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 Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 3:34 pm
Infiltration Division Meeting
I. Introduction to Infiltration and Updates General-Queen Apatite had arrived an hour early to her newly set up throne room for the meeting with the Infiltration agents. It was a quaint little place in the Rift - or at least it was now. What was once gross stone walls were now made lively and exciting with beautiful posters for Robert Pattinson and Jennifer Lawrence, along with other Twilight and Hunger Games merchandise. Quickly growing bored from her wait, she switched on her iPad for a quick reread of Fifty Shades of Grey. Next thing she knew, she was reading the final set of ellipses and her agents had been waiting for her to start for half an hour. Her legs were dangling over one armrest as she leaned back against the other, rolling her head to turn to the crowd and placing the iPad in her lap. "Greetings all," she sighed. Ugh, working time. "If you are here, you are an Infiltration Officer of the Negaverse. Congratulations on being human. Seriously, not everyone in this organization can still identify as that. And it's never even anything sexy-unhuman, just creepy-unhuman." She rose from the seat and looked around at her crowd of InfOs. "The Negaverse is stronger than ever as we are in the next phase of our plans," Apatite continued as she paced in her staging area. "We have the energy we need to continue our fight against the so-called-Order threat, and now it is a matter of eliminating them through all means possible. It is our job as Infiltration Officers to hide in broad daylight like the Cullens, only with less sparkling to call attention to ourselves, and pounce on opportunities that arise." "You are expected to excel in everything you do, make strong and lasting connections in high and low places, gather valuable resources of power and anything that can be used for leverage, maintain a positive public reception for the Negaverse ensuring everything in the human world sways in our favor, and keep your eyes and ears open for the Senshi threat in every nook and corner in public society," Apatite listed off. "Not to have too high of expectations, but we have only the highest from all of you." "Our friends in the other divisions of the Negaverse have just as high expectations, and we should be interfacing with them frequently. Keep them updated on your findings, ensure them a place in society - even shelter and care if needed, and protect their operations on the civilian level." "If you are ever unclear on what you should be doing, contact your immediate supervisors. Lieutenants, this means your Captains and Generals; Captains, your Generals; and Generals, you report to me,” she continued. “While your civilian life matters greatly as an Infiltration officer, just because you have higher social status in that world doesn’t mean you have greater status here. You still report to your superior officer. Don’t fancy yourself with untitled self-importance.” “On the note of rank, I do have another announcement,” she paused with a grin. “Queen Beryl has been eliminated from the Hunger Games. She played the game well, but there was only so long the mad bat could be kept around for, and her goals and interest weren’t meeting in the lines of Metallia. Let her demise be a warning to you all, then.” "On my final note, we have re-evaluated the amount of energy needed for our future plans and have determined that we must make a return to officers gathering energy from civilians," she added. "For the new and uninitiated to the process, speak to your superiors. As always, discretion is vital, especially for our division. It may be wise to use energy-draining items when conducting your other operations - kill two birds with one stone."
