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“********!” She yelled.

She was a second short of making her decision of whether or not to raise an inferno and now the frustration of doing nothing was enough of an injury to kill all her spirit. She came to where Manson had just been and swiped her hand back and forth once further coming to the realization that all chance was lost. Their conversation had been so short and then over. Manson was gone. Gone and gone. It was a wild trick.

Breathing became hard like how it was difficult and painful to move. She wondered where all who she knew had gone or were inside with her being cremated. She looked around. It was impossible to tell in the haze and heat.

Broken glass of the once floating orbs became part of the composition of the floor. Pillars were to their sides. The screams kept on.

She kept going. The doorway wasn’t far. She made her way past the incoming knights. They in turn made way past her. The doorway was far. Water sprinkled over. Someone knew aquatic magic.

She was coming closer. She stopped. She saw the mask of the entertainer who’d consumed her attention twice that night. The body was struck with a beam. Terrible. She lifted the mask. Beautiful man. Horrible.

There was some sort of explosion. It must have been the bar. The water kept coming. Breathing was not impossibility.

She found herself a chair. It’d been on its side before she picked it right side up dragged it behind her as she cleared the exit. She dragged it all the way past the steps and out where the public had gathered. She practically fell into it, slumping low into her knees and sliding her hands over her face, chambering in her anger, which could have so easily been demonstrated publically.

The screaming was over. Rather, there was plenty of tearing. Those who escaped escaped and those didn’t were either being helped or cremated.

"Does anyone know where the commander is?" It was the sound of one of Vossler's no longer masked men.

((Erm...you're in for a surprise))

( A surprise? I love surprises. I'm thinking he'll get his own little surprise as well. xD )

(( LOL alright, I'll give you a down low of whats going on. Needed to do this in the first place, cause everyone probably is wondering whats going on. Anyway, Angry Raging Honeybear is no longer in the guild. Wont go into crazy details for his benefit, but it was a decision made by myself, Arcine, and kdke, based upon his behavior towards us and the guild in general. Thus, the plotline is going in a direction where we need a new Faction Leader for Aes. Vossler is going to die in the fire taking place right now, giving Lord Kensington's character the opportunity to be elected as the new Aes Leader. Kensington is a friend of mine, and I have been in multiple RP's with him, so I know hes good for the position, and Arcine and Kdke have approved this as well. Anyway, Queen Judith is going at it in Ater Nox with Benjamin Black, Lady Aaren, Layla, Ser Emer, as well as Maliarc. I have brought my Alt account into the guild because I thoroughly enjoyed Emer's character, and after discussing it with Kdke, we agreed that It would make things more interesting if he was a more important character to the storyline, so I am taking him over.

Also, I was going to keep this to myself, but you folks should know that Shinigami of the Dark, playing Queen Judith, is another of my alt accounts. I brought Judith into the scenario for plot progression purposes, and to spice things up a bit until we can find a new RPer to take over Ater Nox. I will more than likely kill her off in this fight taking place in ater nox, after some major Lucidus Magus Plotlines start.

Anywho, The building is on fire, and I would suggest all of you get your characters out, because its not normal fire, its fire born of Dark Magic, and is not very easy to quell.

Also, Myself, Kdke, and Arcine have discussed a new scenario following Vosslers death from Queen Judith's attacks. We are to hold a meeting between all faction leaders (minus Judith) to discuss what shall be done about this attack, and what it could mean. The location of this meeting has not yet been determined, though I am thinking Thesaurum would be a good place to have it, possibly in the grand palace of the Merchant's guild. Anyway, My apologies for dropping all these twists without notifying you guys of what I was doing, and I shall make sure I notify everyone of whats going on from here on out.

Withthat being said, I'd get the hell out of the building, and do what you think your character would do. Each leader will be receiving some sort of letter, or invitation to this "United Nations" style council meeting. This wont be a party, and it will be a discussion. I will confirm this next move with Arcine and Kdke, but it will have to happen after the current fight happening in Ater Nox.

