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Post by DDos on Aug 9, 2017 5:55:42 GMT
 It has been a long, tense day across the length and span of Ethea. Thousands of citizens of every race have gathered together to show their support for their side of the issue. The cacophonous swell of opposing voices fills the air as each side attempts to drown out the other with the sheer volume of their voices. While the day has passed with few incidents, tensions are high and the people are restless. Hours have passed since the polls first opened and the hour in which the results will be revealed. A loud, clear voice cuts through the noise like a knife, demanding the attention of all in attendance. “Ladies and Gentlemen, citizens of Ethea, if you would please direct your attention to the screen for just a few moments, the voting results have been compiled and we are ready to announce the conclusion. A hush falls over the gathered crowd and hundreds of individual faces turn to face the gigantic holographic display or towards the monitors by which those not in attendance have tuned to watch the historic event. 00:00:0500:00:0400:00:0300:00:0200:00:0100:00:00The hologram shifts from the image of a clock and displays the results. The law has been passed. In a split second's timing uproar follows. One side rejoices while the other laments; all raise their voices in either praise or disgust. DAGOSAn overjoyed man in his late thirties flings his arms in celebration, losing his grip on the camera he’d been using to record the event. The device flies straight and true as though guided by the hands of fate itself and strikes one of the opposing protesters. The young woman falls flat, bleeding from a head wound. Outrage follows and all semblance of order is lost. The overzealous are the first to react, flinging themselves over the concrete dividers that separate the two groups. Fists fly and hateful slurs are shouted as mob mentality takes hold. The fight quickly turns lethal as picket signs are used as clubs and other, deadlier weapons are drawn. FELICIOld men toss jeers and slurs at a group of young magi. One of the members finally has enough and pushes the human away from her with an anger that sparks into minor flames at her fingertips. The reaction of the men is to scream in horror. "She's trying to kill us!" would be the cries heard above all else as they attempt to escape their deaths, all but one who pulls a gun on the woman who had singed his shirt just moments before. From there all sides come in to support the ones they believe to have been the true victim. Hunters, police, representatives of the Runic University, and MLM members who had been stationed there in case of such a reaction. CAMLORNSmaller townships such as Camlorn are slower to descend into madness, but descend they do. Upon hearing of the situation in both the capital and Dagos, local military commanders give orders to suppress any potential riots by any means necessary. Unfortunately, these orders are interpreted as authorization to fire upon both sides and Camlorn follows the example given by the large cities. The scene is one that replays itself in horrifying detail across the land. Many watch in horror as the chaos erupts. Some attempt to flee while others merely watch in utter disbelief, though one thing is shockingly clear. The Second Magi Riot has begun. |
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Post by Reese Ghislain on Aug 10, 2017 1:29:09 GMT
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[attr="class","monody"]  they charge me for years I can no longer pay. As expected, the noble people of Ethea had voted in favor of shoving a curfew onto the collective shoulders of its magi citizenry. Then, everything had gone to hell in a hand basket when a bunch of rowdy idiots decided that now was the time to let tensions snap like an overstressed steel cord and now said cord was ripping about, causing untold damage. Reese expected something of this nature to happen, but this was something else entirely. It’d been a long time since he last witnessed such wonton violence and disregard for life.
Just another glorious day in Ethean politics…
Knowing that the outcome was inevitable anyway, Reese had decided that he would excuse himself before anything happened to visit a local coffee shop he frequented. He ordered a trio of lattes: one for himself, one for Emiko, and one for the senator they’d been ordered to protect. The order arrived just before the first in a series of explosions shook the air, sending the other patrons scattering like cockroaches when the kitchen lights came one. Reese calmly sipped his latte even as the coffee shop quickly became a deserted building.
“Well, I guess it’s time to get to work,” Reese said, nonchalant as per usual. He opened the box he usually kept his cards in and extracted on of the many cards within. He specially prepared this one just for such an occasion to locate, mark, and recall to a twin he’d place in the office his charge had commandeered for her own use. A quick chant activated the rune and he disappeared in shower of green sparks (a personal touch he’d added for some flair). He reappeared close to his colleague and the senator—Embry Delacroix—a short while later in much the same fashion, an easygoing smile etched upon his features.
“Hello, ladies,” Reese chimed cheerfully, seemingly unperturbed by the madness taking place outside. “Latte?”
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Post by Emiko Inoue on Aug 17, 2017 20:26:14 GMT
[attr="class","lilyric"]am i allowed [attr="class","lilyric3"]to be happy now? [attr="class","lilyric2"] 讓我寫你的故事的結尾 /comboburst-1.png) [attr="class","litags"]Thanks for the patience, love bugs <3 [attr="class","licred"]// NOVA // | [attr="class","libody"]Fucking. Reese.
Twenty-five minutes left and he leaves for coffee. It wasn't with disgust or anger that these words would cross her mind. On the contrary, it was with a comically bitter grin. One that best friends would share over the eating race to get the last pizza roll on movie night. He was off to enjoy a lightened atmosphere probably. At least lighter than staring at the count down and the masses watching on in loud expressions of their personal views.
