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Necunda wrote:

He would arrive with one key difference, his hair would turn white, but he isnt old, just silver white a natural hair colour for Nesorites. "Huh, i look better with Silver Hair. And yeah, our teleportation tech is still in its baby steps." Yohann would greet Cao with a handshake as well and he would follow him to wherever he will be taking him. The interior if his spaceship is quite grandiose and new to him and would complement it on how nice it is. "The interior is well.. kinda nice...?" he says trying to compliment the ship. "But i believe your dreadnaught might be even better in the inside than this dinky old ship."

Greating him with a raised eyebrow and a handshake "White hair...? And yeah the guy that's captain likes to keep the place fancy like his own personal mansion... The guys a pompous jerk off. But he isn't a coward or a fool so I can't complain that much... My dreadnaught, Remnant Planes, is made up in to look more like a classy pub if anything." He says jokingly as they walk into the officers lounge.

The room was a small one thanks to t being a frigate but it had 3 tables, a small stage where a hologram was singing and a bar here one of the AI crewman was serving. Sat at a table in the centre was a woman, with medium length silvery hair, golden eye with her right eye having an eyepatch over it. She laid back in her chair and was already digging in to some sort of crisp based snack why the time they arrived. "Yo old man Cao. I was surprised to hear you didn't kick the bucket yet. Who's the shrimp? He's not one of yours." The mystery woman looked like she stood about 5'7ft at the very least...

Czagarn wrote:

Nyra coughed, before taking out a handkerchief and wiping her forehead clean of sweat. She then put it back in her pocket and rubbed the back of her neck with a grimace, "W-well, things haven't been g-going so good at home, so I decided to take a l-long, extended walk, hahaha...hah.", her nervous laugh cutting off awkwardly. She coughed again, "I, uh, found o-out about Tradus in a brochure and t-t-thought it would be fun for a bit.", before scratching her neck nervously and looking off to the side awkwardly, muttering, "I don't really k-know how long I'm going to be here for. I just needed t-to get away for a bit."

Upon hearing this and now being finished Inputting her passport's information into the system both of the Customs Officials would look at each other in silence, the only behind the desk seeming to be giving a non-verbal gesture to the other, before having both of them look back at the female in question, both of them seemed to be Visually Confused, Worried and generally unsettled this would last for a while before one of them would begin to speak, motioning for Nyra to move past before handing back her passport and another peace of paper and having one of them finally speak;

"Well then.. I believe, your good to go, if you continue down this path you'll reach another area where you'll need to show that Ticket to the agent so, he can take you and a few others down to the surface.. Considering your that of a Visitor or Tourist here, you'll be given a List of locations for services and everything else you may need, Including hotels, restaurants and the like, there isn't a need for Currency Conversion, considering most if not all of the Services and locations does take Foreign currencies."

"Other than that, Enjoy your stay here on Jena"

Tradus 21h wrote:

Now as the both of them was within the Large chamber, as just as Xedia was just beginning to move down the narrow walkway, seeming only capable of supporting a single file line should anyone or anything decide to move across it, she would feel someone or something grab onto her arm, causing for her to react in a surprised and confused manner.

To him he could tell that Xedia was not only in a hurry but also Afraid and desperate, as it was not only prevalent within her voice as she were to speak to him, but apparent on her body expression and general Attitude and as she would listen to him she would still be attempting to break free of her hold but to no avail, Either at this Particular time she was weakened, or simply was unable to break free from him, but as she would attempt she would stop doing so before eventually speaking Answering his questions;

"My Kind is few, lowered by those who are attempting to find their way down here right now.. I can only guess they have returned once more to finish what they've started eons ago.. And as for this place, it's a Last Ditch effort to save what remains of my kind.. even if that demands the Formation of a Singular mind, I will do what needs to be done to ensure that my kind survives, even if that means having the only trusted outsider be Hidden and possibly sent away with the remaining Genetic material of my kind".