If you guys have any other questions, feel free to ask! Also, I suggest asking in the OOC subforum, that way we dont continue clogging up the RP location threads with out of character chatter. ))

Chance never got a response from the lady Aaren or her personal guard that were standing at attention against some yet unknown and oncoming threat. Instead his ears were greeted by the militaristic 'clomp' of an organized group from within the building, followed by an explosion that sent that sturdy wall blowing outward - making the already unstable building shudder further. Almost immediately the attending group of the rather menacing looking woman that lead them turned their firearms to him. It all happened so fast that all Chance could manage was a look of wide eyed surprise before he flung himself backward as the projectiles whipped past in that familiar sound; like angry hornets shooting just past him before hitting the wall above him with a resounding thud - sending a shower of shrapnel from the impacted wall.

The supressing fire didn't end for some time, keeping Chance pressed against the wall behind the balcony, but remaining unusually calm. His buzz reached a new high as adrenaline began coarsing through him, mixing with all those substances to create the half clear headed and half demented state he now felt himself growing into - showing as a broad and genuine smile on his lips as he flinched occasionally from a near hit. Right hand still gripped that hand canon of his, lifting it slowly up as he felt the firing from below beginning to subside, thumb drawing back that hammer to ready himself for what came next. He was already beginning to tire of the standoff, especially with the flames from the lower levels making things uncomfortably hot and the temperature only rising with each passing moment.

When the 'crack' of gunfire finally subsided, Chance finally felt his opprotunity to retaliate against those below. Little did he know that his intended targets were carried away by some damnable source of magic; however he was still ready to spring like a loaded trap on the threat he figured was still below. Then came the familiar sound of footsteps rushing up to him from below, and feeling his chance slipping away he finally sprang into action. Unbeknownst to him however was that these footsteps were not of the terrorists he had been getting to know, but the High Commander, Vossler Stone and the single guard that managed to break through the fray and outside to assist.

Left hand pushed Chance from the wall and that gargantuan firearm arced forward, using his height to get a vantage on his targets. The shot that rang out first gave the first hint of the power of his pistol, sounding like a small cannon going off and only multiplied by the echoing caused by the nearby buildings. He had been aiming at the man at the forefront of the group, but the shot was made in such haste that it had managed to just clip past Vossler and strike his peraonal guard - a strike to the left shoulder. Under any normal ballistic circumstances the wound would have been minor, but shells most befitting that large gun of his, suffice it to say - it was not. Upon impact that guards arm was twisted back in a violent split second before it flipped in an upward arc through the air and away - followed almost in sync with the man who'd lost the arm as he was sent tumbling with great momentum after it. From the third floor features weren't exactly clear, which resulted in this bloody affair, but with one remaining threat, Chance called upon his instincts as a shoot to line up the last standing man properly. Seond shot was squeezed out in a matter of seconds and the bullet fell true in the center of Vossler's mass. A loud 'clang' followed the booming shot as the bullet ripped through the man's frontal armor and expanded as it traveled, created a buldge in the rear portion, but barely broke free - leaving space for the graphic amounts of blood that came. As before, even with this tall man, body was sent hurling back like a ragdoll before slumping into a pile near a neatly trimmed hedge.

Heart was still pounding in his ears as he looked to the scene of carnage below, gripping that pistol tightly, as it had sent his hand buzzing from the recoil. Staying in the burning building was fast becoming a prospect of death, and so withoit abandon he leapt over the balcony of the third story and fell only with the soft sound of flapping fabric before he landed in a crouch - steadying himself with his left hand. Necessity had driven him to the feat, but there seemed to be no witnesses to that shot of raw strength the man held. He was up and walking toward the bodies, still on alert for any further danger, since as if in a dream, he had heard a gunshot in the vacinity not long before. He stepped over the first body, not recognizing the man's face and soon came upon the second, who's features were half hidden - pressed against the cold stone walkway. "Son of a b***h.." Chance used his foot to turn the body onto it's back, and low and behold - Commander Vossler Stone.. Or.. It used to be. Holstering his weapon as he stared down on the familiar face, he showed little emotion for what had transpired. "Never figured you for a terrorist. Where'd your buddies go?" Nudging the body with his foot, making it rock slightly before scanning the area for signs of life.

((Sorry I've been MIA...I've just had to deal with summer school enrollment, a change of class and living in a bat cave the past week. It's not been quite hell but close enough to it...Can someone catch me up on what I missed??? I have no idea where I am right about now either...hahaha))

( Howd'yah do El Capitan? )