Sanctum/ Divided
Jan 24, 2016 14:18:11 GMT -5
Post by LeapingMomo on Jan 24, 2016 14:18:11 GMT -5
Nat
Rider stepped forward and bowed. "Well met! I am Don Quijote, Rider of Spades, and this is my Master, Ananta Maui, a representative of the Church. We came here to investigate this catalyst, but it appears that it has been claimed already."
Nat nudged Rider. "A little less information next time, please. We don't know if they're lying."
Henri
Henri grinned at Cody's fearful reaction to the head and then sighed. "So, she's on our side, but she clearly has ulterior motives. I doubt she exactly wanted us to know what her cube thing was doing. Do you think we should just go along with her plan, or wake her up and confront her?"
Cody
"She might reveal more information if she doesn't suspect we're onto her. If she finds out that Caster can spot out lies, she'll just stop talking altogether. We'll keep you updated whenever we're in private like this. For now, I suggest we go along with whatever she's got planned."
Anne
"It wasn't dumb of me to let them go, you were gonna kill them. If you want, get them and take them with us, but DO NOT kill them. I'm going back to the base as you are not believing me. See you later. I suppose you could just join those stupid people that are greedy for the key. Penny come."
With that said, Anne, Masamune, and Penny left.
Henri
"Sounds like a good idea. I guess our top priority now should be figuring out exactly what she was doing there."
Maria
((Some large amount of time before everyone else showed up))
And that's a job done. Time to drop this off at the collection point and actually take a nap for once. I could use one right about now. lancer's probably gotten the situation all under control since he'll be bombarded with 'polite requests for the greater good of the Catholic church'. Whatever.
Lancer
At the present moment, Lancer was sitting in an office room with three other people in one. Two of them in simple business suits while the last one had a large black trenchcoat on along with a smiling masquerade mask with a crescent moon decorating left eye.
The man with the mask began to speak, "My liege, we, your servants are absolutely humbled to be in your grace, my liege. Your humble servant is sincerely grateful for the king's decision to help us out on our little task. We are so deeply sorry that we have failed in this matter so precious and essential to the vitality of the church. Alas, we, your humble servants are but mere mortals in the face of your highness. We implore of thee to save the church from a humiliating show from the wicked acts of those misguided lambs who have turned to heretical means."
"My liege, this is an image of the woman they may have befuddled to steal the precious documents and here is an image of the physical document. It is a simple red and black folder but the contents are not nearly as simple. I'm afraid the contents are so grave that not even I know what is in them. The pope assures us that it is our direct imperative to retrieve it. Will you grace us with your help my lord?"
In admiration of the man's deep passion and sense of responsiblity for this matter, Lancer quickly let his might gather at his palm and conferred it into the shabby stick he was holding onto.
The stick glistened with a mellow yellow, ripening to a glimmering golden sheen. It expanded in length and seemed to be reforged with the finest of precious metals. The decrepit, frayed edges of the stick tapered into a fine point and were decorated in a series of ornate carvings which expanded to include all of the stick. A golden lance was born. At the same time, Lancer was undergoing similarly drastic changes. His back straightened out and he suddenly became much taller. The previously worn looking face was replaced with one filled with Charisma and vigor, a man at his prime (sort of) that was ready to march into the battle, commanding the masses.
Lancer smashed the spear tip into the ground and decreed, "IMPERIAL ORDER! TRACK!"
A flow of mana drifted into the air, probing around for anything with a similar description. The skill slowly propagated throughout the city, finally having located a folder with the exact description as in the file briefing.
"I have located this paper. I will now retrieve it." "IMPERIAL ORDER! LIGHT STEPS! IMPERIAL ORDER! MAKE HASTE! IMPERIAL ORDER! CONCEALMENT!"
Lancer was basked in a shower of glowing light, soaking in his granted divine boons, a privilege from the beyond. He faded away, leaving no trace of him besides the door that slowly swung open.
The man in the masked chuckled wholeheartedly, "Whether he be divine or be an astral spirit, he is still a useful fool. A tool that gets the job done. Guess I can break for coffee now."