As she would Finish their would seem to be more commotion coming from the Chambers above and below them, along with the faint sounds of weapon fire echoing throughout the Catacombs as Traduitarian forces made their way throughout the winding complex.. but unbeknownst to them, they weren't there for Mindless Slaughter and to bring about the Complete destruction of their foes, but after something or someone of importance.

(Just Quoting you, so you know where to respond Dilberta)

Hearing the Commotion above them get closer, and Closer to where they were within, it would seem to Prompt Xedia to carry out with her plan, however should he look close enough and Observe not only her body language, and Facial expressions she was hesitant to truely go out with this plan, Unbeknownst to him she knew that whatever she had planned to do, would be a one way trip with no chance of reversing or at the very least stopping the transformation at all.

But with the Commotion and the sounds of gunfire becoming closer and closer by the second she would continue down the pathway before her, looking back before getting to the center of the chamber and motioning for him to follow, should he follow her to the center he would clearly see an almost ominously glowing puddle filled with an unknown substance, around this Puddle was various walls fully engraved in runic markings, glowing a bright purple, and as Xedia would stand on the edges of the puddle before her, she would look back once more before finally speaking

Her voice filled with Uncertainty and hesitation as she would speak towards him "Should I do this, it would almost certainly mean the end of Individuality, and self thought, but then again... Survival is more Important than Culture is it not?"

Triporea wrote:

The man smiled and he took another bite of steak himself. But before Harlock could do anything, before he could respond to Filia’s quips, Jazmin shot a blast of her fire. It hit the man dead in the face and he was thrown away from the table. The chains were just chains, so if his pure energy form could go through solid objects, then he could phase out of the chains. Jazmin ran to help Filia. The man stood up, his decidedly human visage had disappeared on the area that should have been burned. Like a cheap latex mask, he ripped the human face off. His body seemed to get taller as he stood up. No longer was there nice brown hair, but instead red hair with black accents. Tall ears... strangely akin to the deer around him. Antlers between the ears. His monocle remained where it was. His skin seemed to get paler, but the shape of his face stayed the same. His hands ripped apart to reveal sharp black claw hands.

“Now... that wasn’t very nice, my dear.” He said through that still present grin. With his pen still in his hand, he made a slash in the middle of the air. A black void opening up. The room around them slowly got sucked into it, until all of them were standing in a black void. The eyes of the deer paintings remaining where they were. He stepped towards Filia and inspected her. “Interesting species you all have here.” He looked towards Harlock. “And quite powerful too! I wonder what fantastical stories I could write about this place.”

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She shook her head. “Nah... Not him, just the princess and her guards. I didn’t meet him until much later in my career. But yes. Soldiers from birth.”

Seeing the guy take a facefull of blackfire and actually come out unscaved by it, that certainly caught his attention as he stayed in his pure energy transformation, being the only source of light in this void they were now stood in, rubbing his wrists as he stared wide eyed at the true form of their captor, disturbing as it is. Though hearing him say 'This place' instead of just talking about them he couldn't help but feel he meant the Capital and all those within its walls. "What did you just say... So you're toying with us so you can write stories...?" They were effectively trapped now... They were on his turf. There was no guarantee that they could get back even if they did defeat him...

Filia fought the same thing as she took the jacket from around her shoulders and wrapped the sleeves around her waist before her Psionic power coursed through her body, lightning coursing over her body as she scowled up to their captor. "Write your fanfics in your own god damn time, I ain't looking to be some weirdos source material... Do you think you take really take all three of us?" In truth it was she who wasn't so sure about their odds, it seemed like he was just toying with them so far, not taking them seriously... And that worried her alittle.

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"Ah that must have been quite the surprise for you to meet the princess back then." He says looking back to her

Necunda wrote:

"Err.. Teleportation is still in early stages so mutation tends to happen from time-to-time thank the gods i haven't turned into a woman." Im reply to the surprised reaction from General Cao regarding the change of the hue of his hair. "Heh, big ships tend to have some sort of theme going on inside of them, i know the Skadi-Class literally has its own rail transport to get officers from 1 place to another.".

