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Post by Inkshade on Nov 10, 2011 16:56:26 GMT -5
"Ok..." Spaero sighs.
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Ama nods "Yes...he could be doing that."
Tselvie held on tightly to the ship so she wouldn't fall.
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Post by Dynamax on Nov 11, 2011 10:07:02 GMT -5
"Besides, you go some explaining to do with Ky when he wakes up." Madeen looks down. "I think the time for masks is done don'tcha think? He needs his bro too."
Lindwell gets to Kyrein and looks him over one more time. "He's recovering. There is no problem, he is just taxed from the strain of it all. Rest and a watchful eye and he will be fine." He then looks at Graffiti. "Are you alright? Did Mathias harm you at all?"
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Milardo gets up. "We should land and assess what's left." He says to Mr. Bimmy.
"Aye Lad, aye." Mr. Bimmy says.
Leopold leaps up next to Tselvie. "And there we go." He unties the rope and looks over at her. "You ok my pretty little Lady?"
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"Oh this is not good, not good at all." Hildegarn says as he races down the halls, nearly running into Northon.
"You...puppet of Mathias, what has you all frantic?" Northon asks.
"That witch Keres, she never came back. I fear she went over to the rebels." Hildegarn says.
"And you were going to tell Mathias?" Northon looks over at Acacia. "He's likely...'busy' with the good Doctor by now. Do you see any need to disturb him with this, or should we just go inform the others and catch him up later?"
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Post by Inkshade on Nov 11, 2011 11:31:45 GMT -5
"Yes...I suppose he does now." Spaero nods. he sighs "I just hope my true appearance doesn't put him off..."
Graffiti sighs "Oh he tried, but Mog, Madeen and I took care of it." she stretches "I'm used to guys like him, so don't worry about any trauma." she says.
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Tselvie nods "Yup. Did I do good?" she asks
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"Let's not bother him. Have someone ready to tell him as soon as they are finished." Acacia says "Report it to everyone else, and put her name, and Aurik Sinclair's on the traitor list."
((OOC: Sooo....is everyone satisfied enough to do a day time skip so we can have the discussions on where to go next?))
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Post by Dynamax on Nov 11, 2011 12:18:29 GMT -5
(OOC: I am)
"He won't." Madeen says. "You are brothers. Appearances don't matter."
"I am glad. He was so worrid about you, I can tell he's happy you're ok." Lindwell says.
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Leopold puts his arms around her and smiles. "You did immensely well."
Milardo turns and uses his weapon to fly to his ship. "We're going to land. We need to regroup, collect ourselves and mourn." He looks at Keres. "Medical wing, restrain her and mute her so she can't cast spells. No one deals with her until I meet with her, not even Deus or anyone. Not until she tells me all I need to know."
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"Somehow i think he might just know already." Northon muses. "We should meet with the others now, wait for the President's return, then plan the killing stroke." Northon says. "Oh and...that spy...maybe give him the usual two rank posthumous promotion and send something to any family he had? A..flower basket or something."
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Post by Inkshade on Nov 12, 2011 20:44:32 GMT -5
((OOC: Awesome. I got the ok from aura and outer, noble-er...alucard has been waiting to get back in I think sooo...ONWARD!))
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Ama and Deus' grandfather had had a dining room cleared, with a table large enough for everyone who came to plan to sit at. He sat with Aurik, quietly discussing things as they waited for the remaining people to come. "What's really bothersome is the Guradians haven't acted..." Ludwig says
"True...I remember stories of them from the last war." Aurik nods "Is this not as threatening to them?"
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Graffiti sits next to the bed Kyrein had been put in. He had been going between sleep and being awake over the past few hours, when he first had woken up he paniced because he still couldn't move. He was getting better though, and had been awake for the past 15 minutes, though he couldn't move his legs.
"So...where's everyone else?" Kyrein asks
"They're meeting to figure out our next moves. Sounded like we'll be splitting up last night. Cid and Aurik want more forces, so Spaero's going to lead a group to go to Tselk Isle....they aren't sure who's going with him yet." She says
"I don't think I'm going to blackout again, I don't feel the sleepiness. I want to go to the meeting, I have some things I need to tell everyone that I learned in that crystal."
"What happened in there?" Graffiti asks
"I...I met my dad." Kyrein smiles "His spirit fused with the Guardian that's in me. So when I went in the Crystal he could come out." he pauses "See, when he sacrificed himself, his body was left over and-"
"The Crytec President stole it." Spaero says from the doorway "Yes, we found out the hard way." his face was exposed, his bandages having been pilfered by the Rats.
"Who..." Kyrein asks, recognizing him, not as Spaero, but because he looked like a younger Dnavdo with short hair.
"It's Spaero without the bandages." Graffiti says.
