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Liese Redwing
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Ottoman
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Deceased
So begins...
Liese Redwing's Story
So quickly did they arrive! And so casual a scene she had walked in on! Though her eyes had initially been drawn to the massive golden eagle and the triad embossed there, she recognized quickly that no one sat in the divine throne. It didn't take long for her to spot the emperor himself. Oh. Oh! Her cheeks red and saluted him as humbly yet crisply as possibly. “My lord.” she spoke, keeping her voice even.
It was hard though. This was the God Emperor. How was she supposed to not be awed? Still, as a Redwing, she would not be. As Liese had said. There were no servants that Kampf could possibly be prouder of than the Redwing family.
It was hard though. This was the God Emperor. How was she supposed to not be awed? Still, as a Redwing, she would not be. As Liese had said. There were no servants that Kampf could possibly be prouder of than the Redwing family.
“Guten Abend, Emperor.” She said, offering him a shy smile. She was speaking to the emperor! It was hard not to squeak. Such an awe inspiring moment. She was having a hard time keeping her composure herself. He looked so much more handsome than in the vids she watched! It was a wonderful sight. No doubt it was the godly glow from him.
“All is well with House Redwing, my Lord. I've come to bring my family's offerings personally.” And to make a pilgrimage. She wasn't certain if one told the Emperor that one was making a pilgrimage of if He, in His Wisdom, knew.
“All is well with House Redwing, my Lord. I've come to bring my family's offerings personally.” And to make a pilgrimage. She wasn't certain if one told the Emperor that one was making a pilgrimage of if He, in His Wisdom, knew.
Smiling in return, Kampf chuckled quietly, she was a rather pleasant specimen, and not just physically. Not nearly as steely as Liese, or as cynical as the committee he'd remained with for the past half decade. He tucked his hands behind his back as he listened, his smile remaining as she explained, which was, in itself, rather concise. He liked that, no need for filler. "I am pleased to hear, Redwing's fate is tied to the Hegemony's." He paused for a moment, looking to both of the women before resting his eyes on Linde once more, "You know," He paused for a moment, turning to look back to the window, "you're the only one today who's bothered to come in to see me. The rest just leave flowers or some such out on the plaza, it's quite kind of you."
He had read into Liese's report on her when she submitted it, and Linde, even for being the youngest, already had quite the resume. Several years spent both devoting herself to the cause of the commoners and working with the Syndicate reflected well, it was hard to remember at times that there were servants of the Hegemony outside of a uniform.
He had read into Liese's report on her when she submitted it, and Linde, even for being the youngest, already had quite the resume. Several years spent both devoting herself to the cause of the commoners and working with the Syndicate reflected well, it was hard to remember at times that there were servants of the Hegemony outside of a uniform.
Kampf wasn't quite sure how to take her strong words at first, his eyebrows arching for a moment before they returned to their traditional position, a smile setting in on his face. "If you say so, Sieglinde-if I may?" He pondered for a moment on just how he should go about addressing her, being a stranger, but it soon gave way to his opinion concerning the offerings, something which he should, at the least, speak on, "Every sacrifice made is not in vain. However, if it isn't too much trouble, perhaps I could ask a favor of you?" He paused for a moment, not waiting long for them to respond, "I have yet to dine this afternoon, if you would join me?" He shrugged with his grin, offering a light chuckle as he did, "It's been quite a while since I've had good company."
He offered a raised arm at this, gesturing to the door behind them. "It will be my pleasure." One of his guards would surely know what to do, having been listening in from the open door the whole time, and sure enough one snapped quickly to attention and started off at a rather gentle pace down the hall. Kampf moved past Sieglinde, looking to both her and Liese as he did, and did his best to lead the way.
It wasn't a long trip, perhaps forty paces down the hall, to a rather pleasant dining room, one obviously not used to guests, the maximum compliment the place could support likely being four. Landwächter attendants moved to prepare the seats for the attending parties, and while waiting on them, Kampf tried again to start up conversation, "What would you prefer, Sieglinde? I already know something of Liese's tastes..."
It wasn't a long trip, perhaps forty paces down the hall, to a rather pleasant dining room, one obviously not used to guests, the maximum compliment the place could support likely being four. Landwächter attendants moved to prepare the seats for the attending parties, and while waiting on them, Kampf tried again to start up conversation, "What would you prefer, Sieglinde? I already know something of Liese's tastes..."
Kampf nodded at this and gestured for the two to take their seats, which were held out by attendants, while he waved another down to whisper something concerning their meals. She really wasn't forged of the same stuff as her sister, that was certain about Linde. Given, such isn't necessarily a bad thing, Kampf wasn't unaware of her infatuation with him, and knowing her volatile personality... such a thing could only end poorly.
As he pondered to himself, chatting with an attendant, Liese moved to sit, whispering to her sister as she did, "He's done you quite the honor, Linde. Few ever dine with him, even fewer see this room." Liese was beginning to look into this wither her own eyes, ones trained by the Landwächter. Perhaps they were biased by her personal nature, but she was becoming wary. In moments, however, Kampf took a seat directly across from Liese, choosing to sit beside Linde instead. Distracted, at first, by proper table etiquette, placing his napkin in his lap, he soon returned his gaze to his guests with a smile on his face.
