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Ryota Osaka

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a character in “Error”, as played by Leej10100

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❝If I were you, I would cover my ears.❞

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❝Can you see sound?❞





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∞ Full name ∞ "I'm not a Saiga..."
Ryota Osaka Saiga

∞ Nickname ∞ "Simple, right!"
Rio

∞ Alias ∞ "Get it? Band-Aid...Aid."
Aid

∞ Race ∞ "No matter what, I refuse to be a Core."
Hiatus

∞ Age ∞ "Big One Nine."
19

∞ Gender ∞ "Sorry, I'm a dude."
Male

∞ Sexuality ∞ "I don't judge."
Pansexual

∞ Role ∞ "I'm not that important."
Leader of Sonic Boom

∞ Group ∞ "They're the bomb! Literally, they keep making things explode."
Sonic Boom

∞ Item ∞ "You could say they are a part of me."
Three Band-Aids.

∞ Occupation ∞ "Yes, I do other things."
Runs a electronic store called Hamano in the East District.

∞ Face Claim ∞
Nice | Hamatora




❝I know I'm good looking, but starin' ain't getting you anywhere.❞





Image∞ Side ∞ "I want out."
Despite Ryota being labeled as a traitor by the other Leaders, he still wishes to bring down Minimum.

∞ Hair color ∞ "My Mom said it's the same color as my Father."
Auburn

∞ Eye color ∞ "The color of the sky."
Sky Blue

∞ Birthmarks/Scars/Tattoos/Piercings ∞ "Wanna see?"
Ryota has bandages on his cheeks and across the bridge of his nose that cover up some unknown scars; though no one knows what they look like since he refuses to take them off. His Hitaus number is XIV, and can be found on his back.

∞ Physical Description ∞ "I look lovely."
Ryota appears to have disheveled auburn hair and is of average build. He has sky blue eyes and bandages on his cheeks and across the bridge of his nose. His common attire consists of a pair of headphones around his neck, a blue shirt with a jacket vest, black pants with a white belt, a watch, and a mismatch of red/green shoes.




❝So...what do you want to know?❞





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∞ Habits/Quirks ∞
✦ Sticks his hands in his jacket pockets
✦ Scratches his cheek bandages when thinking or embarrassed
✦ Giving half truthes


∞ Likes ∞
♥ Sonic Boom | His Mother
♥ Music | Sound
♥ Freedom | The Beach


∞ Dislikes ∞
✖ Minimum | His "Father"
✖ Core | Mitsuki
✖ Himself | His Past


∞ Talents ∞
✔ Melee Combatant
✔ Outstanding Agility & Flexibility
✔ Intelligence
✔ Animal-like Speed & Stealth
✔ Enhanced Senses


∞ Hobbies ∞
✔ Listening to Music
✔ Swimming
✔ Gambling | Fighting
✔ Visiting his Mother


∞ Fears ∞
✘ People finding out who he really is
✘ Mitsuki
✘ Losing his Mother...again


∞ Flaws ∞
✘ Distances himself from others
✘ Never tells the whole truth
✘ Hides his true personality behind a goofy smile
✘ Prone to getting hurt | Violent | Gambles a lot


∞ Secrets ∞
⌛ He is Mitsuki's younger Brother and the Son of Asato Saiga.
⌛ Betrayed the Leader of Wonderland, when they were younger, also has a crush on her.
⌛ He is the reason his brother created Core.





❝You shouldn't get to close to me...I can't promise that I'm the most trustworthy person.❞





[img]Picture[/img]∞ Weapon ∞ "I know what your thinking. What a lame weapon, right."
A Skateboard

∞ Error ∞ "TBA"
Answer Here {When a Hiatus joins a group, they develop an Error. The rules for Errors are that they must match up with the theme of your Group. Two, only Leaders can have two errors, everyone else must have one. Three, Leaders one error must be minor. Four, have weaknesses. Five, remember that you can't use the full extent of your abilities with your item.}

∞ Personality ∞ "Is this enough?"
Ryo is a complicated person. He's had his past woes, then again so has most everyone on his team, but his have left deep gaping wounds that haven't healed. His apathy is a defense against caring too much, only to lose it. His desire to entertain and please is an apology for all the times he failed to do so in his past. His lack of anything substantial anything in the past has left him to never ask or desire for much, whether that be in materials, relationships, or life. Never expect too much and you'll never be disappointed. His past plagues his thoughts, and to this day he has only ever desired for the destruction of Minimum.

Despite the fact he does't appear to be, Ryo is a deep thinking and introspective person, and can be most often seen sitting somewhere and pondering to the distance, pondering any number of things with extreme focus. Or maybe he's asleep, contorted in that weird position on the windowsill, you really can't tell. He's likely to be either. And let's be honest here, a window isn't the oddest place you've found him sleeping, he seems to think everywhere is his napping grounds. This man really, he seems to have no shame. Things are the way they are and he isn't too bothered about it. His calm and laid back demeanor leave something a bit unpredictable in the air though, because you can't shake that grin he always seems to wear. Like he knows something. And he probably does too, he's highly observant, but tries to play it off.

Ryota isn't an open book. In fact he probably is the most dishonest person you would ever meet, because he harbor's a lot of secrets. Arguing with him is a mountain of a task needless to say. It's a good thing he's extremely reasonable. He wants no quarrel with you, unless you insist. Than Ryota becomes a violent maniac ready to tear you limb from limb, so you could say he gets into fights often. Still he merely wants to know you so as best to please you most of the time. He'll play a role almost, shifting himself to better suit your personality. For this reason he is extremely likable and easy to get along with. There isn't much he cares about and his desires are simple, so there isn't much to anger him with. So far Ryo has only ever gotten angry on behalf of other people, especially for his teammates. Ironically enough an angry Ryo is a better listener than a calm Ryo. He becomes hyper focused and awake when he's angry, something he's sure his teammates has used to their advantage sometimes. He treats each member of the team how they like to best be treated, acting as the peace making glue that can bring them together when they need to be a team. Though Ryota is a person you don't know to trust or not, there is no mistake that he his a good leader. He can be reliable and steadfast for his team, acting as the teams support and reigning in any loose ends.

Ryo walks with a leisurely swagger and talks however his mood strikes, sometimes this means bluntness and a grunt and sometimes this means straight up poetry and riddles. He's always ready for a discussion in philosophy and can offer his two cents and those of various philosophers at any point no matter the mood or just a simple conversation about the weather. He eats the most out of everyone and doesn't necessarily eat healthily either. He can be seen with a book in hand usually, even if he's not reading it, and more often than not he'll act however he thinks will make you smile or laugh. Ryota can be very wise and touching when he wants to be, but also at other times distant and deceiving. Perhaps the word eccentric would due him more justice. As calm and laid back as Ryota is when he is researching something or is around others or has an idea he can get high energy and restless, not stopping until he reaches a conclusion. It's most erratic behavior. But hey, that's Ryota.





❝What a rotten history I have...❞





[img]Picture[/img]∞ Romantic Interest ∞ "You don't have to believe me, but even now she is dear to me."
Katerina Renee Ainsley

∞ Most Precious Person ∞ "Character Thought"
To Be Added When Relationships Develop

∞ Family ∞ "I don't...want to talk about it."
Answer Here

∞ History ∞ "This is something I regret and will for my whole life."
Will put down as rp develops


So begins...

Ryota Osaka's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Franki Hunter Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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Time: Four Hours Earlier



The world is made up of chains...

Her eyes fluttered in the darkness, a single candle flame sustaining its meager light throughout the darkened room, the blinds shielded against the rising sun that was already peeking its way through the folded curtains, over the sleeping girl on the large bed. The darkness assured her, comforted her in the silence, for she knew that if she opened those eyes, she would see the same dark chains that trailed in every corner. Cat... But the darkness had its horrors, the memories of the past flooding her mind as her eyes fluttered once again, the only sound that could be heard within the room was the panicked gasps that now wrought the girl's breaths. Come on, Ryo, don't be so dull! The voice of a child rang in her mind, so unfamiliar to her now, but nonetheless it was her voice.

TRAITOR!

Her eyes snapped open, the candle flame dying instantly at the suddenness of her movement, a slight chill remained in the room, still silent. However, she did request for silence, her room shielded against the chaos that she knew was roaming the doors outside. "You're joking..." The sounds were coming to her now, ringing through the closed door as she pulled herself off of the bed she had just taken comfort in a few seconds ago, now tainted with the memories of the nightmare that continued to ensue in her mind. With a frustrated glance, she pulled away the dress that was placed neatly by her bed, quickly changing into the red Victorian-styled dress, the fabric heavy but familiar and comforting.

"Fools!" She exclaimed as she stepped out of the room, two strands of her hair pulled into the usual braid as she made her way down the winding staircase of the tower, the morning sun already streaming through the windows that now lighted the abandoned tower up in a dim, muted light. "Do I have to remind you of the time?" She could hear the faint voices that echoed off of the bare walls, a faint look of annoyance lingered in her eyes as the winding staircase ended at the main room of the tower.

Liam had warned them. He told them that making so much noise while the Mistress was still sleeping was a bad idea. Even worse, to be starting the Tea Party so early, and without the Mistress? It was a dangerous game to play. However, the newer recruits ignored him, and he refused to repeat himself. It was their mistake really. If they should turn to gibbering buffoons, locked in their own heads by fear, then it was no concern of his. In fact, Liam almost hoped it might happen. Not only would it create a stronger sense of discipline within the Wonderland's ranks, but it wouldn't be anywhere near as annoying to have to deal with every morning. After issuing his warning, Liam stood patiently against the wall, on the side of the door with the handle on it. Far too many times had he made the mistake of standing on the opposite side, only to catch the door with his face. Cat always did love to slam the door to her room. At precisely that moment, the obvious divine intervention aside, Cat chose that precise moment to storm out of her room. The wall on the far side cracked from the impact. How terrifying. The new doorknob was directly at groin level. "Of course not Mi'lady. It's not even noon yet. I tried to warn them that you wouldn't be pleased, especially started the Tea Party without you. I suppose they simply couldn't wait any longer." At that moment, Liam couldn't help but smile softly at his Mistress, the Chesire Cat. Never, in his wildest fantasies, would he have imagined the Queen of Hearts to be this physically unimposing. His Mistress was a powerful, terrifying woman, that much was certain. However, there was something to be said about the way she threw tantrums like a little girl. To be entirely fair, she was much younger than him. Liam forced himself to suppress a chuckle. She was even rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. As she addressed, her words cloaked with venom, Liam had to suppress another chuckle, he couldn't stop himself from smiling. It was just her way. Without saying a word, Liam adjusted the guitar case on his back, then drew a pinched line across his mouth, zipping it shut.

Tea Party! Cat had to place her hand on her forehead, the coolness of her hand waking her up from the daze that had ensued after the nightmare. How could she have forgotten? "Don't give me that look." She gave Liam a glare before turning her strides. Despite the glare, it did not hold any distaste, but simply a look of annoyance that usually came with her morning tantrums. Now aimed for the small locked door on the side, Cat's each step was accompanied by the heavy dress swaying at her feet, the train of which dragged along the ground. The room that opened from the small lock in her hand appeared sinister, but its contents were anything but such. With a few moment's hesitation, she placed her hand on the large can before her, handing it to Liam as a small smile lingered on her lips. English Breakfast Tea, perfect for the morning occasion. But then again, she had always been able to choose the perfect tea for all different occasions.

"Kuni!" Her voice bellowed throughout the tower, authoritative and demanding, as if not allowing her second-in-command the chance to answer. "Milk and sugar!" No one could have breakfast tea without the cream and sugar, and she did not even await a response from her second-in-command. Besides, Cat was still having a hard time accepting the fact that she had a second-in-command. Handing the box to Liam, she gave him a small smirk as she turned around, placing full trust in the man to boil the tea to the right temperature and intensity. "Let the Tea Party begin!" Her voice was accompanied by her own laughter as the room exploded into chaos.




Time: One Hour Earlier



This is madness.

A faint smirk rose on the corner of her lips as the thought flashed across her mind, the large room filled with the different members of Wonderland, all dressed up in her favorite Victorian-styled outfits. Cat sat with her knees crossed, her chair centered at the far end of the long table, now decorated with a pure white tablecloth. This event was not at all unfamiliar to Wonderland, and truly, it was a mad event.

Liam stood at his Mistress's side. He was at her right hand, back a pace or two, and deathly silent. Though he sipped his tea thoughtfully, as the Cat had managed to pick a most delightful blend of the English breakfast variety, Liam remained, for the most part, silent. His function, while not acting on Cat's direct orders, was to observe and protect. More loyal than a German Shepherd and three times as vicious. As the revelry descended into it's usual madness, Liam made occasional glances at the clock and the sun in the sky. It was high noon, almost three o'clock. It was nearly time. As the clock struck two thirty, Liam took a single step forward, and leaned over, placing his head over Cat's shoulder. He was still a good distance away, so as not to earn a slap from his mistress, but close enough that their conversation would remain private. "Mi'lady, it is now half past three o'clock, precisely. You should be going now, or else you will be late for the arranged meeting at the Truce Zone." Liam said simply, just low enough that she would be the only one to hear him. Once he had finished, Liam took a step back, at his usual spot behind his mistress. When she directed her attention back to him, Liam merely nodded, silent, stoic, and compliant. It only mad sense. The Savage Nymph would have followed the Chesire Cat's bobbing tail until it no longer possessed the strength to fly. Even then, it would have walked, crawled, and dragged itself across the ground to ensure her safety. Liam wouldn't be losing anyone else. Today, or ever for that matter.

Truce Zone? A hint of confusion flashed across her eyes before realization dawned. It wasn't surprising that her eyes immediately blazed with anger at the sudden reminder of the event that was doomed to take place for the day. Liam was smart to take a step back, for her arm immediately flew up, missing his head by inches as she pulled herself up from the chair, the sudden motion silenced the room, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of her angered breathing. It took Cat a few seconds--or was it minutes-- before she calmed her breathing, but her eyes nonetheless still retained that cold glare she had dropped ever since the Tea Party started. They're mad for daring to ask me to go. They should probably know by now exactly what will occur at the Truce Zone. Hell, they would be lucky to get the talking started with Cat there, for she was going to flood his mind with his greatest nightmares and make that traitor bow down on his knees in front of her.

"Kuni!" The silence lingered in the room as Cat remained motionless for a few seconds, her hands scrunching up the table clothes with frustration and annoyance that she did not bother to hide. "Liam." Her eyes flickered toward the loyal member, the anger in her eyes still blazed despite the cheery atmosphere the room was soaked in but a second ago. "You're with me. Let's go." Typical Cat, her voice not even allowing a hint of question to her demand. It came as no surprise that she demanded for Liam's presence, besides, his loyalty and his past all combined to qualify as her personal guard. Whatever that might take place in the Truce Zone, she had full trust that he would no doubt remain loyal to her. Whatever the leaders were planning, they would do best to prepare for her rage.



Time: Present Times



Why won't you all just leave me in peace...

She hated crowds, and this was one of the reasons she had sat at the far end of the table during the Tea Party, a spot reserved simply for her. Within crowds, the chains dominated over the people, each filling with the screams and nightmares of the individual involved. And it was to her dismay that she understands each leader will be bringing forward their second-in-command and a fellow member. For safety measures. A faint arrogant smirk lingered on her lips as her strides stopped. As if anyone can stop me. Her fingers tingled as she watched the dark chains that laid across the ground. One grasp, and whoever it was linked to would experience their worst nightmare. One grasp, and she could bring even the strongest of all warriors to their knees. But now's not the time. Her eyes flickered upwards at the members that followed her. She had barely even remembered Kuni's existence, his quietness not doing much against Cat's easily distracted mind. However, she could hear the sound of Liam's footsteps, weighted down by his over-sized weapon, at least... It was definitely over-sized to Cat, and slightly on the heavier side. Careful now, Liam. Her thought held a hint of distaste as she did not turn her gaze to look at him, but nonetheless the silent warning should have been implicit. While she fully trusted in his abilities, the members that are gathered here today can crush them easily if they put their mind to it. And honestly, Cat was not about to let that happen. Her proud gaze looking with a condescending attitude and her body fixed with a relaxed posture that somehow paradoxically showed hints of tension.

