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Hoshizora RMB

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Founder: The Borderlands of N E O T A U R I A

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Largest Information Technology Sector: 295th Most Scientifically Advanced: 365th Largest Black Market: 378th+27
Most Nations: 412th Largest Manufacturing Sector: 725th Highest Average Incomes: 733rd Smartest Citizens: 797th Largest Arms Manufacturing Sector: 829th Most Corrupt Governments: 853rd Most Advanced Defense Forces: 954th Highest Poor Incomes: 1,183rd Highest Wealthy Incomes: 1,197th Largest Governments: 1,258th Most Subsidized Industry: 1,294th Lowest Crime Rates: 1,298th Most Secular: 1,322nd Largest Retail Industry: 1,347th Highest Economic Output: 1,406th Largest Publishing Industry: 1,487th Most Advanced Public Education: 1,517th Most Cultured: 1,653rd Highest Disposable Incomes: 1,732nd Rudest Citizens: 1,741st Most Extensive Public Healthcare: 1,878th Most Developed: 1,952nd Most Inclusive: 1,955th Largest Mining Sector: 2,008th Most Avoided: 2,023rd Fattest Citizens: 2,061st Most Advanced Public Transport: 2,214th
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𝙷𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚂𝚌𝚒-𝙵𝚒/𝚂𝚌𝚒-𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚁𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚃𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚊 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 - 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍. 𝚆𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚖 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢-𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍-𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚁𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜.

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Hoshizora contains 32 nations, the 412th most in the world.

Today's World Census Report

The Most Developed in Hoshizora

The World Census compiles a "Human Development Index" by measuring citizens' average life expectancy, education, and income.

As a region, Hoshizora is ranked 1,952nd in the world for Most Developed.

NationWA CategoryMotto
1.The Qi Kingdoms of China-ShouInoffensive Centrist Democracy“The eternal energies of this universe will guide us”
2.The Delmah Confederacy of The Ebony RepublicIron Fist Consumerists“Only united may we reach.”
3.The Dark Imperium of AwithaInoffensive Centrist Democracy“For The Empress!”
4.The Celestial Imperium of The AlicornsLeft-Leaning College State“Imperium aeterna.”
5.The Solar Expanse of OasisaNew York Times Democracy“We live!”
6.The Ahamkara Mandate of EteruCorrupt Dictatorship“What is the wailing of microbes to a giant?”
7.The Empire of the Bez of TriporeaInoffensive Centrist Democracy“May the moon never set upon the Bez!”
8.The Theocracy of TetragramDemocratic Socialists“May God Protect Our People”
9.The Stellar Federation of DilbertaInoffensive Centrist Democracy“𝕰𝖝 𝕴𝖓𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖔 𝖁𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖒𝖚𝖘.”
10.The Interstellar Confederacy of CzagarnMoralistic Democracy“Blood and Steel”
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The Alicorns wrote:As she stepped out into the streets, she realized a terrible, terrible flaw in her current plan.

She currently had zero ID and her partner was also a wanted criminal.

And to get out of this dustbowl, she’d have to show her nonexistent ID to the guards at the entrance. Thus, she decided to do the only thing available to her…

Attempt to go inside and act like everything was normal.

As she walked towards the entrance, one of the two guards, obviously very young, stopped her by placing his arm infront of her ..and accidentally feeling her breast, only to retract it immediately in terror while starting to tremble "Ehhhh ..I ..I am sorry miss. I ..err ..I have to see some ID. It's procedure to leave Shyr." the poor lad was starting to sweat severely with each passing second.

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The Alicorns wrote:Terra decided to look at the old books first, rather interested in what old texts could be written here. Getting out of bed and pettily casting some magic so as to have some clothes on, she moved to the dusty books and started trying to see what books were on there.

