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Post by Smallfry on Oct 1, 2009 18:38:14 GMT 10
"M-mini is..." Adira stopped mid-sentance then started crying. "Mini isnt inside, he has ran away."
"Please I need help to find him."
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Post by Silverlining on Oct 1, 2009 18:42:15 GMT 10
((back XD))
The guards looked down at Kyou.
"Well... As it happens, something IS the matter... We are searching for a fugitive, and if you don't mind, we are going to search the house, and ask you a few questions....
Have you ever known a man called Kitharis? Kitharis Senthris?"
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Post by Farrelei on Oct 6, 2009 16:23:30 GMT 10
One of the guards pushed past Kyou in a hurry.
Kyou eyed him for a moment before turning toward the guard in front of him, "Kitharis? I've never met anyone by that name, sir. Is this fugitive dangerous?"
A thought of distrust crept unsuspectingly into the back of Kyou's mind, What if he isn't who he says he is..?
No. It would be foolish to think that, now of all times.
He turned his full attention back to the pursuer.
Serynn's eyes widened.
Oh dear...
What would that woman have to do with Mini? Is this part of the Organisation's plan? Then again...
Her heart began to beat faster in her chest, That woman was in the Organisation room this morning, at that meeting with Vivian...The Sire wasn't present for such a dramatic change of plans and yet... I've never seen that woman in the Organisation before, only in the streets...
Oh Sire, please tell me my head is only playing foolish games with me!
She grabbed Adira's arm and squeezed it tight, pulling her in close as she lowered her voice to a harsh whisper, her complexion suddenly ominous, "No, he didn't run away. I think Mini's been kidnapped, and I believe I know who by... Something tells me this is more than a simple act of theft, though, Adira...
You've been a good friend to me, and it's time I repaid you... I'll... I'll find out where Mini is. Trust me.
Don't cry. I think... I think I need some time alone."
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Post by Frost on Oct 7, 2009 12:49:03 GMT 10
"I thought that if Montecore was alive...Then you might be too," Siberius explained slowly, "Do you remember anything at all? Your birthday...or your favourite food?"
He tried to sound nice, it was difficult with all of the confusion running through his mind.
"I know, I'm sorry, I had a few dilemnas to deal with, but everything is fine now, please, come in," Vivian welcomed Father McKenzie, after leading him through the windy tunnels, they eventually got to the Dining Room again, where Vivian was sitting before.
"Please, have a seat," Vivian said, opening a chair from underneath the thick, wooden, dark table that stretched to the other side of the large room.
"Can I interest you in a drink or food?" Vivian asked politely before sitting down beside him.
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Post by Smallfry on Oct 7, 2009 17:40:45 GMT 10
"Kidnapped!" Adiara exclaimed. "Who would harm such a beautiful boy! We have to find the person responsable of this."
Adira grabbed her coat and stormed off.
"Lets go!" Adira yelled down the hallway to Serynn.
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Post by Farrelei on Oct 7, 2009 20:47:42 GMT 10
Serynn raised her voice in protestion, "B-But I think this is something I should handle alone, Adira... It could be dangerous, and if you get hurt... The oprhans will have no-one!"
Really, all she was worried about was mingling outsiders in with Organisational affairs. Adira was one of the few outsiders who was permitted knowledge of the Organisation, for Brelair's own reasons.
Brelair's parents, members of the Organisation, were killed in the Demon War 6 months ago.
The Organisation could well have kept her within their walls, but as her parents only took her to the Orgnanisation building rarely, and were as a whole quite detached from the community for their own reasons, the Elders decided it best to leave Brelair in the Orphanage until she was older.
Adira, a trusted friend of Serynn's, ran an orphanage not too far from the headquarters, and so with permission, Adira was granted limited knowledge of the Organisation and Brelair through Serynn.
But Serynn couldn't say that, because she knew Adira would go through with it regardless.
Savannah looked slightly hurt by his questions.
She looked down again, and for a while she actually tried to think.
My birthday... I only thought about that once before...