Liam walked silently behind his Mistress. Every so often he reached up to adjust his guitar case, so it would sit more comfortably upon his back. However, Liam was no fool. Inside the unassuming case was Lunatic, his weapon of choice, as well as the item granted to him as a Hiatus. Lunatic was a massive, over-sized claymore, but that meant nothing to Liam's brute strength. When he swung Lunatic, bones crunched and walls crumpled. He adjusted the zipper at the top of the bag as he walked. The resulting opening was just wide enough to stuff his fist into at a moment's notice, should things go poorly. Hopefully they wouldn't. However, if anyone would make that happen, it was, most likely, going to be Cat. Her hatred of Ryota was well-known by every single hiatus in all of Minimum. She opposed him at every turn, defied him, fought him, and hated him with every fiber of her being. Such a violent action would, most likely, come from Cat first, followed by Liam second, in defense of his mistress. Her eyes caught his as they gazed at the small group's destination. She was nervous, but simultaneously confident beyond all belief. She defied anyone to lie to her, to tell her no, to look at her wrong. It was times like this that Liam remembered why he and... he and his partner, had chosen Cat. She was, in a word, fearless. She was proud, she was regal, and she was terrifying. Liam nodded as she caught his eyes. No other words were necessary. They both knew exactly what was going on. Liam sighed to himself, and at the same time as his Mistress, looked to the entrance of the Truce Zone. Thinking quietly to himself, Liam smiled. "Let the madness begin..."

With Liam's voice, a faint smile rose on her lips accompanied by a chuckle that eased the tension slightly, something perhaps only Liam was able to achieve in such a situation. "You are all invited to my ultimate Tea Party." The mischievous look flashed in her eyes. "Commence the Mad Tea Party." And with that, that signature Cheshire Cat grin flashed across her expression, a look that suggested the commencement of another one of Cat's games.

Shall we begin?

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Franki Hunter Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Lucy Donner Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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Time: Four Hours Earlier



“You are not my master. His voice resounded within Edwin’s head, sending shivers down Edwin’s spin. I am. Edwin looked up to stare at the room that he lived in, the bare white walls bathed with blue from the blazing lights from his phone. He sighed, sitting down on the bed that lay in the center of the room, away from the four walls that surrounded it. I am the controller of my error- I am- Edwin rocked back and forth, worry in his eyes as he kept his eyes fixed on his hands crossed on his legs. Don’t worry, don’t worry- Edwin clutched his head with his hands, covering his ears with his fingers as if to block out noises and sounds though there was none besides his low-toned muttering and the whirring from his phone. He was alone- but he was once again winning this small struggle. “I will never submit to one as weak as you!” The blue light disappeared, the phone closing as Edwin’s mind was once again left to himself. Shakily he stood up and out of his room, towards the bathroom that was across the hallway, though it looked as if it were light-years away.

His hand slapped hard against the light switch causing the dim fluorescent light to flicker on in the bathroom. It was tiny and cramped, far different from the houses of almost the entire population within Minimum. They lived in wide houses, built tall into the sky based on developing ‘current’ technology. But the Errors don’t; they have no place in the enforced closure of Minimum- Edwin was no better. Conceal. Don’t feel. Don’t let it show. He shook his head and then turned on the rusting faucet, watching the water spurt from the tap before slowing down to a small trickle down the drain. Staring at the water, Edwin lost himself in his thoughts as his phone started beeping again- but this time no blue light shone from the old blue-colored phone. Edwin looked down at his pocket with weary eyes, the bags under his electric blue eyes ever more apparent under the dim light of the bathroom. But at least it wasn’t his phone- At least it isn’t him.

Pulling his phone out from his pocket, Edwin cancelled the alarm clock to see the notification he had set the day before. Error Gangs Meeting- The time for the meeting was blocked, but Edwin was too lazy to scroll down. He already knew the time anyways, as he had been one of the negotiators that had been there to plan the meeting. Where is Nia and Ryota. Closing the faucet that he had opened for nothing, Edwin stepped out of the bathroom, forgetting to close the lights as he rushed down the corridor on his floor and down the rickety stairs that led to the lower levels. “Nia.” Edwin knocked sharply on the only door on the floor beneath his, but before he could hear a reply, Edwin slowly bounded down the second flight of stairs heading down, his footsteps light and soft. Repeating what he did for the next two floors below Nia's- "Madoka. Lucy-Anne"- Edwin finally came to a stop on the first floor of the narrow apartment, his feet causing the old floorboards to creak slightly as he stepped down from the worn down stairs. His blue eyes flickered left and right as he took in the mess of the first floor- he had not come down since two days ago- and sighed. Who’s turn was it to clean again?

His phone flashed a blue gleam as the voice resounded in his head again. “Fool. As if those humans would-“ Edwin shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut to block out the voice as soon as it barged into his mind. His eyes shone a bright blue as he felt the force grappling against his mind- but they immediately dulled down the moment the force gave up, receding once more to the back of Edwin’s mind. Edwin sighed again, his shoulders slumping slightly as he allowed his hair to fall in front of his face. He was tired; the struggle had gone on for so long. But once again, Edwin forced himself to move and ignore him. Walking up to another door, Edwin rapped twice on the solid wooden frame and coughed before calling out quietly, “Ryota?” Edwin stood in front of the door, waiting for a response, as his eyes flickered to and from the door and the stairs, waiting for his two companions to the meeting to show up some time soon.



Time: Present Time



Edwin stood behind Ryota, just as all the other second-in-commands stood behind their leaders. His eyes surveyed the others present as a deadly silence filled between the different leaders that now assembled in the area. His back slouched, Edwin looked extremely calm and relaxed, but his hand lay on his buzzing phone, a sign that he was ready to enter the grid any moment upon Ryota’s command. But Edwin was sure that he wouldn’t need to- even Katerina wouldn’t kick up something dangerous, or so Edwin thought. Slowly, he watched the other gangs start to assemble at the meeting area, each seemingly wary of the other groups of three there.

Edwin made sure to keep an eye on Katerina, as he knew that Ryota and Katernia rarely ever met one another without a fight. The main reason why he now refrained from playing around with his phone was because of the Leader of the Wonderland Gang, her moods unpredictable and her mind in the air, Edwin felt as if he needed to make sure to keep Ryota and Katerina away from one another.

“Commence the Mad Tea Party.” Katerina said, her trademark smirk appearing on her face. Edwin shook his head as he unleashed his Error, in case Katerina had any plans in mind. I summon thee. The words surfaced and died away in his mind, as his surroundings were suddenly covered by a light blue color. Edwin’s eyes glowed faintly, but faded fast as he took a step out of his body and into the blue grid. A frown appeared on his face as he watched the other Errors present, intent on stopping any fight or conflict that could occur. One of the members of the other groups each also activated their Errors, as always while in the truce area, as the appointed 'guardians' to make sure no serious conflict occurred in the truce area. This was where compromises were made- not fights.

The stands that surrounded the large round table started to fill as the other members of the different gangs within Minimum started to fill within the respective areas that was designated to the different gangs. The Sonic Boom members stood directly behind where Ryota now sat- and where Edwin now stood- on stands elevated higher than the ground. Separating each gang was a bar and isle- nothing more, and the members milled and murmured as the usual tension started to fill the air. Edwin sighed as he started to walk around the table though his body remained where he had stood, right where he had activated his Error. This will be another long 'meeting'...

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Franki Hunter Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Aki Hiko Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Arian Vance Character Portrait: Lucy Donner Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Phin Xehagera Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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Early that day...
Alexandria played with her bright blue hair, picking small strands and forming loops of sorts with her index finger. Soon enough her playful demeanor changed into a distraught state, her hands which had been carelessly playing with her hair now began puling in frustration. She began walking back and forth as she did when she felt anxious and unnerved; it was a good thing that nobody ever came to NORA, other than the gang that is, or else they would have thought something was seriously wrong with her. Alex wasn't to blame though; being an informant had its perks, of course, needless to say it was never easy to know the exact number of casualties of other hiatus under the core's hand... especially because for the moment there was nothing that could be done to stop it. Even though she knew very well that it was useless to dwell upon things that she did not have control over, she could not help to lament on their current situation.

Upon looking at the old clock hanging in the wall, one of the many recent additions to the shop which she had brought from her family's antiques shop, she shook her head encouraging herself to regain composure in case any member of the gang showed up, most of the gang knew only of her calm and self composed demeanor which meant that if they saw her preoccupied she could cause panic. It would be a lie to say that it hadn't taken her minutes for her to go back to her calm self and her morning routine began. Alex had arranged a meeting before their usual time, as usual she'd allow everyone to have as much freedom as possible not minding what everyone did outside the gang or perhaps trusting that they'd behave, still she was always watching out for her gang even when they were unaware of it. The truth was that Alex considered her gang not as a group, organization or anything of the sort, Candy Crush was her family and that much was true.

It did not take a genius to connect the dots and realize that there was something going on and it would obviously result in bloodshed something every inhabitant of Mininum had probably gotten used to by now. Alex began cleaning the shop and as soon as the shop was almost spotless she sat down on one of the leather seats on the round table. Just as she sat down she heard the bell carefully position on top of the entrance door announcing every member's arrival, one by one every member of the gang entered the shop and Alexandria simply nodded and smiled at every single one of the members waiting for them to join her at the rustic looking round table.

It had already been discussed that they would be meeting with all the other gangs, even so Alex reminded them of the meeting and asked them to be friendly with the others as they all had held the same goal. Alexandria spoke with outmost clarity and finally informed the gang of the attack the night before, just before the meeting was adjourned Alex spoke with Amira, Michael and Aki privately, confiding in them once more and asking them to be extremely careful to see if there were any Core or strange behavior in any member who could be a spy.

Finally, not taking a minute longer in their meeting every Candy Crush member headed out to the other meeting being the third gang to arrive. Everyone in the gang took their positions in their rightful place the Southern side, Alex sat down quietly and said nothing simply looking at her childhood friends carefully having mixed feelings about what had happened years before. Alexandria refused to believe that Ryota had betrayed them even when there was evidence that said otherwise and could not help but wonder why Nem had distanced himself from her. She shook her head for focusing in the past and not in present matters and she mentally scolded herself.

Katerina was the first to speak "Commence the Mad Tea Party," she said playfully and mischievously as ever. Alex let out a small smile to her old friend and began speaking, "I'd like to begin by saying that I am glad to see everyone," she let out another small smile offering it to everyone now, without beating around the bush Alexandria began speaking again. "Being that said, she said taking a pause trying to find the right words knowing that even though they had gotten used to taking casualties it was never easy, "you should all know that there has been another attack..." Allowing the news to sunk in she continued, "the Core attacked a large group of hiatus, from what I could tell there were no survivors." Alexandria paused one last time more allowing others to speak as they saw fit.

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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Franki Hunter Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Aki Hiko Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Arian Vance Character Portrait: Lucy Donner Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Phin Xehagera Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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As he always did, Liam woke with the sun. Wearily, Liam rose from his bed and made his way to the bathroom. Liam rubbed his eyes and stretched as he looked at himself in the mirror. Scars covered his body, and what little was unharmed was covered in tattoos. Liam smirked at himself. What would his parents think? More somberly, what would Madoka think? It had been years since Liam had seen her, almost two whole years. He couldn't though. Liam loved her too much to... to tell her what he had done. It was his fault. Everything was his fault. If he hadn't been so weak, he could have saved them. "Stop it." Liam told himself, his golden eyes staring back at him from the mirror. "You did the best you could. It's not your fault. It's theirs..." The Core had ended Markys's life. Liam had done his best to defend it, but even he wasn't strong enough to save him from them. He still wasn't strong enough. He would be though, one day. One day, Liam would watch the Island burn. Every Core, every building, and every broken promise. Until then, he had work to do. Liam quickly showered, dressing himself in his cloak and usual garb. He did, however, opt to wear more comfortable black leather boots. In case, the situation called for it. Liam needed to be prepared to move quickly. After he had eaten a small breakfast, Liam quickly wrapped Lunatic in white bandages, and stored his weapon within its case. At that, Liam slung the guitar case over his shoulders, locked his apartment behind him, and made his way to Wonderland.

It was certainly a forlorn place. Left freestanding on the south side of Minimum, the Wonderland was a simple, white building. Most of its windows were smashed, and the sides were all painted with symbols of the Landers. Some were rather clever, others were just moronically phallic. Usually, most people avoided this building like the plague, but not Liam. He walked, rather calmly, through the front doors and into the shadowy, colorful depths of the Wonderland. This was, usually, considered a death sentence to any other Hiatus, save for the Landers. They weren't the most powerful gang in Minimum, that honor fell to the Sonics. They weren't the smartest either, that was the Candy Crush. They weren't even the wildest or most destructive, that was Air Gear. So why? Why, then, would people much rather visit any other gang building in all of Minimum than the Wonderland? The answer was simple: the Landers, apart from the Core itself, were the most feared group of people in all of Minimum. Their Leader, the Chesire Cat, was the cruelest, meanest, most terrifying woman in the whole city. Her Error was really just to reinforce that fact, she didn't need it to send shivers down your spine. Her commands were reason to demolish entire city blocks, her whims started wars, and she was Liam's leader. Liam waved to the Landers he was friends with as he made his way up the stairs and down the corridors that lead him to the scariest room in all of Wonderland: Cat's room. Liam was her personal bodyguard. This wasn't because he was the most powerful Hiatus in the Wonderland, nor was he the fastest, or the smartest. Instead, Liam was far more vauable. He was the most experienced. He'd been there the longest, barring Kaleb. He was, however, without a doubt, the most loyal Hiatus in all of Wonderland, and possibly, in all of Minimum. Liam took his place beside the door, never daring to peek inside, for fear of what might happen to him if he did. Liam may have been a scarred veteran, with years of experience, but he wasn't looking to die anytime soon either.

They day began rather simply. As it became closer and closer to Tea time, starting roughly around ten o'clock, the Landers became more and more... rowdy. Their revelries became louder, wilder, and more destructive as it approached noon, until the noise managed to worm its way up to where Liam now stood, at Cat's door. Liam had warned them. He told them that making so much noise while the Mistress was still sleeping was a bad idea. Even worse, to be starting the Tea Party so early, and without the Mistress? It was a dangerous game to play. However, the newer recruits ignored him, and he refused to repeat himself. It was their mistake really. If they should turn to gibbering buffoons, locked in their own heads with fear, then it was no concern of his. In fact, Liam almost hoped it might happen. Not only would it create a stronger sense of discipline within the Wonderlander ranks, but it wouldn't be anywhere near as annoying to have to deal with every morning. After issuing his warning, Liam stood patiently against the wall, awaiting the obvious consequence of his peers' actions.