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 3:45 pm
II. Player Announcements “As I understand it, there are a few officers who would like to make an announcement at this time. We will start by highest rank,” she began. “General Ilmenite, come take a stand.” Quote: Ilmenite stood with a bow to the General-Queen and a flash of a grin that just skirted that line between 'charmingly goofy' and 'somewhat annoying' before turning to address the assembled group. He was more than a bit surprised to find, all at once, that facing down that many Negaverse agents was something that made him nervous. He cleared his throat, putting his hat back on. "I've been out of town for a while, I guess, so I don't recognize many faces, but I'm General Ilmenite, recently switched from Intelligence to Infiltration." He fought the urge to fidget and mostly succeeded, fingers against the buttons of his coats as he grasped for the next sentence. "I don't know how many of you this will apply to, but as I know often that our agents and fresh faces -- especially those turned from the White Moon to our doorstep -- face housing issues, it seems a worthwhile announcement. "General-King Zinkenite has recently taken control of a Negaverse housing complex, largely for the purpose of settling in those of us who no longer have a proper home to go back to, or who are looking for someplace that will cost them less of a pretty penny to upkeep." His eyes flashed aside, around the room briefly, as if looking for help from nearby. There was none. "So. If your housing situation isn't up to par, or you need some help settling into the community, please find me after the meeting, and I can…we can sort it all out then." And there, finally, a smile, a flash of teeth that was still just a bit nervous, and he stepped aside. “Thank you, General Ilmenite,” she cooed. “Your efforts to help the newly initiated find shelter won’t go unnoticed.” “Captain Osumilite, I believe you have something to add as well?” Quote: Osumilite stood proudly and straightened his tie, looking out to his fellow officers with a glowing white smile. “Thank you, General-Queen,” he bowed to the pink-haired superior. “As you may know, I am currently in the final stages of putting together a current affairs piece to air on Channel 6 News, where I am that dashing reporter you see gracing your television: Tag Swagger.” No standing ovation and wolf whistling? How drab and disappointing. “This expose will reveal to the public once and for all who we are, and why we want to stop the Senshi. I have been conducting interviews, documenting encounters, and collecting audio-recorded testimonials from all agents of Chaos. If you wish to help, please If you are looking to help or want more information, feel free to approach and contact me at any time. I hope to release the documentary soon, so do not wait too long for your chance to help in this amazing step forward towards victory for the Negaverse.” “Excellent work, Captain Osumilite,” Apatite nodded as she gestured for him to take his seat. “If there are further questions, comments or announcements, please wait for the next opportunity to do so towards the end of the meeting."
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 3:46 pm
III. Upcoming Mini-Event “In addition to what Ilmenite and Osumilite have been working on, there is a project that I have been working on for our division,” she continued. “Destiny City is holding a job fair for all citizens of the city, which we plan to Infiltrate.” “This operation is a straight forward one. We will attend the job fair and meet those stationed at different booths recruiting for jobs, then use our influence to ensure that our fellow agents get these jobs. We also encourage you to host a booth if you are already employed, to meet potential new recruits for the Negaverse, in addition to helping our unemployed agents find positions elsewhere so we can broaden our scope.” “The job fair will be held soon, and sign ups for the fair will be held shortly,” she continued. “Keep tuned for announcements on these to come.”
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 3:46 pm
IV. Officer Questions and Announcements “Now that the official agenda has been gone through, if there are any additional comments, questions or announcements you lot would like to make, please do so now, but refrain from general chatter until the meeting is concluded.”
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 6:50 pm
He had been waiting what felt like forever for a chance to meet his fellow officers in Infiltration. Buddingtonite made sure to make himself presentable and wore his best (and only appropriate) attire for the event. He had never met the General-Queen Apatite despite her being the highest ranking officer in his branch, and he had built himself up with high hopes and expectations. For someone to be the leader of an entire branch, they had to be powerful, smart, and able to manage a large group of people. After all, their branch had quite the members! And Buddingtonite was eager to see her in action.
Only to feel as if he walked in on the wrong room entirely. He didn’t want to look at the walls and believe what he was seeing, but there was no denying that it was Twilight and Hunger Games memorabilia on the wall. Had he walked into a tween’s bedroom by accident? It certainly looked that way. And to see the General-Queen just sitting there, reading something on her iPad, while the rest of them just stood there waiting in silence was just about to drive him mad. Thankfully, just before he was going to break down and crack a joke just to break the unbearable silence around him, she finally decided to grace them with her presence, and the meeting had begun.
What started out as excitement and glee was immediately morphing into a tamed interest in what was being spoon fed to them. Then, eventually, that tame interest turned into forced interest, and the very notion of being compared to a Cullen pulled him out of the meeting altogether. He had to bite his lower lip to stop himself from laughing out loud. He couldn’t believe this. This was his General-Queen. This was the one he was suppose to look to for the highest level of guidance? A General-Queen that outwardly appeared more interested in the story that was on her iPad than getting the meeting started on time (and had he known exactly WHAT she was reading, that would have likely made Buddingtonite force himself out of the room completely, least he disrupt the entire ordeal with uncontrollable laughter).
Still, he kept all of his thoughts to himself, though anyone around him could see his face cracking every so often and perhaps an eyeroll could be seen. But, he remained attentive and as outwardly respectful as possible, which was hard when Robert Pattison was staring into his soul directly behind him.
