xxxxx Agatha chuckled as the two introduced themselves, "well, it's a pleasure to meet you both, Isis, and you as well, Red. Did you guys just talk about going shopping or something, mind if I come along as the third wheel? Don't worry about this big lug behind me, he can be tucked away in a matter of seconds." She smiled, putting an arm against his shoulder and leaning off of him for support, Perseo's eyes looked over to AL and his blue bright optical sensors scanned him to make sure it wasn't a threat. Apparently it wasn't a threat, so Perseo looked away yet remained silent. "Soooo...yeah--" so of course, Agatha watched that for some reason and decided to ignore it like she usually does, "--if you don't mind me tagging along, that'd be great." Then again, she did want to become an adept yet didn't want to be a burden. Eh.
"Oh yeah, of course! It would be great-.." The malachite hues lingered on Raphael and Kirin for a mere microsecond, then deflected back to the females around her. She shared no qualm, no sign of jealousy, not even a bat of jet lashes. It was a petty move, like a kid in high school trying to antagonize. She wasn't playing his game anymore. Either he liked her or not, and if he didn't, well then so be it. She would still respect him, after all, he is a King that commands respect but also, he didn't get to be so powerful by being a pushover. He had power, a surplus of it at a mere snap of his fingers. Dani was far from ignorant, and eventually, he'd come to find that out and those jest did nothing.
Something was in the air, and not the smell of the silver-haired man. No it was something else, like a dull buzz, far off but still close. AL rose up his two legs, moving his attention from Agatha's tech to the door. Dani looked down at him, her brows furrowing as she spoke. "No, Kid, it would be great to get to know you also. You are more than welcome to come along. We are all on the same team."
Kumori saw the man and cleared his throat as he saw a man approach him, he had to keep his demeanor in check so he wouldn't be thrown around. "Yes, I'm trying to find the king, I'm an advisor of a business man who wants to know how the system works over here in Judai." He said to the man, which sounded reasonable for his formal attire.
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Shane Allgay Errday
Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 1:31 pm
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The Azure haired mechanist kept up his silence as Darion started to speak before him about how everyone was gone. No allies, but yet someone who was his ally he merely just blew off? No matter how bad the war around you may seem, as long as you have one to stand by your side the war itself is no longer as bad as it seemed. If the man did not have trust in the last remaining ally that he had than what if Jubei was in a form of crisis and he left him like he left this ally. Kirin had crossed his arm and lightly waved bye to Raphael after he had kissed his cheek, honestly Kirin was focused on this being before him. Faultering to show a blush or diverting his interest would be something that could be used later. Once everything had stopped Kirin lifted his hand lightly sliding it across the air as he spook."These people all around you are citizens here. They are women that pledged to serve under this banner." He would uncross his arms and start to glance over towards Builder working on his armor behind. "If you wish to have sanctuary here with the protection you came here looking for than you must work for it. " A moment had passed and soon Builder came walking up to his side sitting quickly watching the lycan man before him. "My trust and respect is earned through the deeds of those who come here. Gain this from both me and my people than you may be looked after like all who pledge themselves..." He started to pet the top of Builder's head as he glanced over towards the women talking[. "I will permit you to have some form of housing set up until all this is settled..."Glancing back to Darion he would set some ground rules quickly."First you will only be allowed in public buildings. You may come here to train but any thing below the ground floor is off limits with out someone looking after you. Second, Stay away from the palace for now. Raphael is not one to deal with those he does not trust. If you need something you come to me unless told other wise... Thirdly." His azure eyes turned quickly from the dull expression to one that was ice cold as he spoke. "If you ever do anything to harm these people... I promise you that I will skin you alive..." he said rather bluntly before he would soon start to take out his phone to check up on whats going on around the place. "The first two only apply until you gain our trust... once than your free to do what you please as part of our big family here." he said softly
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"A businessman who would send his lackey to speak to the King directly?" Either his 'boss' was a fool, or he was lying. Raphael wasn't sure which yet, but he always found out. If he wasn't here for training, then he was different than the others. That meant to keep a close eye on him. "The system of trade works very simply here. In fact, I'd even go as to call it ancient. Practical, rather than formal." There was no danger in telling anyone of how they conducted their trade; anyone with any knowledge of Aramil's government already knew. "I assure you that the many businessmen and women of the world love me. And I mean quite literally. They're so deeply infatuated with me that they give me all of their stuff. For free." He had to be the biggest con-artist King in history. How many contracts have people signed for him under the influence of his seduction? He looked for every opportunity to create another admirer. "So you see, that's how our trade works. You give us everything you have, and maybe I'll smile and laugh when your boss makes a bad joke. I might even bed him, depending on whether he's the son or the father of the company." Yep, that was what it was all about in Aramil. Honesty! "Anything else?"