Finally, the disturbance was too great. The Cat had awoken. "Fools!" Cat exclaimed as she stepped out of her room, two strands of her hair pulled into the usual braid as she made her way down the winding staircase of the tower, the morning sun already streaming through the windows that now lighted the abandoned tower up in a dim, muted light. As Liam followed behind her, he forced himself to suppress a smirk. Watching Cat become angry with someone who wasn't him was rather enjoyable. Such notions had to be hidden, however, lest he incur the Mistress's wrath. "Do I have to remind you of the time?" She yelled at them all furiously, silencing the revels instantly. Attempting to assuage his leader's anger, Liam spoke. "Of course not Mi'lady. It's not even noon yet, Wonderland knew that already. I tried to warn them that you wouldn't be pleased, especially when they started the Tea Party without you. I suppose they simply couldn't wait any longer." At that moment, Liam couldn't help but smile softly at his Mistress, the Chesire Cat. Never, in his wildest fantasies, would he have imagined the Queen of Hearts to be this physically unimposing. His Mistress was a powerful, terrifying woman, that much was certain. However, there was something to be said about the way she threw tantrums like a little girl. To be entirely fair, she was much younger than him. Liam forced himself to suppress a chuckle. She was even rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

Cat placed her hand on her forehead. Groaning, she turned to Liam. "Don't give me that look." She gave Liam a glare before turning her strides. Despite the glare, it did not hold any distaste, but simply a look of annoyance that usually came with her morning tantrums. As she addressed him, her words cloaked with venom, Liam had to suppress another chuckle, he couldn't stop himself from smiling. It was just her way. He knew she wasn't actually angry with him, but he didn't dare say otherwise. The she really would be angry with him. Liam shuddered at the thought. Instead, without saying a word, Liam adjusted the guitar case on his back, then drew a pinched line across his mouth, zipping it shut. Her thoughts now aimed for the small locked door on the left side of the room. Cat's every step was accompanied by the heavy dress swaying at her feet, the train of which dragged along the ground. The room that opened from the small lock in her hand appeared sinister, but its contents were anything but such. With a few moment's hesitation, she placed her hand on the large can before her, handing it to Liam as a small smile lingered on her lips.

As the revelry descended into it's usual madness, Liam made occasional glances at the clock. It was high noon, almost three o'clock. It was nearly time. As the clock struck two thirty, Liam took a single step forward, and leaned over, placing his head over Cat's shoulder. He was still a good distance away, so as not to earn a slap from his mistress, but close enough that their conversation would remain private. "Mi'lady, it is now half past three o'clock, precisely. We should be going now, or else we will be late for the arranged meeting at the Truce Zone." Liam said simply, just low enough that she would be the only one to hear him. Once he had finished, Liam took a step back, at his usual spot behind his mistress.

At Liam's words, a hint of confusion flashed across Cat's eyes before realization dawned. It wasn't surprising that her eyes immediately blazed with anger at the sudden reminder of the event that was doomed to take place for the day. Liam was smart to take a step back, for her arm immediately flew up, missing his head by inches as she pulled herself up from the chair. Her palms slammed onto the table, and their sudden motion, along with the noise, silenced the room. For a few, long seconds, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of Cat's breathing; angered, ragged. It took Cat a moment before she calmed herself, but her eyes still retained that cold glare she had held ever since the Tea Party started. "Kuni!" She yelled, demanding the presence of her lieutenant. The silence lingered in the room as Cat remained motionless for a few seconds, her hands scrunching up the table clothes with frustration and annoyance that she did not bother to hide. "Liam." Her eyes flickered toward the loyal member, the anger in her eyes still blazed despite the cheery atmosphere the room was soaked in but a second ago. "You're with me. Let's go." Typical Cat, her voice not even allowing a hint of question to her demand. When she directed her attention back to him, Liam merely nodded, silent, stoic, and compliant. It only made sense. The Savage Nymph would have followed the Chesire Cat's bobbing tail until it no longer possessed the strength to fly. Even then, it would have walked, crawled, and dragged itself across the ground to ensure her safety.

As the gang marched to the Truce Zone, Liam felt Cat's eyes flicker upwards at the members that followed her. A silent warning for Liam. Any misconduct or weakness, any at all, would be punishable by immediate death. While she fully trusted in his abilities, the other members that were gathering here today could crush them all, easily, if they put their mind to it. Liam merely nodded, continuing to walk silently behind his Mistress. Every so often he reached up to adjust his guitar case, so it would sit more comfortably upon his back. He adjusted the zipper at the top of the bag as he walked. The resulting opening was just wide enough to stuff his fist into at a moment's notice, should things go poorly, though, hopefully, they wouldn't. Unfortunately, Liam had no more time to mentally prepare himself for the meeting. They had arrived.

As Liam walked down to the main floor, his mind was racing. This was a meeting of all the biggest gangs in Minimum. The slightest provocation, and war would erupt, bathing the city in fire. As he walked alongside Kaleb, behind Cat, Liam begrudgingly admitted, the person to make that happen was, most likely, going to be Cat. Her hatred of Ryota was well-known by every single Hiatus in all of Minimum. She opposed him at every turn, defied him, fought him, and hated him with every fiber of her being. Her eyes caught his as they gazed at the small group's destination. She was nervous, but simultaneously confident beyond all belief. She defied anyone to lie to her, to tell her no, to look at her wrong. She was, in Liam's eyes, the only person who would ever command his respect. She would be, from now until forever, the only one for whom Liam would ever kneel. Everyone else would have to kill him first. It was times like this that Liam remembered why he and... he and his partner, had chosen Cat. She was, in a word, fearless. She was proud, she was regal, and she was terrifying. Liam nodded as she caught his eyes. No other words were necessary. They both knew exactly what was going on. Thinking quietly to himself, Liam smiled. "Let the madness begin..." Liam only smirked, but in the back of his mind, he was worried. It wasn't something many people could feel, but Liam knew Cat the best. She was just barely holding back her anger. If she had truly allowed herself to rage, all the fodder class Hiatus in every gang would have fainted by now, their worst fears coming to life in their own heads. With Liam's voice, a faint smile rose on her lips accompanied by a chuckle that eased their tension slightly, something perhaps only Liam was able to achieve in such a situation. A mischievous look flashed in her eyes. "Commence the Mad Tea Party." She said simply. With that, her signature Cheshire Cat grin flashing wide for all to see. Her anger temporarily forgotten, or so it seemed, Liam relaxed, but only just. He didn't want to get too comfortable just yet. Preferring to stand, Liam took his place behind Cat. Sitting was a position of hesitation. He needed to be ready for anything.

At Cat's signal, Ryota's second in command and the lieutenant of the Sonics, released his error. His eyes glowed faintly, and his body was surrounded by a powerful pulse of bright blue light. It faded fast, but the gesture had not been lost on Liam. The meeting had truly started, and each of the four gangs were made to have one member each release their Error. Looking to Kuni, Liam waved his hand in a nonchalant manner and smiled, speaking just loudly enough that only Cat and Kaleb would hear him. "Please, do remain seated Kaleb. You and Cat are the aces, after all. It would be best to keep such cards hidden until the appropriate time, no?" Reaching behind his back, Liam produced Lunatic from its case, slamming the business end onto the ground beneath him. The resulting crash silenced his gang mates. The Landers, arguably the loudest present, weren't being obedient or compliant. They were scared. As Liam's error activated, his eyes flashed a dangerous shade of gold, and Fox-Fire licked up the length of Liam's blade, consuming the bandages that were wrapped around Lunatic within seconds. The fire's cool temperature chilled the south half of the room to a mere twenty degrees Fahrenheit in seconds. As the bandages fell away, the fire quenched itself, there was nothing left to burn. Once the fire had gone, the room's temperature returned to normal. Liam's Error was still active, and he was ready to use his powers at a moment's notice, but the only way to tell was in his eyes. They shone with a dim light, like the reflection from an animal's eyes in the dark. With the proper etiquette observed, the meeting began. Liam's face showed no emotion, but he listened intently to all that was said, and committed it to memory.

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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Franki Hunter Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Aki Hiko Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Arian Vance Character Portrait: Lucy Donner Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Phin Xehagera Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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With a tired sigh and half-hearted wave backwards, Nia trudged her way out of Stardust -- her place of work, of all things -- and into the unforgiving bowels of Minimum. It had been in the morning hours when she had left home (a time under the lasting ends of night sky), but it was most definitely late afternoon now; the streets were filling, growing busy with joy in those released from the clutches of education. They were kids, most of them-- young, rowdy in the way that Hiatus and Errors could never afford to be, 'kind of like how Castor and Alya used to be, aren't they? And probably just as (affectionately) stupidly idealistic.' She seemed to remember them more, lately; but she had always been haunted by the nostalgia, so nothing goes to say. 'Just melancholy at its' finest, unfortunately.' It was probably fortunate that Nia had lost the pain that used to come with the memories, somewhere over the years. Not that any would help her now, or that blaming herself ever would have.

There wasn't much to shake herself out of, but -- upon finishing her (now) lukewarm coffee and boarding the 2:23PM train -- Nia turned to the talk of most Hiatus that day: the Big Fours' meeting down at the Truce Zone. It wasn't difficult to guess the outcome with or without experience, shit was most definitely going to hit the fan that night. She couldn't think of a time when the Landers and Sonics didn't end up butting heads literally every time they saw each other, and god forbid that this be the appropriate place to start. Even Nia stayed the fuck away from the Cheshire Cat (but not necessarily her chronies) whenever she could. 'That right there? A mess that I'm not touching with a ten foot pole, no matter how fucking annoying her opposition might be.'

Whatever it was between Ryota and the Ainsley Cat, she never wanted to know.

It was twenty minutes to three when Nia stepped onto East Minimum ground, a minuscule amount more relaxed buried under the sound made by a crowd. She shifted the conspicuous staff-shaped bag across her shoulders and made for home, already mildly antsy for the meeting to come. As unafraid of her own safety as she was, this kid was, as she put it, 'entirely unappreciative of throwing every other Sonic into a pit of vipers'. As much as she didn't care about people that much, Nia would rather not lose her gang mates (or have them in a vegetative state, like a certain someone).

But, in any case, Error life never granted anyone a choice. And, as she stepped onto the beach -- home to Sonic Boom --, she resolved to ignore the threat of imminent death once more. A soldier never discourages himself outside the field or purposely debilitates himself in battle, or something like that. She supposed it didn't really matter, and promptly crashed in her room until four-thirty (Edwin's call); in which case she got up, groggily made coffee in the machine, (if time permitted, showered), and left accordingly with the rest of the best (so to speak).





Standing behind Ryota and to the left of Edwin, Nia remained still; almost relaxed as she waited, eyes darting from one gang to another. As much as it wouldn't make too much sense for things to really break out (that would prompt Core, not to mention a massacre in and of itself), she was evidently on edge-- the tension in the room seemed to run that way. At least it seemed as if it there would be more than Edwin and Nia running interference between the Sonic and Lander powerhouses, 'Liam, for one, and any other gang that doesn't want a riot or destruction on their hands. Logically, anyway.'

"Commence the Mad Tea Party."

Nia showed little to no reaction to both Edwin and Liam's subsequent Error activations (although, to the latter-- 'Show off.'), but grew more alert; almost itching for the double-ended spear in the case on her back. There was little left to do, by then, other than to listen semi-attentively at the Azura's words; nothing particularly surprising, considering the nature of the Error-Core relationship. She supposed that the best (or more) was yet to come, something big enough to warrant the need for a large-scale meeting; and thus did nothing but silently pay attention until there was a call to action.


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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Franki Hunter Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Aki Hiko Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Arian Vance Character Portrait: Lucy Donner Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Phin Xehagera Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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She had been having a good dream, something about her two favorite people and finding a dog on the beach when a banging noise rudely interrupted Madoka's snooze fest. The maned girl slowly opened up her eyes, trying to smooth down her wild purple hair with one hand and rubbing the drool from the side of her face with the other. "What time is it?" Madoka asked no one groggily and turned her head looked at the small cracked clock displaying the time on the bedside table. "Shoot! I'm going to be late!" Madoka rolled out of the bed, tangled in the covers and did her best to push the blankets aside, she hopped over to the closet as she pulled on a pair of socks and flung the door open.

Madoka grabbed the first thing within reach, which just so happened to be her school uniform. She had skipped school today in order to attend the meeting, not wanting to be left out. She shoved her head and arms through the top then pulled on the skirt and zipped it up, figuring she might as well put on the shoes as well. There was only half a day of school today and the rest was really prep for a festival so it's not like she was missing anything important.

The last thing Miiko grabbed before stepping out of the room was her bow and quiver, the choker that activated her Error was always around Madoka's neck. The choker had been a gift from her brother, Markys, before he died. She almost never took it off, not even in the shower.

Miiko took the steps two at a time, ready for action. She was so excited, this was going to be her first time into the neutral zone! Maybe she would be able to gauge other Hiatus's Error's. As soon as she stepped out of the building and onto the beach, sand began to fill her shoes; Madoka closed the door and began to make her way to the meeting point.

Sometime later...

Madoka's neck craned in awe at the marvelous neutral zone. A beautiful old building that looked as though it carried more secrets then even Core knew. She shouldered her quiver, arrows knocking together in a harmony that only Miiko could find beautiful. Archery had always been her favorite thing, she could string a bow faster than most could sheath a sword and her aim was not too shabby either. Madoka plucked the string gently, the vibrations sending tickles down her arm; it was hard not to giggle with glee.

Someone said something and the room went quiet, Madoka knew she was supposed to stand back with Lucy, but something made her want to step forward and be a part of the tension. Miiko pulled her gaze from the beautiful stylized ceiling and allowed it to crawl forward towards the people on the other side of the room, stopping on a blue head of hair. Her breath caught in her throat; she had been looking for him for two years and there he was, standing next to a lady in a red ballgown.

His appearance had changed a lot, the scars, the piercing, the change in eye and hair color, but there was no doubt in Madoka's mind that it was most definitely him. "Liam," it was hardly above a whisper and yet Madoka winced at the sound. The name brought back memories both good and bad, the park, archery tournaments, school, holidays, Markys.

The last few years were the most painful of all, did Liam even know what happened to his best friend? She didn't want to tell him, she didn't want to see the pain on his face when she told him that Markys was dead; assuming he didn't already know.

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Humans were such idiotic creatures. They were greedy. They were selfish. They killed each other for money and they limited themselves in this tiny, tiny world called Utopia. Michael hid a chuckle of amusement as he continued to work, dragging his feet through the boring routine of a bank accountant. No one knew what he was. No one thought he was dangerous. No one believed he could kill them without batting an eyelash either. New flash, people... No one planned a murder aloud, either. He flashed a charming smile to one of his female customers, earning a giggle and a big flush from the woman. She was not that good looking unfortunately. Not that good for him. He typed the information, glancing at a file next to his working desk with a small smirk. He had all the information about the deaths of some certain people. And he was very amused right now. Michael flipped through the file, fixing his tie absently. Small fries, really. Unimportant. But this was a move from Core. Provoking them, perhaps? Making the groups become angry and make mistakes? He wouldn't be surprised if that was the case. Checking the clock, Michael noticed that his working hours were over and he stood up, putting his files in his suitcase.

He walked out of the office, waving his hand toward his co-workers, half of them he had bedded. He shook his head. Pathetic fools. Charmed by his smile and attitude. He looked down on those people. Yes, he liked having sex. But he also felt that they gave in too easily. Pathetic fools. Michael looked up at the night sky and smiled almost wistfully. Oh how he wished he could be as free as those beautiful starlights. He felt so restricted. By these laws, by these mortals and by these goddamn world in general, being caged behind those tall walls and never got to fly. He placed his hands inside his pocket, idly walking back to his place, an old but still very neat and comfortable house. The only place that held good memories. Michael stood outside the door, hesitated for the briefest second before he walked in, wearing a gentle smile on his face. He went to greet his sister, planting a small kiss on her forehead as she giggled mindlessly. "Hello, little sister, did you have fun today?" He asked, smiling sadly as he took a seat in front of the beautiful girl. The girl giggled and nodded enthusiastically. "Uh huh! I had fun! I talked to Mister Rabbit and had tea party and then I got a beautiful dress and then I got cut by the knife and it hurt but then I smiled and I saw Mama and Papa and then-"

"Easy there, little sis, you don't have to talk so fast. Deep breath." Michael instructed, wiping the crumbs of the leftover breakfast on her white dress and carefully bandaged the new wound of the girl's ankle. 20 years old and she still acted like a small child. He gently gave her a bath, showing no sign of reaction even though Lily had a very curvy body for a woman and he was a rather physical man. He took his time, dressing his sister up, checking over every single bruises and scratches before feeding her spoon by spoon. "Brother has to go to work now." He said after he finished her bed time story, petting her head gently as he sat next to Lily, his hand gently held his sister's. "B-But... Can't you stay?... I'm lonely... And you always work..." Lily said pleadingly, looking at Michael with big brown eyes. Michael felt his heart clench. "I'm sorry, Lily... I will spend as much time with you as possible. But... I have work to do. I need to put food on this table, too, hmm?" He soothed, kissing her forehead. "It's just a meeting. I will be back soon, I promise. And I don't break my promises when it comes to you."