It wasn’t until she mentioned Queen Beryl’s death that Buddingtonite felt himself growing deathly serious. Queen Beryl. Dead? Just like that. And she had the nerve to make a crack at her by making a Hunger Games reference? No, Buddingtonite wasn’t truly that upset- he never met Beryl, and he suspected that the decision to off her was done for a reason that was beyond him. No, it was simply the way he was addressed, in a ‘oh, by the way, in case anyone cares, Queenie’s dead, and you don’t need to know why’, and then further insulted with a quirky pop culture reference. He expected a little more out of a militaristic organization... but what could he expect when it was run by children and teens?
When Osumilite spoke up, Buddingtonite felt some relief sweep over him, and the fact that he wasn’t the only adult here was almost enough to make up for the sour taste left in his mouth, and as much as he wanted to applaud the man, he kept professional. Though, the facade was quickly fading. He listened intently to Osumilite’s speech, as well as Ilmenite’s offer for housing, and only once the floor was open did Buddingtonite let out a sigh of relief. He was being given permission to ask questions?
Then questions he would ask!
”Hi, Buddingtonite.” Buddingtonite said, his tone sugary sweet and boisterous without being too loud. He enjoyed a large crowd and tried his best to absorb their energy, and it could be heard in his voice as he directed his question to the General-Queen herself. ”First off, I’d like to say good work to everyone and I trust that everyone here is doing their absolute best to enlist as many officers to our cause... why I see them arriving in the droves! Though... I think we could be trying a little harder, don’t you think? As good as we’re doing now, our enemy still outnumber us, and will continue to outnumber us if we don’t step up our game.”
He kept his gaze on her, his smile genuine though the mirth in his crimson eyes doing nothing to detract the seriousness from his tone. He was all for fun and games, but there was a time and place for them, and the others needed to know this. ”Why not push the envelope? Why must we resort to cheeky gimmicks to boost our numbers, when merely spreading the truth about the White Moon should do the trick? Osumilite has the right idea... I don’t know why we didn’t just come out with it sooner.”
Buddingtonite liked fun and games, but he wasn’t seeing the results that Apatite and others were supposedly seeing. Perhaps it was insubordination on his end, but he wasn’t going to leave this meeting without asking why they couldn’t just be more open and spread the truth. ”If they can’t see the truth, then they’re no use to us anyway. And last question... may I request that we remove Mr. Pattison from the walls? I don’t feel it promotes a serious work environment given the nature of our meeting.”
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Posted: Mon May 06, 2013 5:20 am
Not at all wanting a repeat of the disaster his very first meeting with Captain Mariposite came very close to becoming, Amethyst had marked the date of the very first Infiltration division meeting down on his mobile phone calendar and set, not one nor two but, three separate reminders for good measure, even went to the extent of taking the day off from the hospital so that he wouldn't have any reason to be distracted from the meeting or, goodness forbid, forget entirely about it.
He was a good 15 minutes early and among the first few to arrive, picking a corner to do some people watching from as he tried to keep his eyes peeled for anyone whom he might find remotely familiar to stick with. No such luck it would seem. Which probably worked out in his favour without him sticking out like a sore thumb as one of the latest additions to the division as silence hung in the air with everyone having not much of a choice but to wait patiently for General-Queen Apatite to begin the meeting proper the moment she was done with whatever had her attention on the iPad.
It seemed that interesting times were upon the Negaverse with the announced demise of Queen Beryl first and then something that wasn't covered at all during the orientation proper - energy gathering. He lifted a brow at those, the former self explanatory kinda since her goals and interests were, according to the General-Queen, found to be no longer in line with those of the Negaverse. Seemed pretty harsh to be dealt with capital punishment just like that without going into the specifics as to what exactly those goals and interests were, but he didn't think that it was his place to question further something as grave as this in this particular setting.
He did make a mental note of the subsequent announcements from General Ilmenite, Captain Osumilite and the General-Queen herself about up and coming things. While he himself wasn't in any real need, having secured himself an apartment at the start of his residency for a pretty reasonable price, he had to admit to admiring General-King Zinkenite for having the foresight to secure a housing complex for those among them who might run into problems with that aspect. As for the documentary and job fair, he would have to mull for a bit over how best he could contribute if at all.
