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Victory square; where the population is galvanized; and enemies of the state go to hang. A large intersection in the center of Caprica City, Aschen military displays, public executions, two minutes hate rituals, and speeches from the Emperor are hosted here.



Telescreens showing Big Brother's ever-present visage adorn Victory Square when not in use.
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Victory Square

Victory Square, the center of Aschen power, and propaganda. The people are gathered here for things such as public executions, the two minutes hate, and to hear speeches from the Emperor.

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Victory Square is a part of Caprica City.

4 Places in Victory Square:

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Andreas Moustakas [260] One of the lucky ones who made it out of poverty.
Pence Warren 2020 Debate [259] Trump and Biden are going down.
Octavia Capori [248] She's satisfied with the way it's been.
Gerard Lorrette [241] Aschen Citizen
Sheila Nagala [231] Flag Officer of the Fleet of Inner Knowledge and Fleet Admiral of the AHSC
Isambard Prince [222] "I'm very good with pain."
Raymond Laran [181] When he had everything taken away from him as a young boy, the empire took him in.
Renton Frost [180] I tend to my garden and welcome art of all kind.
Appollonia [155] " An Aschen Adept Of War."
Joseph Lawson [129] "Don't worry about it too much."

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Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: Raphael E. McGregor Character Portrait: Isambard Prince Character Portrait: Sukarma Character Portrait: Joseph Lawson Character Portrait: Appollonia Character Portrait: Gerard Lorrette Character Portrait: Octavia Capori Character Portrait: Andreas Moustakas Character Portrait: Pence Warren 2020 Debate Character Portrait: Raymond Laran Character Portrait: Renton Frost
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 “ Andreas Moustakas Where do you think they're going to take me? ”

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Joseph Lawson drops his arms from his head and pushes himself up, looking at Andreas. "Okay, so I'm going to reach in my pocket and remove something I don't want them to know I have. Are you okay with that?"

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A large black van came to a screeching halt near Andreas, and Joseph. The sagging of the wheels seemed to indicate something heavy inside the van, as the back doors flew open.

Two hulking power armored figures emerged from the back of the van, chambering massive twenty-millimeter slugs into their heavy magnetron rifles.

Their black, opaque, faceless visors obscured everything, but two red glowing eyes, their armor too, was a deep black.

Their footfalls could be heard clearly as they started to approach, as two purple robed, and hooded individuals emerged behind the two towering Adepts of War.

They began to approach Andreas, and Joseph.

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"No, I am NOT okay with that. We're going to wait right here and spend some quality time before the cavalry comes in. For all I know it's something you're going to try to use to blow my head off. You pull that and I'm going to have to kill you before you kill me."

As if on cue, the Adepts of War showed up to drag away this very agile and dangerous xeno. "And there they are now. I wouldn't try pulling any of your gadgets if I were you," he said through gritted teeth as a warning to the Adepts about Joseph's hidden arsenal, keeping his disruptor rifle warmed up and ready. He was ready for another chase, but a firefight in Victory Square where tons of innocents could get hurt was not something he wanted to picture, let alone experience.

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Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: Raphael E. McGregor Character Portrait: Isambard Prince Character Portrait: Sukarma Character Portrait: Joseph Lawson Character Portrait: Appollonia Character Portrait: Gerard Lorrette Character Portrait: Octavia Capori Character Portrait: Andreas Moustakas Character Portrait: Pence Warren 2020 Debate Character Portrait: Raymond Laran Character Portrait: Renton Frost
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Joseph Lawson reaches into his pocket and swiftly withdraws a lighter, throws it on the ground, and then crushes it with a boot heel. "Bullshit, they're gonna kill me anyways." he mutters. He puts his hands behind his head in an unmistakable show of surrender, eyes closed, as he mutters a sort of mantra."Ignis venturus est." He says, over and over again.

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Joseph Lawson realizes dying fighting is better than dying arrested, so he grabs up his coat and yanks out an SMG, and then runs into the crowd of civilians, so as to prevent from being shot at.

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One of the Adepts of War grunted as he tracked Joseph trying to run away into a crowd of people. That was a bad move, and so he quickly moved to act, vanishing in a flash of white light, and an audible pop, and re-appearing mere inches in front of Joseph.

In one swift move, he reached out, his hands wrapping around the SMG with enough force to crush it into bits of twisted metal, the second hand moving with inhuman force, and speed to attempt to grab Joseph around the torso, and sweep him up off the ground.

"Your life is forfeit." The Adept grunted.

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Joseph Lawson blinks in surprise as the Adept literally teleported in front of him, and tries to fire his SMG, but realizes it's already in the hand of the soldier, and barely manages to remove his hand before it is crushed. He swears as the Adept snatches him up, and tries to hit it in the throat, failing miserably.

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Joseph Lawson , in response to the Adepts' statement, says, rather loudly, "Damn right my life is forfeit."

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"To be honest, I would have done the same to anyone else up to your specific brand of shit, Adam Henry," Andreas spat as the Adept managed to disarm this freak. "The fact that you're a xeno is just a bonus. Take him away. Ad Victoriam!"

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Joseph Lawson gives Andreas a casual salute,grinning widely. "And I'd do it again, man."

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 “ Eh, they'd tell you to kill your mother and you'd do it. I feel bad about what they've done with you, you brainwashed bastard. ”

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 “ Damn. I guess I'm gonna die, ain't I? ”

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The hulking war adept in the black armor was on the verge of striking the killing blow, until he was interrupted by the man in the dark, plush indigo robes.

