Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

imogen_22 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **imogen_22** on Sun Nov 30, 2008 10:40 am

Just when she thought that she could have some peace, the door was flung open again. Taluna's fur bristled momentarily, but she hastily flattened it.
"Yes, Jared?" she blinked warmly at the messenger, who stood in the doorway in a fluster.
The young man quickly straightened himself up, and with a stately bow, spoke, "Your excellence, a Daidora demands an audience with the elders."
Taluna raised one eyebrow. "Demands, now does he? Well, we can't keep him waiting. Come, Jared."
Jared led the way out of the lavish mansion, and onto the street. Taluna's driver was waiting, the newest and most expensive hover car yet out in front, it's engine purring.
"Thank you, Finnigan." she commended the elderly man, who opened the door for her. She slid onto the buttery soft suede seats, and the door was closed behind her.
As the darted silently away from the manor, Taluna pondered this audience. Daidora was the most promising candidate yet for the now open position of Elder, one that she believed right for the spot.
They pulled up to the Grand Meeting Hall. Taluna stepped out of the car, aided by Finnigan, and was escorted into the building.
The hall was already crowded, many seats taken. As she padded across the room, the gathering seemed to hush. She took her seat, at the very head of the room in the center, and settled in. Now she just had to wait for her fellow Elders.

jack shade · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **jack shade** on Sun Nov 30, 2008 11:51 am

Daidora acknowledged Taluna's presence with a respectful nod, enormous black eyes staring at her without even the slightest hint of emotion. It was said to stare into the eyes of a doppelganger was to lose your soul. Some would whisper in an instant these unpredictable enigmas might leap up and steal your appearance. your words, and your memories...taking them without a moments hesitation.

Some maintained these shapeshifters were victims of true doppelgangers who stole their life and left them as hideous monsters hopelessly changing forms as they try to remember who they once were.

Others just thought those enormous eyes and alien body creepy...and that was enough to avoid them on a regular occasion.

Not many saw a doppelganger in its true form. Most adopted their own image, losing it only at death when the final mask was removed from their grand game of deceit.

Daidora, however, made no such inane attempt at procuring an appearance. He was convinced that doing so was attempting to fool oneself into believing one was what one wasn't.

She wore her true form instead, uncreative and strange as it was, and now awaited at least one more elder before she would begin speaking.

His time had come...and the audience hung on the silence as though gripping some spar of driftwood awash in the darkness of the sea.

This would be a productive day indeed.

Anima · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Anima** on Sun Nov 30, 2008 12:17 pm

"I yield. Well played, ma'm."

Li smirked and withdrew the handle of her wepon from her opponent's throat. They were all so complimentary when she beat them. She had used to wonder whether or not her sparring partners were letting her win, hoping to butter her up with victory and win favors from her. Of course, the very day this occured to her she had her *ss-- very respectfully and politely-- handed to her. She set her mace over her shoulder and inclined her head.

"Another round, madam?" he asked, standing. He was favoring his knee, he'd taken a nasty fall on that. How disappointing. It was neither fun nor productive to fight an injured opponent. Li shook her head.

"No. I--" The sharp vibration of the circlet on her wrist cut her off. Rolling her eyes, she glanced down at the slim bit of metal, tapping it harder than necessary. Thin, wispy letters of light flickered into existence, hovering at eye level.

'Daidora requests audience. Please, come to the Grand Meeting Hall as soon as possible. Thank you.

Li grimaced. Without an explanation, she turned on her heel, showered hastily and donned her proper robes. She took more care with her appearance this time, certain that there would be an audience. As much as she could, she smoothed the glossy, electric blue feathers on her wings and cleaned the cut she'd earned on the corner of her eye. She would have to wait to bandage it until after the meeting... hopefully no one would think too much of it. All she needed was for Darkspine's assassin-- oops, she meant acident-- to think she was as easy of a target.