Isis, off in her corner, was practically face-desking. Did he really have to make Aramil's government seem so indecent? She preferred to say that the businessmen and women gave them their stock out of the goodness of their heart, trying hard to assist the people of Aramil, needy after the destruction of their city years back. Even if that... wasn't all that true... "Yeah..." She coughed, her fingers ticking at her lap. She barely caught what the other two girls said; her ears were too keen on that commotion with Raphael. "We can go do that some time." And that was pretty much the point where she stopped saying much of anything. Isis always had a way of becoming a worry-wart when Raphael was off doing 'diplomacy' on his own. He was always very successful, securing wealth and luxuries from many sources. But it was so frustrating how he went about it. "I think you'd look great in a sort of... emerald color, Danielle. We can even get you some jewelry. And Agatha -- you'd look great in red, or white. A diamond bracelet, maybe?" She had lots of money that she never really spent. Isis liked to 'save', in case of disaster. With these savings, she could probably turn a lot of the girls at Helicanth into very happy troopers. They might as well buy out the dressmaker!
Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 1:58 pm
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Kumori had to keep his eyes closed as he talked to the man before he soon stated, "What I mean sir is that, how does the system of law work here. What is the punishment for this or that." He asked as he walked around Raphael before he soon said, "And what could possibly be the main way of rules here in Judai."
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"Yeah...that sounds good." Dani watched, taking lead from Isis at the sudden intrusion from the businessman, and would listen. She stood slowly, AL right beside her.
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Darion would nod at Kirin's rules."Seems fair enough, you won't be let down. I'll go arrange my living conditions then." Darion would turn his back to Kirin and grin."A pleasure to do business with you,you know where to find me. I'll be training." With that being said Darion made his exit.
Why in the world would a businessman want to know the punishments for criminal offenses? It was very implicative that if this was even a real business, it was the illegal sort. No one with any real experience would compromise their reputation with a potential trading partner by openly announcing their illegality to the King. "You're not a very good liar, you know?" If he wanted to come in and discover their judiciary system, why come under the guise of a businessman's advisor? "I hope you're not a journalist. The whole idea of independent news companies scrounging to nitpick on the words of royalty is quite irritating to me. You could all stand to get over yourselves." Of course, he definitely wasn't a journalist. Raphael had never met one who didn't announce their profession as the first thing they spoke; as if it were something that commanded respect. As if it made their 'survey' get to the point. If anything, it only made him want to be somewhere else. "The way the law works in other cities varies between court and interrogation. They all try so hard to get the truth out of someone. It can take them months." The Incubus shrugged. "We do things more efficiently here. We Incubus can get the truth out of anyone, within seconds of our inquiry. The punishment... that varies." Raphael tended not to like traitors. Treason was, rightfully, a death sentence. Everything else depended on the situation. Being able to find the truth also meant being able to question the accuser, and learn from them, too. Of course, none of this really mattered.
What mattered was getting the truth out of Kumori. This guy was here for a reason. He was lying for a reason. "So," he leaned forward, scooting closer to the man questioning him. At this point, he began to release that familiar demonic energy that he always did; the one that made people fall head over heels for him. The one that he used to get the truth. "Where are you from? Why are you really asking all of this? Who sent you here? What's their motive?" Things were about to get very unpleasant for Kumori, most likely. Whatever he was doing, it certainly wasn't innocent.
xxxxx She nodded in agreement, yet remained silent as this "businessman" was busy with his inquiries. She blinked twice and Perseo's optical sensors darted to the newcomer, viewing him with his blue eyes.
Kumori soon began to feel uncomfortable to be around the man as he felt the energy, not wanting any more of that torment, he was quick to use Rolling shadows to get away as he got up close to one of the guards. The effect and questioning was still lingering though as he soon said, "P-Pronta!" He gritted his teeth, but before the guard could grab him, since he was larger, Kumori moved around to where the guard was casting a shadow over him. "Some captain b***h sent me here!" He said before he used Shadow Walk and escaped the main hall. He appeared back with Brian as he grabbed the skeleton's armor. "Let's get moving!" He yelled as he entered his shadow while Brian began to run.
Energy: 495 Strength: 7 Speed: 4 ╚══════════════╝ "Miza! Now you will know true terror!" The Shadow of a Legendary man
Shane Allgay Errday
(Shades, hardest to catch when they know their cards. And since he's the only shade alive, ain't no one gonna know how to deal with him.)