It still took awhile to convince Lily that he wouldn't leave her and by the time Michael left the house, it's already 7.00. He stuffed his hands in his pocket loosely, his gray button up shirt and jeans were neat and clean. He eyed the street, his sharp grey eyes took in everything behind thin frame. He was carrying a thick file with him. It didn't take long for him to arrive to the shop, listening to his leader with attentive eyes. He nodded, agreeing to the term. He was a polite man. Yes. And he surely could observe people's reaction. That was what he did half of the time. Observing. And then striking when people least expected. He followed Alex and chuckled lightly when he realized their group was the third one, taking his usually spot next to Amira, the second in command, flashing everyone a cold smirk. Well, well, well, today's meeting sure was an interesting one. He knew more than half of these people. Michael propped his hand up, listening to the greeting of one of his own friends, Cat, a smirk graced his lips as he pulled out a lollipop and placed it in his mouth, humming a soft tune. His eyes shifted when Alex - his 'future wife' spoke, her greeting much tamer and duller than Cat's. A snort left him though, when people started to activate their Errors. Such fools. Did the concept of 'keeping your powers' hidden escape those people? Perhaps so, it was rare to see people with brains nowadays. He flashed the people who he knew another smile, winking at his childhood friend Kuni and let his gaze linger on certain members longer than necessary.

At the words of his leader about the attack, Michael stepped forward. "Aye, I have the files of each member that has been assaulted. I have already copied the files and arranged them so that those belonged to your group will be on top and the others at the bottom. Please look over these files and make sure there's no mistake." He said coolly, passing over the files to his 'fiance' and the other leaders of the other groups, keeping a cool facade. He stood up straight and put his arms behind his back. "However, in the process of collecting information, I notice a strange thing." He said finally, taking out the last file that contained only a single person. Michael carefully placed it on the table in front of Alex. He tapped at the picture.

"Jackson Glenn, 25 years old, new member, alliance unclear, used to be in a motor gang, was a drug dealer and came from an abusive family. Died in the newest attack." He explained, showing the picture of a thin but angry young man. "I have evidence that suggests he was a double agent. However, at this state, there's only vague evidence, no clear conclusion just yet. It might fit the reason why the group was attacked in the first place. He might have passed the information to Core. With your permission, I'd like to continue to investigate his case, trying to find how much information has been leaked and how long this has happened as well as confirming his identity." He said, pushing the file so that it was in the center of the table for the other leaders to see. He was positive this one was a spy. And this was not the only one in the groups. His sharp eyes took in everything, making sure that he caught every person's reaction. Michael allowed a soft chuckle of amusement escaped his lips.

A person is smart. But people are stupid indeed.

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Location | South District | Rooftop Garden
Time of Day | Night {6:30 P.M.} | 2 hours ago



He stared out over the sea of houses, a mismatched patchwork of different personalities that clashed against one another but seemed to complement eachother at the same time. The south was always relatively quiet but around sunset the sound of the wind across the rooftops and the scent of the flowers made it somewhat serene. His hands lightly caressed the petals of several flowers as he walked through the garden, while his mind tried to unravel some of the problems he was currently dealing with in the city. So lost in thought had he become that he didn’t even react to the sound of his name being called and it wasn’t till he felt the rough thump of a palm smacking against his chest and knocking him off balance.

”Whu-u-What that--?! Ciara!?”

He looked over at his sister while he regained his footing, confusion plastered across his face as to why he’d just been smacked and both of his hands held up in front of him, palms facing inwards. He seemed somewhat startled and unsure as to why his sister was even there let alone as to what he’d done to annoy her.

”You didn’t have to hit me you know, I was just trying to relax before I go out.”

He muttered as he rubbed his chest where he'd been hit.

“Where you going? Um? Let me guess, you can’t tell me? Sound familiar? I’m not stupid, I know it’s got something to do with this gang you are just so proud of big brother. It’s got you written all over it. You’ll get yourself killed, you know that right? I don’t get why you want to cause trouble in the city, it’s not as bad as you think it is. We get by and people leave us alone.”

Nem looked at her and tried to smile but just couldn’t bring himself to, not properly.

”It’s not safe in Minimum. They’ve got too much power and I’m worried for you. Look I can’t tell you what it is I’m doing but it’s going to make everything better. You’ll see.”

He thought for a moment she was going to hit him again but she just shook her head and turned to leave, heading back towards the stairway that lead back into their house below the garden.

”Sorry sis...”

”Me too”
She whispered as Nem vanished into nothingness. He knew the others were already on their way to the meeting point and he didn’t want to be late.





Location | Between East & North Districts | Truce Zone
Time of Day | Night {8:30 P.M.} | Present Time



The truce zone was quiet out here at the edge, but he could already here the sound of others approaching, an echo of voices from within their meeting place. He knew several of his own gang would already be taking up positions within as per usual, since each gang usually jostled for territory and of course the best view of preceding’s. It was still a little early so they’d all be getting ready for the inevitable conflict these meetings usually caused as their grand finale. He’d rather avoid the coming meltdown but with the recent killings across the city he knew a meeting was due, one way or another. He only wished she’d understood why he did this, why he worried that she’d be the next victim of the slaughter. Shaking his head to clear his mind of his sister and remove her from his thoughts for the moment he looked over his shoulder at the three of his gang that stood with him, before walking towards the meeting itself.

”As we discussed, I want Miseria in the gallery with the rest of wor lot. Keep the peace if you can, we’ve never sparked anything and I don’t want that to start now. You two with me for the meeting. Karem, lad you can offer your error for the meeting as our sign of good faith.”

As he entered he noticed the other leaders were already taking their positions around the table, and next to each of them was their choice for the meeting, nothing particularly surprising for each gang in turn. Taking his own seat he nodded towards the other leaders as a whole with his eyes only really lingering on Cat and Ryota while darting over Alex as best they could without seeming to do so. As much as the building appealed to him there was an uncomfortable confined feeling for him whenever he entered which always put him ill at ease and made him feel trapped when compared with the freedom of the open sky above the building tops. Once they’d all settled and each of their accompanied gang members were eying the others with distrust and suspicion, since when else are they likely to bother to try and impress each other, Cat decided to break into said moment of silence with a cry of pure light-hearted madness. Which, Nem had to admit, was exactly what was needed and he couldn’t help but smile at the nut-job she was.

"Commence the Mad Tea Party."

Giving her a faint salute with his first two fingers resting against his temple he watched as those around the table activated their errors as required and did his best to feint dis-interest as Alex piped up with news of the recent increase in killings. Though the fact that there had been some so recently was certainly cause for something to be done. He replied softly to her rather energetic greeting to them all.

”A tea party indeed? We must be mad or we wouldn’t have come here, now would we?"

Nem chuckled darkly and made an over-elaborate gesture of bowing towards cat , smiling slightly before lying back in his chair.

”But as has been mentioned the streets of Minimum are becoming more dangerous daily, so we need to deal with it. Oh, and can we try to agree to something before we try to kill each other this time; I’m starting to get sick of the routine.”

Pausing for a moment Nem lifted his glass from the table and took a sip before letting another grin spread across his features as he finished what he’d been saying, accompanied by a faint chuckle.

”You can bet that they’re lovin’ the in-fighting we’ve got going on. I know I am. But anyways, I see one of us is keeping silent. Why is that I wonder?”

Turning to look directly at the leader of Sonic Boom, Nem waits with baited breath for an answer.

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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Franki Hunter Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Aki Hiko Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Arian Vance Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Phin Xehagera Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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Location | East District | Hamatora

Time of Day | Afternoon {2:30 P.M.}




"Hey, Ryota! You aren't paying any attention!" Ryota jolted up by the sound of something screeching inside his ear. Falling off the stool, Ryota landed on the ground with a thud. Glanced upwards his faced an anger Ashley. Though she was pouting Ryota couldn't help giving her a happy-go-lucky chuckle. In frustration Ashley chopped Ryota on the head, "Don't laugh! You have been asleep for an hour! Stay awake."

Nodding happily Ryota gave a wave of his hand, as he once again seated himself on the stool. A second later, the door chimed. Ryota looked up to greet the customer with a warm smile, "Hey! Welcome to Hamatora!" The smile dyed down once he got a better look at the man. Ashely glanced over at Ryota with curiosity,"Hey Ryo. That man-"

Ryota glanced at Ashely causing her to shout up. She quietly left Ryota's side and went to tend to the new merchandise in the back. Once in the back Ryota stared at the man, "Your not here to buy anything, are you?" The man looked over at Ryota, who Ryota in turn gave him a skin cutting glare, followed by a smirk. Stepping down from the stool, Ryota called to Ashely, "I'm leaving the store Ashely. Lock up when your done." Without another word Ryota escaped the store, the man following a few feet behind.

Entering a bar, Ryota seated himself at a table, the man sitting at the same table. A waitress walked up to the two,"May I take your orders?" Looking at the menu Ryota nodded, "No thank you." The maid nodded and went on her way.

After a few more moments of silence the man spoke, "Aid." Ryota glanced at the man, "I'm in trouble, and I need your help." Ryota kept a smooth smile, but his eyes showed a different set of emotions. The man continued despite Ryota's silence, "Core-" Ryota stopped him right there, "Shouldn't you be asking a Lander for some help? Why me?"

The man looked around, as if he was waiting for something to happen,"Listen, I can't go to a Lander. And we're buddies right?" Buddies wasn't the right word. Ryota would just go gambling with him from time to time. "I'm sorry, but I wish not to get involved." Ryota walked out of the cafe leaving the man behind.




"Ryota...What do you think of Minimum?"

"What do I think?" Ryota tilted his head slightly sideways. He had never thought of it before. It had only been two months since their Father, Asato Saiga, finally accepted them into the family. Officially moving them out of their Step-Mother's home, and into the Saiga residence. They were now full-fledged Saigas.

Glancing over at his Brother, he was still able to see the scar which was inflicted on him not to long ago. It made Ryota's stomach turn inside out, whenever he stared at it for to long. It was a reminder that he was weak, that he couldn't protect anybody.

Mitsuki never complained about the pain, wishing that Ryota wouldn't worry so much about it. Just like everything else. Mitsuki always harbored the pain, his own and Ryota's portion as well. He never shouted a voice of complaint, nor did he ever get mad at Ryota. He always protected him, always.

"It's nice...I guess. I mean..."[/color] Ryota didn't know what else to say. He never thought a question could be so difficult to answer. Mitsuki never turned his gaze toward Ryota, instead he stared straight ahead. Looking out at the moving ocean. The smell of the sea over took Ryota's sense of smell, and he too couldn't take his eyes off of the beautiful ocean.

Minutes past before Ryota continued, "I don't hate it...but..." Ryota paused trying to find the right words,"Minimum seems...unnatural. Sort of fake. Like it shouldn't even be here. At some points I can't help but think Minimum is an-"

"Minimum is an Error." Ryota's eyes grew wide. He quickly turned to his brother, with absolute shock covering his face. Error was a word no one was allowed to use, unless referring to those "people" who held unnatural abilities. Father always hated the word, and forbid Ryota and Mitsuki from talking about them. So Ryota never expected his Older brother to ever say the word, especially calling Minimum an...Error.

Laughter resounded in Ryota's ear, and he looked up at Mitsuki's face. He was laughing at Ryota. No. He was laughing at himself. Mitsuki's expression didn't match up with his carefree laughter, it was cold and cruel. Something that caused Ryota to look back down, turning his gaze to the ocean view. Minimum...is an Error?



Location | East District | Beach House

Time of Day | Afternoon {4:30 P.M.}




That was the end. Ryota opened his eyes to see he was facing a cream colored ceiling. The sound of the ocean waves calmed his short breaths, easing his mind. When had he fallen asleep? Where was here? Looking around he remembered he had came back to his home, his Beach House.

Glancing at his clock the time flashed 4:30. Reluctantly Ryota lifted himself up and stared out the window in a blank stare. Laying his head against the windowsill, wishing to fall back to sleep. Back to those peaceful days.

His thoughts where interrupted by a sudden knock on his door. "Ryota?" Ryota let a soft smile show. He knew that voice anywhere. It could only belong to one person. With his smile growing larger, Ryota opened the door to find Edwin staring at him quietly,"You look so alert Ed, what's the special occasion?" Ryota asked confused. "The meeting." Ryota eyes went wide, as he rushed to get ready.

"Shoot! Okay. Okay. Stop starin' at me with those 'I thought you told me you were going to remember this time. We can't be late to this meeting.' eyes. It was a common mistake. It wasn't like I meant to forget. I-It was just that I didn't have the time to remember. It isn't like I was the only one-"

Right than Ryota heard his phone buzz. It was a text from Ashely and a few other members. Don't forget about the meeting. He didn't even read on.

"Okay...so maybe I was the only one...ARGH!" Ryota throw his phone on the bed, and sighed. Today wasn't his day. First the flashback, than he forgot about the meeting. He still had to deliver some flowers to the Hospital. Picking up his cellphone Ryota made call, "Hey, Ashley. Before you head to the zone could you deliver the vase of flowers that is on the counter to the hospital. Just say its for room 369. Thanks."

Hanging up Ryota smiled happily at Edwin, "Okay, Eddy. Lets get goin'." Heading out he called up to Nia, "Come on Nia! We gotta go!" Once the two were beside him, they headed off to the truce zone.



Location | Between the East and North Districts | Truce Zone

Time of Day | Night {8:30 P.M.}




Walking into the truce zone, Ryota had his headphones turned up to max, so he couldn't hear anything but the music. Why? Because as soon as he stepped into the building he heard her voice. The Cheshire Cat. Her voice echoed in his head, and Ryota couldn't take it. So he put on his headphones, and sat in his seat. He was silent throughout the whole beginning of the meeting. Commence the Mad Tea Party. Yep that was Cat for you, she was still as loud as ever.

Turning his gaze to Michael, he could make out a few words through the music. It seemed there was a huge attack caused by Core. Looking at the documents, Ryota reached for them, reading over the following names.

One particular name caught his attention, Stephen Howard. His status was unknown. That was strange, didn't he just see Stephen a few hours ago?

Thinking back to earlier, he remembered that Stephen wished for some kind of help. Was it because of this? Ryota let his mind wonder, trying to get a good picture of Stephen's facial expression. He was sort of antsy when they were talking. Was what he needed help with that important?

Core- Was Core after him? Ryota was thinking when he heard a distant voice. Followed by a tap on his shoulder. Taking off his Headphones he listened to what was being said, ”You can bet that they’re lovin’ the in-fighting we’ve got going on. I know I am. But anyways, I see one of us is keeping silent. Why is that I wonder?” Focusing his eyes on Nemiel, Ryota was silent for a few minutes. He had a blank expression which was rare.

