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 Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 4:32 pm
 The Tower is considered the Air-Borne's Embassy while staying in the Capital City. It is the Highest tower in the Castle, and also has the most windows.
At the very top of the tower there is a room designed only for the current royalty and has a large window that goes from the ceiling to the floor that is never shut. It cannot be reached from the rest of the tower. One must fly out of the tower and up to reach the room.
You will also note that every four flights of stairs there is a door that leads out into the sky, making it easy to traveling in and out of the castle for any Air-Borne.
Every floor of the tower has one small room that varies between a meeting room, study, or bedroom.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 10:18 am
Illusion had flown up the side of the tower instead of bothering to climb up it's many stairs, in fact, some of the floors were not even connected by stairs, making it impossible for any outside of air to reach it's highest rooms. She had departed from Mor to enter the highest most room, her room. She alighted through the large gap in the wall that led directly out to the sky. Standing in front of a large mirror she undressed and then put on the beautiful, and yet not feminine looking dress. It fit perfectly. She spun around examining herself as she picked up a brush off of her vanity and began to comb through her almost floor length hair, eying the different pieces of jewelry that she could choose to wear, or not. Most likely not as most had been gifts from different suitors. She decided that instead of putting her hair back into the different bands that it was usually held in, that she would wear it loose with small coins, jewels and such braided into her hair along the way. She called for one of her attendants and they immediately got to work. Sat in a chair, relaxed as the work took place. She left the curtain open so any could visit her whenever they pleased before she was ready.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 1:25 pm
takaunta walked up the tower, went into a vacant room and had his name put on the door so others knew not to come in. after looking round found a new-ish tuxedo, and stored his other clothes by floating them on to a rafter so they would not fall. "i clean up rather well if i do say so myself" he went up to wait for his friends, practicing hovering semi-precious objects
((i thought my avatar should look the part))
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 4:30 pm
Moriarty stepped into the tower, and looked around himself. Not feeling ready to retire to his room, instead he meandered through the halls, studying every inch of the building he was permitted access to. He sent Katczinski off invisibly ahead to check intersections for potential victims as well. He began to sing creepy lullabies with his soft voice, and sources of light where his voice could be heard would appear to start flickering and failing from time to time.
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Fake Plastic Soldier Crew
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2010 7:58 pm
Illusion was now finished and had decided that it was time to join the others in her party. She dropped out of her tower room and didn't cease her free fall till she was about half way down, it had been the lullaby that tipped her off. She stepped into the tower from the sky and immediately began to call "Kat!" She didn't know if Mor was close enough to hear her, but Kat was usually around as a silent guardian. Her leather dress swirled beautifully and seductively around her as she played with different breezes, wandering around the tower for them, her hair a waterfall of sparkling things.
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 11:55 am
((Time to make my new appearance ^^))
Cyto stepped into the tower on the 12th floor. It was one of the longest "Flights" he's ever done and it had tired him out. Physically, it didn't show, but mentally it taxed him. He turned to his left and walked down the outside hall. His steps were even and made no sound as he walked, from his years of training. Sometimes he even amazed himself by scaring a few people as they walked out doors, and startled once when, what looked to be a maid, walked out of a room and dropped his stack of towels.
Cyto quickly helped pick them up and refold them to the maid's specifications, then with a quick nod he turned and continued on his way. He still didn't know why he was here. Other than he was asked to come here from his mentor. "You'll see when you get there what you must do" Sadly, Cyto wasn't quick to pick subtle wording, and rushed his way to the Royal Castle's Tower that Air countrymen were suppose to reside in.
By the time he finally sat down at one of the chairs in the hall, he was up 5 flights and maybe 270 degrees from where he started. "This'll take forever to do. I still don't know WHY I'm here." He sighed.
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 1:47 pm
[Mental enter from castle Ballroom.]
Illusion felt a slightly draconic tug on her mind, and heard from it, The Queen has arrived in the ballroom, though there aren't many guests. I suggest you hurry. The pressence then flowed away, almost like a fog lifting from her mind.
