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Tamiya sniffed. She would be right, of course. Larque was such a worrier. She immediately bristled upon his reference to the letter. So he had received it, too. Her confidence melted into anger. One of Tamiya’s dangerous tantrums could have been on the rise, and a string of capricious curse words filled the air.

“The note. Demons arrive in droves from the bloody pits of lightness, festering feathered monstrosities and mutated freaks!” She roared. She was unable to control herself and her volume increased rapidly. “There is a balance on Alternia, Larque and Etsali, a fine balance between capriciousness and heathen anarchy, that contains the spirits and subdues the horrorterrors from within the depths of the Alternian deeps! The words screaming from their carnal hate holes are nothing but cloying lies meant to wrench the innocents from their spot in the Carnival and scatter them along the path for traitors and the damned!!” Rage streamed through her body in rivulets, causing her fingers to shake and gnarl. Her voice dropped to a hissing whisper and her shaking became the result of nervous panic.

“Do not believe for a ******** moment that you any of us will be spared from their unnatural goddamn conquest. Alternia as we know it will be destroyed in a mirthless blaze. They will tear everything from hive to loonyblock down just the grubbing same, you will see…”

Kabukidad slinked up to Tamiya and rubbed against her, his skinfolds bunching up as he comforted her. It was a message to both of the trolls. Larque, she trusted. Etsali… She was still a wildcard. Her… Orangebloodedness cast some doubt on her fortitude and trustworthiness. It would make for an obstacle in their relationship. Tamiya’s method of making friends could also use some work, not that she would ever know or admit it.

Iluard looked down at the yellowblood and cleared his throat. "The queen will not be making an appearance during this reconstruction period. If you have inquiries for Her Highness, you are welcome to schedule an appointment with her at the above-water embassy."

He felt that a brief and effective answer, and looked about for further questions. Nothing? Good! It was time to wrap up his Q&A session.

"Alright, attention! Attention," He announced into the mic. "Further questions can be answered on a personal basis. At this time, rooms will be assigned to recruits. Younger recruits, please sign up seperately for lusii housing. Please meet with the drones at the back table for your assignments. Additionally! There is a sign-up for the full-force construction phase that will occur after your training is completed sufficiently. If you have friends or colleagues that you would like to work with during this phase, you should sign up together so that your partnership will be guaranteed during this most important phase. Individual trolls are also welcome to post if they are looking for a group to join. Thank you for your attention, and glory to Alternia!"

Iluard clicked off the mic and took his leave.

((sign-ups for the next stage of the meta, which will run from August 17th through the 27th, are now up! A similar post will be made in the rebel thread as well soon; both rebels and royalists can sign up whenever they'd like.))

∞ Ephias Sagine

Vitula's lusus seemed distrissed. After nipping at his charge's horn, he took to the air and began to encircle Ephias. What could that possibly mean? Suddenly, from out of nowhere, the yellowblood began to apologise. That was a surprise! Ephias stared at the other boy, his face expressionless—that is to say, at rest, which unfortunately looked closer to bored or annoyed.

“You don't need to a-apologise for something l-like that...” Ephias mumbled. “Everyone has stuff they get excited about.” He recalled his own outburst not even two minutes earlier. He could hardly blame Vitula for being enthusiastic about his interests.

When the yellowblood asked Ephias if he had any questions of his own, he shook his head. “Not-not really. I...” Ephias trailed off. From somewhere further off in the crowd there was roar. A high voice had risen to a shriek. As Ephias tried to parse out the words, the noise dwindled until it was (relatively) quiet again. He shrugged and continued a bit louder than before. “I mostly want to get the reconstruction done as q-quickly as possible. Someone did ask about the future of space exploration. The military representative gave a pretty vague answer, but it sounds like it might be a pos-possibility if we do well here.”

Speaking of the military representative, the greenblood had begun to speak again. He was announcing sign-ups for lusii housing as well teams for the construction phase. “Er... We should probably go check that out. If you want t-to come with me...” He looked back at Wolly. The sheep was already pushing his way through the crowd to make a path.

“Why are you so interested in the queen, anyway?”

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Perched atop a sour looking guinea pig was Nahori, having listened in something vaguely resembling awe for the entirety of the speech and the instructions that came later. It was obvious she was nervous with the way her body was lightly trembling, though that was hardly new for her. This night she found no comfort in troll-watching those around her, either, in fact she could barely pull herself away from guineamom's coarse fur long enough to attempt it. Earlier she had been making the most pathetic half-whimpers, perhaps trying not to cry, but a quick buck from mom had startled a loud squeak from her that quickly faded into the silence her lusus preferred.

They were here for the cause, those guineamom was usually a wary guardian, she simply couldn't turn her nose up at this royal call. Had Nahori been on her own, the orangeblood was certain she could have ignored it completely, this sort of thing didn't suit her at all. Spending the entire time hoping no one official looking tried to talk to her was probably not the best kind of behavior for a soldier. It was sad, while she loved to get away from the hive and see new places and learn new faces this was just too much. The royal army scared her, what if she got hurt, what if she never made it back to the hive again...

A shrill wheeking woke her from the little daze she had evidently fallen into. Mom was getting impatient, wanting her to sit up high and proud and straight. It took a might more annoyed coaxing, but eventually Nahori was stretched up to her full height—she was tall for a child—and peering out uncertainly over the crowds as many began to amble towards their training. Her arms were tucked protectively around her midsection.

Vitula listened to Ephias as he spoke to him. The young redblood and told him he did not have any questions he wanted to ask to the greenblood who was taking questions at the time. Vitula listened more and more to Ephias as he brought up about the reconstruction. He agreed about getting reconstruction done as quickly as possible, so that way when they did get done they may have time to do other things around the city.

It was at that moment Ephias had asked Vitula if he wanted to come with him to sign up for teams and lusii housing. Vitula looked at the red blood and shook his head in agreement and walked with the troll to the sign up table.

As they walked Vitula heard Ephias ask a question about why he was so interested in the queen anyway. Vitula took a deep breath and began to explain to him.

"Ever sense I had moved to Chittentown, I always knew I wanted to be more then what society saw me as. I understand that sense my blood isn't what most trolls see as royal I usually get over looked. I believe that if I can atleast meet the queen and have her notice me, then maybe other trolls will notice me all around alternia as well!" Vitula said looking up into the sky.