While walking into the room he would sigh and would bring out his flask once again as he is thirsty, this time his flask is quite different from the one he gave it to him. It seems to have runes on it and a skull on the bottom of it. The stench of strong alcohol would quickly spread into the room and would fill the nostrils of anyone temporarily. Taking a strug from it he would breath out vocally signalling he's filled. The woman in front of him would make him surprised. "Who th-" Oh right he's just a guest so he shuts himself up. Easy to take insults but hard to absorb in compliments. Also what is that tremor feeling he is getting, dont tell me his subconscious is ringing the bell that the woman in front is someone he should fancy.

Looking to the white hair he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow "So the white hair... Is because of your teleporter... Heh. Must be exciting to go into such uncharted territory." He says with a delighted chuckle before he sits down at the table, motioning to the girl present "This is Jelica Meyek. She's a natural demolitions expert with a unique power to change matter at will. She'll e your drinking partner."

Jelica raised a silver eyebrow as she looked to Cao and then to Yohann after she smelled the pure alcohol from his flask "Hmm... There's some potential... Might make a worthy opponent since all your boys are lightweights." To which Cao just blinked and said "They aren't lightweights, its just that your DNA makes you damn near immune to it..."

Jelica just shrugged at that as she messed with her hair abit. "I don't see the difference. Now we're the drinks..." Cao just rolled his eyes and waved the barkeep. The Android brought over a barrel of strong ale and mugs to lay down on the table for them to take as they wish.

Tradus 21h wrote:

Upon hearing this and now being finished Inputting her passport's information into the system both of the Customs Officials would look at each other in silence, the only behind the desk seeming to be giving a non-verbal gesture to the other, before having both of them look back at the female in question, both of them seemed to be Visually Confused, Worried and generally unsettled this would last for a while before one of them would begin to speak, motioning for Nyra to move past before handing back her passport and another peace of paper and having one of them finally speak;

"Well then.. I believe, your good to go, if you continue down this path you'll reach another area where you'll need to show that Ticket to the agent so, he can take you and a few others down to the surface.. Considering your that of a Visitor or Tourist here, you'll be given a List of locations for services and everything else you may need, Including hotels, restaurants and the like, there isn't a need for Currency Conversion, considering most if not all of the Services and locations does take Foreign currencies."

"Other than that, Enjoy your stay here on Jena"

Nyra looked startled at the ticket, but eventually nodded and quietly said, "Uh, yeah, you too.", before wincing. She coughed a little, "Uh, I-I mean, thank you, really, for everything.", before doing as instructed and walking down to the agent, ticket at the ready.

Honour guard wrote:

Seeing the guy take a facefull of blackfire and actually come out unscaved by it, that certainly caught his attention as he stayed in his pure energy transformation, being the only source of light in this void they were now stood in, rubbing his wrists as he stared wide eyed at the true form of their captor, disturbing as it is. Though hearing him say 'This place' instead of just talking about them he couldn't help but feel he meant the Capital and all those within its walls. "What did you just say... So you're toying with us so you can write stories...?" They were effectively trapped now... They were on his turf. There was no guarantee that they could get back even if they did defeat him...

Filia fought the same thing as she took the jacket from around her shoulders and wrapped the sleeves around her waist before her Psionic power coursed through her body, lightning coursing over her body as she scowled up to their captor. "Write your fanfics in your own god damn time, I ain't looking to be some weirdos source material... Do you think you take really take all three of us?" In truth it was she who wasn't so sure about their odds, it seemed like he was just toying with them so far, not taking them seriously... And that worried her alittle.

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"Ah that must have been quite the surprise for you to meet the princess back then." He says looking back to her.