There were plenty of books all bearing various titles in the magnificent Sendhar Alphabet; Ah the Sendhar alphabet, a marvel of the Urvan mind! With its clear cut pointy triangle shapes and amazing little dots above some of them!
There also were some comic books with a trio of a winged ghashyr, a lion with a ghashyr face and a dragon, all three battling against zombies. The Sendhar letters seemed more fluid in that particular set, as if designed for more relaxed reading; Truly a sign of the wisdom of Ghashyr typographers.
As Terra was admiring Shyrite lettering, the parrot cawed loudly to announce someone else was in the room. Two old cyan eyes were now staring at the young princess; there she stood bearing breakfast, an aged and taller version of Van in a stitched green dress; obviously tired by a long life, but still bearing the pirate's unique and serene beauty "These books brought nothing but trouble ..I still wonder why I never got rid of them all these years. Apart from the comics of course, those are mine and totally respectful of the old ways." she smiled and let the plate she was holding over the messy desk "You slept for a whole day, so you need the calories. I just brought you some jalaor eggs and some fruits for now, but I can get you a cake later. I'm Cordhya, Alina's mother."
besides the two boiled eggs, the fruits in the plate looked fresh, though all of them being bright purple in the inside and smelling a bit like cheese.

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The Alicorns wrote:Astra decided to go to that scared little filly. She really wanted that strawberry cupcake. The sweet sugar called to her, and all she had to do was apologize. Easy! “It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you like that,” she said to the filly as she trotted towards her. Realizing that her silly little costume wasn’t exactly the scariest thing in the world, she wondered exactly what could get this foal to be so frightened...

As she spoke the filly run behind her, grabbing her hint leg tightly "Th-there miss... ..in the bush". Before Astra could actually see what the deal was about that bush, a dark blue-green magic bubble formed around her and separated her from the filly, elevating and dragging her on the other side of the bush.
A rather thin and tall female changeling was standing before her, with her two very real and tremendous fangs, entire holes in her pitch black rotting body and an extremelly annoyed expression in her face. The most eering aspect of her though was that her voice was that of Lemon's! "Miss Astra you have wasted my patience, I have been trying to apprehend you without alarming the good ponies of this village for a whole day now. Thankfully scaring the foals worked as I thought." she begun trotting casually away from the village with Astra still in her cosy little bubble "I am Princelly Agent Amata by the way, not a ditzy earth pony as you can see, and you are an intruder in our haven ...an extremelly peculiar intruder that our Princess will most certainly have much to talk with!"
She suddenly turned around making a squee while looking at Astra with a sweet and almost apologetic expression "But after all that is over can we still be friends? We seemed to have fun together and I'm also rather hungry.."

Necunda wrote:He remains silent once he enters the Meeting room, the meeting room already has some sort of ceremonial tea and coffee set. Her trying to get as close to him would make her sit infront of him, face to face. He stands up bowing and would begin the ceremony by gently grabbing one of the instruments of the ceremony and and placing it aside for later use as well as other instruments. He pours the water first and then adds the crushed tea leaves, he stirs properly before setting it aside. There he onsets to the next part of the ceremony, creamy coffee. With the coffee grains and sweetener coming first, milk will be poured onto it then hot water.

Stirring the coffee cup thoroughly and would set it aside for later.. His actions show true concentration and focus, a symbol of perfection as he manages to complete the tea ceremony properly as well as the coffee ceremony at record time. There he would present the two cups infront of her with a bow. "Please take one and i shall take the other. If there is something wrong with either, tell me." He says with a smile and bow. He then sits back down and would answer here questions. "They are quite sensitive to another one's touch but not my own so i am free to do this." He would grab both of his horns and would point at her as it is pointed backwards. "Im one of the few to have jointed horns, its kinda weird when moving it so i dont prefer doing it. Cutting off the horns dont help as well as they will regrow after a few months."

Upon Witnessing the Traditional Tea and Coffee set, Laura would simply watch as Bauesthair would go about pouring and Starting the Ceremony she is now viewing with her own eyes, and almost immediately she would begin to think of the Comparisons between what she is viewing and her own traditions and Culture passed down from her mother and Family the most noticeable one of these would indubitably be the Ceremony she is witnessing, as she would view it all within total silence and Interest, Taking note of his actions along with his concentration and Focus.