She shook her head, "No. I don't remember anything... Do you... Remember my birthday?"
She kept her head looking down, and as she spoke she realised she was becoming slightly comfortable around him, which both confused and annoyed her at the same time.
Montecore's eyes caught hers, and she felt a sudden sadness within her, silently threading it's way through her body like some thief in the night.
And yet she didn't know why.
McKenzie took the seat quickly and spoke in his usual raspy voice, "A-Ah.. I should be fine, Vi-vivian... I just came to... Chat about what you mentioned last time..."
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Post by Frost on Oct 7, 2009 21:11:11 GMT 10
"It's coming up in a month and 7 days time. You'll be 24," Siberius replied in an enlightened voice, "You loved the taste of anything spicy or mild, to the extent that you have to drink 3 glasses of water to stop the burning in your mouth, you like the mulberries that grow in the Palace gardens and sometimes you'd sneak out and get a whole basket of them, and sometimes you'd go out and buy some milk and mix it with honey to make a great refreshment."
"Oh yeah, and you love the sunset, be sure to go see it tonight, the rain will give it that great colour that you love," Siberius said before turning around and walking off, that was one of the most hardest things he had ever done, so much so that he could only just keep his eyes dry during the conversation.
"Ah yes, Father, of course," Vivian spoke, "Please don't stutter, there's nothing here to be worried about, I assure you."
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Post by Farrelei on Oct 8, 2009 11:11:05 GMT 10
((img100.imageshack.us?)) Savannah's eyes widened as he spoke. She stood motionless as he left, and as she stood, the tears welled up in her eyes. Don't turn back...
Keep walking, don't turn back...
I don't want...A teardrop splashed against the floor silently, yet she still stood completely still. Despite everything else Siberius had said, one thing remained true to her now. The only food she ate out with, her favourite meal, was the spicy homemade stuff she bought on the streets or the markets when she went. And just that fact, a tiny piece of truth... It was like a knife sliding into her flesh, yet at the same time, an embrace she was reluctant to recieve. I don't want...
You to be hurt by my tears...They just kept coming. Why weren't you here earlier?
I'm stuck... Please, help me...McKenzie loosened a little bit and tried to build up some conversation in his head, "Well, Vivi-an, I've recieved... Word... That you're already planning... To betray... The Organisation..." In truth, McKenzie never liked this idea. Not only was he emotionally against The Descendants within his heart, his time with Organisation Serenfas was a deep scar in his life that he wished he could cleanse without cicatrice. The Eies was always there in The Organisation, and yet, as he studied it further, he realised how wrong the Organisation was. Some said it was simply McKenzie's excuse, as he definately wasn't the best when it came to his Talent, and rather he taught and looked after the children of the Organisation when needed. When he was introduced to The Auder, he discovered a future worth striving for... A future for everyone - a tough and grave challenge - but a fruitful reward if they all worked together. This was something The Organisation was completely against, yet they still used their own chosen sections of the Eies for their own teachings, something that McKenzie found moronic. Despite this, when The Descendants were first formed, McKenzie agreed to help them. He knew it was a sinful weight on his shoulders even now, but he always told himself he would enlighten Vivian and his followers someday to see the truth. They took the Eies much more seriously... But even so... McKenzie was strongly opposed to them using Serenfas like they had planned, even if he never said it. "Tell me, Vivian... You don't think this... Will work, do you? After all... Perhaps Harvery's Immestrial... Was the era foretold in the Book..." ((Harvery's Immestrial=Eleanore's rule The Book=Eies Perhaps The Descendants can use the excuse to McKenzie that the "era" spoken of in the Eies is what they are about to bring to the world)) Chapter IV p.2
And yet they say a new era is crawling through the shadow,
And they will shine the brilliance of the first days upon Empire,
And the whole world will witness the Creator's Era.
Without Creator, can it be these just lies and false hopes
And vain struggles we are fated to withstand? [/i][/size] |
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Post by Smallfry on Oct 8, 2009 12:14:50 GMT 10
Adira turned to look at Serynn. Adira whiped her tears.