Spaero walks in all the way, pulling a wheelchair behind him. "It seems a certain moogle strongly feels I must come clean to you, so much that your Rats were hired to steal my bandages..." he chuckles and sits on the end of the bed.
"You want me to leave?" Graffiti asks
"No, your family to him." Spaero says "Kyrein...Remeber that brother I told you about, the one I could get in contact with?..."
"It's you?" Kyrein asks
"What was your first guess?" Spaero smiles
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Lorel sits in his room, stareing at a wall. He had been doing this since the previous day, unless he was asleep. Some people from the science department tried to get him to go to the cafeteria, but he had declined each time, his only excuse being he was tired, and wanted to think.
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Post by Dynamax on Nov 12, 2011 21:32:54 GMT -5
"Yeah, I kinda bribed them with candy." Mog peeks his head in. "How you two holding up?"
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"Lorel, open up boy. It's Johann." Johann voice says as his bony fingers clang in the door. "I won't leave until you open up and I mean it. Not hungry for some time and I have no need to worry about the flaws of mortality. though if this drags on i CAN force the door open."
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Milardo stood there, staring at her. Keres was out of it, having worn herself out struggling in her bonds.
"You think you went too far Boy?" Lindwell, who came to check on him, asks.
"No...and I may go farther still." Milardo looks at him. "If she is my mother then....then Josef Sangromon cannot be my Father. He would never lie with a Sorcerer."
"I tried finding Cosmog but he has a nasty habit of not being found when he wants to stay hidden." Lindwell says. "We should wake her."
"...and how are you doing?" Milardo asks.
"I...live." Milardo says. "I do better than some."
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Selena fell asleep in Kimoria arms eventually, though she cried for a very long time. She took Django's death quite hard.
Kimoria herself was something of a wreck. She looks down at Selena and brushes the hair out of her face. "Django...I'm sorry. This whole thing was my idea."
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"COME ON YOU SLACK JAWED LAND LUBBERS!!! ARE YOU SKY PIRATES OR ARE YOU SCHOOLBOYS? GET THOSE SHIPS FIXED TOP TO BOTTOM OR ELSE I'LL HAVE YOU SWABBIN' THE DECKS TIL YOU RETIRE OF OLD AGE." Leopold had his men assist in repairing all the ships, leaving his own to last. He figured it was all he could do to repay all that died that day.
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Post by aura on Nov 12, 2011 22:24:52 GMT -5
Cid watched from a balcony as Leopold and his men worked on the airships. He had his own men working as well. Most of the ships were salvagable. Flray's ship, the Halberd would be battle ready again in a week or two tops.
However...Bigg's ship, the Longshanks was nothing but a pile of scrap metal.
Cid sighed, before he turned back from the balcony and walked into the room.
"Now...I may be blind....but it sure does smell like a hospital in here." Biggs said as he lay in his bed.
Cid smirked at the old man."Well we do have plenty of medical equipment for you."
"I don't need it!" Biggs smiled.
"Yes, Yes you do. You barely survived that crash." Cid told Biggs.
Flray entered the room. She was bandadged slightly, and had a broken arm.
"Sir!" She saluted Cid with her uninjured arm.
"Cut it out Flray...Relax...We can get back to being formal once we get to the meeting." Cid smiled. He stood up and back toward the door.
"We'll be back to check up on you later Biggs." Cid spoke back to the man.
"Could you send one of those cute nurse in again? I think I'm not feeling so good!" Biggs chuckled. Cid smiled. He and Flray headed out for the meeting.
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Svyrian and Brandon entered the meeting room.
"The Guardians can be fickled creatures Aurik..." Svyrian sighed."They may prevent floods, stop a drought, or end a war. However they may do nothing as well...It is by their will that they save the planet..."
Svyrian sighed again, then looked up with a smile. "I'm sorry...I should not be thinking such depressing thoughts."
Brandon simply looked up at Svyrian and listened to her attentively.
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Post by Inkshade on Nov 13, 2011 0:07:41 GMT -5
"In one piece." Spaero says
"I can't move my legs." Kyrein grins
"YOU GAVE THE RATS WHAT?!?!" Graffiti hisses
Kyrein and Spaero laugh. "Hey, Mog, thanks for keeping an eye on Graffi." Kyrein says. he looks at Spaero "So...why didn't you just tell me from the get go?"
"I'm not sure." Spaero says
"That's a dumb reason." Kyrein says "But I can live with it! Now get me in that thing! We have important business to attend to!" he says and tries to get himself out of bed, and nearly falls off doing so.
Spareo springs into action "You can't just do that you need help! They put a reletive eqivalent of Behemoth tranqs in you!" he says with concern.