A hovercar had been sent to pick her up. Li spent the ride in silence. Diadora was the new big name, most likely to take over as the new fourh elder. She took a deep breath before going in, sure to be in control of herself. The last time she had gone into a large meeting uncentered, a fight had broken out. It was important that she kept her emotions to herself.

She did not spare a glance for the others crowded into the room. Honestly, all she cared about was the fact that no one had dared touch her spot and her special chair (the back was much thinner than usual so that she could lean back and not crush her wings) was unoccupied. She sat, crossing her ankles, next to Taluna and inclined her head again.

"Who's idea was it to move up the damn meeting?"

Chulance · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Chulance** on Sun Nov 30, 2008 12:33 pm

Derunto sighed obviosuly the man did not want to talk but he was dieing of boredome he had to find some aliens.He left the mosque to find somone else to annoy and maybe find out who he is.He sighed and began walking tired and bored he had nothing to do. He had absouletly nothing at all to do.He decided he could explore maybe find some aliens or some danger or something.He was known to get in danger

imogen_22 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **imogen_22** on Sun Nov 30, 2008 1:54 pm

Taluna's gaze swept the crowd. Most of them seemed at ill ease, shifting nervously in their seats as they eyed Daidora. Such cowards. This was a creature of unimaginable power, yet all they could think about was how unnattractive it was in it's natural form. Her tail twitched with faint annoyance.
The rustle of wings alerted her of company. She turned her head, and offered a smile to Li, perhaps one that wasn't as fake as usual. To be blunt, Li was quite amusing, so rash and young, and Taluna liked to indulge her.
She shrugged, re-adjusting her position. "Let us not be angry, though, yes? This is an important audience, and it would be such a terrible shame if we were to upset everyone." her eyes glittered. Taluna knew that Li knew her well enough to know that she wasn't always as compassionate and gentle as she seemed.

Valekor · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Valekor** on Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:56 pm

Nal'et didn't turn around or reply to Stealth, there was no need. Stealth had left as swiftly as she had arrived, and it was all the better. 'Dislike your kind..' Nal'et thought after Stealth had left, 'It would imply I cared about your kind in the first place..'

Walking over to a large meeting table in his office, he entered a short message using a keypad on top of the table and sent it directly to Hunter Killer, highly encrypted and sent through a secured channel. At that same time, his holographic project blinked back to live and displayed the same message Li had received.

He raised an eyebrow first, he had estimated the candidate to arrive later. No matter, this could not wait, his latest reports from the Insiders told him it was a shape shifter of some kind. Nal'et shut everything off, the windows turned black again and the holographic projector blinked off. The only light that was in the room emanated from the two silver coloured magic portals. 'Wait here', Nal'et instructed, to who was unknown, and those that had received their orders did not reply or move.

Nal'et pushed his hood back, his long blond hair fell down his chest like two golden banners. He took a deep breath in, and then breathed out, calming himself down internally, banning all his own emotions, mentally shifting back to the persona of 'kind and gentle' Nal'et.
Once prepared, he closed one of the two magic portals then stepped through the other, arriving at the meeting room a few meters behind Luna.

As he headed over to his colleagues, he overheard Li's usual, rather blunt, queries and Luna's usual calm awnsers.
"Who's idea was it to move up the damn meeting?"
"Let us not be angry, though, yes? This is an important audience, and it would be such a terrible shame if we were to upset everyone."

Stopping next to Luna, he spoke "Good day, Head Elder." an honest smile was shown as he gave a semi-bow, one fit for her position, yet not over emphasizing it, as expected from a well trained diplomat. "Good to see you Li" he said, while looking at her, she smile remaining on his face. Noticing the small wound, both his eyebrows raised.
"You're hurt.." he said, moving over to Li, one of his hands moved up and towards the cut near her eye, but he stopped a inch before her face. "Would you like me to heal it?" He asked, as he looked at her, his eyebrows still raised, his voiced showed concern, yet his ice blue eyes still gave off the impression he expected nothing more then obedience.

Nal'et had yet to look at the one requesting an audience, he had seemed oblivious to the guest and the onlookers.