Taking notice of this all up until the two Cups were placed infront of her and she would have to choose, smiling both Respectfully and with a noticeable joyful expression on her face, eventually taking one of the cups, and looking inside, eventually looking back up and listening to him, the Sight of him twisting his horns towards her, doing this would seem to surprise her and would prompt her to speak

"And you Twisting them doesn't hurt.. and Cutting them don't work? so.. how would you keep them neat and Presentable or do they not grow much"

The Orokin Fleets wrote:"Oh, alright." Ishben nodded. "Just haven't heard the term used before. That's well and good, though."
"Bye, Ishben! Tell grandpa I say hi!" Ninfua would wave at Ishben, who would wave back before stepping out the door.

Chrysanthemum looked down at the little one. “So, need anything? I’m sure I can provide!”

Honour Guard wrote:Picking himself back up from his failed balancing act, Harlock would half tumble against the wall again as the ship would start to rumble momentarily as they start to enter Castameer's orbit. The Prince looked over to Jazmin after he went face first into the wall again "... Okay that one I did't mean to do. Ow." He says rubbing his face as he puts the chair back next to the wall.

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Sephus was surprised that they were being told to leave without the Fatimazda coming back to hear her decision, unless she was watching them from somewhere... Nevertheless he followed quickly as Liline seemed to want to leave quickly. Though once the Android stopped him he did take the envelope "Oh um. Thank you very much." With a short bow Sephus went to catch up with Liline. "Hey, what's the rush?"

She smiled at him and looked away. “Oh don’t worry, I just didn’t see that one we’ll say.” A laugh escaped her mouth as she moved towards the view port to watch reentry.

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Liline seemed pretty furious as she walked. “She was listening... testing me to see if I was still loyal enough... I ruined my last chance to get back in...” She said clearly holding back tears.

The Ebony Republic wrote:"In for?" One of the Mando'ade inquired, sitting next to a Vok, who seemed to favor more ancient looking plate armor than power armor.

The jack laughed. “Well, why’d you sign up for a job like this, you’re not bezi, and you’re clearly not hurting for money. So why do an explorer’s guild job?”

Iammelon wrote:After everyone had gotten onto one of four pads, Fornt remotely activated the teleporter, aiming it for a spot inside the asteroid. With a short delay and then a flash of light, the four were moved inside the asteroid, which was indeed hollow and containing a facility. They had reappeared inside a rather smooth and sleek hallway, illuminated by small lights in the ceiling, evenly placed. Though it was still dim, indicating that whoever used this base had a degree of night vision and so didn't need as much light. Fornt looked around a bit, and then nodded, "Empty, good. Came at the right time of year then. Come on." He drew his weapons and then started down one of the hallways, moving carefully, seemingly watching for enemies around every corner. Tharos and Europa followed, preparing their own weapons.

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Saffron wasn't nearly as graceful and charismatic as the Roi was being, but she did take his flirting well, even if it was with some embarrassment she couldn't return it. When at the apartment, she realized he was letting her make the move, and while it took a bit, she did eventually commence it. In the morning, she woke up early, as usual for her schedule, but she had a bit more pep her in step after last night, which she enjoyed quite a bit. Once she got herself dressed again she went out to check her comm unit, and was rather shocked by the updates. The messages were big, and she was worried. She rushed to find a TV of sorts to check the news, to confirm her fears.

Jack’s weapons were ready, he revolver’s holster was open, his rifle sling was ready to be popped open with a swish of his wrist. All he needed was a target. He didn’t light a cig, fearing the smoke may give them away. So he just followed for now. “This a cyboar base?”

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The morning of, the Roi had awoke a bit after Saffron. He was a bit tired from the night prior. Ialao had stamina, he’d give them that... He went the bathroom, presumably to spend the next hour or so taking care of his mane and getting dressed. There was a rather large tv built inside a wall mounted mirror in the den. Essentially, when the tv was off, it was a decorative mirror. When the tv was on, one could not see the reflections. So yes, Saffron learned the truth... of what was happening back west.

