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Meldraenei

She was once an angel...now she has been assimilated by Aiyanna...she has returned

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Rougeshadow

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Name: Meldraenei

Age: Unknown

Race: Android (Formerly Angel)

Relationship: Single

Height: 6'7"

Weight: 175 Pounds

Intelligence: Above average

Description:
Once upon a shining star came Mel, A being of the purest silver with wings of a shimmering light, like a small wisp of clouds floating upon the summer breeze. Hard and cruel is her appearance, Easy going is in her nature. She is what she is to keep her quarry at bay. The Iron Casket is shut once again


Mel is a battle hardened woman with much to say and to do on the field. Her entire body is composed of Duranium and Titanium mix, the circuts inside of her run with a power core unknown to the rest of the world. Her wings, which still achieve flight, are made from a light so powerful, they are stable and form into a solid mass. Her eyes, a deep sanguine red, stand as a reminder to herself of what she must bear, the burden of one thousand scorns. Though now, she is usually buffing and shining herself with pride, a smile never leaves her face

Personality:

Her personality is that of an easy going woman as well as a smart ass. Mel's attitude is often one of a sarcastic nature for her own satisfaction and amusement, despite the fact she ripped herself from her old body and put it in stasis...she tries not to remember it. Around her partner, Aiyanna, she is still very much cautious despite her measure of controlling her twin AI, the Scourge of the Galaxy. She trusts her but upon instinct she loads a shell into her cannon. Just in case

Her abilities and Equipment

Her body itself is a weapon, resistant to all forms of hack, virus, paradox theorums or any time of mind control device externally or internally. The metals she is comprised with however are somewhat conductive and she can be eletrocuted which would force her to shut down temporarily to conduct repairs on herself.

Mel's eyes: Her eyes contain and HUD or Heads Up Display to allow for easy targeting. With her eyes she can see in low light, ultraviolet, infared, echo-location as well as eletromagnetic scanner

Mel's Scythe: Now more of a memento than a weapon, Mel's scythe is still a deadly weapon in her hand. The scythe contains a mana inhibitor array, disrupting and negating any and all mana within a current thirty yard range. The wickedly edged blade holds a power she no longer can use because of the flesh she does not have.

Her Arm cannon: The cannon which is her left arm is a mini Mass Driver, able to catapult high velocity, super dense shells at near super-luminal speeds. However, after each shot, she much unload the casing, cool off the magnetic coils and reload another shell into the cannon. This is a long practice and therefore really only has 1 shot on her. Its what she calls a "Hail Mary Pass"

Power Core: A shard of the True Calx, the ultimate form of power, energy and matter all rolled into a small piece of crystal which is housed in her chest piece. This shard gives her the capacity to warp and bend reality itself to her will and whim. Normally she doesnt use this power, only taking from the unlimited energy of the shard to power her abilities.

Her Fleet:
3 Basestars
23 Attack C ruisers
1,183+ Sentinels


((All Credit goes o Angels_of_War and will be removed upon request))

So begins...

Meldraenei's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Yukiko Takayama
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#, as written by Marcus
David Malachite did indeed bow slightly lower once his feed caught up with him and informed him via quick information on what is and is not acceptable. The CEO had thrown this party and did not consider the likelihood of Yukiko even showing up.

"Forgive me for my rudeness. Mars Corps. hospitality is yours. Please enjoy this celebration of good will and may you find prosperity and find business opportunities." Mr. Malachite kept his head low only to dismiss himself when it was appropriate to do so or to answer any questions that might be brought before him.

Douglas waved over a server and took up two glasses of champagne for Bamboo and himself. The Gentleman simply smiled and offered her the beverage only to escort her over to a empty table for the both of them. "So besides the obvious need for trade and meeting new faces what brings you to this Gala?" Douglas posed his question still with his charming smile.