His grin just etched further into his face. “Oh my. You three don’t realize it do you?” He laughed. “You’re already in one!” His laughter continued, and seemed to echo... until the three of then all found themselves back at the entrance to the palace. Like a bad dream washing away. They all just... were back at the palace. Just like that. Jazmin looked around quite frightened. Her fists glowing with her fire, as her eyes darted around. Her body shaking. Harlock still in his energy form. Filia’s jacket tied around her waist.

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Liline nodded. “Yup! A pretty moon damned big surprise. It’s not everyday an orphan gets to share a carriage with a princess who buys her a pretty dress, takes a photo with her, and enrolls her into a private school.”

Iammelon wrote:

The man grunted, shrugging, "I know that better than most. I'm from Iammelon, you see. As for what you can help me with, a few questions. How did you guys get here?"

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This cooperation, even if there was much disagreement, was much appreciated, and made the Iammelonians more comfortable. They of course were still ready to advise the Bezi, but they were otherwise willing to relax more and not get so troubled. And helped in the speculations as well. Adding their own intelligence, but also less formal things, like understanding the personalities of certain forces and enemy commanders. For instance, the Zantines were certain to mostly be operating in areas they wanted to reclaim for their own Empire, like Boetha.

The Watrike were displeased by the swords not being given up, since they took the protection of their lord very seriously. But the officer of the Golden Guard was experienced, and gave permission for the two to keep their sabres, so long as they remained sheathed for the meeting. If that was accepted, the Watrike would allow Chelmsby and the Attache to enter into the chambers of the Grand Drake.
Inside the room was a massive war chamber of Tyfrondor himself. This place was designed to keep the Grand Drake fully up to date with all information, and easily send out orders. It was a compact commander center, and the collection of technology in here was rather astounding. Tyfrondor himself was in the back of the room, with his personal computer, reading the many reports coming into him that required his personal attention. His son, Razethorn, was sitting alongside him at another computer, following his father's instructions and sending out orders and information. And of course, there were easily at least a hundred Watrike Guards in here, practically lining the walls and working at various stations. If one was particularly observant, they would even notice Watrike up near the ceiling on patrol, showing that this room was secure entirely. No chances. The Grand Drake looked up from his computer and noticed Chelmsby, giving Razethorn a nod to look up as well. Tyfrondor then spoke calmly, "Welcome to my sanctum. Chelmsby, correct? Apologies for no formality, but there's no time for such things in my work today."

Jack sighed. “Fornt pushed us into a portal before preparing us for anything. So next thing you knew I was grabbed by the collar on my shirt and tossed into a godforsaken hole.”

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If the rebels were in Boetha, then they had to be stopped. Regardless of Iammelonian wishes, the Bezi main battle plan was titled Operation Boa. Essentially, it aimed to destroy the rebel navy as quickly as possible. Keeping the fighting contained within the rebel territory. Then, with the Bezi superior navy and Iammelonian forces at hand, they would carve a path right through the rebel planets.

The swords being sheathed was no problem. These were officer dress swords. And while it could be extrapolated that both individuals knew how to use their sabres, they were still just sabres. Chelmsby nodded her head. “Honoured to be in your presence once again, Lord Tyfrondor.” She saluted. Breaking the salute she spoke quickly, but formally. “I come here today to see through the implementation of the Union Allied Command, or UAC for short. This would be a joint committee of generals and civilian politicians in charge of fighting and winning this war for the union. It will consist with you as its civilian chairman, a supreme commander of all union allied forces to be appointed by you, and will be in charge of all troop movements, tactical decisions, and responsible for logistics. I have also taken the liberty of inventing a series of coding and encryption numbers for us to apply to all UAC communications.” The aide-de-camp opened up the attache case and set it on the closest table. He removed a large computer data chip. And handed it to a watrike. It would contain everything Tyfrondor would need for the UAC and its unique encryption software.