Catching eyes on him he quickly changed his expression to a natural smile, "Sorry, about that. I was just...collecting my thoughts." Pondering on his own thoughts, he searched for words to say, "Oh, yes. Michael, as always you have such detailed documents. That mind of yours is amazing." Ryota laughed a little at himself.

"But...something bothers me about this...Never mind, sorry for my rambling." Ryota flashed a smile at everyone, letting the documents fall back onto the table and pushing them away.

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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Arian Vance Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Phin Xehagera Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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Rachel Donzen woke up from her afternoon nap at 6:00 PM to get ready for the Gang Meeting at 8:30. She has 2 hours and 30 minutes to: take a shower, wash her hair and make sure it’s all nice and shiny (that always took about an hour, because she has so much hair), put her pretty pink bow in her hair, put on her little pink dress, get her big pink boots on, have a glass of strawberry milk, and is finally ready to head out the door of her apartment. Before heading out, however, Rachel stops to look at herself in the mirror. ”Well... Well… Don’t you look all cute today, Ray Ray. Of course, you have to look pretty on the outside. Inside, you are just a dirty worthless who… I better get going or I’ll miss the meeting… Not like it matters anyways… We never accomplish anything at these dreadful things.” After Rachel was done talking to herself in the mirror, she slapped her eyepatch on her face, stuck a piece of bubble gum in her mouth, grabbed her parasol, and left the building.

Rachel made it to the truce zone just in time to hear Nem’s instructions to the group. She had to run some ways to get here on time. She stood beside one the other Air Gear members, Phin. She seemed out of breath, breathing heavily. ”As we discussed, I want Miseria in the gallery with the rest of wor lot. Keep the peace if you can, we’ve never sparked anything and I don’t want that to start now. You two with me for the meeting. Karem, lad you can offer your error for the meeting as our sign of good faith.”, he told Rachel and the two other top members of Air Gear.

“O…K! Pick fights with everyone… cause chaos! Got it!” She looks up at Nem and gives him that big smile of hers, “Just kidding! I’ll be on my best behavior! Sir!” She gives Nem a little salute before following him to his seat and taking a seat right next to him.

Most people in the room seem tense, but not Rachel. Rachel leaned back in her chair, and put her feet up on the table. Her parasol is open and she holds it by the shaft above her head. And she is still chewing her bubble gum, blowing out a bubble every once in a while. She didn’t look anyone in the eyes, didn’t greet anyone. Even when the a few the other showed off their Error and the Cheshire Cat spoke "Commence the Mad Tea Party." to launch the meeting, Rachel didn’t do a thing. She lounges in her chair, seeming to not pay any attention. This must be her version of "being on her best behavior." She never has anything nice to say to the people at these meetings and could cause a fight.It's like they say after all, "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." Rachel doesn't normally follow this advise however. In fact, it probably just a matter of time before her craving to always be the center of attention kicks in; and the best way to gain attention is to cause trouble.

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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Franki Hunter Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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What if I tell you, that I live in a nightmare?

Unconsciously, her eyes fluttered slightly before closing, allowing the darkness to soak in against the chaos that wrought the scene. If anyone else were to look through her eyes, the scene before them would be much different, from darkness to the distant sound of screams, the space was overrun by the nightmares of those that surround the Truce Zone. Not to even mention the phantom clown that has been circling around Liam, which she was starting to take a slight agitation to. Of all things, you decide to fear a clown… The little tinge of humor that mingled with her thoughts allowed Cat an interim for her to take a deep breath, a soft puff of air escaping her lips as her eyes opened to once again lay her gaze upon the scene before her.

The faint flash of a blue glow caught her attention as the person she knew to be the second-in-command in Sonic Boom activated his error. Cautious. Not so dumb after all. Her bitter thoughts were interrupted at Liam’s voice, making sure to keep her gaze straight ahead. If she was to lock gazes with him now, she was not sure how strong the influence of the nightmares that reflected in her eyes were, but it was definitely not going to produce merry effects on those that dare to contemplate on her eye color. ”Please, do remain seated Kaleb. You and Cat are the aces, after all. It would be best to keep such cards hidden until the appropriate time, no?” And with that, the crash was heard behind her back, which earned Liam a roll of her eyes, as his error was activated, the sudden shine of light that she did not even need to turn her head to see was enough to catch the glimpses of all the Landers, if not the other gang members. A little too flashy, no? A faint smirk played on her lips. Let it be flashy. That was enough to give the others a warning.

“Do not take me for a fool, Liam.” And with that, Cat played at the cuff of her dress. Although her peripheral glances trained on the faint motion behind her back along with another glance in the front that caught only the slightest hint of her attention, the purple-haired girl who trained her gaze on Liam. For the former, if Franki believed even for the slightest second that Cat did not realize her absence, then she was dead wrong. I’ll deal with you later. A turn of her head and her mischievous glare at the girl that leaned on the railing defined Cat’s thought, but mostly it was to deliver a cautionary nudge was sent toward the man standing behind her as she waved off the small disturbance of the girl she recognized as the famous Madoka he always spoke of. She at least owed him that much to feign ignorance at the affair, but anymore and she was not about to sit quietly at the exchange between him and the member of Sonic Boom.

”A tea party indeed? We must be mad or we wouldn’t have come here, now would we?” Her previous words were returned by the leader of Air Gear, which was reflected with a mischievous smile from Cat at her equally playful friend. If his gesture did not gain him favor, then his later words definitely did. ”You can bet that they’re lovin’ the in-fighting we’ve got going on. I know I am. But anyways, I see one of us is keeping silent. Why is that I wonder?” Yes. That definitely earns him some points with Cat. ”Sorry, about that. I was just… Collecting my thoughts.” But, that answer was not acceptable enouh for Cat, who itched for a fight. ”Something to hide. Perhaps. Her words were followed by a mischievous nod to the one the taunting words were directed at, the more silent one of the group. ”Perhaps planning another betrayal? Maybe that was going overboard, but she wasn’t allowed to taunt him physically, thus at the moment, words will have to do it. Forcing her glance away from the leader of Sonic Boom, she directed her attention at those that seemed to have something productive to say.

“I’d like to begin by saying that I am glad to see everyone,” the small smile from her childhood friend Alex was returned with a playful look of “Just get on with it” from Cat, shaking her head at the formality of Alex. ”Being that said, you should all know that there has been another attack… The Core attacked a large group of hiatus, from what I could tell there were no survivors.” Cat’s expression remained its usual mocking smile, but the gaze in her eyes flickered slightly at the information being voiced. No survivors… Her eyes narrowed at the words, which was followed without even room for breathing by the member of Candy Crush, Michael. She barely heeded his words as she took the papers that were passed into her hands, not even bothering to take a look as she turned and placed it in Kuni’s hands. ”Keep it.” If they expected her to read in this situation, they were all fools. ”However, in the process of collecting information, I notice a strange thing.” That caught Cat’s attention, and her gaze lingered on the photo in front of Alex for much too long. Whatever words that spewed out of Michael’s mouth, Cat paid no attention to, the gaze in her eyes seeping darker by the second. Jackson Glenn huh? Her lips were now drawn into a tight line as Michael’s mouth continued moving with speech. ”…I have evidence that suggests he was a double agent…” With that, her eyes snapped up to meet his, a look of anger flashed across her expression for a slight second. ”You’re insane.” Her words were venomous, followed by a step forward as she crossed her arms over her chest with an unconscious motion. ”You realize that you are accusing a member of Wonderland of betrayal.” Whatever chatter from the Landers was now silenced with her words. If there was one thing that Cat did not tolerate, it was betrayal. And whatever Candy Crush was suggesting, they had just placed accusation upon one of her fellow members.

”Oh, yes. Michael, as always you have such detailed documents. That mind of yours is amazing.” Michael’s chuckle combined with Ryota’s words was enough to test Cat’s patience, whose hands always closed shut, a faint shudder unnoticeable to others shook down her back at the accusation. The glare in her eyes did not reflect humor in the slightest as the deep purple of her eyes was tinged with the chaos and darkness that roamed in its gaze, as if the entire party’s fears and despairs formed themselves into her glare. ”You dare accuse those of Wonderland of acts of betrayal?” Her voice no longer held that playful tone, but instead was a mixture of disbelief and fury. You are not getting away with this. Her thoughts took a dangerous turn, but her sense at least pulled her back. The chains that dragged along the ground were in easy reach… Breathe. Nothing riled Cat up more than hints of betrayal. And truly, it only took a little more for her to snap.

Tread carefully. This is my Wonderland.

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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Franki Hunter Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Aki Hiko Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Arian Vance Character Portrait: Lucy Donner Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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Michael cocked his head and looked at everyone, his face betrayed absolutely nothing of what he was feeling or thinking right now. He eyed Ryota, nodding gently at the compliment but didn't speak anything. His calculating grey eyes took in the anger of Cat. He placed his hands loosely at his sides, not even moving to defend himself, waiting for the loud woman to finish speaking. Once she was done, Michael continued to wait, allowing the silence to stretch out as much as possible. Finally, when he deemed that everyone had had enough with the waiting, Michael calmly opened his mouth to speak. "Is that all?" He asked silently, eyeing Cat with the utter coldness of someone who wasn't afraid of deaths. "Shall we proceed? Or are we going to spend all this meeting explaining to you about my usage of words? If you have paid attention, I said 'evidence that suggests.' I did not accuse anyone of anything." He stated clearly, placing his hand on the table, unfazed by Cat's anger. She was the fool here, not him. She took in the information and got mad even without reasons. He was discussing with calmness. Thus, she was the one that acted like a hot-headed fool.

Michael pushed his glasses up and turned to the other leaders. "Now that we have had Miss Cheshire Cat's anger mixed in with the meeting... as usual. I shall continue with what I was saying before I got..." He looked down on Cat and turned to the other ones. "politely interrupted by miss Charming and Elegant over there." He took a few pictures from his pocket and placed them on the table. "According to my source, Glenn had been caught several times at suspicious places before he got killed." He explained clearly, pointing at the pictures. "As you can see, this is Glenn talking to a few characters that have been confirmed as the member of Core." He said, looking into Cat's eyes. "Please hold any questions or possible tantrums until the end of the meeting. Some of us do not have that much time and resolving problems in a relatively quiet place is easier than that of a noisy room caused by a hormonal teenager."

With that being said, Michael felt into his usual calculating silence again, his eyes darted to each leader's face, observing their reaction. He did not insult anyone though~ If Cat took that as a personal insult~ Well, it was clearly that she thought of herself that way~ Did Michael even say that 'hormonal teenager' was a female~? Nope. He looked into Kaleb's eyes, his piercing gaze spoke thousands of words but at the same time, he didn't say anything. He pushed his glasses up again, activating his power. He created a beautiful red rose, placing it right at Cat's direction. "A beautiful rose for a beautiful and elegant lady." He said, his voice was absolutely serious though he was mocking her on the insides. Katherine? Beautiful, perhaps. But elegant? An elephant was probably more elegant than that brat. He returned to the meeting. "Of course, there are several more evidence. But unless you all want to take a look at it. I shall keep it for myself in case it got destroyed by unwanted factors." He smirked and took a step backward with a small shift of his head. "My report is done for now." He stated, simply waiting for a response.

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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Franki Hunter Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Aki Hiko Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Arian Vance Character Portrait: Lucy Donner Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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As Liam stood at his Mistress's side, he watched as her eyes traced the room. She took in everything. Apparently, something she saw garnered his immediate attention, as she nudged him in the side. Almost imperceptible was the signal, but Liam wouldn't have missed it if his life depended on it. So subtle that most anyone else would have missed it, Liam watched the soft turn of Cat's head and folowed her mischievous glare up to the second floor. As soon as his gaze fell upon the purple-haired girl, who leaned on the railing, he averted his gaze. He thought, for just a second, that their eyes met, but he wasn't sure. "Madoka..." Liam breathed, so quiet that no one would have heard it. It was so quiet, that he wasn't even sure he'd said it. Madoka had been Liam's friend from since their childhood. She was the younger sister of his best friend in the world, and she was the one he wanted to see the least. How could he face her after what he'd done? Liam's eyes found the dirt, and the quickly closed, blinking back tears. Liam knew that Cat expected better of him, and that their relationship was tenuous at best. She at least owed him enough to feign ignorance of the affair, but Liam knew not to expect much. After all, she was a Sonic, such relationships would probably be seen as treason.

Liam kept his silence as the others spoke. He agreed with Nemiel. The Air Blades had always been friendly with the Landers, if only because they weren't Sonics, but Nem was smarter than he let on. Alexandria spoke next, greeting the others politely. Liam thought he heard his Mistress snort at her formal way of speaking, but such a thing couldn't possibly be true. After all, the Mistress was a lady, as she so frequently reminded him, and ladies didn't snort. Liam had to admit, despite his worries, things were looking to be proceeding smoothly, even if Cat had sent more than a few barefaced taunts in Ryota's direction. That being said, she was acting surprisingly civil. Liam was quite impressed. However, with a few well-placed words, that pride vanished, replaced only with fear. As Michael, who passed out the folders on the Core attacks spoke, Liam watched as his Mistress became more and more agitated. Michael continued with his report, seemingly unphased, bringing up one Jackson Glenn, a member of the Wonderland. "I have evidence that suggests he was a double agent.” With that, Liam felt the pit of his stomach drop five hundred feet into the ground. Cat's eyes snapped up to meet Micael's, a look of anger flashed across her expression for a slight second. Finally, the calm shattered, and all hell broke loose. ”You’re insane.” Her words were venomous, followed by a step forward as she crossed her arms over her chest with an unconscious motion. ”You realize that you are accusing a member of Wonderland of betrayal.” Whatever chatter existed among the Landers was silenced with her words. If there was one thing that Cat did not tolerate, it was betrayal, and they all knew it. Liam felt he almost heard a collective nervous gulping. Liam made to step forward, behind his Mistress, but he knew better. She was just as likely to round on him as she was to snap at Michael at this point. Patience.

Unfortunately, it only got worse. Michael’s chuckle combined with Ryota’s words was enough to push Cat’s patience, which was of uncertain strength at best. Her hands were clenched shut into fists, and a faint shudder unnoticeable to most others, though Liam caught it, shook down her back at the accusation. She was literally shaking with fury. Any more and she was liable to attack just about anyone for no reason whatsoever. The glare in her eyes did not reflect humor in the slightest as the deep purple of her eyes was tinged with the chaos and darkness that roamed in its gaze, as if the entire party’s fears and despairs formed themselves into her glare. ”You dare accuse those of Wonderland of acts of betrayal?” Her voice no longer held that playful tone, but instead was a mixture of disbelief and fury.

Michael cocked his head, his calculating grey eyes took in the anger of Cat. He placed his hands loosely at his sides, not even moving to defend himself, waiting for Cat to finish speaking. Once she was done, Michael continued to wait, allowing the silence to stretch out as much as possible. Liam scoffed. He did always love to show off... Liam thought, though he kept it to himself. Finally, when he deemed that everyone had had enough with the waiting, Michael calmly opened his mouth to speak. "Is that all?" He asked quietly, eyeing Cat with the utter coldness of someone who wasn't afraid of death. "Shall we proceed? Or are we going to spend all this meeting explaining to you about my usage of words? If you have paid attention, I said 'evidence that suggests.' I did not accuse anyone of anything." He stated clearly, placing his hand on the table, unphased by Cat's anger. Liam tried to catch Michael's eye. He was always one to press whatever advantage he had, usually, it was an admirable trait. Here that kind of thinking would get him killed.