As for Atom 7K and his search for the enigma that seemed to ghost away from its grasp. The agents that Atom sent out did indeed come across the rogue data which drew its ICE away. Soon the corps. A.I. would find the intruder and once that happens things will get messy.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Yukiko Takayama
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"Politics, of course. The Erutin Empire is always eager to stand with our allies, and to make new ones. Events such as this allow us to, hm, put on a good face, so to speak. Though of course, I am of the opinion the empire is good and just." Most Erutin were, especially with the absorption of the Hegemony of Aligned Systems and some of their values, though not all. "Besides, it is good to have-" Bamboo cut off, her head turning sharply to the doorway, eyes wide as her implant rang out with an announcement. "...I appear not to be the only representative of my people here."

Indeed, she was not. In a gown that mimicked traditional Erutin garb, though covered much more skin, in deference to her hosts culture, Princess Shine of House Erutin entered the room, sans apparent guards, though she was not unguarded. The advantage to being shifters was that her guards could be much more subtle that suited thugs. A simple tear drop tiara decorated her elaborate hairstyle, and a complex golden mask, resembling nothing more than an ethereal butterfly worked well enough for her mask that Shine was satisfied.

Her twin was not here, but Prince Dust was a priest, and known to eschew galas and the like as part of his orders demands to live a simpler life. A costumed gala simply was a guarantee he would not come.

"Mr. Weskit, it appears Princess Shine decided to come." She sipped her champagne and thanked the gods that it was Princess Shine and not Princess Viktoria or her daughter, or Princess Thistle or any of her brood. Shine was levelheaded, polite, and humble. More than that, she didn't cause diplomatic incidents by being as headstrong as her siblings. There was a reason Shine was the current heir and Viktoria had been made to step down.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Yukiko Takayama
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The man named Malian kept his focus on the conversation, "Perhaps it is the curse of nobility. When one views the world from the top of the mountain, they feel as though they must stake a claim onto it and everything walking upon it. They do not see that there are human beings in their view that they must consider. They will see all things as property, like the mountain. It is a distasteful side effect of those who wield power."

As he spoke, he continued to scan his surroundings, processing those around him in such a sly manner to avoid detection of observance. His gaze would flicker upon each individual, appearing distant as if his concentration was focused on Alecia and Alecia alone. Meanwhile, his head was calculating many faces and many approaches. The host who had been humbled by the customs of the Taiyou Princess, who had yet to crack a smile at this cordial event. A man who kept himself reserved in the corner of the room, uncomfortable being a rather strong word for his current demeanor. The gentleman who remained off to the side with a weapon exposed and a name tag that identified him as "Security". And of course, the other Princess in the room, who's bodyguards were much less visible, but still apparent in his watchful eye.

And still they danced and the tune changed, a more uptempo waltz, and he never missed a beat. The step held no gait and was perfectly timed to the rhythm change. He wasn't worried about Alecia falling behind. He knew she could react just as quickly as he could.

"But enough talk about the pomp and circumstances that lead our worlds...tell me, mon cherie. What brings you to this fine event?" He asked in a delicate manner...a polite manner.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Yukiko Takayama
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Mel's subroutines alerted her to the loss of the ICE on her tail and couldn't help but smile at this. Both the conversation and the working made her feel a great deal of satisfaction. Now that the ICE was dealt with, now was the time to work on the AI. With the ground work in place, Meldraenei began to utilize a base line program that once belonged to Aiyanna-A by brute forcing one of the security firewalls in an attempt to lure in the AI towards it. If it fell for the bait, Mel would sweep in and attempt to seal it into a dead server full of junk data to keep it occupied for the the time being, placing it into a feedback loop of constant junk data. Maybe if this A.I was smarter, she could have some fun with it while she waltzed.

"Indeed, often times royalty is lead on a high horse all it's life. But yes a change of topic would be in order. Hmm...how best to put it...."

She accessed her language files and flipped through until she found the french directory and began to speak in french to him.

"Je suis là pour profiter de la fête depuis que je suis récemment revenu d'une expédition dans Deep Space. Cela fait cinq ans que mon retour."

She smiled at him with a chuckle coming from her mouth. True words but still had a hidden meaning behind them and she clearly was holding back a few cards to herself just as he was.

(I am here to enjoy the party since I recently came back from an expedition into the Deep Space. Its been five years since my return.- English)

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Yukiko Takayama
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Sipping her drink, Yukiko seemed to stare down her nose at the rest of the Gala attendants. She didn't seem to change he expression to David's apologies, but she knew the value of expanding Taiyou interests into the rest of the galaxy, thusly Shimizu had instructed her to get out and try to make some new friends.

