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 Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:07 pm
LCσATIσN:: Nyx, Conference room
CαRαCTΣR:: Eve Remone Strazzon
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The slender woman entered the room with a confident gait, her red hair billowed about her like fire and the clack of her boot heels seemed to echo. The female looked to see Akana and Clark as they sat comfortably and chatted about nonsense that Eve could care less about.
Eve made her way towards the head of the table where she sat to the left of the Alpha's chair, she was not surprised to see that he had yet to arrive. The Alpha had accidently woken her up when he ventured out of their room; but she was smart to not question him.
The chair squeaked and Eve fought back the reflex to flinch. "So, what brings you all here so early?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:12 pm
Character::Akana Massri
Location:: Nyx HQ, Conference room
Akana smiled widely at Eve, welcoming her into the conversation. "Well, I had a certain problem looming over me this morning, and I decided dwelling on things wouldn't help," she replied, not caring to elaborate on her earlier pensiveness, which had dissipated.
Akana liked Eve, she was outgoing and straightforward during the meetings. They had never really been friends, but she admired her attitude and enjoyed the few conversations they had shared.
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:17 pm
LCσATIσN:: Nyx, Conference room
CαRαCTΣR:: Eve Remone Strazzon
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The woman gave a half-smile to Akana, she liked this girl and was glad that she wasn't the only female. Not that any of the other Members would try laying a hand on her, Strike wouldn't allow that. Eve smiled at the thought of Strike getting all bent out of shape over her, maybe thats what attracted her to him?
"Don't we all." The woman leaned back and propped her feet on the table, "I don't know about you two, but I'm eager to spill Organization blood."
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:18 pm
((Just to say Ink, you haven't been following the format. Did you read the note on page 2?))
Character::Christopher "Crow" Scar
Location::Organization headquarters, Conference Room
Crow scoffed at Dayne's idea. He leaned forward, chest against the round table, jet black hair spilling over his shoulders.
"I'm sorry to point out General Dayne but your plan is quite flawed. The Nyx aren't stupid. And Strake Scizzon won't fall easily for a trap like that. If you want to ambush them, you have to devise a more solid plan."
Then he pushed back on his chair and folded his hands behind his head, smiling coolly at the General.
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:23 pm
Character::Akana Massri
Location:: Nyx HQ, Conference room
Akana cocked her head to the side, considering. "I'll let you do the blood spilling, if you don't mind. I can be the charming distraction, make them act like fools before they realize we've won," she quipped, grinning wickedly.
The dim candlelight made everything look softer, a dreamlike quality settled over the true appearance of things. Akana's black eyes only seemed to glimmer with more mischief than usual, and Eve looked like flame personified. The haggard angles of Clarks face seemed faded, making him look more his age, although the shadows that hovered into the nooks of his profile were darker.
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:24 pm
Character:: Clark G. McArthur
Location:: Nyx HQ, Conference room
"Me? I simply like being able to pick which seat I sit in." Clark replied, half telling the truth. Really, though, he was early, because he was always early. It was just how he had always been.
Clark was going to elaborate further, untill Eve's second comment reached his ears.
"I'm concerned less with shedding blood, and more with gaining territory and resources." He replied, it looked like casual conversatiom might quickly come to an end. He had mixed feeling about Eve. Her devotion to the Nyx was refreshing. Yet, some of her eagerness to apose the organization troubled him. The Nyx weren't yet ready for a war.
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:31 pm
LCσATIσN:: Nyx, Conference room
CαRαCTΣR:: Eve Remone Strazzon
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The red head knew her personality was beastly, but she wanted blood for her own reasons. He father hadn't died on accident, he murdered and Eve was bound and determined to abenge him.
The woman knew, just as much as her husband, that the Nyx weren't ready for war; but sitting here wouldn't do anything good. Their supplies were low and they needed to restock fast or they wouldn't survive the rest of this month; but Eve obediently bit her tongue.
"True, but blood will no doubt be shed. I'm sure the Alpha has some plans to get us back on our feet." She picked at a nail, "He's bragged about it enough to me."
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:34 pm
Character::Akana Massri
Location:: Nyx HQ, Conference room
Akana considered Clark's statement and found she agreed. It wasn't that she minded the idea of killing; she knew it was a necessity in certain situations, and that The Nyx would, eventually, have to kill certain people to ensure their own survival. Excessive bloodshed, however, would definitely cause problems.