"No matter what," Adira said. "I am going with you. So come on!"
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Post by Farrelei on Oct 8, 2009 12:43:15 GMT 10
"But then who'll look after the children here...?"
Serynn was adamant. Half of her wished Adira to come with her, the other half told her to keep her in place.
Fine, she thought.
"...Find someone to watch over the Orphanage. I'll meet you in an hour."
With that, she turned and made her way out of the property.
She turned around once more, "By ready!"
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Post by Frost on Oct 8, 2009 17:13:05 GMT 10
"...You know that we will succeed, you have foreseen it," Vivian spoke darkly, his eyes narrowing as he did, "We were, and still are, the chosen ones, said to bring justice to this World, if it was decided long ago that we are to free the World from the chains of political corruption and war, then we will succeed by any means necessary. We have the army, we have the power and we have the knowledge to do so."
Many people in the room looked to Vivian, and then back to their conversations, almost as if they knew what he was saying.
Suddenly, Trale opened the great doors with a loud slam, before walking along the table to Vivian and Father McKenzie, "Get out!" He called to the others, flailing his arms around and pointing at the door.
Everyone left slowly, some of them slightly shaken by his presence, Trale walked down the table and sat himself opposite Vivian, "Sorry I'm late, you need to be more consistent, Vivian, this is a private matter that shouldn't concern anyone but us," Trale said in a judgmental voice,
"Good evening, Father," Trale nodded to him, "Now where were we?"
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Post by Smallfry on Oct 8, 2009 18:06:21 GMT 10
"Fine, I'll go get Jessica to take care of the kids." Adira said quietly and slowly walked away.
"J-jessica I'll be out for a while so I'll need you to be in charge untill I come back."
"Yea thats fine Adira." Jessica said. "Where are you going?"
"Places, with my friend Seyrnn." Adira said. "I'll leave soon I just have to lay down for a second."
Adira walked into her room and sat on her bed. She put her head in her hands and wondered what happened to Mini.
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Post by Farrelei on Oct 10, 2009 10:06:38 GMT 10
Trale's presence immediately unnerved the anxious Father, who tried hard not to cringe as he raised his voice.
Trale had scared McKenzie, especially as the power inside of him grew greater and greater - even moreso than the leader of the Descendants, Vivian, whom the Father knew Trale was ever-loyal to.
Trale could be described as Vivian's right-hand man, but he frightened the Father, even his presence made him visibly worried.
"Mmm... Nice to see... You again, Trale...
W-We've been... Discussing... The... The... Uhh.. Mission..."
The Father had many things to say to Vivian opposing his idea that The Descendants were truly the chosen ones, but with Trale there he couldn't find his mouth moving in any way he wished.
Serynn burst into the Headquarters, stopping at the doorguards, "Umm... Y-You, did you happen to see a woman in here earlier? Ahh... Nevermind..."
She rushed off, realising that she would have to find someone who was at the meeting earlier that day.
She didn't notice that the guards looked different somehow.
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Post by Farrelei on Oct 10, 2009 10:07:26 GMT 10
((Sorry for the shitteh post, Writer's Block))
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Post by Frost on Oct 10, 2009 10:39:53 GMT 10
"Ah, yes," Trale spoke quietly, "Has everything been going according to plan?"
"Yes, We've got the numbers on our side now, and our time of attack is moving along pleasantly, all we need to do is schedule it perfectly," Vivian replied.
"But what about the little things? Like the communications center and the the Empress' ship?" Trale asked arrogantly,
"All is taken care of, a few of our people will be garrisoned in both the communications center and the Empress' ship, they will kill the people working there and jam the communications, cutting off any messages being sent in from the Empress' ship, once that is done, our people on the Ship can mount their attack there as well."
Trale took a deep, relieved breath and sat back, "Good, it's really going to happen isn't it?" He said in relief,
"Yes, it is," Vivian replied, looking over to Father McKenzie, "But we must discuss your mission."
Trale looked back and sat up, "What do you mean?"
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