[Return to Castle Ballroom.]
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 3:38 pm
((YIPPY! Lus can leave!!!))
Lus was just rounding the corner where Cyto was seated when she felt Orin's presence. "Crap," She whispered. The Queen doesn't generally like to be the first there, usually she tended to make a grant entrance once all the nobles arrived. She continued around and saw Cyto, she had never seen him before, or maybe she had and forgotten. Hard to tell with how muddled her mind seemed to be from the rushed dressing to the searching for Mor and Kat. She sighed unhappily in her consciousness about that last part, where could they be? They must have something important to do, otherwise they wouldn't have ditched her to face the insane royals alone.
"You there, sir. Who are you?" She placed her hands on her hips, not looking at all like the princess she was. "No matter, you shall escort me to the ball."
[exit to ballroom]
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 11:28 am
Cyto looked up at her. "The ball?" He looked around and saw that he was the only one here. "I guess your talking to me then..." He got up while looking at his clothes. Not like he was dressed for one, but he guessed it didnt' matter.
[Exit to the Ballroom]
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 8:16 pm
Moriarty and Kat silently carried Illusion into the tower, and looked up at the floors above as if they were a daunting task. They looked down, and reduced their weight as close to weightlessness as they possibly could. They began to float up into the air, but Illusion was to heavy to float with them. In perfect synchronization, the brothers worked together to create a platform of air beneath Illusion to lift them up the tower to the floor with Illusion's room. They gently carried her into the room and sat her on her bed. "Change is always a good thing." Moriarty said of today's events. "Even a destructive erupting volcano creates plants in the aftermath. During the chaos is the best time to plant the seeds, so that those theoretical little plants grow the way we want them to."
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Fake Plastic Soldier Crew
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 5:21 am
After following them all the way to the tower, Cyto followed them into the air. "Those Volcanic landscapes though kill off what was there before, make it barren wastelands, then it slowly regrows. Hopefully, it goes quicker than that right?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 6:24 pm
Lus closed her eyes trying to ignore the story of the volcano. "As if the crowning of Colm didn't make things complicated enough. Menos is next in line." Her head throbbed, she tried to place the thought in her head that it didn't throb. Illusions would work for this strong of a headache, at least not with her strength level or lack thereof. "I know Violet won't want it, Stel won't either to my knowledge. I don't have it in me to take charge of a country but Menos?! You know the first thing he'll do is start giving land to Water!" She floundered around a bit from where she lay on her bed at the thought. "And what about that child?!" She hadn't seen the creation of the ceremony, but she'd have to be deaf to not of heard it's gasp. "Where does it come into play?! Are we supposed to be ruled by a child!" The sound she made sounded between a shriek and an "ugh."
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 8:48 am
takunta trudged up from the ballroom, not bothered by the politics, his superiors gave orders he followed them...still, he would fiercly defend his allies, no matter what nation. he did a change in to the vest and shirt he was wearing before, and borrowed a pocket watch left on the dresser. he lounged round finishing off the sandwiches. one thing was bugging him though, what was that booming voice from earlier, not colm, his voice was like poisonous mist, hissing, the voice takunta heard was deep, booming, and had managed to shake a few fillings loose.
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 11:23 am
Cyto shrugged. "If Menos wants to keep the country stable, he wouldn't give land to the water. Maybe return what others taken back to their rightful owners." He looked at Illusion. "I'm just a lowly Dervish, but I heard it was Lord Kiro, not Prince Menos, that attacked Earth that one time. I also heard he almost succeeded as well." He floated to a nearby railing, and sat down on it. "I don't know what to say, so I'll keep my mouth quiet."
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 2:08 pm
"Perhaps it is a child, but to the world my brother and I are seen as children. A capacity for intellect is a better measure of age and worth to me. Perhaps there are plans in motion to have those children rule, but I certainly wouldn't want the b*****d children of those two in power." Moriarty said. He thought for a moment in silence. "...Nor would I want a man whose true allegiance lies with his element."
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