Hunter_Killer · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Hunter_Killer** on Sun Nov 30, 2008 7:18 pm

((Imogen I feel I need to remind you that the Dol'Ngorn have no brains, while the Dol'Ngrul are fully sentient creatures.))

Hunter Killer looked at the flashing blue light on his desk. "There is to be an Elder meeting today... Send a call to all the Dol'Ngrul that their services are needed." He half-spoke to Stealth and Slasher, half-ordered through his VOX to the Dol'Ngrul officers division. The Dol'Ngrul legft at once and entered through there respective entrences that pocketed the building. The main Dol'Ngrul sat just inside the boundry, so they could leave at once if anything was required of them.

Stealth and Slasher paced forwards and seated themselves, one at each end of the Elder's table. As usual they could feel the side-ways glaces of the Elders on them, yet no one questioned their presence, since what ever elder was chosen had to be informed to military personel anyways. Stealth was seated closer to Li and Taluna's side while Slasher sat closer to Nal'et this time. Their dark red slits-for-eyes behind their mutated faceplates scanned the candidate thuroughly, taking in every detail of its form. So this was a doppelganger looked like when it didn't hide behind its cloak of false images.... Hunter Killer would love to get that piece of information quickly.

Their super-sensitive ears picked up evey word, letter, pernunciation and accent on the thing's voice. For they both could sense that its gender was not of one permanent form. They listened intently, just like every other Dol'Ngrul in the room, at what the doppelganger had to say.

Anima · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Anima** on Sun Nov 30, 2008 7:37 pm

"Hey, Nal'et. I'm not hurt persay. I may have gotten a little cocky and got popped one for my trouble." She pursed her lips thoughtfully. "I'd appreciate it, but how about once the audience has dispersed, you know?"

She took a moment to look over Daidora, mostly likely the next to be one of them. She'd heard gossip that a doppleganger's true form was terrifying to behold and it would consume your soul if you [insert stupidity here]. It was with this in mind that Li gazed boldly at it (though "it" seemed disrespectful... she would have to find out what it referred to itself as). She was not necessarily impressed. It was a something, just like everything else in Enigma.

'Hmm,' she thought, 'Perhaps a nice theme for a song...' The urge to sing was starting to bother her.

imogen_22 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **imogen_22** on Sun Nov 30, 2008 7:44 pm

Taluna blinked, giving a nod of acknowledgement to her fellow elder. "Always a pleasure, Nal'et." she said warmly, tawny eyes betraying nothing. In truth, she didn't quite trust Nal'et. She couldn't always be sure that his actions were in the Hierachy's best interest, and he seemed...unreliable. Always keeping an eye on him, she did.
The wolf shifted in the very slightest as Stealth and Slasher came to take there posts at the sides of the table. Hunter Killer, always sending his minions to protect them. More like stalk. she thought bitterly, glancing at them in distaste.
"Ah, welcome Stealth." she said in a voice that hinted nothing of her real thoughts.

Hunter_Killer · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Hunter_Killer** on Sun Nov 30, 2008 7:56 pm

"Be at peace Elder, when times of ill will and hatred towards the Elders is forgotten and no accidents occur to you, we will no longer be needed. How fares your day? It must be at least more exciting then our slow and ponderous delivery tasks... Have you considered using my services as a guad thuroughly yet?" Stealth kept the small conversation without taking her eyes off the one in question.

In truth, she enjoyed being around Taluna more than any other Elder, especially Nal'et. Hunter Killer told her if she accepted Stealth's offer as a guard and personal message carrier, she would be allowed to stay with the Head Elder rather than him. How she longed to be away from the vile Dal'Ngoth and the stink of his kind, or the slimy beast known as Nal'et. Though she knew all Elders had some disliking to her kind, but it was of her apperence and their rough history paired with the Dal'Ngoth. Yet she still wished to be free from some resentment. Since a female Dol'Ngrul was rare in her kind.... infact, she was the only one known on this planet.