Iammelon wrote:Lady Kissa showed Lady Tarset and her party to the seats, before taking her own. Heulyn was allowed to take one next to Lady Kissa, and thus be sat across from Tarset. The Lady Lord seemed quite pleased with the meals in front of her, clapping her hands, "What a lovely table of local foods! It looks delicious, so it should be an excellent meal after that long trip. Let us thank the ancestors and eat!" Everyone spoke a small prayer of sorts, though each was different due to them thanking their own familial ancestors. But before anybody could get to eating, one of Tarset's Mystic Guardians suddenly looked up and grabbed his staff, projecting a magical shield around Tarset. This happened just in time to block an overcharged plasma bolt, and then two more that quickly followed the first. Looking up, one would see an armored assassin with a sniper rifle hiding up in the rafters. The Assassin, seeing that he had lost his chance, hit two buttons on his armor, one of which activated his cloaking device. The other set off another trap, the nature of which was quickly unveiled as the doors of the dining room were smashed down by robotic attackers. OMNI Hoplites and Attack Drones moved into the room, indiscriminately opening fire on everyone in the room, though clearly aiming for Tarset. Anubite Guardians and Mystics, including Lady Kissa, weren't defenseless however, preparing their own weapons and magic to fight back, including unleashing an Anubite Guardian Spirit.

. . . .

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We need to get up

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We are hurt

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But that’s irrelevant isn’t?

. . . .

. . . .

What matters is that other lives are in danger

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Tell us, Heulyn Lloyd

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What has always been your purpose? Now and forevermore?

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Open your eyes Heulyn, for we are One

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Show them why the sun never sets

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'...ah' Heulyn world was a distorted haze. Warm colors swril lazily in her vision. Her eyelids felt strangely heavy and there was a warm sensation on her body. Amber eyes finally crack open to a pool of gold ichor in front of her face. She could feel her cheek resting on a plate equally warm with the strange substance. It took a second for her brain to register that she was resting in her own blood. Her arms were hanging limply at her side as she was hunched over the table. Her breaths were hard to make. What happened? The world was still distorted. Muffled sounds rang around her, she could feel the vibrations from the table. From beyond her vision she could see shapes darting back and forth. Flashes of light lit up the walls. The ceiling chandelier was bright, too bright for her to look at. A groan left her lips as she heaved her arms up onto the table. It was then she noticed that her left hand was throbbing. The Soul Relic glowing softly with inner light as the flowery lines that paint her body thicken. Red branches splinter off, lengthening out to every surface of her body. Her arm look like it was wearing a tattoo sleeve, a cage of red roots. Grunting now she pressed against the table, her muscles screaming in protest.

Her head spun when she manage to lurch back against her chair. At that point she could feel splinters jabbing into her back. Glancing down her entire front was coated in a veil of her own blood. A rash of exit holes dominated her chest and stomach, one was only milimeters away from her heat. If that had struck true than she would not be thinking. Warm copper rush up her throat, her compermised lungs trying to get rid of the filling blood. Sending her into a fit of wet coughs. spraying gold spittle onto the food in front of her. She could feel she was in some form of shock, not reacting to seeing fragments of her own burnt flesh and bone strewn across her side of the table. 'I...have...to...stand' Lady-Lord Tarset. Lady Kissa. The others. They are in danger. She would never forgive herself if something happened to them.

for the first time in years a fire was lit once more in her chest. A fire stoked by violence since time immemorial. If any Anubite was bothering to glance in her direction they could sense her soul shifting into a red hue. Her body marks continue intertwining over her bare skin to the point there was none left. Steam began to come off her as her body heat rises. With some unknown strength she manage to stand up on her feet. She tried to turn to face the action but was met with bulkly, cold metallic hands that clasped tightly around her neck. A harsh, wet gasp escape her as she was lifted off her feet with ease. One merciless dot of blue light shone harshly in front of her face. Something round pressed into her stomach, causing her to let out a loud groan in pain. *Statement: You're in the way meatbag.*

BLAT

The sound of her smoking lower vertebrae fragments could be heard as they bounced off the shield protecting Tarset and clattering on the plate in front of her. Heulyn mind went white. Her body went slack. As if she was nothing more than a piece of trash the Hoplite chucked her to the side unceremoniously. A arc of visceral fluids left her body as she flew through the air before rolling harsly across the unforgiving ground before sliding to a stop. A large pool of blood quickly formed around her. There she laid, unresponsive to the orchestra of gunfire around her. Her amber eyes gaze into nothingness.

But for some reason, her left hand never stopped glowing.

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Let silver and steel be the essence.
Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation
Let red be the color I pay tribute to
Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fall
Let the four cardinal gates close.
Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate.