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Lorel stands, rather robotically, then opens his door. "Come in..." he says, then goes back to his neatly made bed and sits. His room was small and bland. grey walls, lighter grey floor, white bedspread. the only colorful thing in the room was a flat screen tv on te wall closest to the foot of the bed, and a few photos taped to the wall. All of Lorel at various ages with members of the science team.
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Tselvie crosses her arms and then hits the back of Leopold's head with a newspaper "Be nice to them! They're working hard and doing a good thing for everyone and you shouldn't yell!" she says. she had a navy blue and white stiped bandana on her head, a gift from the crew.
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"Things are worse now though." Aurik says "Surely you made them to recognize that?"
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Post by Dynamax on Nov 13, 2011 11:09:26 GMT -5
"Ku...kupo." Mog was caught off guard. "Grafitti...well...they still seemed kind of upset. It's what my mom did for me and Wedge when we were feeling that way." Mog said. "One piece each, I didn't want them to get too high strung, it is before breakfast and they earned it. They fought Cagnazzo of all things after all." HE then looks at Kyrein and bows. "As for keeping an eye on Graffiti, it was and shall always be a pleasure." Mog smiles.
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"We can ask them somehow...can't we?" Cosmog asks Svyrian as he appears from the shadows.
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Johann opens the door. "Tell me boy, how is this sulking helping your friend? I told you that you would need Hades to get the boy from the get go. You shouldn't be shocked. There was not enough of us there and things were getting chaotic, yet you almost had him. Should a thing like that bolster your faith?" He walks in.
"Given a stronger presence AND Hades, he's yours. No more and no less. With Keres and Vashra out of the way you have no dissension holding you back either. All obstacles will be removed and..really?" He looks at the room. "You're on of those 'work is everything, down with materialism' types? Seriously? This is depressing and I can say that. I live in a broken down mansion full of walking dead." He looks at him. "Seriously boy, we're fixing this now. Come. It's an order if it has to be. We're putting some life back in you. Enjoy the irony regarding the source."
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"Actually Missy he both has to and he is being nice. This is part of how we work. He's hard on them because he knows they can do good, and he repays them by shedding his blood in their defense." Mr. Bimmy walks up with a drink for Leopold and him. "Plus when he's mad he's being mean he threatens to provide rope and make them keelhaul themselves at sword point. The men don't mind it none, they know he cares."
"It's all bark no bite my Beauty. They know it to be so." Leopold rubs his head. "I just have two exceptions and they be right here. Three if you think I should ask your pal Urvan to join me. Mr. Bimmy is likely going to lead his own ship soon and I'd need another set of strong arms to replace him."
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"How good for you."
Lindwell and Milardo turn to see Keres' gaze locked on them.
"I undid the mute spell with an Echo screen as we need to talk...'Mother'." Milardo says.
"You don't believe me?" Keres says.
"Oh...I ran a blood test. You are, and he knows it." Lindwell says.
"Occupying your time with busy work as ever." Keres says sarcastically.
"I lost Yula's soul in battle to revive Asura sos he could heal the sons of Dnavdo woman. Do not test me for I may be without mercy." Lindwell warns her.
"I...I see." Keres frowns. "I..I am sorry. I wouldn't wish that, not even on you."
"Thank you." Lindwell says, a spark of emotion running through him.
"Who is my Father?" Milado asks.
"You don't want that answer." Keres says.
"So it is...not Josef..." Milardo extrapolated that much from the comment.
"No...please...don't make me tell you. Enjoy your ignorance a while longer." Keres says.
"Tell me." Milardo says. "NOW!!" His eyes change once again.
"I...you father....it is Mathias Sangromon..." Keres shuts her eyes.
Milardo's eyes open wide. "No...it...it cannot be. I'm the son of that heretic....that monster." He takes a steps away from her.
"Then that mans Sedina is your...sister." Lindwell says, stunned.
Milardo's suddenly turns and runs out the door.
"What have you done?" Lindwell says.
"Release me...I am here for him. Lindwell...please. I swear if I do one bad thing here you can end me. I need to be with my son. I need to fix this." Keres says.
Lindwell stands there for a second, thinking before unstrapping her. "With me at all times until we can assign a better guard."
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As Milardo ran a thousand thoughts raced in his head. All he knw was a lie. His proud heritage was not his, he was born of his race's sins. A great shame and anger filled him as he ran blindly and within him, something stirred.
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As Mathias washed his face in his bathroom a sudden sensation was felt. Ozma was reacting to something.
"So the awakening has begun huh?" Mathias smiles. "Thank you Keres. You proved useful one last time." He laughs as he prepares himself for the days work.
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Post by Inkshade on Nov 13, 2011 11:39:30 GMT -5
"No...Mog that's great and all...but you don't get it. They're a handful without sugar....Now imagine them hyper." Graffiti says.