So she continued to sip her drink, paying little attention to the commoners that surrounded her. She was obviously bored and didn't seem to want to be here.

Whispering something to her security, she moved to find a couch to sit down on, resting her tired feet while the security officers worked to take up position around her.

"I want to leave, I have better things to do." She whispered to her staff.

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Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Yukiko Takayama
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#, as written by Marcus
"Well I assure you that even though this Gala has the sole intended purpose for a betterment of all parties and possible diplomatic and business propositions, it has other significant bonuses that allow for mutual parties to explore." Mr. Weskit proposed as he took up his drink which was promptly brought over to him and continued to offer Bamboo a warm smile.

When Princess Shine arrived to the party she was also checked over by the security and passed through a MAD scanner just as Yukiko had. Like before Mr. Malachite approached the newly arrived royalty only to offer a warm smile and a simple bow. "Please enjoy the Gala Princess Shine. I assure you that through peaceful talks and proper negotiations all parties present can find newfound hope and business opportunities." David Malachite began to chuckle a little as he downed his glass of apricot brandy whilst Douglas and Helga watched on in what could only be described as lax horror.

"It appears so." Douglas commented as he watched his employer. "Bamboo would you care to join me upon the ballroom floor? I'd be honored by such a lovely partner." Mr. Weskit stood from his seat and offered his hand to his company only to continue to offer his warm smile.

Helga continued to stand against a wall in her white gown with blue accents and a mask of silver and a cool green. She kept watch for the strange and arcane and only took notice of a young girl who did belong. As she was about to leave her post the small child vanished from view which caused the witch hunter to slowly look around the room without bringing any attention to herself.

As for the cyber security end of things it was not Atom but instead one of the many agents under his command. Upon being trapped the A.I. began to look over the entire system and began to lock out information involving the servers by activating several firewalls and more patrol ICE to the systems files. The artificial intelligence even laid out a few of his own traps for Deckers and script kiddies alike. With a sudden influx of firewalls and other forms of security that Meldraenei clearly had set off she would begin to find it very difficult to avoid the ICE for long or even the gaze of Atom 7K.

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Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Yukiko Takayama
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Meanwhile.. Setting in his command chair Sin taps his fingers pushing away thoughts of the dream or nightmares from his death like sleep. The com-bridge on Soulbrust now more active giving command by a mind-transfer with the help of the ship, slipping orders to so everyone of the whole fleet will know what to do when they come out of hyper space.

Space began to twist an turn, in a unknown location. A large Asphodelian fleet entered space, and over 4 Battle Carriers, 20 Battle Destroyer's, and Soulbrust. Not wasting any time, Sin is giving orders being fleet wide so all ships to enter recon, def- postion.

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Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Yukiko Takayama Character Portrait: Yvandír Vythari
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#, as written by Obake
Sitting aboard the command deck on Soulburst was a masked being in a hybridized spacesuit designed by himself for the purposes of a specific mission. "Ichshka galag holkyana vat," the masked figure spoke as he stepped into the ship's light. His costume was pitch black and demonic looking with an alien feel to it. His entire face was covered by a strange breathing apparatus which altered his voice. His words were Asphodelian, his speech dark and emphasized.

Standing in front of the 3D holographic screen, the masked figure made a few touch-screen motions with his fingertips, opening up a multi-scan system of the surrounding space around Soulburst, before pushing a holographic button which opened vents on the side of the massive cruiser destroyer hybrid, releasing swarms of bugbots into outer space. The tiny utonium-based flies spread in every direction around the Asphodelian fleet.

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Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Yukiko Takayama
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"I'm sure that business and politics will occur." The flirtation was still going above Bamboo's head. "But please, tell me about these other bonuses?" she hadn't been aware of anything else really, or at least, nothing she could take advantage of. It would be interesting to hear of any of it. "But I would love to join you on the floor." She accepted his hand, leaving her drink there, no doutb to be picked up by a server. The woman enjoyed dancing and didn't often get to.