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I hereby declare.
My body shall serve under you.
Our fate shall be our sword.
Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Relic
If you will submit to this will and this reason…Then answer!

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An oath shall be sworn here!
We shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven.
We shall have dominion over all evils of all of Hell!
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Yet, though serves with thine eyes clouded in chaos
Thou, bound in the cage of madness.
I am she who command these chaos
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From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three greet words of power,
Come forth from the ring of restraints,
Protector of the Holy Balance!
Atziluth — Choaa a'r Moorlnsiyha'sas!

The nest thing the inhabitants knew the room was thrown into a world of red light. Air howled with primordial fury as it swirl around Heulyn form. Scarlet clouds of energy formed into a fierce maelstrom that spun around her. The food and anything else that was not weighted were flung into the air from the currents of energy. From within the storm of raging power the Anubites would sense something odd within it. Heulyn soul was undergoing some form of mitosis, the new soul that split off was now enveloping the other as if it was armor. As quick as it occurred the tornado abruptly imploded on it self before exploding. Instantly filling the room with red smoke that carry the smell of ash and hydrogen. It would then dissipate to reveal someone standing in where Heulyn used to be laying. A tall woman in ancient armor of fur and iron. A woman whose red air shone in the artificial light. A woman whose amber eyes hold only one thing. "▃▃▅▅▃▃ - !"

The OMNI Hoplite turned too late to the roar of something primal. A sound that only belong to apex predators. A sound that promised absolute death to any who hears it. A armored fist crashed into its frame, ripping clear through it from its sheer velocity. Another fist then slam into the Hoplite. Prompting it to crumcle to the ground as another fist came down upon it. Then another. And another. And another. The room shook as the woman berserker unleash a flurry of blows upon the unfortunate droid. The floor underneath caved in from the brutal onslaught. Suddenly the beserker stop her assault. Stepping back as she breath heavily. The Hoplite was nothing more than a pile of flatten metal. She look up to the remaining attackers. They would see that she is seemly not injured anymore but to the mystics they could see that the wounds are still there. Merely painted over by the new spirit. "▂▂▃▃▅▅----▂▂▃▃▅▅■■■■ーー!!"

Heulyn Lloyd was not here anymore. There was nothing kind and warm in her. There was only Heli Sturludóttir the Vermillion Wolf of Sduvkavuxau. The Shieldmaiden of Okav. The Sea Queen of the Frozen Seas.

With a roar she lunged into the fray.

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Tradus 21H wrote:Upon Witnessing the Traditional Tea and Coffee set, Laura would simply watch as Bauesthair would go about pouring and Starting the Ceremony she is now viewing with her own eyes, and almost immediately she would begin to think of the Comparisons between what she is viewing and her own traditions and Culture passed down from her mother and Family the most noticeable one of these would indubitably be the Ceremony she is witnessing, as she would view it all within total silence and Interest, Taking note of his actions along with his concentration and Focus.

Taking notice of this all up until the two Cups were placed infront of her and she would have to choose, smiling both Respectfully and with a noticeable joyful expression on her face, eventually taking one of the cups, and looking inside, eventually looking back up and listening to him, the Sight of him twisting his horns towards her, doing this would seem to surprise her and would prompt her to speak

"And you Twisting them doesn't hurt.. and Cutting them don't work? so.. how would you keep them neat and Presentable or do they not grow much"

"Ah no it dosen't hurt just kinda feels weird, cant put it to words. We just trim it and it takes hours and hours to do it so its best if you trim your horns on the day of a break or vacation. Some dont even trim their horns anymore just so they look 'cool' and 'intimidating' heh. that dosen't work here." He says shrugging. He would notice that she hasn't picked a drink or so. "Ah please, pick a drink now it might get cold." He says smiling directly at her. He sighs and would gaze at her for a few seconds and would begin to speak. "The visitor should ask the questions first with this kind of event so please shoot away. Ill answer with the best of my abilitie-" A Ding would be heard from the door, his face turns into a frown. "s...." He would press a button on the table. "Please, later, Protocol insists that the meeting is top priority before whatever is happening in Fallbring station." He says before looking at her smiling waiting for her questions.