Liam, on the other hand, had had enough. From the look on Cat's face, she was about to make scarves out of Michael's intestines. Silently, Liam stepped forward and placed a firm hand on Cat's shoulder. Gently, he squeezed; a reminder. Cat would know what Liam was trying to say. His actions spoke much louder than words. Cat would know what Liam meant and he didn't even have to speak. He's just trying to get a rise out of you. If you yell and scream and carry on like you want to, you will appear weak. Allow me to handle this, please. You can punish me later. Liam thought quietly to himself. Although, if he knew Cat like he did, she probably knew exactly what he was thinking. That being said. Michael had insulted Liam's Mistress. Steps had to be taken, he was a guardian after all. "Watch yourself Michael. We're here to discuss a course of action, not waste each other's time with insults and accusations. Obviously, I will see to it that a full-scale inquiry is made in the matter of Jackson Glenn. I owe you a great debt, Michael. You gave me information and assistance when I needed it most, and for that you have my thanks. However, you mark my words and you mark them well, such things mean nothing to me. The next time you insult my Mistress, I will personally see to it that it's the last thing you ever do. That is not a threat, Michael. It's a promise. I don't care how valuable that head of yours is." When he had finished speaking to Michael, Liam stared him directly in the eyes. For almost a minute, Liam didn't my blink. Liam wasn't angry, no, he was furious, but instead of the hot, loud, anger that Landers usually displayed, Liam's eyes were cold. Within the golden eyes of the Savage Nymph, there was not a shred of mercy or warmth as they locked fiercely with Michael's grey eyes. For what seemed an eternity, Liam remained locked with Michael. If he weren't my charged with keeping the peace, Liam would have leveled Lunatic's business end at him, for extra emphasis. Liam had brutalized entire gangs for less than a few paltry words on his Mistress's command. However, instead, Liam turned away, disgusted, but as he did so, he felt cold. As if all the eyes in the room were on him. Truthfully, most of them were. His little stunt had garnered him the whole room's full attentions. Some eyes, mostly the Landers, were full of pride, and others, some Sonics and the majority of the Candy Crush, held only contempt. However, in this moment, Liam held the floor. Pressing his advantage, Liam continued to speak, increasing his volume so that all would hear him.

"A statement has been made Ladies and Gentlemen. This is something we can't ignore any longer. The Core is scared of us. Laugh if you will, but I know I'm right. The Core can't risk all out war, Minimum would be completely destroyed. If such a declaration was made against even just a single gang among us. Each gang represented here, from the roaring Sonic Boom," Liam paused after he said each name, gesturing to their respective corners of the room. "To the Sweet-Toothed Candy Crush, to the High-Flying Air Blades, to the thoroughly Mad Wonderland, has more than enough power on their own to see to it that Minimum will fall, should all out war become reality. However, such a course of action is, obviously, not within Minimum's best interests. We're a threat, and they're finally treating us like one. This is no time to celebrate like we might in the old days, where we could act with impunity because they couldn't find us. Now each Gang here has enough of a presence in Minimum that the locations of our separate headquarters are at risk of discovery. Obviously the Wonderland was targeted first. I can't say we're not the rowdiest of gangs, if not the most well-known after the Sonics. Our gang has always been famous for taking all comers, but such a practice must now come to an end. Gone are the days where we can accept anyone among us as long as they wish to see Minimum burn. If they can infiltrate the Wonderland, the other Gangs are just as much at risk. Recruitment will have to become much more selective. Steps must be made to ensure our safety. We cannot risk being expunged from the inside out just when our strength is reaching its peak. As Nemiel, the leader of the Air Blades, said earlier," here Liam gestured to the man who spoke before him. "Our in-fighting is only doing the Core's work for them, and it's certainly not doing us any favors, either. I know that I am neither a Leader nor a Lieutenant, and my opinion matters little in the grand scheme of things, but this must be said and it must be said now, while I have your attention. Our only option, to see the Core, and the horrendous mockery that is Minimum, burn to the ground is to join together. Call me mad, call me a fool, call me what you will, but I have said my piece. I suggest that our primary course of action is to stop flinging around insults and accusations long enough to figure out just what can be done to facilitate such a union."

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Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Aki Hiko Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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With a blink of his eyes, the blue flash once again dashed across Edwin’s eyes and then disappeared once more, faster than any one could register. Edwin took note of the longing gaze Liam had sent towards the Sonic Boom gang stands, unease rising within his heart. Why would a Lander be close to a Sonic Boom member. But he shook the thought away. Walking up towards the table, Edwin placed his hands down on the table, feeling the tension in the air. “First of all, thank you, Liam, for the wonderful speech. I must commend you, Katerina, for recruiting such a strong spokesperson and member within your gang.” He nodded at Liam and Katerina in turn before taking a step back, his eyes sleeping the members that stood in the stands and down near the table. “Might I remind everyone sitting here,” Edwin turned his head, looking at all the leaders and members standing there, his eyes dwindling on Cat and Michael, “I usually do not speak unless forced to, I am sure everyone here knows this.” He raised his hand to cover a cough, his phone buzzing in his left hand. “However, I would rather not see the structure that we ourselves have drafted, the Landers and Candy Crushes included, fall to ruin due to insolence and infighting.” His cool, dark blue eyes roamed the table once more, his face emotionless. “Michael, you must understand that what you just said was a personal insult to Katerina, head of the Landers. She is, for a reason, the head of one of the strongest Error groups currently within Minimum. Our leaders sitting here,” He turned his eyes towards the five leaders, nodding in turn, “Are sitting here due to their heightened prowess and stronger capabilities. Please, I do not wish to create a fight. But, I cannot watch as a rift is created between two of our most honorable members within the Error gang system within Minimum.”

A small smile formed on his face as he turned to look at Michael, his stance filled with authority. “I do not wish to make this a confrontation.” His eyes flickered an electric blue, a tiger-like figure appearing on his side, “But as one of the guardians of this meeting! Edwin projected his voice, looking at the people who stood on the stands, “I demand that there be decorum, respect, and substance to this meeting- which, I am sure, Michael, you will be able to fill with your reports.” Edwin glanced at Ryota, his Error fading away as suddenly as it had appeared. “I have stepped out of my boundaries as a second-in-command. I apologize, Katerina, Ryota, Alexandria, Nemiel, however, as one of the suggestors of the creation of such a gathering between the four Error Gangs within Minimum, I felt as if I should see what I created to rise into fruition, rather than rot before it even does anything.” Taking a step back, Edwin bowed his head at the leaders as a signal that he had finished speaking. He had spoken too much, anyways- but every time these ‘meetings’ were held, there always was inevitably a bit of arguing between different members of different groups.

His eyes moved towards the stands, watching the Errors that gathered on the stands, watching the small gathering around the rather elaborate table. They are…uncommonly quiet today. It was common for group members to speak up if they wished- it was part of the agreement. If they felt as if something was not going how they wished, if they did not like how someone spoke, the Errors could speak and voice their opinions loudly. This, obviously, caused skirmishes to sometimes happen, but that was exactly he reason why the guardians were appointed in the first place. The four guardians were chosen from each gang, Errors of power and standing within the respective Errors- but, obviously, the Leaders could not participate. Not only were they stronger- much stronger- than even their second-in-commands, but their personal ties, as per to the thoughts of some, would hinder the evaluation of different problems that would come to the grand council. Edwin had been the one to motion for such a large meeting to happen, travelling around meeting every gang that resided within Minimum, discovering his unnatural talent in being both a salesman and a spokesperson. But I never thought that this would just enforce the rifts between our groups. His eyes flickered the blue flash once again reappearing in his eyes as he stepped into his Error once more.

“You dare summon me at will?” The tiger walked up to him, across the desk, it’s fangs bared and claws unsheathed. “I did not mean to- I had to interject-“ But Edwin’s Error didn’t listen, it flicked it’s tail, sparks flying in the air. “Do not believe, child,” the tiger said, scathingly, “That because I haven’t killed you yet means that you have much longer to live.” The tiger’s eyes flashed a bright blue, sparks flying off of its tail again as it swished back and forth. Taking a step back, Edwin backed away from the tiger, his expression cautious as he watched the tiger walk up towards him, regal and furious. “I am my own master, child. I will never listen to you-,” And then the tiger was gone. Edwin shivered, but refrained from collapsing, scared that it would trigger a random explosion. A shaky sigh escaped his lips as Edwin once again focused on the events in front of him. That Michael better focus on sharing information…He does not want to be the object of Katerina’s wrath… He had seen her rage before- once. It had been a Sonic Boom member, callous enough to challenge her power and leadership skills. The member had been a promising one- extremely strong Error- but, now, the member was stuck in the asylum still frothing and screaming of his worst nightmares.

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Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Aki Hiko Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Arian Vance Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka Character Portrait: Albert "Alice" Heggens

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Madoka was staring at him, watching his every move with the intensity of a cheetah that had just spotted dinner. He looked up, meeting her gaze for what must have been a fraction of a second before looking back down. Madoka's breath caught in her throat, her heart skipping an extra beat. She stepped away from the banister, the choker around her neck glowing. No, no, no! Madoka had to calm down, otherwise she would unintentionally activate her Sonic Scream and knock out everyone's hearing.

Madoka clapped her hands over her mouth and took in three deep, slow breaths. The glow in her white choker receded and Madoka sunk to the floor, the arrows in her bag clattering against each other as her bag nestled into the girl's side, the sound of her weapons hardly audible above the chatter coming from below. What should she do? Madoka knew she had to wait until the meeting was over, that much was obvious, but was there some sort of rule about interaction after one of these sessions? She knew there was a rivalry between Lander's and Sonic Boom's, but if they were in the neutral zone then could they talk? There was still so much Madoka needed to learn. Perhaps she could ask Edwin quickly if it would be alright to talk to Liam after the meeting? Or would they think she was some kind of double crossing spy if she went to talk to Ryota's enemy?

Madoka stood once more after her heart rate had gone back to its normal rhythm. She gripped the banister, watching the four groups interact once more and catching the last of Edwin's little speech. “Are sitting here due to their heightened prowess and stronger capabilities. Please, I do not wish to create a fight. But, I cannot watch as a rift is created between two of our most honorable members within the Error gang system within Minimum.” At least someone knew what they were doing; Edwin always seemed so cool and put together. It was almost as though nothing bothered him, or at least on the outside it appeared that way. Sometimes Madoka wondered if anything made that man tick and if there was something that did it, what was it? Unfortunately, Madoka was one of those people that liked to have a mental list of everyone's weaknesses in case something happened and she suddenly found herself needing to take them out.

Eventually she grew bored of listening and staring and so Madoka went to sit against the wall once more. At least against the wall she could doze off for a bit to catch up on that great dream she had been having before Edward woke her up to come to this meeting. Now that Madoka thought about, why had she been so excited to come in the first place? Maybe her gut had told her Liam might be here, or maybe she was hoping it would be a lot cooler than this? Then she remembered, Madoka had wanted to assess the abilities of the other Errors in Minimum.

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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Franki Hunter Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Aki Hiko Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Arian Vance Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Phin Xehagera Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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Ryota kept quiet; for the first time he chose not to retaliate to Cat's comment, even though he was tempted to lash out at her. Keeping his cool, he allowed Laim and Edwin to clam the situation. He listened to every word replying them in his head. He gave a proud smile at Edwin. Ryota believes he is extremely blessed to have Edwin; who knows how much trouble he would be in if it wasn't for Edwin calming him down. He couldn't exclude the other gang members as well, they were always there when he needed them...something he could never do.

Glancing over at Edwin, Ryota noticed he was unnatural nervous. It was a difficult thing to cause Edwin to change expression, so Ryota could only guess it was his Error. Glancing over at Edwin, he waited for him to calm himself. Ryota whispered quietly, so that only Edwin could hear him, "Edwin you need to rest. I can handle the rest from here." Ryota gave Edwin a thankful smile, and waited for him to seat himself, before standing up himself and speaking.

"Well, we all seem to be in a dilemma. This news, rather real or fake is extremely troubling. But it can also be used to are advantage, can it not?" Ryota gave a sneaky grin at everyone seating themselves around the table. "I believe Liam and Edwin are both right. And thanks to Michael's information, don't you think we understand what Core is trying to play? Think about it. In Core's mind, we are all a bunch of mindless animals, who don't know anything. But we are going to change that."

Ryota went silent for a minute to make sure everyone was paying attention, even the members who were watching from up above, "We are going to fight back...but not in the way Core expects us to. We are going to fight fire with fire. In short we need to send in our own spy." Ryota could feel the tension in the room building, it was almost suffocating. He could see the doubt of the members up above, though the ones around him, held deep expressions. He took this chance to explain his case.

"Just hear me out. Of course it would be stupid to send a spy to Mitsuki personally. But what if he befriended someone close to Mitsuki? Someone like the new member of Core, Isana. Anyone can figure out how important he is to Mitsuki, but why?" He fell silent, allowing everyone to ponder on his question for a bit.

Ryota continued to speak, "Because whoever this Isana is, he knows something that Mitsuki doesn't want out! I mean have you ever seen the guards on that kid, it's ridiculous. I have seen him a few times, but never by himself. He is always protected by Mitsuki's creepy dolls. He isn't reachable; the way Mitsuki wishes it to stay. But we are going to shake up Mitsuki's plans. We need to force Core to react. Make them understand that Hitaus' are a force to be reckoned with. And the only way to make that happen is to attack them from the inside."

Ryota sat down as he registered the idea in his head, "Still there are set backs to this plan. For one it isn't like it will be easy for whoever tries to befriend Isana. Since whoever goes has to be extremely brave and loyal, for reasons everyone understands. As their life my be on the line, if found out. Lastly, they will have to be willing to suck up to Core. Become someone who they aren't. Just until they get enough information."

With a heavy sigh Ryota sat back in his seat, his previous serious expression could no longer be seen, as he quickly replaced it with a laid back smile. "Well, that is all I've got. What do you guys think?"

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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Franki Hunter Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Aki Hiko Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Arian Vance Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Phin Xehagera Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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Kaleb listened to the words of other closely. And when Cat exploded, he took her hand gently, giving her a smile. "Peace, please? Micheal does not mean harm..." He insisted, knowing Micheal very well as well as Cat. She was pissed, but he took it as his job to keep her slightly calm. He sent Micheal a small smile, hoping to get him not to piss Cat off much more. He did not need people turning on his friends.

He stood up, deciding to speak. He was rare, and people usually could not hear him very well because he was usually quiet. But Kaleb hoped that Liam or Cat could say it louder for him. First, he turned to Liam and gave a timid and shy smile. "You would be a better lieutenant any time." And then he turned to the group take a moment and a breath. "I... I kinda... Like Ryota-kun's idea... B-But... We-We would well... Maybe... Uh... have someone... Of higher rank... Be-Because... It could well... Ensure loyalty... And... If found out... They... Well would have a higher chance... Of surviving... C-Core is strong... But so are we... L-Liam was right..." Kaleb said, aware that his voice was varying in sound, "T-They are scared... Or... Well... Otherwise we would not be at war... And no spies would be needed."

Kaleb poked his fingers together nervously. [color=purple]"I... I know that... Well... No one wishes to give... Up a leader... But... I think that... The calmer the better... Because... Well... A calm head thinks better in rushes... And... I'll just be quiet now."[color] Kaleb felt stupid. He didn't even know if he contributed in the least to what was going on... He sat back down, hanging his head. His hands were shaking greatly. Why was he the lieutenant again? Oh yeah... His friend.

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Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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Nem chuckled to himself as Ryota stumbled over his words a little and looked somewhat embarrassed at the comment. But then he was always a little distant during these meetings, they all were if Nem was honest with himself. The past they shared usually resulted in the four of them being somewhat distracted and not all too focused on what was being decided save when they finally came crashing back to the present or the old hatreds burned a little brighter than usual. Either way it normally meant for a good round of entertainment till something hit too close to home and they either went all out or walked away, with the former happing more often than not till someone forced the latter to occur. His mind was almost drifting as he could feel his vision blurring and tinting, just like…



His body ached, and he felt shaken and lost. He could feel something pounding inside his skull, deep and never-ending. A loudness, a echoing sound which entered his head and that’s all he could feel. Nothing could be that loud and just be sound. He walked through the rooms as If nothing was different but it seemed darker than usual, somehow empty. He could feel a warm wetness spreading down his arm, dripping from his fingers. His skin tingled and his breathing was difficult. The smoke pressing in on him, its taste cloying and overwhelming in his throat. The smell of burning flowers was all around him, their scent almost lost in the smoke; yet, cutting through it all was the smell of burnt meat.