All she knew was he better get back in time before those numbers got down to zero. Ohhh, Em would be bitter if he ditched her to gamble on some Surajan horse race on a pub's television or something. It wouldn't be the first time such a happenstance would have occurred. It wasn't a hushed secret that the man struggled with his own gambling demons. Hell, she had her own with alcohol. Emiko would continue to stand with the most pristine posture. She had assumably been given the same order as Reese had been, he would be forced to return once the triple zeros formed. All she could hope for was that Reese would actually return with coffee. Hot piping caffeine sounded remarkable right now.
Embry beside her, Emiko folded her arms. This was going to be messy, regardless of how the vote went. That had grown apparent. At least Embry made good conversation. The minutes leading up to chaos were at least going to be palatable. How convenient. At least she wasn't stuck with one of the elderly men representatives. At least when Embry hit on her or stared at her ass it was consensual.
So it would be when the lengthy period of twenty-five minutes would pass that Em's eyes would narrow. Yep, there it was. The outcry and bubbling-over anger. The pencil skirt wearing professor would tug at the runic glove upon her hand. It no longer felt foreign after weeks of continual training. It was time to try it out on actual targets though. An idea that Emiko wasn't entirely enthralled about.
-- Blink. Blink.
And yet there was Reese to crack another grin on her face. "Latte sounds perfect. Thank you." Em would say, taking the cup offered to her. "Senator?" Emiko would ask in turn, using the professional title while in the presence of a third party. Emiko hadn't quite yet told Reese about her rendezvous with Embry so it was best to keep matters professional for now.
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Post by Embry Delacroix on Aug 21, 2017 4:04:36 GMT
[attr="class","drklyric"]fading in [attr="class","drklyric3"]fading out [attr="class","drklyric2"] on the edge of paradise  [attr="class","drktags"]// 431 words // [attr="class","drktags"]// theme // [attr="class","drkcred"]// made by NOVA // | [attr="class","drkbody"]This was ridiculous. She didn't need to be protected. With a heavy sigh though, she sat down in the chair provided for her in the o5effice. Her laptop was on the desk in front of her, the television on the wall with the giant numbers counting down until the law would be officially announced and passed.
At least the company was good. Well. Mostly.
The senator had taken the protective detail with grace, albeit begrudgingly as she had met with Emiko and Reese. Emiko, she knew of course already. The woman always somehow managed to wrestle a wry smile from the senator when she saw her. Reese had been someone she hadn't met yet until that moment though. He had an easy smile and a almost carefree attitude.
The blonde wasn't quite sure what to feel about him yet. She would see as they moved into the future together. He then disappeared for coffee.
Embry couldn't say this was necessarily a bad thing as she got to spend some alone time with Emiko. 25 minutes left. She looked at the woman seated next to her. History was about to be made. After everything, Embry finally had decided to cut her ties with people and chose the side of the government. She had voted for the curfew to be enacted. Which was part of the reason she had needed protection, having made her position public.
It was too much. Embry's hand reached out and touched the leg of Emiko. Starting at her knee, Embry gave Emiko a smirk as she moved her hand further up to flirt with the professors skirt line. "You look quite delightful when you are assigned to protect me." Her voice was smooth as she brushed some of the long blonde hair from her shoulder, leaning over to Emiko. Embry's lips flirting with the skin of her counterparts neck just as a shout from the television happened.
Looking up the senator sighed, leaning back slightly. Her hand stayed where it was for the time being as they watched the violence unfold on television.
animals.. A delicate frown marred her face as she looked at the shower of green sparks as Reese reappeared in the room. She hesitantly moved her hand from Emiko as she stood up, taking a coffee. Embry nodded at her, taking the other. "Thank you Reese. Emiko."
Taking a sip, Embry held in a sigh. It wasn't the greatest but at least it was caffeine. Turning back to the television, she frowned. It was going to be a long night.
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Post by Reese Ghislain on Aug 25, 2017 0:01:50 GMT
[attr="class","snailhouse"] [attr="class","Chromeleft"] [attr="class","Chromeleftoverlay"] [attr="class","NOSTALGIA"] [attr="class","Chromeright"] [attr="class","Chromeoverlay"] [attr="class","lemonsoda"] [attr="class","puppycat"]so here's the plan [attr="class","monody"] they charge me for years I can no longer pay. Reese felt one side of his face twitch up into a half smile once he caught sight of his oldest friend, though the expression faltered for just a moment when his gaze shifted to Embry. He disliked politicians as a rule. Being a professor with several doctorates in history had taught him of multiple instances in which one politician or another had caused heartache; even recent history was riff with such incidents. Still, Emiko seemed to like the blonde well enough, so he decided to reserve judgement. His hopes were less than a fraction above the lowest they could be given the reason he’d been assigned to protect her in the first place, but he’d been surprised in the past.
“So is anyone else not surprised that it’s this bad or is it just me?” Reese joked morbidly. He seriously doubted that either of them were foolish or naïve enough to have expected any other outcome, but maybe a bad joke would serve to lighten the mood.