The Ebony Republic wrote:As soon as they exited one plane and entered what was known as the Feywilds, Emalia's senses were assailed with multiple strange things, sweet and intoxicating smells and bedazzling multicolored aspects of the realm. "They Feywilds are what we consider to be the center of all nature-based energy. Whether it's true or not is obviously debatable with how many infinities of planes possibly exist in the galaxy." She remarked, leading her through a crystal forest whose leaves seemed to be literally flowers, tickling Emalia's nose from the pollen.

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Elzi seemed a bit conflicted at this, looking at Badrick. "I'll...consider your offer, Emperor, thank you." She remarked, then moved to leave the area towards Olympus. Rumor had it on Angelarium that a new Legion was to be founded by the Confederacy soon, and they wished to make Angelarium their home planet in the Cairn province. A Legion prescence on Angelarium would more than likely cement Confederate prescence on the planet even deeper than it already was, though whether it caused Iammelon's Excave, the Firstborn or Athalians, or the native Amziel concern was left to be seen.

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Itran thought to himself, then gestured to the door. "They're what we call a Reincarnating. The Seer is one such being. When they die, their soul doesn't leave the material plane and instead finds a new body to inhabit at some point, regenerating past memories as one voice into others. If you wish to test yourself against her, feel free to, King. All you need to do is cause them to smell blood for them to awaken."

Emalia winced away as her senses were assaulted with new sensations, no matter how enchanting the environment may be all her body was telling her that this place was dangerous. No place this colourful or intoxicating was safe. Even as she was lead through the forest she seemed to wince away at all the strange pollen assailing her nose before she sneezed "Ugh... My very being is trying to tell me that this place is dangerous..."

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Badrick let the pair return to their ship while he heard whispers of a new legion setting up on the planet. His people were not bothered by them as long as they didn't attack them they were accommodating of all newcomers. The same could be said for the Firstborn, they did not mind the new legion so much since some of their legions were here too already after the Firstborn formed their province.

Either way once they pair returned to the Olympus, Helka looked to Elzi as she stepped into the ship "Are you okay? You looked pretty conflicted with his offer back there."

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Zether looked to Itran for a moment as he thought about this, he had not thought such a life cycle could exist. Being living on through the bodies of others, essentially a type of immortality as long as their soul isn't destroyed they could live forever while learning new things from the new body. "Test myself huh..." Zether gave this line of thinking some consideration, he was however curious as he moved over to the door and placed his hand against the door. "The smell of blood... So sheer bloodlust won't work then." Raising his free hand he used his thumbnail to slice his palm open so the smell of liquid crimson was in the air.

Iammelon wrote:Mierl nodded to Erika, getting her concerns and deciding to address them, "It would not be instant, but there are many farmers on this planet. And I am sure there will be at least one family willing to give you a chance and would not be afraid. It would be a mutual agreement on both sides to try. You would not be imposed on anyone, and nobody would be imposed on you. You'll be given time to settle in." He smiled to her, but then suddenly he got a message on his comm unit, and had to rush outside to confirm what was told...

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Admiral Tamour sadly nodded, "I see. A theme of betrayal is not the most glamorous of historical themes. A poor philosophy in the end, and it is unsurprising it never ended particularly well. Perhaps it is a good idea to seal that particular chapter of history away in a separate textbook and leave it in a deep Anubite archive. But for now we should focus on making a new history for you and your-" The Dragon was suddenly cut off as alarms began to wildly ring out, and his ear-mounted comm unit started going off with countless emergency messages. The Dragon looked to the sky, and saw what was going on. The Great Proscore Shipyards, a core part of Excave's military machine, was under attack. Explosions raking the great orbital structures and their defenses were visible from the surface, and more faintly the Omnipo Fleet attacking them. But more worryingly, one could see trails coming down from orbit into the atmosphere. Some were just from debris falling to the ground, but others were from Omnipo Transports and Drop Pods.

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Rovin took out his own comm unit, checking it quickly, "I got their communication codes here. Thankfully this comm unit is waterproof, so the Hydrant didn't ruin it. I can call them up if you want, though might want to wait until we're safe for sure."

