frowned deeply at the girl's words, understanding the conflicting emotions she felt. In a fatherly and defensive way, he was very much displeased with the girl being placed into positions where she'd had to succumb to killing someone. The thought of Sierra, the young, innocent girl he had watched grow up having to take another's life because of orders received by Alterez or Violet, or because she was forced into a scenario where it was the only option... The man heaved a sigh. As a realist he knew he couldn't shelter her, that she wasn't his and she had chosen this path of her own accord, but he also felt like she was experiencing some things that she shouldn't. To kill someone was more than simply putting a blade through them. No, you had to look them in the eye, see a person who had dreams and goals, friends or family, and fully understand that after you do what need be done, they'd be gone forever. Their life force would be expelled from the world, never to return.

Poliferus was well acquainted with the shadows of guilt after so many commissions to the battlefield; the constant regret and self-doubt over whether or not there could have been another way, and the nightmares that constantly replayed the horrors of the screams of men impaled over red-stained steel. The man knew how she felt, and sincerely wished that he could have been there in those troubling times to help her decide the right course of action. Many times, looking back, even a war-hardened veteran saw something they could've done different... It was stressful, cynical and hideous, something which his sweet Sierra shouldn't be tasked with doing. Simply the look in her face as she spoke hurt the man too. Poliferus was all to aware that she was choosing her words carefully and deliberately, and sincerely wished that she didn't have to. It wasn't good to not be able to talk to someone so close and still have to knit-pick your own words, but the man allowed her to continue uninterrupted so that she could hopefully get most of what was bothering her off her chest.

"But, enough about that! How is Vincent faring with his lessons in swordplay? Him and Father can't be bothered to write, so you're the only connection I have to my family!" Poliferus noted the abrupt change in her voice and posture, smiling almost sadly with how easily she could alter herself. Although he knew it was only to accommodate a happier subject, it was also something politicians tended to like to do, as well as killers. She definitely wasn't the same young girl that needed protection, she'd grown substantially.

"...speaking of family," she continued as if as an afterthought, seeming to pick up the same concerned tone, "you haven't heard from Wolfe perchance, have you? I haven't spoken with my elder brother since his abrupt departure from his employment..."

Poliferus raised an eyebrow. He deeply considered telling Sierra about his contacts with Wolfe, but he didn't want to trouble her any more than she was. Life shouldn't be this troubling for her. As it was, Poliferus still had to send the latest reports to Wolfe, and had been on his way to do that when he'd been intercepted by Sierra. Not that he minded it, of course, but Wolfe needed to be aware of what was happening. The General went to answer, but instead found that another matter insisted on making itself known first.

Snyclair. Poliferus looked the man up and down, noting his lack of mourning clothes in-Lou of the usual colors adorned by those of any power. With a nod of satisfaction, the man welcomed his Captain back, but held up a hand for the man to wait.

"Sierra, darling," Poliferus spoke, turning to the girl, "Your brother is doing just fine. His swordsmanship has progressed extensively in the past few weeks. He truly is gifted, but what else should I expect from the esteemed Shaeffer house?" Poliferus offered an encouraging smile with that, winking playfully. "As far as Wolfe..." The man stopped, thinking a moment. He sincerely hated lying to the girl, but the times and situations, as well as the circumstances surrounding nearly everything, were far too delicate. Not to mention he had to be careful for the same reason she did of what he said. General or not, he would be monitored as well. "Latest reports reveal nothing new. Although he's still with Lady Dream and her rebels, I do believe there's a chance with him. He isn't stupid... I believe he has his own reasons which are entirely justified for leaving... Don't worry at all."

Patting Sierra on the shoulder he smiled again. "Why don't you run along and see if Alterez or Violet need anything of you? I'm sure that these missions as of late are entirely in the best interests of the kingdom. Trust your instincts, and don't second guess yourself. Alright?"

With that, Poliferus turned to Snyclair. "Proceed."


Kota & Lucie

Watching the girl, the head officer noted several more charges to be put on Lucie's record. Disorderly conduct for one, and for two, wearing purple when not affiliated to the monarchy or without holding any position of authority. Even though the officer was well acquainted with her, having always seen her around town and being kind enough to overlook previous excursions, if not for Lady Kota, he'd have had no other choice but to arrest her then and there. It wasn't always fun having to do these sorts of things, especially to friends or people he'd known for some time, but the man had learned to overlook his own feelings in order to perform his duty.

Blocking out Lucie's behavior and looking to Lady Kota, the main officer nodded respectively at her, both in agreement of her words, and at hear admirable loyalty to her friend.

"Yes, Lady Kota," the man said, keeping to his professional demeanor in the situation. "Your pardon has been acknowledged, and will be documented in the report. No fines will be administered, but all stolen items will have to be either returned, or paid for. All other complaints, however, will have to be addressed by yourself or the Queen. The people will not take kindly to a thief being granted protection under the law with the right to steal without being held responsible through proper courses of action. We will return to see that the terms have been adhered to."

The man waited a moment for his words to sink in, his eyes moving sternly between the two before him, ensuring that they understood. After a brief moment, he finally nodded, satisfied. "Excuse our interruption, and thank you for your time. Enjoy your day," he said finally, bowing one last time to Kota before exiting the small house, his men falling into step behind him.