“Here I was thinking that I might actually have a nice relaxing day watching people yell back and forth at each other.” Reese sighed. “Well, at least I get to enjoy the mayhem with two lovely ladies.” A boyish wink greeted the two women before he turned to watch the television. Despite his facetious attitude, Reese was well-aware of the gravity presented by the situation. The rioting was already spiraling out of control and spreading throughout the city faster than it could be quelled. He predicted that it wouldn’t be long before the riot found its way to this office, which presented a problem to his assignment.
Reese easily slipped on his newly acquired focus glove and searched his memory for the plan he’d prepared beforehand. There was more than enough firepower between himself and Emiko to protect their senatorial package and hopefully it would be enough when things inevitably when awry. The only issue was the senator herself.
“Senator, Professor Inoue and myself will be escorting you to the University,” Reese declared. All signs of his previous flippancy had been replaced with a more serious tone. “Emiko, I’ll leave the senator’s personal defense to you while I focus on anything that gets in our way. Stay sharp, stay together, and try to avoid being surrounded." He turned to regard both women with an expression that was far removed from any concept of levity. "Ready?" [newclass=.minisnailhouse a]font: 7pt roboto; color: #666666;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse]width: 500px;[/newclass][newclass=.monody]-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleft]width: 0px; height: 200px; float: left; background-image: url('http://i.imgur.com/QGafOYx.jpg?1'); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleftoverlay]width: 79px; height: 30px; padding-top: 170px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeleftoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.3); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeright]width: 420px; height: 200px; float: right; background-image: url('http://i.imgur.com/d55xIdn.jpg?1'); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeoverlay]width: 420px; height: 80px; padding-top: 120px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.45); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.puppycat]width: 200px; font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 1px; float: left; margin: 0px 0px 5px 0px; opacity: 0; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.lemonsoda]width: 79px; height: 1px; background-color:#f5f5f5; float: left; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .lemonsoda]width: 200px; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.NOSTALGIA]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color: #f1f1f1; float: left; z-index: 2px; position: relative; transition: all 0.5s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .NOSTALGIA]width: 280px; transition-duration: 0.5s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse a]font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; font-weight: normal;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .puppycat]opacity: 1; transition: 0.7s; transition-delay: .5s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Stayingforawhile]width: 50px; height: 50px; border: 4px solid #ffffff; transform: rotate(45deg); position: relative; margin-bottom: -28px;[/newclass][newclass=.monody]-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .monody]-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(0%);[/newclass][googlefont=Open+Sans] |
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Post by Emiko Inoue on Sept 25, 2017 1:07:50 GMT
[attr="class","lilyric"]am i allowed [attr="class","lilyric3"]to be happy now? [attr="class","lilyric2"] 讓我寫你的故事的結尾 [attr="class","litags"]Yeah, let's just continue the thread just us. [attr="class","licred"]// NOVA // | [attr="class","libody"]Tension had practically glazed the television in the hours that had led up to the current circumstances. Now? The scene presented on the screen was troubling enough. What was worse was the ability to peer out the office window of the multi-level business building they currently stood in to witness the events unravel in person. The ground itself trembled most likely due to earth magi. Even with Embry's distracting advances Emiko's attention was never fully pulled away from the chaos that had been pushing against the borders.
And now here we were. All borders were crossed and dams broken through. Violence was erupting down below and Em tattoo binding orders to protect the woman she was standing beside.
It was an odd circumstance. Below, both sides of protesters were clashing as they spoke. Police and volunteer forces were no doubt entering the chaos in hopes of bringing about order. Yet here they were. Contradictorily calm and blasé, Em listened to Reese with an odd amusement. Perhaps it was their confidence in succeeding in their task. More than likely. The other option for their indifference of the severe situation just outside was for the collection of them being sociopathic. Had they lost touch with compasion and empathy? Emiko doubted it, at least for her stance. The hole in her gut was proof enough for her to subside those fears in the mean time at least. But it had been a strange thought nevertheless.
"Heh." Emiko laughed once to Reese's dry humor. It was true to his character to be cheeky. It was oddly comforting. The woman would unconsciously mirror her colleague's motion. Pulling on the glove, her scarlet eyes would peer down to her hand. The leather Runic weapon was steadily becoming an extension of her body. More natural. The inside smooth texture rested against her skin and she had to admit, it felt good. Reese was continuing in his thoughts while Em took another lengthier drink of her latte.
"Mm, mhm." Emi nodded moments before swallowing. "Can do." She verbalized, grinning at the pleasant sensation of caffeine entering her system. She would exchange a gaze with the politician beside her, expressing her confidence in that single passing of eye contact. Not a hair on Embry's head would be harmed. Not just because of the tattoo upon her arm demanded it but because of personal reasons. She wouldn't quite consider Embry a friend. But she was definitely more than a work partner.
"Of course I'm ready." Sip. "I can finish my drink in the elevator." Siiiiip. "Or stairs, whichever is safest given the situation." Sip.
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