She stopped he wandering thoughts and focused back on the one in question, while waiting for Taluna's answer.

imogen_22 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **imogen_22** on Sun Nov 30, 2008 9:05 pm

Taluna blinked calmly as Stealth struck up a conversation with her, the smallest twitch of her tail being the only thing to betray her distaste. "Well, I'm sure there shall always be a place for your kind in the North End anyway, considering your loyal service throughout the years." she smiled in convincing promise. "Oh, I doubt that. Sitting in my chambers all day can be quite a drag."
Her lips pursed slightly as Stealth pressed on to ask about being a personal guard and messenger...again. Between her and Hunter Killer, it had been nonstop casual hints and suggestions for the past few weeks. Honestly, it wasn't as if she were helpless. And in all honesty, Taluna wasn't sure she would enjoy being in Stealth's company for concentrated amounts of time.
"Oh, I've been considering..." she hedged, eyes thoughtful. "You're very useful and skilled, you know." she blinked in praise, smiling.
Ever so casually, Taluna shifted again, so that her paw brushed Stealth's arm. She smiled apologetically, but that touch was all she needed. The creature's thoughts came rushing towards her. She hid a smile. So young and rash, it was almost amusing. Enjoyed her company, did she? Why, I'm flattered. she thought, sarcasm cloaking her thoughts.
However, what struck her most was what Stealth thought of Nal'et. So she agrees with me. Well, perhaps she's not entirely useless. Taluna mused. At the least, she has a fair worldview.

Hunter_Killer · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Hunter_Killer** on Sun Nov 30, 2008 9:37 pm

Stealth wasn't stupid. She knew about Taluna's ability to read minds since the day she reported that bit of information back to Hunter Killer. In that one instant chance of escape, she showed the Elder her exposed, raw feeling. In hopes that she could, at last, escape the watching eye of Hunter Killer. She kept hidden Slasher's want to be Li's guard as well, that was his business and not anyone else's. She felt the mind to a quick sweep of her thoughts then pull away.

She decided to play the innocent, unknowing victim. "I hope you would consider soon, being with Hunter Killer is even more dreary than being able to be beside someone while they work." She gave a quick glance in he Elder's direction and caught a look on her face that suggested her own thoughts combing through what she had seen in her mind. "Is something on your mind Taluna?" Hinting that she could read the Elder's expression easily.

Slasher sighed and looked sadly over at Li, since his position, unfortunatly kept her from his view and out of private speaking distence. He noticed a hman slip into the chambers and he leand forwards and growled to Stealth, but he saw she was in a small conversation with the Head Elder.

He gave a small bark and stood up. taversing the sides of the court with ease until his largeface was practically against the human's. "What purpose does a lowly human such as yourself have that disgraces the Elder's with your presence? He growled theatinly all the while as his massive form overshadowed the pitiful being that was smaller than he was. He waited for a responc or, at the very least, for the human to pass out. Then he would be able to drag its disgusting form from the presence of the Elders and leave everything the way it was, and should be, within the Elders' chamber.

jack shade · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **jack shade** on Mon Dec 01, 2008 12:24 am

((I misread...my bad...changes made...sorry for the confusion))

Daidora remained in his meditational position, barely moving his bulbous head to peer at the elders as they gathered in the dark chamber. Taluna was the first, perhaps the one who would be easiest to sway toward his position. She was reputed to be the wisest of the elders and less swayed by petty emotions or innate senses of lofty superiority. Not that Daidora had a doubt in her mind that she would fail in gaining the position…but it paid to know who one was dealing with no matter the circumstance. Although as the head elder took her seat, Daidora could not help but note something missed before in evaluation…the spark of ambition smoldered in her eyes…perhaps she would be easy to sway…but caution would be stressed when dealing with her. Li was the next elder to arrive. The doppelganger could feel the annoyance rising off her like the swirling mists rose of the ocean every sunrise. This one was rash, but honest. She made no effort to hide her character but brazenly sported it as if her identity were a suit of shining armor. Dairdora liked such confidence…it made the personality rich, as though seasoned beyond the flavor of the normal paradigm exhibited in people these days. How long had it been since he’d taken the guise of such a brash entity? Too long assuredly…perhaps her next disguise would incorporate more of this favorable trait.