Meanwhile, Princess Shine offered Davis Malachite a small smile, and a brief, incredibly shallow curtsy. "Thank you for the invitation, Mr. Malachite. I am sure it will be a successful event." She offered in return, eyes briefly scanning the room and seeking an out. He had finished the brandy rather quickly and it unnerved her more than she liked to admit. "If you will excuse me, Mr. Malachite, I should offer greeting to Yukiko-hime." And it would get her away from the man who downed his drink so fast! He'd be drunk by night's end, she was certain.

Sweeping away in her red gown, Shine waited at the edge of Yukiko's retinue, and spoke to the other woman in her own tongue, fluently and without hesitation. "Greetings, Takayama-hime, from the Erutin Empire." she had no doubt her form would be recognized. This was her preferred shape for public appearances after all.

The princess was not aware of the possible danger she or the others were in, stripped of all but the single guard after all. Then again, the single guard would be enough to get her back to the safety of her ship. He was a Traveler after all, marked as such by the goggles over her head.

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Character Portrait: The 6th Order Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit
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Giggling to herself, the satori enjoyed her bouts of trickery. Despite appearing on technology while fooling the minds of regular people (save for those unable to be affected by mind trickery), she did a few more small tricks. Messing with people's clothes, messing with their tables and other minor things. It was all well and fun as she effectively played cat and mouse with security. Though...something was off. There was something coming. Something that wasn't really fun at all. At least, fun in the traditional sense. It could be fun to mess with them! But not like this, where there's minimal risk. At least, she figured the security wouldn't care if she just waltzed about and would only be a bit annoyed rather than full-blown aggressive about it.

Wandering out from the Gala to look at what was arriving, she saw the ships. There was...25 in total! But...what could she do? Heading back inside, she shrugged. Trying to find the closest security guard (whether they were still looking for her or not, she didn't know) but she spoke up to them if they didn't immediately try attacking her. "Um...there's some big spooky ships outside. There's a lot!"


The 6th Order, as an up and coming group, was unfamiliar with peaceful negotiations, events held in neutrality, and not engaging in warfare. They were, in essence, a terrorist organization seeking to bring down the oppressive empires of the world. But, their image was important for the sake of attracting newcomers. Of course, they weren't looking for a fight this time. Only to participate in the Gala with an ambassador of theirs so they can get familiar with the atmosphere and potentially gain more allies. They knew their enemies could be there...in the event of that, they'd have to stress neutrality. This area is not for fighting. Honor was rare from The 6th Order, but at the recommendation of their ambassador they chose not to engage in such hostilities. Still against the idea of going unprepared, The 6th Order's commanders sent the ambassador with ships for defense. Twin Guardian-Class Cruisers assisted a single Ardent-Class Cruiser housing the ambassador and his fellow viceroys, consisting of their political guardsmen as opposed to the standard 6th Order Marines that occupied the Guardian-Class Cruisers. Their ships exited a jump to drop off the ambassadors and their viceroys, sending the proper credentials to those at the command post in the Gala. Their rank, purpose, and full legal names. However, the ships stopped upon noticing the other ships occupying space. Their formation, and their design...while they had two ships to defend the ambassador's main ship, this other group didn't look like they were ready to participate in the Gala. They looked like they were ready to participate in battle.

Sending a transmission to the two Guardian-Class Cruisers, Ambassador Gordon watched the ships carefully. He had readied the other two ships to call in reinforcements if any attack were to occur from these other suspicious ships. It could be good for their image, after all, if they helped defend a neutral zone...

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Character Portrait: The 6th Order Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit
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He sighed and moved deeper into the room, he needed something to do and with the arrival of two royal family members, it just put him on edge. He moved with Grace beyond any mortal of his kind, moving past the rest of the patrons easily, the crowd not slowing his movements as he deftly maneuvered through.

The guard who kept a magical sight upon the party would notice Yvandír glowing like a christmas tree with the obscene amount of magical wondrous items and Artefacts upon his person, that and his own innate divine magic.

Two princess’ if they don’t tear each other’s throats out then someone with a grudge might He sighed gently as the thought ran through his head, approaching a server.