"I can see your relation, now that I can compare you both at the same level. I assume Liese takes after your father?"
As he pondered to himself, chatting with an attendant, Liese moved to sit, whispering to her sister as she did, "He's done you quite the honor, Linde. Few ever dine with him, even fewer see this room." Liese was beginning to look into this wither her own eyes, ones trained by the Landwächter. Perhaps they were biased by her personal nature, but she was becoming wary. In moments, however, Kampf took a seat directly across from Liese, choosing to sit beside Linde instead. Distracted, at first, by proper table etiquette, placing his napkin in his lap, he soon returned his gaze to his guests with a smile on his face.
"I can see your relation, now that I can compare you both at the same level. I assume Liese takes after your father?"
The setting changes from The Hegemony of Aligned Systems to The Core Worlds
Liese remained rather quiet through the ordeal, nodding her head in affirmation at Linde's speech, more keen to watch than to act for the moment. Kampf, meanwhile, continued with his conversation. "But of course, to discount one would be to discredit the other." He placed his hands together in his lap idly, looking rather pleased with the affair, "The Redwing line has genetics that many would kill for... but, enough of that, you work charity, for the commoners? An odd choice, considering your family's prestige." His gaze resting on Linde once he'd finished.
Her eyes narrowed for perhaps a split presence. Were he not the emperor, she would have struck him for belittling her work. "My Lord, are not the commoners your children too? Thus to serve a commoner, is to serve you." She said simply, keeping the acid out of her voice with the ease of long practice. Hopefully, she had not overstepped her bounds.
Josef nodded, bowing his head slightly as she spoke, though it was her actions which warranted his own. Her spirit was most admirable, and her belief vindictive, quite respectable qualities, not to mention outspoken. She had much more tongue than her sister. "Forgive me, lady Sieglinde, I meant no disrespect." He lifted his gaze from her to a brief shot to Liese before returning it, "Your delicacy belies your heart." It simply wasn't good policy to offend guests, especially one who had no oath of service, unlike the one who sat directly across from him, clad in her jet tunic, who was beginning to eye the scene rather oddly.
Linde sat back, and glanced to her sister, gauging the woman's reaction to the repartee. Hm. Not something that wouldn't get her possibly scolded in private later. "Thank you, my Lord, but I am afraid I owe you an apology. I should not speak so to you." She may have no oath of service, but she believed in Kampfism so firmly, had been reared in it so religiously, that she was surprised he had not struck her down for her tongue.
Liese's reaction to the entire situation was rather nonchalant, at least physically. She didn't move from her rested position, legs crossed under the table with either hand resting on the arms of the chair. It was only her eyes which spoke, and they were still trying to ascertain the situation, even when they glanced to Linde in response.
Kampf, meanwhile, raised a palm rather gently, as if in a calming manner, and he did his best to explain, "One that I cannot accept. My tongue was the one out of line, as you are a guest in my house and I should not have spoken of your gracious nature so idly." He then smiled, hoping to defuse the situation, "Nor should your spirit. It's quite commendable."
Kampf, meanwhile, raised a palm rather gently, as if in a calming manner, and he did his best to explain, "One that I cannot accept. My tongue was the one out of line, as you are a guest in my house and I should not have spoken of your gracious nature so idly." He then smiled, hoping to defuse the situation, "Nor should your spirit. It's quite commendable."
"I. My Lord!" She protested, eyes wide, and glanced to her sister, before speaking slowly, not entirely certain. "Please, I cannot. It's improper." She murmured and shook her head Call the Emperor by his first name. She hesitated to even think the thought! Besides which, not even her sister, by all accounts, the Emperor's right hand, would speak his name.
She passed the test! Even with flattery she maintained her dignity and manners, "I would argue the precise opposite, Sieglinde, though it's not to discredit you etiquette." He offered, raising his hand in an act of explanation, as if presenting some invisible object, "You have been raised from birth to believe, yes? I know Liese was, so I assume such extends to you." He figured something like this would happen, and he thought on his feet as to best counter her point, "You, both of you I should say, have known me your entire lives, I'm the one truly meeting you. If anyone at this table should be using titles, it's I." He pointed back to himself as he finished with that, emphasizing it, "Besides," he added, shifting his gaze between the two of them as he did, "What's the good in having a name if no one uses it besides fat priests and combat chaplains?"
That caused her to giggle. Fat priests and combat chaplains indeed. "Well, our brother has been gaining some pounds since becoming a priest." She said with a smile. "And yes, we both have. The Redwings are a devout and pious family." she seemed proud of this. "If you truly wish my Lord, I may be able to bring myself to utter your name." Though she would still use titles more than his name. "If, of course, my sister believes it appropriate. I defer to her judgement in this unusual case."
There. Now Liese could hardly scold her later.
There. Now Liese could hardly scold her later.