Nal’et was next…and this one Daidora watched with a sharper sense of suspicion. The military man of the elders was an enigma…though most did not realize it. He carried himself with a sort of inner confidence that belied his outward emotional responses and speech patterns. The elf was good at hiding his true face, but doppelgangers lived to analyze the mysteries behind every creature, no matter the species. He might be able to fool the world…but you could not deceive the grand deceiver.

Of course the elf made no notice of him…in reality it was a political move of importance. The crowd and Daidora held no importance to someone of the power level he possessed. By not casting notice upon his audience, he silently demeaned their importance. Perhaps the move would dishearten many, but Daidora knew Nal’et was paying him more attention than anyone in the room. Stealth and Slasher...they would most certainly be using recording ever twitch and syllable in relation to Daidora. The report, of course, would be delivered to Nal'et...or some other unsavory party.

The shapeshifter would have to be careful around those two.

As the elders conversed among the guards and themselves, Daidora watched in calculated silence. After a few moments of watching Slasher snarl at the human, the doppelganger decided he had waited long enough.

Standing with a sort of eerie grace for such a gangly looking creature, Daidora bowed to each elder in turn. When he straightened after bowing to Nal’et, a narrow face with golden eyes gazed to the assembly. Notably a man, Daidora pushed back curly black locks and smiled amiably. His skin was now of a darker color and both ears curled back delicately in the same point characteristic of an elf.

Apart from shrinking to 5’6, she wore the same cloak as before which he kept pulled around the rest of his body.

“Pardon…my interruption honorable elders,” He began in a musical lilt. “I’ve no intention to undermine your idle conversations, but I have waited quite some time for you all to be in attendance. May we begin if your pleasantries are over?”

The crowd stifled an audible gasp…such brazen impudence! Did the foolish beast not know to whom it spoke? The expected behavior was to wait till the elders called upon it to speak…but the doppelganger appeared to have callously disregarded the laws of courtesy, calling the council to session itself.

The attendance watched with wide eyes…each set of eyes focused on the doppelganger. What would the elders do?

Daidora resisted the urge to laugh. The results were as she had expected. Rather than a disinterested mob, he had captured the attention of the collective audience. The human was forgotten in the face of such blatant heresy. No one would leave here with a foggy idea of what transpired…each male and female would have the events today stamped in their mind.

The doppelganger wouldn’t have it any other way.

Hunter_Killer · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Hunter_Killer** on Mon Dec 01, 2008 1:12 am

((I just lver correcting others..... not...... Hunter Killer is not at the meeting and HE is the only one you will not be able to read, since his outward appearence is his inner appearence.

ALSO: Slasher snarled at the human, not Stealth. Stealth is speaking to Taluna in a low voice s you can't hear.))

Slasher couldn't stand this and shifted his gaze from the human to the doppelganger and charged at it full speed. Roaring as he went, stopping only centimeters from its face. " YOU WILL SPEAK WHEN THE ELDERS DECIDE THAT YOU ARE WORTH THEIR TIME AND ONLY THE!" His anger got ahold of him, and the only thing that held him from unhinging its jaws and letting loose his full furry was the fact he was in the presence of the Elders and he had to represent the second face of Hunter Killer.... Not that the Dal'Ngoth wouldn't do the same thing...

He stood their, breathing heavily on the creature before him, his red slits-for-eyes staring down its. He gave no flinch or motion of backing down and held a judgental size that sugested to it that it could sense its feeling and its own awarness to wat he truly was. " Should you talk out of turn again... Protocole does not restrict me to making JUST a warning about how you should behave...."