He took a glass returning to his table, he savored the wine, leaving it to sit unattended for the most part on his table, his eyes shot up and fell upon the small child claiming there to be ships orbiting, he raised an eyebrow and moved from his chair with his glass in hand and exited onto the balcony, he looked upon the ships.

Curious, he and his fellows traveled via the astral plane, effectively they walked everywhere, it was simpler, made it easier on Yvandír anyway, he didn’t have to adapt to spaceflight.

He picked the small stone wolf from his pocket and glanced back, for now the balcony was empty, good as he was going to get, yes originally he had brought the wolf up in his true state but Fenris was a bit big, so he shrunk him down for everyone’s sake. Putting the small wolf statue back, he crossed his arms watching.

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Character Portrait: The 6th Order Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit
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And she could speak French? Malian smiled, suppressing the inner euphoria that was building inside him. This was a keeper, indeed.

"Un aventurier? Quelle est l'intérêt. Et qu'as-tu découvert dans les royaumes extérieurs? Beaucoup de belles choses, j'espère?" his French was flawless and held a transfixing quality to it that would send goosebumps crawling across any female's skin...the good kind, of course.

An adventurer? How interesting. And what have you discovered in the outer realms? Many beautiful things, I hope?

As their conversation continued, Malian held a keen eye to all the newcomers entering the room. The older nomadic fellow decided to head towards the balcony. The two princesses seemed to be breaking the ice. And there was a younger girl with an impish attitude bugging the security guards and pointing towards the exterior of the building. Everyone had their own agenda to address. Of course parties were planned and performed for the sake of unwinding and relaxing and simply enjoying a jovial atmosphere. But not upscale parties. Classy event like this one held a purpose for all attendees present. And not even Malian and Alecia were an exception to that rule. Power plays were being made with every note of the song they danced to. Even between the two speaking French in the middle of the floor.

And still, the dance continued. The perfect marble floor remain unscuffed, the bright and glittering chandelier above their heads attracting many a friend and many a foe to come and be enveloped by the light.

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Character Portrait: The 6th Order Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit
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Verror nodded back to Mr. Malachite as he passed by toward his new guests as he welcomed them.

From this point, he mostly just kept his position, watching the scene unfold. This continued, nothing drastic happening, and after a while he seemed to relax slightly, though he wouldn’t let his guard down. His attention was drawn by the arrival of the Taiyou Princess, mostly due to her eight security personnel who were constantly guarding her.

The young girl’s voice caught him off-guard completely, perhaps because he hadn’t even noticed her there. He looked around, startled, before he noticed the voice’s owner, an odd looking child with what looked to him like some kind of magic floating orb on a string. Deciding not to let this throw him off, or at least try, he leaned down slightly to answer her. But only blank thoughts crossed his mind. What had she said again? Who had - he shook his head, dismissing the moment and directing his attention back at the girl. She had said there were ships outside? That hardly seemed unusual, with so many guests arriving, but it couldn’t hurt to check they weren’t trouble, he supposed.

“I’ll go over and just check then.” He said, trying to sound non-threatening. Making his way over to the door leading out to the balcony, he peered up and froze at the sight. Damn, that’s a lot of ships, he thought. There was no way they were here simply to escort guests.

Verror made face like he was having a bad migraine, and his pupils turned to slits. His sight focused more acutely on the fleet, quickly scanning the ships. They certainly didn’t appear to be merchant ships, that was for sure. And was that dust flying out of the vents? No, wait, it was moving in an organized way, it must be some kind of weapon or something, he thought.

Blinking as his eyes returned to normal, he spun around. “Uh, kid, I think you might want to-” but the girl had vanished from his sight. Whether or not the satori chose to make herself known again was up to her.

Deciding the best course of action was to inform either the host or a high-ranking employee of Mars Corp., Verror strode around the edge of the room, making sure not to cause a disruption for any of the guests.

He found Helga leaning against the wall. Approaching her quickly (while trying to be as cautious as possible - he had a hunch that it was unwise to get on her bad side), he spoke quietly,

“Ma’am, I think we might have some trouble. A huge fleet just showed up outside the building, and I don’t think they’re here to make friendly conversation.”