Honour guard wrote:

Alicia listened to all of the options, looking between the members one after the other as their presented her with the options to save her father. "I'm not sure how sealing away his other half would affect him... It might make him more vulnerable to psychic attacks, easier to mind control him. It could even reap him of his offensive powers completely..." She says before thinking on Project waterfall "Trying to alter the mind of the beast may end up doing more harm than good... And guilt tripping the Athailian's might hurt us both in the long run."

Now she was only left with one of the remaining options, she had no idea who this 'Witch-King' was but that plan sounded like it had the best outcome. "... Then the witch-king is the best bet for saving my father then."

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Helka looked at her communicator as she walked with Elzi to the directors office "Well I'll be damned... I was wondering when this would come full circle... Fighting against the pair of them again. But this time fighting with Excave instead of against them... This is going to be so weird fighting alongside people I tried to kill in the past."

"Then shall the Witch-King arrive to this cell or shall the King of Castameer venture to the Vok system? Either are possible." The Vok replied.

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Elzi gave her a curious tilt of the head, now legitimately intrigued as she had to gently put Helka on a path towards a shuttle towards the impromptu war council. "You've fought Excave before?"

Honour guard wrote:

Looking to the white hair he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow "So the white hair... Is because of your teleporter... Heh. Must be exciting to go into such uncharted territory." He says with a delighted chuckle before he sits down at the table, motioning to the girl present "This is Jelica Meyek. She's a natural demolitions expert with a unique power to change matter at will. She'll e your drinking partner."

Jelica raised a silver eyebrow as she looked to Cao and then to Yohann after she smelled the pure alcohol from his flask "Hmm... There's some potential... Might make a worthy opponent since all your boys are lightweights." To which Cao just blinked and said "They aren't lightweights, its just that your DNA makes you damn near immune to it..."

Jelica just shrugged at that as she messed with her hair abit. "I don't see the difference. Now we're the drinks..." Cao just rolled his eyes and waved the barkeep. The Android brought over a barrel of strong ale and mugs to lay down on the table for them to take as they wish.

He would smugly smile as he would take his seat directly infront of Jelica. Unsure what the hell is this throbbing feeling he is experiencing in his chest he would shake it off and would sit down properly. "Im gonna be forward for a bit but your eyepatch fits you." Oh my, advancing already after first meeting? what a power move. Yohann would open the tap of the barrel and would pour himself a mugful of ale and for her. He would gently slide the mug towards her and would raise his mug. "Cheers." Chugging through it in a single swoop he would finish the mug in 10 seconds without placing the mug down.

A smug smile on her knowing he will win.

Czagarn wrote:

Nyra looked startled at the ticket, but eventually nodded and quietly said, "Uh, yeah, you too.", before wincing. She coughed a little, "Uh, I-I mean, thank you, really, for everything.", before doing as instructed and walking down to the agent, ticket at the ready.

As she would Make her way towards the Destination given to her, she would seem to Enter another area, this one filled with less People, and with what seemed to be a Waiting area, In front of her would be another Desk, with another Agent at it, this one being a Female based on the Appearances alone, and would seem to be Much Different from the Other two Officials she had first encountered.

And as Nyra would Approach the Agent in question, the Agent would already seem to be Expecting her, motioning for her to come over, with an almost Welcoming smile, before speaking towards her as she were to get close enough

"Hello there, and Welcome to the Jenian Orbital Platform, I'm Assuming you have your Passport and Ticket? if so then, you wouldn't mind Placing them onto the Desk here, and let me get to them... An Elevator should be Arriving shortly, but these things take a while to Get from the Planet's surface and to the station here... I'm Agent Dau've, and should you need anything from me don't feel Afraid to ask".

The Female In front of her, Dau've was that of a Different species from the two Agents at the First Checkpoint, her skin a Noticeable Blue color, along with her eyes being a Bright Red, she was tall easily being able to rise over Nyra should she need to, as she was sitting down before her, and her voice was almost Sweet and Kindhearted, yet sounded as if she was Pre-Recorded Message, a Robot almost, either this was due to her Training or just how she Sounded.