At this he turned around and took his position beside Nal'et's seat once more. His blood still boiled and he leaned down and focused on his thick claws and massive tail as they cut small grooves into hardened floor of the council chamber. His look just begged for that creature to step out of line one more time, since he was still hungrey after that meager ammount of rioters tried to quench his hunger for flesh and thist for blood.

Stelath leaned out and glanced at Slasher and gave the Dol'Ngrul version of a sigh and focused back on Taluna. She spoke low so only they heard, " That temper may be justified, but he's going to kill something if further insults are made to your presence.... lets not have it be another candidate for the Elders... since we keep seeming to lose them before these interviews." Once again Stealth let her reason judge her actions.... something only females could do.

Wizard_and_Glass · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Wizard_and_Glass** on Mon Dec 01, 2008 9:48 am

Muscles burned. Joints ached. Kumodori's exercise was coming to an end, not just because his body begged him to stop after the time he'd been there, but because he also needed to free the door up from the silk strands. He didn't want to leave any clues behind that he could help, yet there was one clue that he couldn't help but leave behind...his scent. His scent was unlike anything a human could produce. True, humans did begin to stink after a workout, yet for an arachno sapien like Kumodori, their sweat did not lead to a foul odor. On the contrary, Kumodori smelled at the moment as fragrant as a freshly cut fruit. He'd never found out why, though he'd never heard anyone complain about the scent. He had on occasion been complimented for the pleasing smell that wafted from him after getting all worked up.

As his arms flexed and moved to rub at the aches on his frame, his entire back glistened in the dim light, covered from head to waist in sweat, for his pants and the sash about his waist absorbed any moisture from there down. His head turns, rolling his neck and hearing the crack as he let a groan of satisfaction slip through his parted lips. His upper set of arms burned the most, for those had been the arms to be used the most. He had been there for who knew how long, turning to see that evening had drawn nigh as he had worked. His knuckles bled in places, though he paid no mind to it, merely wiping them upon his pants before leaning down to retrieve his shirt, his back giving a few pops after a moment of protest.

Straightening once more with his shirt in hand, the young assassin pulls it over his head, sliding each appendage into its hole so that he could smooth it down over his taut belly. He didn't have the abs some did, but he didn't have any flab, either...his stomach was hard as stone if he wished it to be. The cloth sticks to his soaked belly, which was quite annoying, but not something that was uncomfortable. He slowly tucks the shirt down into his pants, having to loosen the sash to do so. Once tucked in, he cinches the black sash tight once more, his eyes closing as he brushes a hand up over his hair, grabbing at the base of his ponytail for just a moment to ensure that it was still tied tightly with the strands of silk. Once satisfied, he once more bends, retrieving his cloak from the floor of the gym, the sweet scent trailing him as he turns towards the door he had blocked off.

As he trots into the lobby once more, he turns his head to regard his silk strands, moving towards them with the cloak over his shoulder for the moment. He would use all six arms to save time, grabbing hold to each glob of black silk with one hand, channeling the chakra left dormant inside them from his body back into him. The hardened substance easily gives its hold, the black globs starting to unravel into many small strands of black silk, the flexible and long white strand of silk falling before one of his hands scoops it up. To keep the strands from becoming tangled, he reaches into a pocket, drawing out small spools onto which he begins to roll the silk. The black strands would make for useful and nearly unbreakable sewing threads, the boy thinking he could reuse the white strand as a bowstring, if he needed to.

Tucking the spools away once more, the boy raises his cloak over his head, pulling it down over him and hiding his extra appendages once more, tucking them close to his body before slipping out into the evening air once more. His crimson eyes rove over the people milling about, a few occasionally turning to regard the boy with smoke-colored hair and a sweet scent wafting from him. He was rather small, he knew, but he had no doubt that even all of these people would be no trouble were they to turn on him for whatever reason. His kunai and shuriken rested all along the inside of his sash, though he wouldn't even need those if things were to go south. His hands themselves would do. His fingers flex and crack, turning himself towards the slums. He could go home later. For now, he was on the prowl for a little fun. If nothing else, he could scare the living daylights out of a few poor humans who had likely never seen an arachno sapien fully transformed, for his kind were rare. Some of his kind were never even born like him...it was a blessing to receive all of one's limbs. Some who could pass as humans would be revealed as arachno sapiens if one were to take their blood and check the DNA.