After some time passed, Lancer found the documents with ease as there was no one in the general vicinity and returned them to the branch. he was showered in words of gratitude and some tuna casserole.
((Tell me when you want the Codriship copter to sink land.))
Audrey (Miranda)
She was still sleeping on the floor.
Nick
"Humph, I suppose she failed. She ASKED me to use a body to get Berserker to stop, but her servant was unwilling to throw it himself. She refused to kill the liabilities, but she didn't even TRY to stop me."
"Indeed." Chuckled the now sane-and-business-suited berserker. "A weakling. No stomach for war. Worthless. Can I kill her?"
"Those children take priority. But make sure to make it was blatant as possible that you killed them when you return."
"Ah, an emotional assault? Are you trying to scar her, break her spirit, you sly little mortal?"
"Not an assault. Another test. Patience, berserker."
"Bah! You're too fond of your little games."
"Well, she's not a REAL magus. I'll benothong but business if we come across a TRUE enemy. She interests me, though. Attractive enough. Idiotic. Violent in thought but not in action, easily manipulated. Yes, she's a real specimen. I actually think I WILL go with her. At the very least it would irritate her. Yes, that sounds fun. If she ever stops failing these tests, she becomes a REAL competitor, then I end her. But I think she was telling the truth about being a teammate. Oh, don't forget to de dematerialize as soon as those kids are dead and you've bathed your sword in their blood. You've been draining me dry!"
Berserker chuckled loudly, but it was a low and dissonant tone, very unlike Nick's bells-and-whistles giggle. Then he vanished, while Nick ran to catch up with Anne.
"I aplogize for earlier! I really believed you the whole time, but I was just bothering you because it was fun. I promise I'llvd on my best behavior from now on! So how 'bout a kiss?"
Anne
What kind of person goes around killing people and then asks for a kiss? A mentally ill one. I also think that this boy is not one bit sorry. He's trying to manipulate me. I'll just go with the flow for now...
Do me a favor and bite him Penny
Wuff! [At last! Something to do that is useful!]
"No kisses. Got it? You'll die if you try."
Penny figured that this was the perfect time and bit the boy's leg hard. Anne pretended not to notice.
Ha! This boy likes you!
At least it means that we won't die.
You just like that technology obsessed boy to much.
...
Wuff! Wuff! [She does, she does!]
((Hahahaha, I see that Nick under estimates Anne. Later Nick will find himself burnt badly...))
Nick
"Aww, well, you're no fun- OW!"
Nick crouched down to inspect his ankle. So that's how it is, is it? He turned to Penny, who was now on eye level with him. "Aww, are you hungry, little doggie? You can"t eat human flesh, silly boy, especially not Uncle Nick!"
He stood up abruptly, leaving a confused puppy on the ground. "Hey, you, whatever-your-name-is, you really should take better care of your dog. I couldn't stand to be teammates with somebody who starves a poor animal like that!"
This statement was punctuated by Berserker's return; he ran at them in his full armor, sword drawn and blood spatterermd across him, but there was no malice in the charge. As a matter of fact, he appeared to be laughing very sanely.
"Well, that hunt was far too easy. Nicholas, you misuse my abilities! I demand five sacrifices in payment, and my next battle shall be against an enemy servant! Otherwise, it shall be your head." Berserker said all this with suchcasuality as if he were simply discussing the weather.
Anne
"First, Penny is a GIRL. Second, beagles always pretend like they haven't had food. Take a look at her tummy, she's had more than enough food. Third, she may have bitten you because of something else. She doesn't like to eat human flesh. Finally. DID YOU KILL THOSE SIBLINGS? You were supposed to BRING them along!"
The two of them arrived at the base, but Nick just saw an abandoned warehouse, not the mansion.
Nick
"You told me not to kill anyone, so I didn't. Berserker did. Yell at him if you want."
Berserker smiled crookedly. "Yes, girlie. Do you have a problem with my methods?" He raised his sword and gestured its it casually, but it was nonetheless threatening.
Anne
"Quite clever, but try not to be so deceiving next time. I would shout at Berserker if he wasn't ready to kill me. By the way, we're here. You probably see an abandoned warehouse, but it you believe that it's the base, you see the mansion that one of the other servants made it into."