Raphael hated chases. They were tedious. "Isis," he called to his summon, already taking the initiative to follow him. Activating his sin's ability known as 'omniscience', he continued to track his location. And Raphael knew this city a billion times better than this guy. He was surprised that Kumori even managed to get one inch, but it didn't really matter. Raphael continued to pull his desire forward, and it wouldn't be any time at all before he had managed to stop his running. Raphael only had to keep following. "The minimum penalty for spying is castration, sweetie," he continued to follow. Raphael used 'awakening', and flight, making him extremely fast. His speed made Kumori look like a retarded turtle, even with all of his 'disappearances'. Isis was also incredibly fast, and she'd shifted into her dragon-like monster form, her snaky body running through the hangar in pursuit. Isis also had a special ability: it was impossible for her to lose track of anyone. There was no way in hell he'd be able to cross the Great Ocean and get back to Pronta alive. Or with his testicles.
Kumori's sight would begin to go blind. He literally wouldn't be able to see anything at all except for Raphael, and he'd feel the impossible urge to stare at him. Seduction was not easy to resist, regardless of what bloodline you had. For someone as weak as Kumori, it was impossible. Using this blindness as an opportunity, he released the Electro-Barrage upon Kumori's location, which quickly changed into Lightning Cage. The cage completely concealed him from all corners, and above, with Isis already following from down below, if he could even make it there. Raphael whipped his sin's 'omnipotence' chain at the shadow, the chain coated in the energy from 'lightning bolt'. If it hit him, he'd be completely shocked, Raphael's great strength, along with the stupendous speed and hardness of the chain, probably crushing his entire body.
Kumori thought he had the man on the run, that was until he felt Brian stop, which angered him. But soon, he felt himself forced out of Brian's shadow and into bright light. He yelled out in pain from the forceful invitation into the bright light as he soon felt something come over him. He was knocked unconscious, but ontop of him, now just dust inside, was his armored Brian who protected his master.
Energy: 550 Strength: 4 Speed: 1 ╚══════════════╝ "Miza! Now you will know true terror!" The Shadow of a Legendary man
The Incubus came over him, his cage making way for his entry. The man descended, making sure to keep his guard up in case of any stupid tricks. It was unlikely, though. He got him pretty good. Isis watched from outside of the cage, making sure to keep her tracking active. From between Raphael's hands, lightning sprung up. This lightning ran over to Kumori's wrists, and brought his hands together into a skin-tight, binding pair of electric handcuffs. It wouldn't really hurt. Much. At least not enough to kill him. He'd need him alive for interrogation. You see, Kumori may have came here to gain information on Judai, but Raphael liked irony, so he'd much rather have Kumori give information on Yuran. That seemed like a pretty sweet deal to him. His energy became completely blocked out, the lightning binding his arms obviously preventing him from using any energy. "Your ki is blocked, my friend." He looked over him with such a saddened look, as if he was disappointed about something. "It's so sad that you had to run. If only you'd talked to me as a friend, I would've understood that you were only doing your duty. I might've only taken one of your testicles." Isis stared silently. Well, this was about to get pretty horrific.
"Instead, you had to act like my enemy, and run. You had to be guilty about it." He shook his head, and brushed his hand against Kumori's cheek. "So Isis," he called on the lady, the cage dispersing. She walked forward for a bit, then stopped, bowing a curtsy to the Emperor. "Do you think God would forgive me if I raped him? Hm. I think he would. Anything is allowed against the body of an enemy." The girl shrugged, and pulled a quote from her beloved mentor: Lust. "Your choice, dude." How eloquent. "And if I do, should it be before or after the castration?" He laughed pretty obnoxiously. If Kumori wasn't the most terrified person in the world right now, then the world was a pretty ******** up place. Of course, Raphael didn't intend all of that nonsense. He wasn't that much of a d**k. Usually. "There are some healers in the world who can restore even the most horrific of wounds. They're quite hard to find, and many of them are too occupied already to give you even the slightest of moments. But that's okay -- you can make this your new quest." He slid his hand down Kumori's chest, and gripped... you know. "I hope you'll forgive me," Then, with all of his strength, he crushed his entire... ''frontline'' between his hands. "But you wanted to know how we punish certain offenses."
It was the most excruciating pain he'd ever feel in his entire life. And it weighed heavy on Raphael, too. He could feel all of this desire disappear before him. There was barely anything left. "Kirin, you have a torture chamber here, I hope? We have a lot of questions to ask." It would've been easier to castrate him later, but it was fine. He could still rile him up if he tried.
Well it seemed like everyone was dispersing off into different directions, Kirin, Raphael, and Isis moved like bats outta hell after the businessman, who was clearly not. So she scooped up AL, his hologram <3 glowing off of his face platelet, petting him lightly and then sat him down. He seemed better, happier than previously with all the guests. Her hands quickly grabbed the skinsuit and armor off of the table since it was complete, and stacked it in her arms. Dani smiled at him, then turned back to look at Agatha. "I'm gonna go train a bit." They'd walk off, or Agatha would follow which ever.
Quietly they would make their way to the elevator and step inside as it was no wait at all. They needed to go down one level to B2, to the Material Storage. Dani would require some resources and of course ammunition for AL and her suit.