Which brought his mind back to the subject of energy gathering that had perked his interest ever since General-Queen Apatite's announcement. He certainly could use some specifics on that or at least knowing who he could go to for more information though that might have to wait for a bit when he heard Buddingtonite address all who were present. "It could be that if we act too rashly in the midst of our own zeal to draw more to our cause, we could risk drawing unnecessary attention to ourselves and possibly jeopardizing our own civilian identity in the process?"
It wasn't like him to make a comment in a meeting like this, especially when he was a mere Lieutenant at the bottom of the Negaverse food chain. The words however had already left his mouth before he could delve deeper into whether he should speak out loud, for he thought that surely it would be alright since it was Buddingtonite whom he already was acquainted with, being the very same individual who had initiated him into the Negaverse proper the morning after his own corruption after all.
"If I may be permitted to inquire more about the energy gathering process, will there be quotas that we will be expected to fulfill? If so, what should we do if we find ourselves unable to meet them for one reason or another?" He made no comment about the Twilight and Hunger Games posters and mechandise that plastered the walls and littered the place though what Buddingtonite proposed as an afterthought did tug the corners of his lips into a somewhat amused smile.
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Posted: Mon May 06, 2013 9:39 pm
"Cheeky gimmicks?" General-Queen Apatite questioned to Buddingtonite. "As Amethyst alludes to, earning the public's trust is a long effort, it takes more than a voice telling the truth. We absolutely should be increasing our numbers among the populace - that is the goal of this division. But we must do so carefully and with a great deal of monitored control." "As for the request for redecorating: no," she said firmly, approaching the nearest Robert Pattinson poster. She kissed her fingers and placed them on his sparkling lips. "Although if you continue to protest, I could mandate screenings of the Twilight films until your appreciation grows." She then turned her attention back to Amethyst. "There are quotas to fill, but they should not be difficult for you to reach," Apatite continued to Amethyst, with a frown. "But why would you be unable to reach your quota? It would be most disappointing if that is the case. Regarding the punishment for such a thing, well..." Apatite flipped open her iPad to look at her copy of Fifty Shades of Grey once more for a punishment idea. "If you fail to meet your quota, I will take my fist and --- oh no, there will be none of that," she stopped herself. "I will think of something, and you will not like it."
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 12:14 am
Buddingtonite wasn't too surprised to hear Amethyst speak up, and there was not a single ounce of anger towards the lieutenant in him, even when he turned to look at him. He had made a very good point, one that Buddingtonite himself might have already known but had easily forgotten. He looked to the blonde-haired lieutenant and gave him a silent nod, letting him know that he had heard him and accepted his explanation.
The General-Queen's response to both of his questions, though, made it hard for even the disgustingly cheerful Buddingtonite to want to keep his smile straight, and perhaps some of it had faded when she, once again, seemed more interested in whatever she was reading on her iPad and not the seriousness of the situation.
The energy quota thing hardly bothered him, and if she got her inspiration from a story or a book, then he wasn't too concerned. He was certain he could manage whatever 'quota' the General-Queen could throw at him, but for the sake of others, and another pressing matter on his mind, he asked another question. "What are we to do with the Mirror Wraiths. Not sure if you're aware, but they've been attacking everyone and they could pose a problem as far as competition goes, given how much energy they guzzle. Not to mention the danger they pose on us, and our alliance with their owners."
He was personally attacked twice, two more times than he should have been, and he was willing to allow Robert Pattison continue to stare at him, but he would not permit continued attacked from their 'allies'. "What should we do with them, General-Queen?"
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 5:29 am
The nod that Buddingtonite gave Amethyst did not go unnoticed as he returned likewise with one of his own, ceruleans meeting rubies briefly in mutual understanding that no offense was taken by the more senior officer from the tactfully worded explanation he had given based as far as possible on his understanding of the situation that their division was currently facing.