Anne walked in and shouted to everyone.
"Here's our new teammate who hasn't told me his name yet. His servant is a Berserker, and a quick warning, they like to kill a lot, so watch out for your pets. Wait, there may not be anyone here. Let me just tell you something, please DO NOT kill any pets here. That applies to Berserker too. Just find a room that no one else has claimed.
Masamune
"Anne, see you later, I'm off to fix my poor burnt pasta!"
Masamune walked into his room to find it smelling terrible and that there were these hard little black pieces of what was pasta.
I suppose I have to start again...
Nick
"He's always ready to kill you. I had to make him promise not to more times than you can count. And don't worry; I love pets!"
Anne
"Can you see the base? If not, just follow me inside and try to see. Even if you don't know, by the time you get to the second floor, you will. My bedroom is on the top floor ((Idk how many floors are there)). I think that most of the boys have their rooms on the floor below or something. I suggest you just hand out in the courtyard for now. By the way, the lions ARE NOT ENEMIES. They are Kiera's pets. Masamune will be making dinner I'm assuming. Tell me what you want. He's still trying out Italian, but sushi would be a safe choice."
Masamune
"This pasta may turn out well! It's called Ravioli, I think... Wait, what is Anne saying to them!!?"
HEY! MY Italian food isn't that bad!
Just make sushi!
Wuff! [And while you're at it, can you cook me a whole fish of course without bones or the head. I like the tail, but cut out the butt hole]
You didn't have to mention the last part Penny!
Wuff? [What's wrong with being specific?]
CALM DOWN YOU TWO! Let's just see what they want. Maybe they don't even want sushi or Italian.
Anne
"By the way, sushi and Italian food aren't the only options! Just give a cuisine or dish that you like!"
Nick
"I do see it; thank you though. Two questions: what is your name, and are alcoholic beverages allowed?"
Anne
"I asked your name first, so I'm expecting you to tell it. Also, aren't you UNDER AGED for alcohol? I'm going to say no for the alcohol, sorry. Don't want you ruining your brain before a WAR."
I might let him... His brain is already ruined.
Rider stepped forward and bowed. "Well met! I am Don Quijote, Rider of Spades, and this is my Master, Ananta Maui, a representative of the Church. We came here to investigate this catalyst, but it appears that it has been claimed already."
Nat nudged Rider. "A little less information next time, please. We don't know if they're lying."
Henri
Henri grinned at Cody's fearful reaction to the head and then sighed. "So, she's on our side, but she clearly has ulterior motives. I doubt she exactly wanted us to know what her cube thing was doing. Do you think we should just go along with her plan, or wake her up and confront her?"
Cody
"She might reveal more information if she doesn't suspect we're onto her. If she finds out that Caster can spot out lies, she'll just stop talking altogether. We'll keep you updated whenever we're in private like this. For now, I suggest we go along with whatever she's got planned."
Anne
"It wasn't dumb of me to let them go, you were gonna kill them. If you want, get them and take them with us, but DO NOT kill them. I'm going back to the base as you are not believing me. See you later. I suppose you could just join those stupid people that are greedy for the key. Penny come."
With that said, Anne, Masamune, and Penny left.
Henri
"Sounds like a good idea. I guess our top priority now should be figuring out exactly what she was doing there."
Maria
((Some large amount of time before everyone else showed up))
And that's a job done. Time to drop this off at the collection point and actually take a nap for once. I could use one right about now. lancer's probably gotten the situation all under control since he'll be bombarded with 'polite requests for the greater good of the Catholic church'. Whatever.
Lancer
At the present moment, Lancer was sitting in an office room with three other people in one. Two of them in simple business suits while the last one had a large black trenchcoat on along with a smiling masquerade mask with a crescent moon decorating left eye.
The man with the mask began to speak, "My liege, we, your servants are absolutely humbled to be in your grace, my liege. Your humble servant is sincerely grateful for the king's decision to help us out on our little task. We are so deeply sorry that we have failed in this matter so precious and essential to the vitality of the church. Alas, we, your humble servants are but mere mortals in the face of your highness. We implore of thee to save the church from a humiliating show from the wicked acts of those misguided lambs who have turned to heretical means."