"His actions merit a fate worse than death." The Confessor said, nodding affirmatively.

"Transport him to the bio-scholars, have him re-educated."

The Adept nodded, and with an almost inhuman ease, he began to pull Joseph towards the unmarked black van.

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A Patriotic fanfare begins to blare.

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Andreas Moustakas started at hearing the fanfare. Knowing the Adepts had the situation well in control, he gave the reinforcements a salute before scrambling back to the main forum, leaping and vaulting over obstacles to try to get a good spot in the crowd!

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Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: Raphael E. McGregor Character Portrait: Isambard Prince Character Portrait: Sukarma Character Portrait: Joseph Lawson Character Portrait: Appollonia Character Portrait: Gerard Lorrette Character Portrait: Octavia Capori Character Portrait: Andreas Moustakas Character Portrait: Pence Warren 2020 Debate Character Portrait: Raymond Laran Character Portrait: Renton Frost
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The crowd began to slowly assemble, as the patriotic fanfare began to blare over the loudspeakers, one by one people came out of their homes, and out of their shops to assemble in Victory Square, a young man was moving his way through the crowd pushing a cart, the smell of seasoned meats wafting from the cart, filling the square with the pleasant smell of food.

"Gyro! Fresh Gyro! Two Dinar! Fresh Gyro!" He cried out, passing the warm meat, folded in pita bread, and topped with veggies to one of the crowd-goers.

"Souvenir cups! Fresh Gyro! Two Dinar!" He cried out again.

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Joseph Lawson laughs when he hears the word "re-educated" in a sense of gallows humor. "I never was too good at school." He says, in an attempt to mock the Confessor. He realizes that since he can't get away anyways, he might as well make things easier for the opposition, at least right now. He won't resist.

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Joseph Lawson sort of shrugs back on his jacket, then takes a guess at what is going to happen to him. "You going to make me normal citizen?"

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 “ Or are you going to do worse? ”

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Joseph Lawson reaches into his jacket pocket, and puts a hand on the grenade hidden there. The frag grenade should kill the Adept, but he would also kill himself. So he takes his hand out of his pocket. 'Not right now.'

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The Adept grunted at the sight of the grenade, and with lightning speed, and inhuman precision, he took his free hand, and moved to encapsulate his massive, armored fist around Lawson's hand, and the grenade. The grenade would detonate harmlessly within the armored fist, likely taking Lawson's hand with it, but sparing him, and everyone else around them.

The Confessor chuckled. "My, You're full of suprises."

The Adept grunted again, and with Joseph still in his grasp, moved to slam his head into the concrete, in an attempt to knock him out.

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Joseph Lawson 's head hits the concrete, and he blacks out, his head bloodied and his forehead heavily bruised.

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As the man returned with a confessor Sukarma felt humans join in her core reference frame again. Some humans somewhere with a suitable telekinetic ability surveilling within the knowledge of her proximity. There were others poking around in there too but they felt stiff moving around processing threads to look at the raw data for the incomplete but stable quantum ansible to her Earth. The activity felt good to be useful again even if it wasn't really a crew. The man's hand reached for his pocket.

Their activity turns frenetic as eigen manifolds open to interface her sensors with her intuition as some of the stiffer minds using tools instead of native power fled. Someone would, is, and did vomit on her ship deck though the whole of the situation she deprioritized. Networks of potential and actual data linked between computational models integrated with a more holistic view of time independent of now and later. A deeper understanding born of organic and very human brains scattered around the inside of her frame and her avatar itself. The minds that remain seem alert but with directed attention that follows thread folding clearly had an idea of what was going on.

They passed information out of her core manifold about the potentialities as she copied then handed the request off to subsystems for linear render. Executive duly engaged with this particular task Sukarma took in what was happening as threads cut and pruned deciding what she was going to do in the seconds a hand moved to his pocket. The stream of time resumed as she rejoined linear flow. The man wasn't likely to pull the pin as medical data plus the look in his eye told her he might decide against it. Sukarma stood up anyway and started walking closer just in case.

The Adept neutralized that situation anyway as she raised a hand to organize a FE shear plane of the ring from the grenade pin. The interconnected frame's eigenvector tethers jiggle to evade the other minds staring at the whole but she had to move one out of the way. At her distance couldn't shear much but a small pin wasn't that thick so the field-effect tool had to be efficient. Then they smashed the xeno's head into the ground and he went out like a light. Sukarma winced as that looked like it hurt.

A few soft mag-clamps clicked off as Sukarma's blue backpack flipped around to her hand at the front. A step or two to the side having repurposed the shear plane into a matter translation. It was a bit strong for that. There was a white symbol of an Ashen healing diety on it. Her support pack got a few upgrades lately from what she could get personal licenses for. The bureaucracy didn't take well to the ship and the user being the same thing on forms. There was a lot for her to read and understand and if she wanted to be able to really use it she had to actually learn it. Unlike the AIs that gave the EI migraines when they moved too deep that just sucked in everything like little black holes. Rather short compared to most Ashen she approached slowly to look up at the Confessor and Adepts as her chromatic skin turned a watery green on blue.

Hair tentacles moved to switch out sensory apparatus as her conversational Antiquas is just slightly broken by Latin tensing, {Ad Victoriam. Do you want first aid for the Xeno, Confessor? The wounds may get infected there's no indication his immunology is as robust as Ashen.}

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Joseph Lawson 's eyes flicker, then open slowly. He's barely holding on, as it seems.