Returning his full attention to General-Queen Apatite, his eyes went wide at her apparent refutal of Buddingtonite's tongue in cheek proposal. So it seemed that the General-Queen herself carried a torch for the male lead from the Twilight films. While it was interesting to observe that even someone of her rank was still prone to idolism behaviour, he couldn't help wincing inwardly and hoping at the same time that she wasn't at all serious in those mandatory screenings of the Twilight films to, in her own words, enable them to gain a better appreciation of them.
He reflexively lowered his head when she addressed his questions with a frown on her face next, swallowing nervously as he gave some thought over how best he should structure his reasoning so as to not give her the impression that he was looking at possibly relieving himself of his own responsibilities to the Negaverse. "I was merely curious since some of us might potentially run into problems given the long hours we are required to spend in our respective civilian vocations. But I recognize that I cannot speak for the majority in this room so I will try my best to ensure that that will not come to pass General-Queen."
If only he and everyone else in the room had any idea as to what the General-Queen was trying to draw inspiration from on her iPad for ideas as to what kind of punishment would await them should either of those in their division fail to meet their quota. Well, ignorance was bliss for them all. For now.
Mirror Wraiths attacking everyone? Now that was certainly something new. He made sure to hold his tongue this time and refrain from passing any comments on the next issue that Buddingtonite had brought up, having yet to come across any of these in person. This was certainly a sticky situation indeed since everyone knew that those belonged to the Dark Mirror Senshis whom they were allied with. It wouldn't be good at all if any misunderstandings were to occur as a result of this.
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Posted: Sat May 11, 2013 5:20 pm
The General Queen gave Amethyst a nod of confirmation before returning her attention to Buddingtonite. She wouldn't enjoy punishing any of her subordinates, but if they forced her hand she wouldn't hesitate. "The Dark Mirror Court are our allies," Apatite stated, for the record. "However, if their mirror wraiths are attacking you, you are free to defend yourself. That does not, however, justify any violence against the Dark Mirror Senshi themselves. We should stand by the Dark Mirror Court at this time, and offer them our assistance in keeping their matters together."
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 12:23 pm
V. General Chat General-Queen Apatite slammed her boot onto the stoney floor of the Rift, its bang echoing through the halls like a gavel. “I hereby declare this meeting over. Feel free to stay and chat if you’d like.”
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 6:48 pm
While some agents may choose to go, Captain Osumilite decided to hang back to schmooze, mingle and network. Besides, it was important to stay behind in case there was any lingering interest in contributing to the project he had announced.
Once the meeting fully ended, he watched as the General-Queen walked away with her iPad, waiting until she was out of earshot to open the loud mouth of his.
"I really miss the days where there were alcohol at these little meetings," he joked with the fellow officers. Of course, the large majority of them were probably well under the drinking age, or at least that had been his experience with interacting with his coworkers. At the age thirty-one, it was just one of the many things that made him feel terribly old, and way too old for this s**t. Not that he didn't love every second of his life.
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 7:08 pm
"Mm, I wouldn't turn down a glass of wine." Thyone's voice was amused honey, and she flicked her hazel eyes over the officer most of them knew was Tag Swagger - and if they didn't, well, he'd just revealed himself earlier.
She'd been vaguely annoyed by the back and forth between the General-Queen and her officers, mostly due to the lack of tact. She'd been wholly unimpressed with the social intelligence of the average agent.
Osumilite, though, he was doing good work. Smart work. "Captain," She held out her hand to greet him. "Tell me more about your project."
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 7:09 pm
"I miss the days when I didn't dread lighting up a cigarette in the Rift." Ilmenite raised his eyebrows as he said it, flashing Osumilite a grin as he did. The cigarette was, in fact, between his fingers, but along the edges of the crowd lurked a smokey youma who served as a solid reminder of what had happened the last time he'd pulled that stunt.
In all honesty, he wanted to go: smoke it, escape, stop feeling like a sore thumb, one of the highest ranked members in the room. Something about that made him uncomfortable. But if anyone did want help finding a new place to live -- well. It'd be doing something, at least. And it had been a while since he'd done that.
"Alcohol would be great too, though."
((OOC NOTE: If anyone DOES want in on the new apartment building, please just quote me, we can RP either in here or set something up out of the meeting!))
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