He shakes the thoughts from his head, passing by a group of people who turn their heads to regard him after he had passed, for the sweet aroma wafting from him would seem more fit on a female. It was an odd thing, likely a type of lure mechanism for curious prey. He had never considered that as a reason for his scent, yet it was a plausible idea, for curious and hungry humans would follow their nose to the scent of what could likely be fresh fruit. His steps stray closer to the buildings, then further away after a moment, weaving a path through people and obstacles in the East End. He had again changed plans, no longer heading towards the slums, but towards this...arena he had heard others muttering to themselves about. Even if he could not gain entry, he could loiter about for a time, see what fun he could pick from the dregs who found themselves in that place. Maybe if he could get entry into a match one day, he would show himself for what he was...it could be interesting, he mused.

imogen_22 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **imogen_22** on Mon Dec 01, 2008 12:43 pm

Taluna was about to reply breezily to Stealth, when the doppelganger spoke up. Her eyes widened in shock, but the expression was quickly replaced with one of amusement. Well, here's someone who knows what he wants. she mused, smirking.
She flicked an ear in faint annoyance as Slasher, the short tempered creature he was, charged at Daidora. "Peace, Slasher." she said in a soothing voice as he threatened the doppelganger. "Although I would've preferred it if he had waited," she eyed Daidora meaningfully, "I also know someone who knows what he wants when I see one." her tail flicked dismissively towards Slasher.
"Now then. Daidora, you are free to begin."

Hunter_Killer · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Hunter_Killer** on Mon Dec 01, 2008 6:09 pm

Slasher dropped his head by a nanometer before raising it 2 1/2 centimeters to hide his shame. He studied the doppelganger carefully, for bot he and Stealth knew that it would most likely get a position with the Elders, and if it did.... He would ber VERY happy to be with Li and as far awat from it as possible.... or mabey another report of an Elder's death would reach the news.

(For the record PM me if you wish to attempt to mimic one of my Dol'Ngrul, Dol'Ngorn, and Dal'Ngoth, because there will be certain things you won't be able to mimic.)

Anima · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Anima** on Mon Dec 01, 2008 6:21 pm

Li blinked and had the rare urge to stare. She hadn't been interrupted in about two hundred years, no matter how inconsequential her words. Diadora had some nerve. But as the shock faded, it was replaced by approval. Not only did it take nerve, it took courage, especially in the face of fanatics like Slasher. Courage was something she liked. And, of course, the first step toward ending was begining.

She sampled the atmosphere appreciatively, enjoying the stir of emotion that had been set in the air. 'That's a nice way to start the meeting.'

Hunter_Killer · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Hunter_Killer** on Mon Dec 01, 2008 6:38 pm

Slasher glanced at Li, her reaction to this Daidora was as he expected. Only a fool would interupt one such as her. Though his kind recieved little of her overwhelming effect he still felt respect towards her. Since a female leader was rare in his race, almost unheard of. And there was something about her, no one else saw but him, a cetain flame, and he wished to be near that flame.

Brovo · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Brovo** on Mon Dec 01, 2008 10:04 pm

Enigma veers away at the last moment, choosing not to land on this strange Man's Shoulder. Why take the risk of being killed by a man he knew nothing about? Flying through a small hole in the Roof of the obviously damaged and abandoned Mosque, Enigma starts to fly very high above the City in an attempt to find some Human Forces. If he could "lend" his Services, perhaps he could make the City of Enigma descend into Chaos by toying with primitive Human Emotions.. Maybe not. Then again, worst comes to worst, Enigma goes back to Assassin work and waits for that one grand Contract to destroy a head Official.. Yesss.. That would be deliciously Chaotic..

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Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

Re: Enigma~ [Sci-fi/Fantasy] ((IC))

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