Necunda wrote:

Calmness, Peacefulness all of those feel good emotions you feel when you are close to the one you fancy and.. love.. The Patting he is experiencing is a godsend and truly heavenly. This wholesome feeling, he wants more of it. Her love for him fills the void he has, abyssmal yet slowly being filed up. He would nuzzle his head on her bossom as she gets closer to him. "Ahh.. you smell nice.. hehe." He would remove his head from her bossom and would look up her. "So what do you wanna do now?"

Once more as Baeusthair would seem to Place his head onto her chest she wouldn't seem to care, or notice simply looking back down at him with a smile as he spoke to her, still seeming to be Patting his head before he would begin to move from her, and ask her a question, When she heard this she would Fall silent for a moment before finally speaking

Her voice Sounding Uncertain and Unclear as she were to speak towards him; "Well... Considering, my Crew is likely Expecting me to return tomorrow, and I did Promise you that I'd get you off this world and away from the Norm that is your Patrol Routine, If anything the two of us will return back to the station."

"Besides.. I do need to check up on them anyways, and the both of us does still have Responsiblites.. And hopefully, Maybe potentially take you with me back to Traduia for a while or so.. besides it wouldn't hurt"

Triporea wrote:

Jack sighed. “Fornt pushed us into a portal before preparing us for anything. So next thing you knew I was grabbed by the collar on my shirt and tossed into a godforsaken hole.”

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If the rebels were in Boetha, then they had to be stopped. Regardless of Iammelonian wishes, the Bezi main battle plan was titled Operation Boa. Essentially, it aimed to destroy the rebel navy as quickly as possible. Keeping the fighting contained within the rebel territory. Then, with the Bezi superior navy and Iammelonian forces at hand, they would carve a path right through the rebel planets.

The swords being sheathed was no problem. These were officer dress swords. And while it could be extrapolated that both individuals knew how to use their sabres, they were still just sabres. Chelmsby nodded her head. “Honoured to be in your presence once again, Lord Tyfrondor.” She saluted. Breaking the salute she spoke quickly, but formally. “I come here today to see through the implementation of the Union Allied Command, or UAC for short. This would be a joint committee of generals and civilian politicians in charge of fighting and winning this war for the union. It will consist with you as its civilian chairman, a supreme commander of all union allied forces to be appointed by you, and will be in charge of all troop movements, tactical decisions, and responsible for logistics. I have also taken the liberty of inventing a series of coding and encryption numbers for us to apply to all UAC communications.” The aide-de-camp opened up the attache case and set it on the closest table. He removed a large computer data chip. And handed it to a watrike. It would contain everything Tyfrondor would need for the UAC and its unique encryption software.

The grizzled man simply nodded and sighed, “Rather typical then. Guess Cyboar was about to descend again. You’re really more lucky to be alive. Fornt probably pushed you through the Gate to keep you in whole state of living. Only he can really survive such a fight, or escape it himself. Still, sorry you got thrown into this.”

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While this plan did align with the Union’s goals, the Bez were told they were getting carried away. Before the navy could be handled, all Union territory had to be connected, or at least as much as possible. The OMNI Navy was one of the largest in eastern Hoshizora, it’s why they had the confidence to wage this war as they did, not to mention the added naval power of their confederate allies. Attrition favored the Confederates, more finesse would be needed. The Bez’s naval power was mighty, but it would be destroyed with little true damage to Omnipo if they engaged the Confederates directly, and that would likely be taken poorly by the Sansad. Operation Boa would have to be put off until the Union was at full power.