"My liege, this is an image of the woman they may have befuddled to steal the precious documents and here is an image of the physical document. It is a simple red and black folder but the contents are not nearly as simple. I'm afraid the contents are so grave that not even I know what is in them. The pope assures us that it is our direct imperative to retrieve it. Will you grace us with your help my lord?"
In admiration of the man's deep passion and sense of responsiblity for this matter, Lancer quickly let his might gather at his palm and conferred it into the shabby stick he was holding onto.
The stick glistened with a mellow yellow, ripening to a glimmering golden sheen. It expanded in length and seemed to be reforged with the finest of precious metals. The decrepit, frayed edges of the stick tapered into a fine point and were decorated in a series of ornate carvings which expanded to include all of the stick. A golden lance was born. At the same time, Lancer was undergoing similarly drastic changes. His back straightened out and he suddenly became much taller. The previously worn looking face was replaced with one filled with Charisma and vigor, a man at his prime (sort of) that was ready to march into the battle, commanding the masses.
Lancer smashed the spear tip into the ground and decreed, "IMPERIAL ORDER! TRACK!"
A flow of mana drifted into the air, probing around for anything with a similar description. The skill slowly propagated throughout the city, finally having located a folder with the exact description as in the file briefing.
"I have located this paper. I will now retrieve it." "IMPERIAL ORDER! LIGHT STEPS! IMPERIAL ORDER! MAKE HASTE! IMPERIAL ORDER! CONCEALMENT!"
Lancer was basked in a shower of glowing light, soaking in his granted divine boons, a privilege from the beyond. He faded away, leaving no trace of him besides the door that slowly swung open.
The man in the masked chuckled wholeheartedly, "Whether he be divine or be an astral spirit, he is still a useful fool. A tool that gets the job done. Guess I can break for coffee now."
After some time passed, Lancer found the documents with ease as there was no one in the general vicinity and returned them to the branch. he was showered in words of gratitude and some tuna casserole.
((Tell me when you want the Codri
Audrey (Miranda)
She was still sleeping on the floor.
Nick
"Humph, I suppose she failed. She ASKED me to use a body to get Berserker to stop, but her servant was unwilling to throw it himself. She refused to kill the liabilities, but she didn't even TRY to stop me."
"Indeed." Chuckled the now sane-and-business-suited berserker. "A weakling. No stomach for war. Worthless. Can I kill her?"
"Those children take priority. But make sure to make it was blatant as possible that you killed them when you return."
"Ah, an emotional assault? Are you trying to scar her, break her spirit, you sly little mortal?"
"Not an assault. Another test. Patience, berserker."
"Bah! You're too fond of your little games."
"Well, she's not a REAL magus. I'll benothong but business if we come across a TRUE enemy. She interests me, though. Attractive enough. Idiotic. Violent in thought but not in action, easily manipulated. Yes, she's a real specimen. I actually think I WILL go with her. At the very least it would irritate her. Yes, that sounds fun. If she ever stops failing these tests, she becomes a REAL competitor, then I end her. But I think she was telling the truth about being a teammate. Oh, don't forget to de dematerialize as soon as those kids are dead and you've bathed your sword in their blood. You've been draining me dry!"
Berserker chuckled loudly, but it was a low and dissonant tone, very unlike Nick's bells-and-whistles giggle. Then he vanished, while Nick ran to catch up with Anne.
"I aplogize for earlier! I really believed you the whole time, but I was just bothering you because it was fun. I promise I'llvd on my best behavior from now on! So how 'bout a kiss?"
Anne
What kind of person goes around killing people and then asks for a kiss? A mentally ill one. I also think that this boy is not one bit sorry. He's trying to manipulate me. I'll just go with the flow for now...
Do me a favor and bite him Penny
Wuff! [At last! Something to do that is useful!]
"No kisses. Got it? You'll die if you try."
Penny figured that this was the perfect time and bit the boy's leg hard. Anne pretended not to notice.
Ha! This boy likes you!