Both Erika and Yajana looked to Mierl with worry as he suddenly ran out of the room. Yaj looked to her sister with a smile to try and calm her down "I'm sure its nothing. Just stay calm and stay put. Okay?" Erika nodded hesitantly as Yaj and her pups ran outside to Mierl "Mierl whats going- On...." Yaj's gaze moved skyward to see the Omnipo ships firing at the Excave shipyards and ships in orbit. A mix of confusion and fear filled her face as she watched all this unfold. "W-What are they doing?? We're allies?!" She says before seeing Omnipo transports and Drop pods rocketing through the atmosphere to make landfall, as a pit welled up in her stomach. "No... They're really attacking us. What are we going to o about my sisters?!"

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Looking up to the sky to watch this all unfold, it all seemed so ironic given their topic of conversation. With remorse in her voice she could not help but speak "It would seem this is a bloody chapter bound for that same Archive... What would you have your bodyguard do in this time of crisis Admiral?" Mel asked as she looked up to the imposing dragon, this threat was impending will likely seek to kill him and all resistance be crushed. "They are expecting Excave forces... A force they have worked with for so long and can counter well... But with a combined effort of my people and yours we may yet drive them off of Proscore. If you will allow it sir."

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The Summer Song zooms overhead and teleports them both aboard before it started to move away from the chaotic shambles of the theatre. Thatch looking back at the pair of them with a raised eyebrow "Do I even want to know?" Piper shakes her head as she looks to Rovin "Call them up, we should be fine for the moment. If need be we cal drop in right ontop of the trouble and use this ship to evac everyone."

Triporea wrote:She smiled at him and looked away. “Oh don’t worry, I just didn’t see that one we’ll say.” A laugh escaped her mouth as she moved towards the view port to watch reentry.

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Liline seemed pretty furious as she walked. “She was listening... testing me to see if I was still loyal enough... I ruined my last chance to get back in...” She said clearly holding back tears.

Looking through the viewport she would see that the planet was pretty active in the atmosphere. The ships and stations were moving around thanks to the recent happening in the Iammelon territories. There was lots of ships bolstering defenses and getting ready for relief work if need be. Either way the Capital city was quickly coming into view as Harlock got up and started to make way for the cargo hold. "Looks like things are getting pretty lively.. I wonder what has everyone up in arms."

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Sephus could practically feel how furious she was as he caught up and walked next to her. It was bad enough they they played them like a fiddle but hearing that he guessed right that she was listening in to their conversation and just discarded her without even even having the gall to say it to her face... It was palpable how much he despised this situation. But this wasn't the place of time for that, thy were pretty much in the lions den and having an outburst about their sheer cowardice would be ill advised, he was here on behalf of his people just as much as he was here for Liline.

Sephus wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close to stroke her hair as they walk back to their ship "They don't deserve your loyalty. She didn't even have the courage to tell you face to face. From where I stand you showed more courage to stay true to what you wanted, if they can't see that then they were just as blind as I thought."

Necunda wrote:"Ah no it dosen't hurt just kinda feels weird, cant put it to words. We just trim it and it takes hours and hours to do it so its best if you trim your horns on the day of a break or vacation. Some dont even trim their horns anymore just so they look 'cool' and 'intimidating' heh. that dosen't work here." He says shrugging. He would notice that she hasn't picked a drink or so. "Ah please, pick a drink now it might get cold." He says smiling directly at her. He sighs and would gaze at her for a few seconds and would begin to speak. "The visitor should ask the questions first with this kind of event so please shoot away. Ill answer with the best of my abilitie-" A Ding would be heard from the door, his face turns into a frown. "s...." He would press a button on the table. "Please, later, Protocol insists that the meeting is top priority before whatever is happening in Fallbring station." He says before looking at her smiling waiting for her questions.

Upon her question being Answered along with Laura being told to pick out a drink she would've already seemed to do that before holding it up in clear view before smilng back, however upon hearing the ding and with hearing whoever or whatever Bauesthair was talking to on the otherside she would seem to grow concerned and would speak in responce "If im holding something important up.. It's fine if you have to deal with it, besides I know how some situations can be, but other than that the most questions i have left are about your nation, the Typical stuff, who leads it, is it a democracy or not, along with some questions about your culture and the like"

"Thats really about it, atleast for whats on my mind"

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