The Watrike who got the chip took it over to Razethorn, who had it inserted into a large memory server. The Dragon gave his father a nod of confirmation as the data was being scanned, and the Grand Drake nodded, “Seems you are quite prepared then. Good. I will take your coding method and have it distributed alongside the rest to my officers. As for this allied command, I have already arranged for such things. The Union’s first minister of war, Tamour Rulcar, will take command, under my authority. He will do his job just fine. What I care about right now is inserting your own forces into my plans. Tamour knows his role in this great tapestry of war, but how about you Chelmsby? Tell me what your understanding of your part, and that of the Bez as a whole in this UAC.” The red eyes of the Grand Drake watched her, as well as her attache, closely, to make it clear he was listening intently.

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The Ebony Republic wrote:

Department of Enforcement personnel swept former buisness holdings for anything that could of been a threat: Gas bombs, regular bombs, biological weapons, cyberwarfare or electronic warfare devices, sensitive information, etcetra etcetra. While Omnipo was a known legitimate factor, the Confederacy knew little of Cyboar's allegiances in the war evidence wise, but the DNI left nothing to chance with such a mysterious faction. The company representatives would be escorted to Itrypso, where proxy droids for the Council would meet them alongside the Emperor. The Confederacy wished to flat out allow Excave more buisness within the Confederacy, as well as the other companies. Similarly, the Anubite Kingdom was also invited, as well as representatives from Bazaar Security once the information from Macky was passed along.

Chieko quickly passed down the information that Security was friendly, which was more evidence they had chosen the right side. "Attacking Security? Interesting. What about Cyboar and the other companies? We've also extended an offer to the Anubites in the event Omnipo begins to mess with them, or other factions." She said, gently tapping her pen on the table. H04ND looked up briefly, before shifting, displaying a holographic projection of Lord Vy'shak, Delmah Imperial Councilor. "Lord Macky. Lady Erellyth informed me of you the first time we met on this planet. I am currently a short distance away from the Angelarium system with my flagship. While normally I would invite you to sit at the War Council above, for your safety, we will transmit down to the Director's office."

Omnipo’s offices were mostly bereft of anything except some security systems that had been “forgotten”, so there was some trouble with sentry guns and the like. Otherwise they’d find a couple attempts at hiding listening stations and beacons, to get intel, but nothing dangerous to the surrounding area like bombs. Cyboar however left absolutely nothing. Searching their buildings would find nothing at all, not even left behind trash or desks, just nothing, as if they weren’t there at all. The most found was that one building had been given a new basement, but this too was stripped clean. As for the businesses, they went along with this, including an Anubite ambassador, who came with the vindicated Bazaar Security officer. More business was very much something they would all want, except Bazaar Security. They were a police force, so they weren’t much for operating outside Iammelon’s borders, but they were just happy to be recognized.

Macky was happy his word was trusted on Bazaar Security. It was good he didn’t need to go to the extra trouble of showing the evidence, since that took time. Being trusted was pleasant for the Dragon, who nodded to Chieko, “Yes, Bazaar Security was included in Omnipo’s sneak attacks across Iammelon. They are, understandably, very angry about that. Cyboar we are unsure of, but they withdrew from our territory in similar time, so we believe they have sided with Omnipo. The Anubites are our faithful allies, so I am certain they will be on Excave’s side. The lines are still not totally sure, but I will have a more complete list of factions and their loyalties complied soon when the marks are clear.” He paused to look at the projection. The news was nice to hear, so he nodded, “Thank you, Councilor. It will be nice to see you here.”

Triporea wrote:

His grin just etched further into his face. “Oh my. You three don’t realize it do you?” He laughed. “You’re already in one!” His laughter continued, and seemed to echo... until the three of then all found themselves back at the entrance to the palace. Like a bad dream washing away. They all just... were back at the palace. Just like that. Jazmin looked around quite frightened. Her fists glowing with her fire, as her eyes darted around. Her body shaking. Harlock still in his energy form. Filia’s jacket tied around her waist.

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Liline nodded. “Yup! A pretty moon damned big surprise. It’s not everyday an orphan gets to share a carriage with a princess who buys her a pretty dress, takes a photo with her, and enrolls her into a private school.”