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Character Portrait: The 6th Order Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit
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Cedric stepped into the main gala wearing a luxurious black bespoke suit. It was the kind of suit that only people who lived in a rarefied echelon of financial security wore. His mask mimicked the shape of a skull, and an elaborate and shifting design of a dragon took up one side, wile the other was completely empty. The ink of the dragon almost seemed to suck in the light around it.

He had been patient as the security screened him. He pondered the fact that it would have been simple enough to bypass the entire ordeal, but sacrifices were made for business. So he had done the leg work necessary to gain an invitation, though to be honest some of that leg work was less than honest.

Regardless of what corners he had cut to secure the invitation, it was secured now. He was glad that the financial elite seemed to operate in much the same way as they had in his home dimension, albeit the technology was far advanced. But Cedric had been hoping between dimensions for some time and had learned quickly that he couldn't expect his natural customs to carry over. It would be nice to rely on his natural instinct and background instead of leaning on mimicry.

Scanning the scene revealed a wide range of individuals, from royalty to hired servants, and almost everyone in between. But it was Mars Corps party and so his eyes finally rested on the CEO, David Malachite. He was busy greating one of the princesses in attendance, one who seemed more than ready to excuse herself and mingle with another royal guest.

With the man free Cedric approached with comfortable ease. Mars Corps was no small business, and David Malachite was no small player. By contrast Cedric Valentine was nobody in the multiverse, but he was far from nobody, and he projected that confidence in his easy approach. It was his first foray into the business and political waters of the multiverse and he intended, as always, to plant the seeds that would make Valentine Inc a future player in those waters.

"Quite the party you've put together. I'm glad I decided to crash it." he smiled easily and extended a hand, "Cedric Valentine, Valentine Incorporated. Pleased to finally meet you Mr. Malachite."

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Character Portrait: The 6th Order Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Meldraenei Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit
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Mr. Malachite smiled and greeted each of the newcomers to the Gala. He shook hands and embraced others and when he was finally free of his duties for a moment one man decided to approach him instead of the other way around.

David took Mr. Valentine's hand and offered a strong grip only to measure the young man up like a slab of meat being sold at market. "A pleasure that someone decided to crash my event. A few I've greeted have been more graceful than others, and some have been outright impetuous." Mr. Malachite chuckled only to hear his friendly guest introduce himself and the company in which represented. "Well Mr. Valentine, can I call you Cedric, are you a up and coming power amongst the social elite or am I speaking with older blood who I've not had the pleasure to speak with before?"

Mr. Malachite allowed his gaze to flawlessly remain upon his newfound friend whilst he searched the matrix for information on Mr. Valentine and his company. It would only take him a few seconds for any information to come up but for the meantime he would simply enjoy this social encounter.

Douglas Weskit smirked. "Well obviously I get to speak with a rather lovely woman and even get the chance to dance." The gentleman took her hand and began to lead Bamboo in a waltz.

Helga would continue to look for the little girl only to be stopped by Verror. "The planetary government is fully aware of the fleet above. If it is the guests we are expecting then have no fear." Helga offered only to then take Verror by the shoulder and walked over to an open balcony to get a better look at the fleet. "How long have you been hired on by the company? If something were to happen I and several other members of the security detail would need to act in accordance with the terms of agreement we have with this world."

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The dark alien fleet had made no attempts to bypass any security measures upon its arrival. The ships were in a defensive formation, but they were in plain sight. The Asphodelian fleet seemed rather massive to some of the spectators, as their battle destroyers would've been mistaken for much larger carriers to those with smaller ships. The Asphodelians had brought their royal guard with them, but although 25 ships seemed a bit excessive, it was a small fleet by Asphodelian standards. Nevertheless, when they warped through space using a unique form of dark energy called omnite, the Asphodelians weren't trying to be stealthy.

They wanted to be seen...

As the miniature bugbots scanned the perimeter around the Asphodelian fleet, they acquired information about the space, gravity, temperature, radiation, dark energies and other details which were forwarded directly to Obake's computer. The entire system was hybridized, composed of utonium alloys and other foreign elements unlike anyone had ever seen before. Powered by etherine, a new type of energy Obake learned to harness using pyramite crystals found in the Bluestar Galaxy, the tiny winged drones were not susceptible to most hacker tactics like EMP's or viruses, nor did the manipulation of time and space have any effect on them as Obake's bugbots recorded different signatures, frequencies and wavelengths and sent them to Obake.