Liese looked to Kampf for a moment, who didn't seem to mind, judging from his expression, in the slightest, and shot a glance to Linde. She acted much the same as Kampf, though inside she held doubts. It was up to her baby sister just what to do with things. "Do as you wish, considering our lord has given his permission." Liese looked again to the Emperor, offering a slight bow of her head, before leaning over to her sister, whispering, "Not everyone gets this chance, Linde."
Kampf held his smile, matching the younger Redwing's as best he could, "It wouldn't hurt me," he paused, looking down at his small swath of the table, chuckling, "to finally have a pretty woman call me by name." He was being honest there, somewhat. It literally had been centuries since a woman had spoken to him in such a manner, not since that Coalition assassin on the train to Dinsmärk...
Oh Dinsmärk! How he longed to walk its streets again, to feel the kiss of Scatterran air upon his skin once more. His face changed with this, his eyes, for a moment, taking on a distant look, though he soon bore again his rather jovial expression. He was the only one still alive in the Hegemony who remembered those days, who remembered their home...
Kampf held his smile, matching the younger Redwing's as best he could, "It wouldn't hurt me," he paused, looking down at his small swath of the table, chuckling, "to finally have a pretty woman call me by name." He was being honest there, somewhat. It literally had been centuries since a woman had spoken to him in such a manner, not since that Coalition assassin on the train to Dinsmärk...
Oh Dinsmärk! How he longed to walk its streets again, to feel the kiss of Scatterran air upon his skin once more. His face changed with this, his eyes, for a moment, taking on a distant look, though he soon bore again his rather jovial expression. He was the only one still alive in the Hegemony who remembered those days, who remembered their home...
She didn't need Liese to tell her that, and she wrinkled her nose at her sister, before turning to face the Emperor once more. "Then I would be honored to call you by your name, Josef." Seh said, though she had paused just before saying it, not certain if she could deliver calmly. Well, she managed not to squeak, which said something. He was a kind man, and certainly full of compliments. If she didn't know better, she would think the emperor was flirting with her. But the emperor! No, he wouldn't flirt with her. She was a noble, yes, but she was not good enough to be of interest to the emperor.
He had a look on his face, of remembering, though it had been brief. "My L- Josef, what were you thinking of, just a second ago? I would love to hear?"
He had a look on his face, of remembering, though it had been brief. "My L- Josef, what were you thinking of, just a second ago? I would love to hear?"
He pondered for a moment, returning his eyes to his bright guest, trying to figure our how he would describe it. It was something that few people, as far as he knew, really understood. He was the only one left who could remember walking on Scatterran soil, at least the only one who still had a body. "Of Belka, Sieglinde." The holy land, Belka, such a place that now existed only in the lore of the faith and in the imaginations of the faithful and the young. "Of home."
The more he spoke on the matter, the more distant he seemed to become, a tear beginning to well up in his eyes before he wiped it away, regaining his composure. "I'm terribly sorry. That was rather rude of me, Sieglinde, please pardon my nostalgia."
The more he spoke on the matter, the more distant he seemed to become, a tear beginning to well up in his eyes before he wiped it away, regaining his composure. "I'm terribly sorry. That was rather rude of me, Sieglinde, please pardon my nostalgia."
Belka. She smiled at that and dared, though only just, to placed a hand over his. "Please, I understand. I have not been away from my home for nearly as long, much less all of our Home. You recall out holy land, Josef, and all else only know it through stories. You have a right to miss it." she assured him, longing for her own home, to tell the truth. Oh she had begged and pleaded to be allowed here of course, but she hadn't expected the trip to be so long or lonely. It was relieving she had Liese close, so that home felt a little closer. The two sisters were hardly close, but at least they were family.
Her hand gently found itself on his and his smile returned with this, looking to her with a pleasant expression, "Your heart knows no bounds, Sieglinde." At this, he placed his other hand over top of hers, silently thanking her for her empathy. The act lingered for a moment before it was broken by the attendants returning, bearing several dishes. Among them a roasted ham - actual ham, not the byproduct from the processing plants - a platter of Zweibelkuchen, some steamed vegetables accompanied the ever present staple Spaetzle.
Kampf, for all of his Imperial trappings and nobility, couldn't escape the fact that he liked the working man's dish.
Gesturing towards his attendants, he spoke more to his guest than his lieutenant as he announced, "Simply state what you wish, they'll be happy to get it to you." He would wait though, no need for him to be hasty. There were more interesting things at the table, anyway.
Kampf, for all of his Imperial trappings and nobility, couldn't escape the fact that he liked the working man's dish.
Gesturing towards his attendants, he spoke more to his guest than his lieutenant as he announced, "Simply state what you wish, they'll be happy to get it to you." He would wait though, no need for him to be hasty. There were more interesting things at the table, anyway.
Linde smiled to the attendants graciously, sensing she was being allowed to go first. "The ham, the vegetables, and the zweibelkuchan, please." She said and spoke again. "Though not in large portions. I'm afraid my appetite is not as hearty as a soldiers." She sat back as they provided her with the food as asked, in smaller potions. They even spaced it just so, and the plate seemed full. How lovely! His attendants were clearly well trained.