She kept this train of thought to herself, however, choosing tact over honesty for the moment. Besides, she had an incredibly personal reason to dislike The Organization, especially today.
Marcus, I wish you could be here for this, she thought before turning her attention toward the current dialogue again.
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:39 pm
LCσATIσN:: Organization, Conference room
CαRαCTΣR:: Dayne Pryor
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The blonde bit his tongue to keep from lashing out at the black haired male that scoffed him. Yes, his plan did have a flaw, but he had mentioned that earlier. Dayne composed himself and cleared his throat.
"Yes, Crow. It is flawed, but they WILL need to get supplies. What better way to hit them? Maybe not with a caravan, but with something."
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:39 pm
Character::Dolly Cathers
Location::Nyx Headquarters, Conference Room
The door of the Conference room slammed open with force and in stepped another red head with her hair wound tightly into a braid that draped over her right shoulder. This one was dressed in pair of red hot knee high boots that stood out from her tan attire. And perched on top of her head was that familiar worn out cowboy hat.
Dolly smiled pleasantly at the crew, glad she wasn't the first one to arrive. "Howdy to y'all," Dolly greeted, taking off her hat and exaggeratedly, clasped it to her chest.
"Eve!" Dolly exclaimed, walking up to her friend and kissing her on the cheek. "Looking gorgeous as ever, my red-head twin!"
She nodded at Akane, "And of course to you too Akane." Dolly wasn't too familiar with her- but then again as a Tracker, Dolly dug up the dirt on everyone's background. "And how do you do Mr. McArthur?"
Dolly plopped down in a seat near Eve and tossed her large coarse rope onto the table with the hat following after.
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:47 pm
Character::Akana Massri
Location:: Nyx HQ, Conference room
Akana smiled widely, amused by Dolly's theatrical antics. She decided to take a backseat in the current running conversation.
You never know when you'll learn something from listening, she reminded herself, glancing at Clark and wistfully thinking of the easygoing banter they had shared. Looks like we'll be discussing business pretty soon, she observed.
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:47 pm
Character:: Clark G. McArthur
Location:: Nyx HQ, Conference room
Clark blinked twice as the door to the conference room was slammed open, with enough force to shake his chair. He may be the first to enter a room, but Dolly was always the most noticeable. Whether her energetic displays were just an act, or true aloftness were hard to tell.
"A howdy to you too, Miss Cathers." He replied, using her last name as she used his. The conference room was finally starting to fill up, and Clark would have less and less to say. He found it harder to speak in groups than with individuals. By now Clark had finally stopped strummng his fingers and was slumped forward in his chair. They were still missing a couple of leaders. Then the meeting could truely begin.
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:48 pm
LCσATIσN:: Nyx, Conference room
CαRαCTΣR:: Eve Remone Strazzon
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The female grinned widely and greeted Tracker in the same fashion, this woman seemed to be the only one close to Eve's personality. Not just the hair but the way she talked and held herself together.
This was Eve's sister, not genetically or by law, but by mental connection. Eve seemed to feel a bond that she couldn't really explain.
"Same to you my dear."
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:51 pm
Character::Christopher "Crow" Scar
Location:: Organization Headquarters, Conference Room
Crow smirked. He had injured General Dayne's battleship and yes, Crow was quite proud of it. He enjoyed getting on everyone's nerves. It gave him a sense of accomplishment. Pathetic? No. Sad, well maybe. He shrugged, "Well, I wouldn't know of a better plan General Dayne. You are the almighty one here. We all will be obligated to follow your orders."
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Character::The Commander
Location::Organization Headquarters, Conference Room
The Commander cleared his throat loudly. He wasn't going to have two Generals be having this argument in front of his face.
"Quiet!" he barked. "General Dayne's plan is good enough as of now- unless you can think of a better one General Crow. You will be in charge of this mission General Dayne! Will you need extra men?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:56 pm
LCσATIσN:: Organization, Conference room
CαRαCTΣR:: Dayne Pryor
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Dayne shot a glare of pure hate towards Crow before turning to the Commander. Of course he'd need men! This was the Nyx! They were like cockroaches raised in a military camp. It still baffled the male as to how they kept order.
"Yes, sir. However I'd like the group and you to decide what actions should be taken. This was just an idea, but men will be needed. Do not doubt that."
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