The masked human in the dark hybridized spacesuit would hit a glowing transparent green button on his 3D holographic screen, causing the bugbots to disperse in several directions throughout Intergalactic Space, particularly upon the surface of the planet in dark swarms, appearing much like an approaching rainstorm from the witnesses below. It was unclear what their intentions were, as the Asphodelian fleet remained perfectly stationary. Obake turned and walked through the pressurized gates from the command deck into the hall of the main deck before going through another gate into the flight deck or bay hanger. His bugbots continued to form dark clouds over the Gala and all the guests, thousands of robotic locusts and flies all demonstrating a hive-like mentality or artificial autonomous control system. They were collecting data about every minute detail they could find, sending the intel directly to Obake's spacejet.

Still a mile above the planet's surface, the bugbots appeared to just linger around without descending any further. From out of the mist of their dark cloud, a triangular black spacecraft could be seen hovering without a sound. Obake hit a few buttons on his his control panel, grabbed the joystick and opened the hatch. His personal spacejet dropped out of Soulburst into freespace, and soon Obake was on his way to the surface. As the black triangular craft descended ahead of the bugbots, it appeared to hover down slowly to the ground. Obake was controling the ship's movement with the screen in his cockpit. His other hand was controlling the joystick in front of him. The small triangular black craft landed smoothly and vertically on the planet's surface and remained completely motionless.


It was now at the foot of the Gala...

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At the edge of the sector, the Mizuho, and her accompanying escort fleet took note of the twenty five alien ships arriving near where the Gala was being held.

Almost at once, they began to move to combat readiness, preparing their weapon loadouts, though the Mizuho was unmoving, as it was directly linked to Yukiko.

So they sat idle, 50,000 vessels strong and waited, performing deep scans of the area, but maintaining a state of alert.

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Inside the Gala itself, Yukiko remained silent, despite her security personnel moving quickly to assess the situation through comms with the fleet, tapping their earpieces they kept their formation around the Princess.

There were two men in particular, a scruffy older gentleman with a neatly trimmed beard, and a single blue earpiece that contrasted with his simple black suit.

The other man, a stark redhead and much younger also stood silent, his red earpiece contrasted with the other man's blue earpiece, and the rest of the security contingent's black earpieces.

The Emperor's Personal guardians, Azaka, and Kamidake stood ready to address any threats to the Princess, genetically augmented by the Matokey, both were guardians of great power.

Security Chief Mazaki turned silently to the princess, tapping her shoulder and whispering in Taiyou into her ear.

"We have an unidentified alien fleet orbiting the planet, we should depart soon, I cannot ascertain their intent."

Looking to her surroundings, Yukiko nodded slightly, before slowly going to her feet. "Shimizu insisted I try to make friends here, but no one is interested, and I'm bored." She whispered back.

As Yukiko stood, the security contingent moved back to surround her, with the two guardians taking point, hoping to make a swift, and discreet exit.

At that moment, Princess Shine approached, addressing her as Takayama-Hime, and in Taiyou no less, this elicited a visible pause and reaction from the Princess, whom was used to ignorant foreigners surrounding her, using inappropriate titles, among everything else.

"The people of this Galaxy never cease to surprise me." Yukiko said quietly to Azaka.

But being sequestered in Andromeda for the better part of the last several years, she wasn't familiar with the dignitaries of this galaxy, a brief look of confusion dawned her face, but she tried her best to hide it.

"Who is this foreigner and why is she talking to me?!" Yukiko asked herself in her head. Outwardly answering the greeting in the typical polite smile common in the Taiyou.

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Bamboo and Shine received the information about the fleet at the same time. Shine did not react, certain in her guard’s ability to get her safely aboard the Golden Chariot should she need to evacuate. Still, she was more surprised than not that it appeared Takayama-hime did not recognize her, having caught the brief confusion. Still in Taiyou, she spoke on. ”Forgive my interruption, Takayama-hime.” a pause as she considered her title translated. ”I am Erutin, Shine, a princess of the Erutin Empire. I wished to introduce myself to you ahead of the talks between your family and my own.” She didn’t want to presume who would represent either family after all.