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Lorel looks at him "I've...always had my room like this..." he mutters and looks around "I never really had much for material belongings so they've never been a huge importance to me." he pauses "If...I have to kill him....could you make him like Kurgen?....Could you bring him back? I can't imagine disease effecting the living dead..."
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Tselvie smiles "Urvan a pirate? I can see that."
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"Milardo?" Ama steps into the hall as he passes.
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Post by Dynamax on Nov 14, 2011 10:47:06 GMT -5
"No worries, I stuck them with Gilgamesh. He offered to help train them to fight a bit, I think evasion tactics. He'll work it out of them." Mog says as he walks up to her.
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"Kurgen was made using a ritual he inflicted on himself. As for undeath...I have never heard of an undead Celestian. I am unsure if it can be done. Their bodies are not carbon based like us after all." Johann says. "It'd be a question for the bosses or Aiian."
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"Well why don't we ask? After all, you're part of my crew too." Leopold says to Tselvie. "That is if you want to be."
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Milardo stops by Ama and falls to his knees. "It's all been one big lie Ama. My Father is...my father is..." He stats crying. "I'm the son of the man who helped kill people yesterday, the one...who tried to rape Graffiti. I'm a Crytec heir...not a knight...not a noble Magi..." He turns. "I'm the son of monsters..."
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Post by Inkshade on Nov 14, 2011 11:59:31 GMT -5
"I sure hope so..." Graffiti sighs.
Kyrein smiles "He'll be fine." he says as Spaero helped him into the wheel chair. he suddenly grins "YES!"
"What?" Spaero asks
"I can move my toes."
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Lorel nods "Well....he's part human...though, since he fell into the crystal, I bet it doesn't effect him...he's a celestian." he sighs. "I...wonder if the President knows anything..." he mutters.
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Tselvie's eyes widen and she grins "Oh yes!" she jumps and claps happily before hugging him.
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Ama kneels down next to him "Do you share their ideals?" she asks "Have you too abandon the ideals of the Magi?" she places a hand on his cheek and gentelly moves his face up to look at her "Or are you still proud and noble? Are you going to let this man, who you have never had respect for, change everything you stand for? Or are you going to show him that you are ashamed of him, push him away and stand true to what you believe. I know you won't let him be rewarded for what he's done. Punish him for betraying your people, and you by being a disgrace. He should care what you think, because you are the better man. He is only your father if you see him as such." she kisses his forehead.
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Post by Dynamax on Nov 14, 2011 21:50:19 GMT -5
"No pushing yourself. Lindwell's worried about you and given recent events I think we should be mindful of that." Mog says.
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"Either he or Mathias." Johann says. "Worry not, all is not hopeless."
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Leopold hugs her back. "Keep in mind I will mind what your cousin says. Family comes first, even to a pirate like me."
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Milardo states at Ama a moment before embracing her. "Thank you...I...I was scared you'd hate me." He ears up. "I know I shouldn't be but...I didn't think I was worthy of you anymore."
"If anyone is unworthy Child it is your wretched Mother."
Keres stood there, gazing at him with pained regret.
"Josef was right to take you from us...he saved you...from being another mistake of mine." Keres wipes away her tears.
Milardo shuts his eyes.
"To dwell on what was is madness, both of you." Lindwell speaks up, having stood farther back. "What was simply will always be what it is. Unchangeable fact. Look to what you have and what you can have. Be a son Boy. Be a mother now Keres. Embrace the now, for it's all you have." Lindwell looks over at them. "That was the greatest lesson I ever learned from my wife. Please heed it."
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Post by Inkshade on Nov 14, 2011 22:11:51 GMT -5
"I know." Kyrein sighs "I'm lettin' you guys put me in this hotrod aren't I?" he says tapping the side of the wheelchair.
Graffiti stands "Well, we've got that. Let's get Wheels to that meeting." she teases
"Oooo, you gunna' be sorrrry when I can walk again." he sticks out his tounge.
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"I'm finding it hard and harder to believe that..." Lorel sighs "Aiian's going to be angry...I lost Nova too...."
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"AWWWWW! But Svyrian will never let me be a pirate!" Tselvie pouts. "She wants me to go home..."
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Ama nods in agreement with Lindwell. "You'll never need to worry about your worth."
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Post by Dynamax on Nov 14, 2011 22:33:56 GMT -5
"It'd be a two on one Kyrein." Mog says. "She's got back up forever where I am concerned."
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"Pish posh. I think any anger she might have has been worked out last night with Mathias." Johann says. "Besides these things happen where science is concerned."
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"She'll have to mind family too then." Leopold says. "Sometimes it's hard but one needs to know when one has to leave home and fly on their own." He looks at her. "And she has to be able to trust me with you."
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Milardo looks back at Ama and smiles. "I love you."
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