Ding.
The alloy doors would slide open and out they would go, walking up to a service drone who looked rather basic in design. "Danielle O'Malley. I need three 3'x3' sheets of compressed steel, Striker XIV ammo- about 1500 rounds,100 Rockets, 50 CON, 50 PRE, and...uh...50 CYRO grenades. Also the kit for a zoom scope, a mini-med pack, and lastly...36 liters of gas-O-line." She smiled at the alloy mecha. "AUTHORIZING. . . PENDING. . . PENDING. . . GRANTED.
ESTIMATED WAIT TIME. . . 15 MINUTES."
"Thank you." She and her small bot strolled over to the nearest wall. Dani leaned against it, taking in the aroma of oils and other factory musks. It was nice surprisingly.
15 minutes later..
Another droid, or perhaps the same one, rolled over to them. In its arms was a Gorilla box, one would assume with all that she asked for and on top was the sheet metal. Dani sat her armor on top of the box, sliding the metal from beneath it. Carefully she tucked it beneath her an arm. The droid lowered the box to the ground and would soon roll back to where ever it came from. It was a rather long container, matte black finish, and it had wheels thankfully. She would lower down, snagging one of the end handles to angle it upward slightly. Not enough to let the armor clatter to the floor, but enough for her to move it into the elevator to head up to B1, the Mechanical Design Lab. From there, they would settle at a rather large table and get to work.
Standing at the table, hands centered the sheet of metal under a great mechanism, the Steelworker. It was a large, heavy duty machine that would begin to bend the piece of steel. Its hammer repeatedly striking and manipulating the alloys shape. She remained there, fixated on it. Making to sure to maneuver it, but also to keep her fingers back. No need to lose a hand to a 44-ton machine. After it was finished, she removed the rounded and curved piece of metal. It's surface had tiny ribbed scratches but its edge was smooth. It wasn't a half-bad shield. Then came the cutting and sharpening of the hidden blades. These were fairly small shivs of chrome, later to be placed in different spots of her armor. Dani sat it down and began to clean up the metal shavings, sweeping them up in a dust pan and disposing of them. Once that was done and all of the machine was completely clean, along with the work area. She moved on. The next part was an ammo holder, which wasn't complicated at all. Simple box-looking containers. That was more fabrication, cutting, and then welding the metal together, inserting hinges and a mechanism. Easy peasy.
Then there was the zoom scope, lenses, calibrations, and finally a housing cylinder. This scope was a stand alone, not the kind to attach to her helm.
"Come on AL, time to load up." He walked behind her like a duck to its mother. She picked him up and opened up his back hatch She would wipe it out, making sure it was completely dust free, then made sure to clean out the Striker's barrels and rotators. After that she began to neatly fold in his ammo. Once that was all done, she shut the door and wiped him down.
All of her stuff that she needed to take with her was piled up. Grenades, extra ammo for B, the holders, gasoline, water, a small med-kit containing things like gauze, some antibacterial ointments, band aids, some peroxide spray: it was mini, just enough to a light wound to keep any infection from setting in. There was also a tool kit with some wrenches, screw drivers, hammer, brushes to clean out AL's weapons, and of course, the blades she made. All of her equipment, like the detached zoom scope, and then some stock up of food and drinking water. These were more like protein bars, sample sized portion snacks, a hole handful of Dum-Dum suckers and some WD-40 for AL. It was his favorite.
Once he was set up, they both went back to the table and got started on her fists. Soldering metal, bending, making it mailable to form fingers and plating. Large bolts were installed, thick steel forming in to twain large gloved fists. Every so often she would slid them on to ensure the right fit, and then would continue to form them, their nature taking shape. The outside some nice lacquered details were added, an energy gauge, etc. The inside was nice, though she'd need to probably wrap her hands unless she was wearing her armor, which she would be so that didn't matter. Dani began to mess around with them, clenching fists then flexing, ensuring that they worked and would not faultier.
With all was said and done, she attached everything to the secured holders and attachment locations. Making sure to clean up as she went. After that it was a matter of packing it into the large black box and going back down to the very bottom level to eat, shower, and probably nap for a while. AL would follow, moving along lazily.
Once inside the living quarters she pushed the box off into a corner, and headed to the kitchen. Washing her hands quickly, she would shake them and then dry them with a clean dishcloth. Dani would turn, opening up the refrigerator and begin to take out the bread, some meat, cheeses, etc. She was gonna make a sandwich. emotion_dealwithit
Armor Add-ons: HUD/Projector/INFRA/NIGHTV ARMS: GS Fists, Ammo holders, 20 hidden knives TORSO: Two Ammo Holders, Two Water/Gas Holders, 10 hidden knives LEGS: Ammo holders, 20 hidden knives