Lady Dream, Captain Rubber, Star & Wolfe

Antorak smiled greedily as the entire bar seemed to stop with Wolfe's sudden outburst. The Sergeant tilted his head to one side, a single eyebrow raised in mock amusement as he considered the man's next words. With the same grin, he chuckled, beginning to shake his head, all eyes in the bar on either himself or Wolfe.

"My dear friend Wolfe, it's been too long!" he began, spreading his arms wide as if inviting him as an old acquaintance, "How are you? I'd assumed that someone so esteemed would have better things to do than seek allegiance amongst the midst of traitors... As for this unnecessary ruckus, it was in fact you rebels who decided you didn't want to come quietly." The man's gaze drifted over the room, noting several people stopped in the middle of a punch or other attack and one of his own men currently lying dead on the ground, a crossbow bolt having penetrated the steel over his chest. Antorak huffed a poorly feigned sigh of regret, clicking his tongue as if displeased...

"Tsk tsk," he said, looking at everyone present. "For those of you who took up arms against the rebels, you will be adequately rewarded. For those of you who chose to stand and fight against the law, against the authority of a Purplexian soldier, you will be punished in the same manner! If you indeed wished to go about this in a more civilized manner, I would have been more than happy! You all chose to throw the first punch and resist being arrested!"

Antorak looked to Wolfe now, brandishing his blade and leveling the tip with the man's chest. "I'll be sure to get a handsome promotion for this. Lady Dream, a notorious Pirate Captain... And a once exalted member of the Courts?" as he spoke, Antorak took the time to identify and point out each of his three targets. "This is quite a haul."

Swinging the weapon around in his grip and settling into a better stance, with his blade positioned directly in front of him in a dual grip, at waist level, Antorak smiled. "Forgive me, but you've missed all chance of civility. You'll come quietly, or I'll take you by force!" With that, the sergeant charged, moving in fast for an overhead diagonal chop from the left, followed by a reverse motion in the opposite direction. Using that as the signal, the bar attendees continued on with their combat, the noise quickly rising once again with the sounds of men bellowing their battle cries, the maids screaming, weapons clashing and bottles smashing. Most people were far too busy to notice anything beyond the immediate threat in front of them. Gregora used this chaos to escape out a rear entrance, planning to return near the end and, should Antorak succeed, claim his winnings.

As Kota heard what the officer had said, She looked at them and said, '' Thank you. I will talk to the queen personally about this. And I will be the one to accept whatever the people think of my choice of this matter. It is my decision, and mine alone. '' She then nodded as the men left the small, cobble stone and wooden cottage. Kota sighed deeply and looked back at Lucie, she sat down on one of the, little brown, oak chairs that was near the little oak table.

Kota looked at Lucie and said, '' Lucie, you need to stop with the stealing. I can't keep covering for you, I'll lose the respect from the people, as well as the police.'' She picked up the dagger that was on the table and said, '' Lucie, where did you get this dagger? Even I don't have something this nice. If you steal something like this, people will realize that they are missing their items, You need to stop. ''
Kota took another deep sigh, and took a money pouch that she had on her belt. She looked at Lucie and said, '' Here, this is an early birthday present. '' She said that as she, put ten silver coins, five gold coins, and eight copper coins down on the table in front of Lucie.

Kota smiled at Lucie and said, '' I know what you will say, and don't say it. This is your birthday present, so spend this wisely and sparingly. I don't want you to keep stealing things because you're low on money. So, for however long this pile of money lasts you, please stay out of trouble. Or until I figure out a way, for you to-'' She quickly stopped herself in mid sentence and looked at Lucie,she stood up and said, '' I really must go now, the offer still stands for you to come. And since the police were just here, I would suggest you to come. Just to stay out of trouble. Then, we can go to the castle, is that alright with you, Lucie? '' Kota said that with a light laugh and a smile.

All the tension bleeds out of me and I smile softly as she places the coins on my table "Thank you so much, I can't thank you enough" I say softly taking the small bag and tucking it away safely under my mattress. I return from my room "I don't have plans right now, I can come with you if that's okay" I think about what the officer said, I don't care what the public thinks honestly. Someday I'll be the boss of them and their opinion will be of little meaning to me. However, there's no way I'm paying for what I stole. It's rightfully mine now and that would add to more money than even in that little bag of coins. I smooth out my dress and fix my hair "yes, let's go"

Kota looked at Lucie and said, '' Alright, lets go.'' She walked out of the door, with Lucie in front of her. Kota then said to Lucie after they locked up the door and everything, '' Lucie, you must now why I asked you to come. And I do hope you know what you just agreed to. If not, I do hope you are not scared of blood, yelps, and.....'' She then whispered the next part in Lucie's ear, '' The wolf.'' She then looked at Lucie again and said, '' Now, off to the forest.'' She walked with Lucie right behind her.

Kota walked swiftly across the small, busy, and lively town. She looked at some of the people, as they were getting their food, clothing, weapons, ect.'' She then looked away and looked back at Lucei, and then she looked at the dirt road of the town as she walked. She and Lucie, then quickly came to the entrance of the woods. Kota looked back at Lucie and said, '' No matter what you see or hear, make sure you stay still and hidden. I can not afford to take very long. '' She then walked deeper into the woods and into the creepy darkness of the woods.