Shaking his head he refocused on the present, his sight aligning with the set of dice he had resting in the palm of his hand, he’d been throwing them up and down without even being aware of doing so till his hand had clenched on them hard enough to pierce the skin. Not to mention that he’d been completely lost in thought to the point where the talking all around had simply become a faint drone at the back of his mind. Coming back to the present he mentally tried to piece together what he may have missed of the meeting so far.

He listened to the back and forth of the discussion, enjoying the agitation that was rife even amongst those whose purpose here was to keep the peace. Some things never change, you can’t stop them being themselves. He glanced to his side to see that dear Ray Ray was becoming quite bored with proceedings as per usual, and given her joke as they’d been approaching he was wondering why she hadn’t simply done something along the lines of tap-dancing across the table simply to make light of events, but then again she was on her best behaviour at these meetings unless she wanted to cause friction and displease Nem.

I suggest that our primary course of action is to stop flinging around insults and accusations long enough to figure out just what can be done to facilitate such a union."

Nem chuckled slightly and smiled over at Liam as he finished speaking, mulling over his words while Edwin pipped up with yet another inspiring speech directed at them all.

“I apologize, Katerina, Ryota, Alexandria, Nemiel, however, as one of the suggestors of the creation of such a gathering between the four Error Gangs within Minimum, I felt as if I should see what I created to rise into fruition, rather than rot before it even does anything.”

Once they were both finished Ryoto followed up with a rather strange suggestion.

"Well, that is all I've got. What do you guys think?"

In the silence that seemed to stretch out following the idea of planting a spy within the core Nem caught a faint whisper of an addition coming from a rather distant member of the gathering. Her comments were interesting, if a little vague and uncertain.

”Well my dear boys, don’t you both have a gift of rhetoric? Now I love listening to all your pleas and cries for peace and harmony but the point where you declared all out war against the Core is little short of insanity. Yes, there are only a small number of Core, however they are not alone and if it was to result in our destruction or the lives of Minimum. They’d most likely class them as casualties of war. We’re a thorn in their side, one they’d gladly destroy and rejoice over that fact in a heartbeat. They haven’t done so because we’re far reaching and hidden deep, each in our own ways, and because they enjoy playing with us as a cat toys with its prey. We may have some advantages but don’t think we’re the stronger in this fight. We’re the underdogs plain and simple. But that doesn't mean we're not still able to make them hurt.”

He looked towards Ryoto before sighing a little, more to himself at admitting this but he decided to plough on through anyways..

”And as much as I’d hate to agree with anything you say lad, your suggestion of someone on the inside may prove to be our winning hand in this. Because eventually we’re going to have to take the fight to them in one way or another and better we do so on our terms rather than theirs.”

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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Amira Lucas Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Aki Hiko Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Arian Vance Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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Michael inclined his head, clapping his hands softly at Liam's mini-speech. "Very well said, my friend." He said calmly, smiling like nothing had just happened. Quite frankly, nothing had just happened at all. At least according to him. If a leader could not even keep their calm, they really shouldn't be a leader. Hot-headed fools were no leader material. He stepped backward, giving room for the other to speak, raising an eyebrow at Ryota's bold suggestion and then at Kaleb. Ah, what an interesting idea. What should he do now? Running a hand through his hair, Michael tapped his fingers on the table softly, appearing to be deep in thought. Should he even consider this? He could be dead if he wasn't careful. But... Death was just also another foolish limitation, correct? Why should at he fear death? What if there was a limitless world after it? People feared what they did not know or understand. Michael was pretty sure he had seen the dark side of the world. More so than that Madoka girl. Yes, she was not a member for nothing. But... She wasn't that evil. She didn't have the heart to do what people considered immoral in order to archive their goals. He could. He understood it more so than most.

Making up his mind, Michael looked up, meeting eyes with each leader respectfully before he opened his mouth to speak. "Kuni is correct. Miss Little Lion over there lacks what I can call... The will to do evil things." He said softly, not provoking anyone, merely stating a fact. "Miss Lion, could you look at each of us straight in the eyes and tell me that you could kill a person's lover or their parents in order to archive what we are hoping you could do? Could you wrap your fingers around their necks and squeeze the life out of them if they accidentally see you giving us a message? Could you watch the life dies in their eyes, knowing that you are the reason a person's life is lost? And their family grieving for what you did?" He asked calmly, placing his hand on the table.

"I am not famous. Nor am I any important. Yes, I do admit, my intelligence can be a bit higher than some people. But a lot of people are smart. And my future wife here is smarter than anyone I know. I believe if, by the sheer chance that I'm caught with no way out of it, I can commit suicide just fine without a hint of regret. I can kill without batting an eyelash and as Aid has said before, my information is organised neatly and straight to the point. I do not do things in a biased way. I write what I see and I write no lie. Perhaps it is best that I become the sacrifice pawn for the good of this chess game. I can still make friends with the newbie. He is mentally unstable after all. Much like my sister. I don't need anything in exchange for this. I merely want you all to promise me something if you let me go. Protect my sister. Take care of her." He said softly, running a hand through his hair slowly.

"And as much as I want to deny it, I hold some dirt on some members of Core. So I know it's not going to be a problem trying to find a position. I have a plan though..." He said softly, leaning closer so he could whisper out the words instead of speaking it aloud. "Instead of spying, why don't we do an assassinate mission? We all want him dead, correct? Or at least injured and helpless. I can infiltrate his rank and spy on you... But that's it. i can only do so much with my power. I'm that physically strong compared to some of you... So if I may be so bold as to suggest another person with me..." He said softly, his eyes shifted to each person before he stopped at Liam's place. "Liam... Would you like to do this with me? You are physically strong and is a very good soldier. You are famous, correct. But your nickname is the Savage Nymph for a reason, correct? You are not a Lieutenant either. We can easily arrange this so that it appears Liam and I betray you all and wish to search for a safe place in Core. Liam is strong. I can help him gain people's trust until the right time and he destroys Core from the inside while you all on the outside. It's going to be hard and risky, yes. But I am well informed and I can twist words for my own needs." He said softly, leaning closer.

"So? What do you think, leaders? It is at least worthy of your consideration, right? If you are too afraid you will lose a strong person, I will also stand out to be the sacrifice pawn. I just want Core dead. Mainly because I hate limitations. And they are the limitations I need to overcome in order to archive my freedom. So please, let me do this." He said, his voice returned to normal volume after speaking out the plan. He hoped they would at least approve. Why a spy when you could get an assassin?

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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Franki Hunter Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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I’ll kill him…

Angry would be a severe understatement for the word that would describe the look on Cat’s face as Michael spoke his words, the purple in her eyes was clouded over with a sense of hatred. If one were to take a glance into her eyes at the moment, the dark shadows that mingled with the deep purple would bring anyone to their knees. However, at the moment, all she could see were the strange dolls that danced around Michael’s feet, and one touch, simple one pull at the chain that stretched from him toward the ground, he would be able to truly see these phantom dolls morphed from his fear itself. No, angry was not nearly a word enough to describe her state, the curling of her fingers, nor the look in her eyes as she glanced at the rose he held in her direction. ”A beautiful rose for a beautiful and elegant lady.” Ha. Ha. It was as if the hint of death lingered in the air, and it was evident on the smile on Cat’s face as she stepped forth and reached over, her fingers lingering on his hand for a slight second. It was all she needed to begin the downward spiral toward insanity for him, simply a touch, and she would make him bow to her. ”Watch yourself Michael.” The firm hand on her shoulder made her grind her teeth. She knew exactly whose hand that belonged to, and the outburst of power that was ready to seep through her fingertips was forced back, simply so that it wouldn’t seep toward the man who now stood behind her. The rose was flung down, and then grinded under her feet into the rocky ground. She could hear Liam’s words flowing out in a fluid motion. He has always been a great speaker. However, even so, the look in her eyes as she turned to give him a glance promised murder. ”Call me mad, call me a fool, call me what you will, but I have said my piece. I suggest that our primary course of action is to stop flinging around insults and accusations long enough to figure out just what can be done to facilitate such a union.” A faint smirk flashed across her face as Cat shook her head, and a faint mumble of ”Fool” was heard. He was the only one that dared to stop her from placing the man in front of her into a mental asylum, but then again, he was the only one capable. ”Peace, please? Michael does not mean harm…” The faint voice was heard along with the touch on her hand, her eyes turning dangerously to her second-in-command, who she has yet to accept as her second-in-command. ”He’s not capable of harm.” Not to her. Fear held power, one not to be reckoned with, and as the leader of Wonderland, she was not ready to back down from such a confrontation.

”First of all, thank you, Liam, for the wonderful speech. I must commend you, Katerina, for recruiting such a strong spokesperson and member within your gang.” She was furious, but at least she was reasonable. Her gaze held no menace at the second-in-command of Sonic Boom, the tension in her shoulders loosening slightly. ”I have stepped out of my boundaries as a second-in-command. I apologize, Katerina, Ryota, Alexandria, Nemiel, however, as one of the creators of such a gathering between the four Error Gangs within Minimum, I felt as if I should see what I created to rise into fruition, rather than rot before it even does anything.” Her eyes flickered curiously toward the tiger-like figure at his side, but it disappeared as suddenly as it appeared. However, her laughter followed his words, a laughter that was tinged with amusement and bitterness. The sound of her laughter broke the silence that followed, and the faint swoosh of her dress against the ground signaled her turn, shaking her head in a hint of amusement as she turned away from the groups in the center, her steps carrying her back to where she originally stood. ”Sonic Boom. Always the peacekeepers.” Her voice held a tinge of sarcasm, but nonetheless, she was impressed by Edwin’s speech. ”I shall let this be.” It wasn’t like her to back down from a fight, especially not to one that has personally insulted her, but the two speeches from the members of the two different gangs touched on her amusement. ”However, cross me again, Michael. Insult my gang one more time with implications of betrayal.” Her eyes flickered to the man she held with hatred. What once was a friendly relationship now turned to dust. ”And you’ll pay the price. Dearly. Perhaps with your sanity to start.” Her words were heavy, and her eyes did not show hints of humor.

The moment’s peace was shattered, by the voice of one man. It didn’t take even a half a second for Cat to figure out who the voice belonged to. ”Edwin you need to rest. I can handle the rest from here.” Here we go. Her eyes turned toward the speaker, who seemed to have something in mind, one that touched her interest. ”We are going to fight back… but not in the way Core expects us to. We are going to fight fire with fire. In short we need to send in our own spy.” His voice was followed by a dark shadow in her gaze, her arms crossing over her dress as her eyes flickered for a split second toward Liam. "I… I kinda… Like Ryota-kun’s idea… B-But… We-We would well… Maybe… Uh.. have someone… Of higher rank… Be-Because… It could well.. Ensure loyalty… And.. If found out… They… Well would have a higher chance… Of surviving… C-Core is strong… But so are we… L-Liam was right… T-They are scared… Or… Well… Otherwise we would not be at war… And no spies would be needed.” If one could see Cat’s face during Kaleb’s speech, they would find hints of humor mixed with annoyance at his hesitation. Oh, just get on with it… A faint roll of her eyes was sent to him at what he was suggesting. To befriend this Isana, his plan suggested. There are but few within Wonderland that can display this form of deception, for all of Wonderland was exceptionally blunt and rash. ”I… I know that… Well… No one wishes to give… Up a leader… But… I think that… The calmer the better… Because… Well… A calm head thinks better in rushes… And… I’ll just be quiet now.” A faint chuckle escaped her lips. No one was going to give up a leader, she was sure of that. They were the cornerstones of the Error gangs. One loss, and it might have been the key to taking down Minimum. However, she was not about to let her members into the field. She has already lost enough from the attack the day before.

”As much as I’d hate to agree with anything you say lad, your suggestion of someone on the inside may prove to be our winning hand in this. Because eventually we’re going to have to take the fight to them in one way or another and better we do so on our terms rather than theirs.” Traitor. Her mouth voiced this word toward Nem, who she gave a scowl to. Cat was not one to think rationally when it comes to anything that involves Ryota, and for that, she was not about to agree to his plan. Not even for a second, especially if it meant placing her members into dangerous situations once again. ”Whatever you’re suggesting, Ryo.” His nickname was so familiar, yet her eyes did not show hints of familiarity, ”Leave Wonderland out of it.” Her voice was final, decisive. Perhaps the others would not understand her decision, but she understood it perfectly. Ryota was working with Mitsuki. That she is absolutely certain of. On what? She does not know, but she was not going to send any of her members into this chaotic mix of betrayal and lies.

Then came that abominable voice, the one that made her clench her fist with simply its sound. ”I am not famous. Nor am I any important. Yes, I do admit, my intelligence can be a bit higher than some people.” With that, she nearly reached down and threw her shoes at the obnoxious speaker. Her mind immediately blocked out his words, unable to contain herself with one more word from him. Although a certain line caught her ears. ”Liam… Would you like to do this with me? You are physically strong and is a very good soldier. You are famous, correct. But your nickname is the Savage Nymph for a reason, correct?” Could he notice the faint movement in her hands? The small but firms steps she took, each closer to the speaker. ”Enough!” Her voice boomed. That was enough. The bottom line. ”Michael Parkinson. If you wish to die, I will not stop you.” In fact, she welcomes it. ”But hear this and hear it well. Liam will not be accompanying you on your suicide mission.” His phantom chain was inches from her feet, and she kicked at it, simply moving it out of her way so that she would not be tempted to grab it. ”You want to know what I think? I think you’re a fool.” Her eyes flickered around the room. They were all fools, believing even for a second what the leader of Sonic Boom says. But I know the truth. ”And you will not be dragging any of my members into this. Especially not Liam.” The glance sent toward Liam did not leave any room for questioning. He was not going, unless it was over her dead body. I am not losing him. Her gaze darkened at the thought, and she clenched her teeth, her anger spilling from her words, all tinged with venom. ”Place your trust in Ryo, and you’ll find it awfully misplaced.” The sound of laughter escaped her lips, but it was not of amusement, instead it was of bitterness and… Pain? ”Go ahead, do what you all must.” Her words were directed to Nem and Alex, both of whom she had not seen in a while. However, they still remained so familiar, and dear to her. And I wish you all no harm. But she was not talented at expressing such notions, her protectiveness disguised behind what others claim as blind rage. ”But I will not be betrayed again.” Her last words were clearly directed at the leader of Sonic Boom, and with that, she turned from the ground, her steps carrying her away from the Truce Zone. She could hear shouts, insults, and mad laughter coming from her own gang, but she took no notice of it.

My Wonderland. My rules.

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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Franki Hunter Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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All she could do for the moment was to listen attentively to everything that was being said, and though there were instances where she had to bite her lip to refrain herself from speaking out the meeting; even so, Alex was pleased with her decision not to speak her mind out until she finally did. Alex could notice more than a few members activating their errors and could not help but to be displeased, even though they had to be alert from any possible dangers it did not mean that there was any need for error activation. She was tempted to activate her own and render all of their errors useless for the remaining lapse of the meeting but she did not because it would only cause more damage than it would do it good, beside that would defeat the purpose of a meeting without error activation. Alexandria nodded at the information that Michael had provided, knowing he would not fail her in providing what she had asked for earlier in the morning and soon after heard Nem and Ryota speak. She was not surprised at Cat's anger, even prior to all of their problems she had always been very emotional and mischievous, it was Nem's avoidance which still caught her in surprise, he had but glanced at her during the course of the meeting as he had done ever since they parted separate ways.