It took a moment after they appeared right back at the palace entrance for Harlock to fully realise what had just happened as his whole body trembled even in his pure energy form, still stood in a defencive posture as he quivered while his body everted back to his normal form out of shock and fear. "H-How... We're... Back at the palace...?"

Filia looked around them for a moment before she looked to both Jazmin and Harlock, seeing them loose it while she was still composed. For Harlock he slapped him around the back of the head and she pinched Jazmin's cheeks to get them both to focus again "Stay with me here, losing our cool is the last thing we should do okay? We just need to work out what we're going to do.2 She says putting the jacket back on before gripping the sleeves tightly.

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"... I wonder if that's actually common... It's a big galaxy." He says stretching to fold his arms behind his head while they walk. "Still... I won't deny your quality of life improved alot."

Necunda wrote:

He would smugly smile as he would take his seat directly infront of Jelica. Unsure what the hell is this throbbing feeling he is experiencing in his chest he would shake it off and would sit down properly. "Im gonna be forward for a bit but your eyepatch fits you." Oh my, advancing already after first meeting? what a power move. Yohann would open the tap of the barrel and would pour himself a mugful of ale and for her. He would gently slide the mug towards her and would raise his mug. "Cheers." Chugging through it in a single swoop he would finish the mug in 10 seconds without placing the mug down.

A smug smile on her knowing he will win.

Jelica raised an eyebrow to the compliment, showing some degree of emotion on that blank slate as she watched him chug the mug. "Boastful..." She says dipping her finger in the mug before lifting it out with all the ale with it having turned it into a soft of jello ale as she just wolfed it down with a slight smile . "But your chances of winning a drinking game against me are pretty slim shrimp" She says whimsically

The Ebony Republic wrote:

"Then shall the Witch-King arrive to this cell or shall the King of Castameer venture to the Vok system? Either are possible." The Vok replied.

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Elzi gave her a curious tilt of the head, now legitimately intrigued as she had to gently put Helka on a path towards a shuttle towards the impromptu war council. "You've fought Excave before?"

"It'll be safer for the Witch-King to come to my father... If he relapses out in space we might lose him for good..." Alicia says as she looks to the Vok, really the last thing she wanted was for her father to go rampaging through half of the galaxy and someone killing him before they could help him...

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Helka started to follow Elzi towards the shuttle they were needing to take to this war council with a single nod "Yeah I fought them on Duxton, I never fought many of their ground units unless their transports crashed. They're a hardy bunch with lots of powerful fighters. It was... Interesting fighting them."

Honour guard wrote:

It took a moment after they appeared right back at the palace entrance for Harlock to fully realise what had just happened as his whole body trembled even in his pure energy form, still stood in a defencive posture as he quivered while his body everted back to his normal form out of shock and fear. "H-How... We're... Back at the palace...?"

Filia looked around them for a moment before she looked to both Jazmin and Harlock, seeing them loose it while she was still composed. For Harlock he slapped him around the back of the head and she pinched Jazmin's cheeks to get them both to focus again "Stay with me here, losing our cool is the last thing we should do okay? We just need to work out what we're going to do.” She says putting the jacket back on before gripping the sleeves tightly.

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"... I wonder if that's actually common... It's a big galaxy." He says stretching to fold his arms behind his head while they walk. "Still... I won't deny your quality of life improved alot.""

Jazmin’s fists of flame disappeared and it was clear she tried ro stop shaking. But it was too difficult for her. And she was unable to. So, she... just kept looking around. Worried that any shadow would leap at her. Any strand of hair in her face was some kind of apparition. She was... concerned.

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She nodded, suddenly taking a left through an alley and stopping randomly. She ran her hand along a brick wall. Before stopping, crouching down and inspecting a grate on the lower part of a wall. It was an iron grate, smooth and bolted to the brick. “And down there is where I used to live. Seems they barricaded the ole cellar up.”