The other hadn’t been seen in this sector in some time. Still, Shine managed a polite smile for her fellow princess, even as her guards urged her to please get closer to the edge of the crowd. The one guard accompanying her kept close, able to grab hold and port her to the Golden Chariot should the situation turn sour. Shine was not worried.

Bamboo turned her head on the dance floor, unerringly looking in the direction of the fleet as they waltzed together. “I do enjoy it.” She assured Mr. Weskit. “However there may be trouble shortly, it seems.” She explained and turned her attention to her dance partner. “And if there is not trouble, then a party with no tact or head for diplomacy is shortly to arrive.” Really, bringing an entire fleet to a party. It was utter nonsense.

Still, it looked like both the imperial women here were aware of the problem and ready to leave. Good. In the event of an attack, perhaps war could be averted, if Takayama and Shine were kept safe and out of danger.

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Sin never was a type of being to sit idly, seeing reports coming in from Obake probing drones and his own deep space scans paints a pretty good image on the hollow-screen in front of him giving him a good view of who and what in this systems and the next if need be. As he knew from the start that showing up here like this was not in the railm of peace talks, but pushing those thoughts aside Sin needed to prepare his fleet if things go wrong planet side with Obake. Using the mind-link between his ships commanders and himself he push his orders to start Def-Ops in the space surrounding the fleet, and to ready a R.R.T unit, which are a team of 20 Reviers class soldier's and 10 Asphodelian fighters. If things do go to hell and Obake can call the R.R.T for help.

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The fleet started Def-Ops, the Battle Carriers with their unknown black gleaming metal would strike fear in to anyone. They didn't need to charge up the main gun because they were not there to attack anyone, but if need be they could destroy planets with only one shot. The black-omnite shields active giving a image of disruption around each ships. Same in fact with the outside of the ships as the unknown black metal that all of the fleet are coated with began to ripple back a forth from solid to liquid preparing it self for any number of attacks. A Swarm of fighters began to launch from flight deck taking up patrolling patterns in a V-formation with a Ace-Pilot at center of each formation.

The Battle-Destroyers started their Ops at the same time, readying their weapons like the 20 P.E missiles for frist strike options. Each missile can cause major damage by phasing past ships shield and tracking systems. Not only the destroyer's have good offensive it has the ability to jam radar, magic, computers, comm links, and warp-drive to make sure any force they come up against will most likely have a bad day.

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All ships reports ready, as Sin taps on his chair with his claws. He would wait and trust Obake with talking on his behalf as his title in the Asphodelion Empire grants him that.

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David Malechite would find precious little information on Valentine Inc. in the matrix. This was due to a combination of the fact that there wasn't much to find, and the fact that Cedric was careful to keep some dealings close to the chest. He would find a hand full of real estate and transportation acquisitions, he may notice some personnel hires that stood out as bold grabs, perhaps even some former Mars Corps employees. All in all what the man would see was a company that was quickly, almost violently, coming into existence in the economy of the multiverse.

Cedric returned the man's grip almost exactly, gauging the man's reaction, sensing that he was being sized up. There was no sign of discomfort at this fact, he had been sized up many times, he found that he measured up more often than not. People often had a private place where they were most comfortable, for Cedric he was most comfortable here. He couldn't help but smile at the question, new blood or old. It was one he had heard in some form or fashion many times. It had been strange the first time, he had grown up in a world where his family had always had wealth. Their wealth predated entire nations very existence, it had endured ages of men. Here, as with every other dimension he had visited, he could easily be thrown in with the nouveau riche.

"Old fish, new pond you might say." Cedric replied as he deftly retrieved a glass of scotch from a passing waiter. "But I assure you the money is old." he took a drink.

There was some commotion by the balcony, a new arrival making a unique entrance. Cedric allowed it to take his attention for a moment. The various security personnel were inconspicuously informing their charges and no doubt preparing for the worst. He took it all in, standing there next to the host of the event, then he smiled and took another drink.

"Impetuous."