She remembered what it was like before things went to hell, back when all of them were friends, and felt as if it had been an eternity; made her wonder if they would ever go back to being friends. Alex shook her head again, reminding herself to think objectively when others began speaking and presented the theory of sending spies to infiltrate the core. It wasn't until Michael suggested himself and Liam to be the spies that Alex's mood heighten to an almost angered state. Alex gave Michael a glare, knowing he had already said more than what it was required, something she would have not mind in their usual meetings back at NORA, but still knowing he had overstepped his boundaries. She almost sided with Katerina but decided against it knowing that was not the best diplomatic solution, it wasn't until Cat almost exploded that Alex began talking again, "do what you must," she said. Alex nodded remembering Katerina on her better days, back when she didn't see anyone as a potential enemy that could hurt her and betray her. Inevitably, Alex felt melancholic, "But I will not be betrayed again," said Katerina before leaving the meeting.

Alex spoke before any more members of Wonderland could rightfully follow after Katerina. "It was never our intention to insult Wonderland or any other of the gangs,"
she said with a determinate tone, not wanting to spend even just a second more on the matter, perhaps not caring if they believed her or not, she waited for a few seconds. "Back to more pressing matters, the truth of the matter stands, this is a war that cannot be won without knowing what the enemy is thinking, without having an someone in the inside. There is no doubt that they've had the upper hand many times but only because they have always been one step ahead of us." Alexandria could not avoid to clench her fist upon her last statement, "I do not like the idea any more than any of you but I agree that this is our best chance."

"I will however, offer myself to take on the position Michael was so reluctant to take earlier. I cannot and will not suggest anyone else for such position, I shouldn't have to say this mostly because it is quite obvious but odds are not on favor to whomever decides to become the spy and the chances of their survival are almost non existent. I simply refuse to take any part of the blood spill that may fall upon whoever else takes on this position even when I have quite possibly signed my own death warrant."

Before she could be interrupted by Michael or any other member of the Candy Crush she simply restated in a matter of fact, "I will not have any one else die by my hand." Alexandria did not doubt Michael's abilities in the least but that did not mean she would expose him or anyone else in Candy Crush if there was something she could do to stop it.

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Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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As soon as he finished, Nem knew that agreeing with Ryo on this was never going to end well. Even though it was most likely their best chance, and at the same time their most risky given who was suggesting it, they didn’t have a whole lot of other options available. When Michael began to speak again Nem was simply becoming more and more bored with his constant prattle, he’d always been dull as far as the Air Gear leader was concerned but the guys history with Alex, no Alexandria he corrected himself, had caused him to regard the member of Candy Crush with something approaching loathing. Though at his suggestion that he himself would go on this almost suicidal mission Nem had almost smiled but then again he too had been tempted to volunteer if only to allow him a chance of revenge. Clearly he’d given it some thought in that he appeared to have his entire life planned out and what he was saying was fast becoming akin to a last will and testament given pre-humously and that fact only served to make the whole affair more depressing. Sadly as far as he was concerned Michael would probably bore the new member of Core as much as he does everyone else, given this meeting alone, never mind those previously.

Just as his patience with this gathering was beginning to wear thin and his body becoming jittery as he disliked remaining still for too long and he could feel himself needing to do something beyond sitting here, Ray decided to make herself the centre of attention again. And as amusing as it may well be to see her break decorum like that her comments about the sister struck a nerve with Nem, in addition to her making it look like he had no control of his gang.

”I know I said not to let it descend into madness but I want you back in your seat, Rachel. Now, please.”
His tone was somewhat icy, as his eyes narrowed towards her. The majority of his anger was due to conflicting emotions inside his own head rather than her actions but his rage was still bubbling under the surface.

As soon as he’d finished speaking the room was filled with the loud echo of Cat’s scream, which in some ways he’d been expecting. The look she’d shot him as soon as he’d agreed with Ryo told him something was going to happen, though as she stated her view on matters it turned out she was certainly in a much calmer, controlled state than he had been expecting.
And as she made to leave her parting words left him in no uncertain terms that when he tried to talk to her later on, since while he was tempted to follow her now he knew she’d be just as likely to attack as to stay her hand right now.

"But I will not be betrayed again."

There followed a great deal of uncertainty as the sound of Cat’s footsteps could still be heard as she made her way out, though before anyone else could speak the voice of Candy Crush’s leader filled the void left by the absence of Wonderlands’.

"It was never our intention to insult Wonderland or any other of the gangs,"

She began before continuing to build upon the idea that had been suggested first by the supposed traitor in their midst, who while the evidence was somewhat lacking was still someone that Nem was not willing to trust completely since he felt Cat’s word in this was more dependable but had yet to decide where he believed his loyalties lay.

As Alexandria offered herself up as the one to infiltrate the Core and spy for them Nem had to force himself not to react which took almost all of his self restraint and it was a moment or two before he realised he’d also stopped his breathing. Taking as subtle a gulp of air as he could manage he shook his head before speaking, hoping he could keep a calmness in his voice while he spoke, locking eyes with Alex unflinchingly as he did so.

”Sadly it’s not that simple. We are needed to head up our gangs, and cannot abandon that as much as we’d prefer too if it’ll do some better good elsewhere. But that is not a solution we can perform, or I’d have volunteered myself.

He paused for a moment before continuing and he knew this would likely direct her ire but he couldn’t think of anything else to add.

”And no need to place you, or your members in harm’s way when you’re much better suited to gathering information directly anyways.”

He looked away slightly as he finished, only then realising that he may well have made himself look like a fool. He may as well have said I don’t want you to put yourself in danger.

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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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"Edwin you need to rest. I can handle the rest from here." Edwin did sit down at the beckoning of Ryota, but it didn’t matter much as it was obvious that whatever Ryota would say, it would only create more havoc. Especially with the Wonderland leader… Edwin glanced at Katerina before focusing once more on the back of Ryota’s head. At least, the idea of the spy was pretty receptive, especially amongst Nemiel and Ryota- much less so with the second-in-command for Wonderland- but it seemed as if it were to be set in stone. Edwin looked at the members present, his eyes lingering on Alexandria and Katerina as they kept silent, not sure what their plans were at all. Will this ‘spy’ idea get past the four gangs? The gang meetings had been held a mere ten times, and each time had ended either in utter havoc and outrage, or with tensions increased between the four separate groups of Hiatuses. This trend has to stop, somehow. A sigh escaped his lips as Edwin flipped open his phone and then closed it again, the light snaps of the old cell phone mixing into the air with the light chattering that only grew stronger and stronger from the stands where the other members of the four gangs stood.

Then, Michael Parkinson spoke. Immediately, the hall quieted as all the members within knew what was going to happen- and that whatever Michael said would only set off the time bomb known as Katerina Ainsley. "Instead of spying, why don't we do an assassinate mission?” Edwin closed his eyes, pursing his lips as he started to shake his head. The screen on his phone flashed as Edwin heard a rumbling laugh encircle his mind, his Error taking glee in the idea. Yes! Yes, join this ‘assassin plan’, Edwin Adler Ashford! Kill yourself, leave me be and die at the hands of Mitsuki and Core! Join so I may be rid of you; join so that I may see you die sooner than later! A shudder escaped Edwin as he watched the dim profile of his electric blue tiger leap around in the air, invisible to all but Edwin. It’s leer wide and it’s teeth sharp, as it suddenly came to a stop in front of Edwin’s face. Die. Suddenly, the tiger vanished, leaving Edwin nothing but ashen-faced and slightly shaken. This mission cannot be put forth. If He is acting like this…then we are no match for Core at all- Quickly, Edwin jerked his head up, but was distracted as Rachel Donzen rolled across the table and towards Michael, the large smile that so characterized her every action etched across her face. “I’m a good baby sitter! Great with retarded children! Retards love me!” Edwin raised an eyebrow at Rachel, though he knew the Air Gear second-in-command well enough to know she didn’t mean any ill intent. Anyways, I must protest against the idea of sending assassins to Cor-

The time bomb had been set off. “Enough! Michael Parkinson. If you wish to die, I will not stop you.” Edwin winced at the harsh tone of Katerina’s voice, his already ashen look paling by a few degrees as he made sure to not catch the look in her eyes for fear that her Error would affect him. “But hear this and hear it well. Liam will not be accompanying you on your suicide mission. You want to know what I think? I think you’re a fool.” Edwin winced at the last few words; the Candy Crushers took pride in their intelligence and rarely let such a quip go past. It didn’t matter much anyways- the meeting had to continue. After a few more scathing words, Katerina left, her black hair swishing in the air as she left the truce zone. Mad laughter filled the air as her subordinates clamored after her dramatic exit, the other gang members booing and hissing from their respective seats. “Decorum! Edwin’s eyes flashed a deadly blue as he looked over the four gang areas, a grim frown set on his face, forcing the members into silence before the leaders could speak again. Why does she have to do this nearly everytime? Casting a slightly annoyed look at the doorway, Edwin shook his head as the last strands of Katerina’s hair disappeared from the darkened corridor that the Wonderlands used as their entrance to the Truce Hall. At least her gang will not take it as a cue to leave the Truce Hall anymore... A quick glance at the Wonderlanders showed that none had budged, though their triumphant and mad grins were still in place as they leered at the remainder of the Hiatuses who stood in the center of the room.

“I will, however, offer myself to take on the position Michael was so reluctant to take earlier.” The jeering smiles did not abet when the leader of the Candy Crushers spoke, offering herself as the suicidal assassin in the mission that Michael proposed. No. Edwin cast a glance at Ryota before looking back at the other Hiatuses that sat around the table. This mission won’t succeed- it will only end in failure! Nemiel spoke up right after Alexandria, "Sadly it’s not that simple. We are needed to head up our gangs, and cannot abandon that as much as we’d prefer too if it’ll do some better good elsewhere. But that is not a solution we can perform, or I’d have volunteered myself.” Edwin sighed, allowing silence to sink in first before opening his mouth to speak, though this time he kept himself seated in the hard-back chair that he had sat in for the past ten times the gang meetings had been held, with the word ‘Guardian’ firmly printed into the back of the seat. “Will this… “mission” actually succeed?” Edwin asked, casting a tired glance over those who were assembled at the table, ignoring the dark muttering that came from the stands above. “It is not unlike we have not tried this before. We have sent members in the attempt to take Isana, Mitsuki, Yuuki’s head, amongst others.” He raised a hand to push back his bangs before letting it slip down and once again fall back onto the armrest of his chair. “And what do we have, now? What have these ‘missions’ done for us besides increase the number of bodies that continues to pile up within our respective gangs? I am sorry, Michael and Alexandria,” Edwin turned his head to look at the two, his face emotionless as he looked at the Candy Crush leader and her fiancé, “I do not wish to see any Hiatus that currently is within this stadium to further sacrifice themselves for a lost cause- a cause we all know will not work. It would be better if we do what Ryota said earlier.” Edwin sighed, crossing his legs under the table as he rested his head against a hand, tired from both the meeting and from his Error. “Send infiltrators into Core, ones that are trustworthy and capable of shielding themselves from harm and suspicion. We, the rest, shall continuously make sure to create problems to distract Core from the probability of having moles in their ranks.” He lifted his head off of his hand, his eyes roving the others slowly once more. “That is the only thing I can think of to ensure that no other Hiatus dies at an age too early for death. We shall retrieve these spies within the time span of two weeks; I am sure that is enough time to figure out the general movement and plans for Core.” Standing up, Edwin sighed and started to pace around, moving away from the area of the Sonic Boom gang and slowly pacing into that of the Wonderlanders. “We are strong; but we are few and shattered, arguing with one another over the most trivial of things. I cannot see a tattered force as ours fighting against the highly unified team under Mitsuki.”

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Character Portrait: Kaleb "Kuni" Kate Character Portrait: Madoka Oshino Character Portrait: Michael Parkinson Character Portrait: Katerina "Cat" Ainsley Character Portrait: Rachel Donzen Character Portrait: Edwin Adler Ashford Character Portrait: Nia Dione Character Portrait: Willam "Liam" Hayes Character Portrait: Nemiel Kestyr Character Portrait: Alexandria Daenerys Drakone Character Portrait: Ryota Osaka

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The meeting certainly seemed to come off at a great start-- for all of five minutes, anyway, until the Ainsley Cat (predictably) began to take offense at the slightest provocation. Nia, for her part, remained inconspicuously settled at her seat; she found little to add to what was quickly becoming the most productive gathering yet. 'Tenth -- or is it eleventh, now? -- time's the charm.' She almost wanted to sigh in a bout of mental exhaustion at just remembering all the failed attempts until now, all the hours and animosity that amounted to nothing at all. For as quiet as she was at these things (Nia left most of the grandeur and talk to Edwin, he'd always had a better talent for that), she was always one of the first to leap into action: disrupting fights, holding back Core if they were found, and whatever else there could be. The fact that she'd had to so often made her skeptical that an alliance could ever be reached, 'But god knows we're just waiting for the bullet otherwise.'

But, in the mean time, Nia simply kept her silence and allowed her blank gaze to wander; taking in the room for signs of danger throughout most of Liam and Edwin's speeches (because it wasn't as if the meeting was a secret and surely, if there had been a spy in Wonderland, then Core must have heard of it by now). It wasn't until the double-agent assignment became an assassination mission that Nia focused the majority of her attention back on the meeting, eyes narrowing a fraction at Michael. 'So quick to volunteer, so willing to die. I wonder--' ”Finally a job worthy of my talents!” At that moment, for the first time that night, Nia inadvertently brought a hand to her forehead and sighed as if under the weight of the world; feeling infinitely older and more exhausted than she had a damn right to feel.

It was a strange and distinctly unpleasant sensation, she'd thought, when it had happened the first time they'd met. One that Nia only seemed to experience in her presence. It sparked an equally strange urge to leave and never see her again.

'No seriously, what the fuck.'

It took her a good few seconds before Nia could bring herself to look up again with her typical stoic expression, and at seeing Rachel again she was hit with an overwhelming desire to rinse and repeat. Thankfully (or perhaps not), it was then that the Ainsley Cat promptly decided to blow up in the face of all the gangs; storming out in the wake of a mountain of insults (and enough insinuations to make Nia visibly bristle in defense-- in her case, a chilling quiet and an icy stare). She was glad for Edwin's immediate demand for silence, although it did little to rid the room of the tension that Katerina had left behind. 'Again, whatever it is between her and Ryota, I'll never want to know.'

Nia took notice of the resulting discussion as much as she had before, glance shifting between members until it landed back on Edwin. “It is not unlike we have not tried this before ... And what do we have, now?" For this, she couldn't help but agree; if even not her, then surely her scars. There were few Hiatus and even fewer veterans in the trade-- it would be nothing short of a miracle to achieve that which she, Liam, or the many combat-oriented others had so often failed to reach. It was difficult enough keeping yourself alive. 'And what good are you to us, if you're dead?'

“We are strong; but we are few and shattered, arguing with one another over the most trivial of things. I cannot see a tattered force as ours fighting against the highly unified team under Mitsuki.” As Edwin finished and slowly moved into Landers space, Nia shifted slightly and added a comment; almost an afterthought-- "In the spirit of taking things one step at a time, the assassination of Core should place second to the large scale event that they are planning. The fact that we still know nothing about it is alarming-- and reason enough why the leader of Candy Crush should remain here." Her gaze roamed across the table, as expressionless as she ever was. "When has Minimum ever been kind? At the very least, a living spy would tell us what we need to know to protect ourselves. Better to bet on our collective self-preservation than on what seems to be a suicide mission."