At least it means that we won't die.
You just like that technology obsessed boy to much.
...
Wuff! Wuff! [She does, she does!]
((Hahahaha, I see that Nick under estimates Anne. Later Nick will find himself burnt badly...))
Nick
"Aww, well, you're no fun- OW!"
Nick crouched down to inspect his ankle. So that's how it is, is it? He turned to Penny, who was now on eye level with him. "Aww, are you hungry, little doggie? You can"t eat human flesh, silly boy, especially not Uncle Nick!"
He stood up abruptly, leaving a confused puppy on the ground. "Hey, you, whatever-your-name-is, you really should take better care of your dog. I couldn't stand to be teammates with somebody who starves a poor animal like that!"
This statement was punctuated by Berserker's return; he ran at them in his full armor, sword drawn and blood spatterermd across him, but there was no malice in the charge. As a matter of fact, he appeared to be laughing very sanely.
"Well, that hunt was far too easy. Nicholas, you misuse my abilities! I demand five sacrifices in payment, and my next battle shall be against an enemy servant! Otherwise, it shall be your head." Berserker said all this with suchcasuality as if he were simply discussing the weather.
Anne
"First, Penny is a GIRL. Second, beagles always pretend like they haven't had food. Take a look at her tummy, she's had more than enough food. Third, she may have bitten you because of something else. She doesn't like to eat human flesh. Finally. DID YOU KILL THOSE SIBLINGS? You were supposed to BRING them along!"
The two of them arrived at the base, but Nick just saw an abandoned warehouse, not the mansion.
Nick
"You told me not to kill anyone, so I didn't. Berserker did. Yell at him if you want."
Berserker smiled crookedly. "Yes, girlie. Do you have a problem with my methods?" He raised his sword and gestured its it casually, but it was nonetheless threatening.
Anne
"Quite clever, but try not to be so deceiving next time. I would shout at Berserker if he wasn't ready to kill me. By the way, we're here. You probably see an abandoned warehouse, but it you believe that it's the base, you see the mansion that one of the other servants made it into."
Anne walked in and shouted to everyone.
"Here's our new teammate who hasn't told me his name yet. His servant is a Berserker, and a quick warning, they like to kill a lot, so watch out for your pets. Wait, there may not be anyone here. Let me just tell you something, please DO NOT kill any pets here. That applies to Berserker too. Just find a room that no one else has claimed.
Masamune
"Anne, see you later, I'm off to fix my poor burnt pasta!"
Masamune walked into his room to find it smelling terrible and that there were these hard little black pieces of what was pasta.
I suppose I have to start again...
Nick
"He's always ready to kill you. I had to make him promise not to more times than you can count. And don't worry; I love pets!"
Anne
"Can you see the base? If not, just follow me inside and try to see. Even if you don't know, by the time you get to the second floor, you will. My bedroom is on the top floor ((Idk how many floors are there)). I think that most of the boys have their rooms on the floor below or something. I suggest you just hand out in the courtyard for now. By the way, the lions ARE NOT ENEMIES. They are Kiera's pets. Masamune will be making dinner I'm assuming. Tell me what you want. He's still trying out Italian, but sushi would be a safe choice."
Masamune
"This pasta may turn out well! It's called Ravioli, I think... Wait, what is Anne saying to them!!?"
HEY! MY Italian food isn't that bad!
Just make sushi!
Wuff! [And while you're at it, can you cook me a whole fish of course without bones or the head. I like the tail, but cut out the butt hole]
You didn't have to mention the last part Penny!
Wuff? [What's wrong with being specific?]
CALM DOWN YOU TWO! Let's just see what they want. Maybe they don't even want sushi or Italian.
Anne
"By the way, sushi and Italian food aren't the only options! Just give a cuisine or dish that you like!"
Nick
"I do see it; thank you though. Two questions: what is your name, and are alcoholic beverages allowed?"
Anne
"I asked your name first, so I'm expecting you to tell it. Also, aren't you UNDER AGED for alcohol? I'm going to say no for the alcohol, sorry. Don't want you ruining your brain before a WAR."
I might let him... His brain is already ruined.