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amicableAggressor Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2016 7:02 pm
Regina beamed at the two blueblood girls, as they nearly spoke in unison, both pledging their services to her. Both had a faultless history in action of coming to the assistance of the military, dating back to the mother grub. They would have most likely risen rapidly in the military on their own, and she had no qualms over either of them. Smart, capable bluebloods were what an empire was built on. That, and lots of lowblood labourers. Then, of course, Vidari threw another little barb. Regina allowed herself the momentary amusement of imagining him jealous. He had been the first to approach her, on his own. Maybe he had wanted a special place before the rest of them? To be taken into her confidence first? Well, that was the breaks of being a greenblood. Besides, if he had wanted that, he should have shown some of his world-famous brazenness, and asked. The thought allowed her to smile back at him as innocently as he was beaming around. As she opened her mouth however, Cincil cut in. Turning her attention away from them, she glanced over at the wobbly redblood's frozen face. As if she would let something like that into a high military position. She could easily imagine him bursting into tears at the drop of a pin. Turning her eyes back to the others, she hesitated for a second as her brain rushed to translate Tamiya's final interjection. "Ah. Right, mate. Some other tentacle? To fold? Sounds great. Real enthusiastic about that idea, just, get to me about that after the meeting's broken up. Don't want to keep anyone else waitin'." "Vidari, get your feet off my gogdamned table, and don't spook the kid." Turning back to Zindel, she gave him a look that could be called pitying, but for the fact that it was leaning more towards annoyed. "You don't gotta dump in your lovely lookin' pants. I was gonna mention private like, but since apparently we're doing this now, I'd like to pick your brain."Wrinkling her nose, the queen's annoyed expression intensified. Her hand on her sabre hilt, she jiggled it a few times as she spoke. "I'm lookin' to expand my public image. Get more likeable - if that's possible. You seem pretty much like the demographic that's slippin' through my clut - hands the most, so I want your perspective." The annoyed look gave way to a slightly sheepish grin at the rest of the table. "Yeah, I realize it ain't super related to the rest of the meeting, but I figured I'd get everyone in at the same time. Welcome to my hectic schedule, yea?"Clearing her throat, Regina straightened up and swept the pages at her chair into a stack. The careful enunciation of her words and professional manner of the meeting was already melting into something more natural, relaxed, and laid back. "Anyway. If all this sounds good, you guys can come with me. I'll bring you around my strategy room, explain what my plans are for the next coupla perigees, fill you in on some military details, explain to you in detail what you can legally get away with doin' now, and give you some ideas of what you're gonna be gettin' into. With our tag along, if that's alright." The final sentence was directed at Kursha, with only the most delicate hint of sarcasm. It was, she was sure, enough. Once everyone has replied, this roleplay, or at least Regina's part in it, will be over and I will post a ooc explanation of what Regina tells everyone in her 'in depth walkabout and explanation' along with new ic perks etc.
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2016 8:39 pm
Tamiya nodded firmly. “Yes, of course.” She agreed. The clown buzzed with confident energy. She held her gaze on Regina for a significant amount of time before shifting towards Zindel. It was curious what she had in store for him, but it seemed irrelevant to her. So long as she could keep a cautious and secure distance from the redblood and his blueblooded – master? – whatever she was – Tamiya would be satisfied. As for everyone else, they were a fine enough crew. Some battle tested, some with temperaments more mirthful than others. She would certainly have to reach out and pick each of their brains. After all, she had rebels to catch and a planet to purge.
Taking mental notes, Tamiya settled in her seat and focused on the task at hand. Past, present, future. It would all have to come together now to allow her to clinch her spot as a head subjugglator. To have the spread of the Messiahs overreaching the lands once again. This was a promising destiny. She would take it.
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 5:59 am
Zindel stayed silent, keeping his eyes straight and empty, more anxiety filled what if's curling around his mind as he just ignored the area around him. He'd listened to the blueblood respond, and while his facial expression did not change, the redblood felt a little lighter as she sort-of-not-really teased Kursha. It was a jab at the greenblood that the redblood refused to react for, knowing it'd only bring trouble-- but he appreciated it. The teen looked up when the Queen's voice rung out through the room, staring at her from his seat with an expression of curious doubt.
His face almost turned red at her response-- He wasn't going to--! Zindel calmed his slight anger. Whatever, okay. Apparently looking disappointed at the lack of a mention was stupid, but whatever. He listened to the rest of her words, resisting the urge to roll his eyes as he watched her expression change Of course, there it was, public image. His response was a simple nod-- He didn't really mind it, but honestly would've preferred to wait somewhere else until she was done with these guys before having her move on to him, or set him up on a later date, or, just, something else. It felt like he was being suspicious or something but that was just how he acted as a whole.
Zindel relaxed slightly after his part was explained, listening to the rest of it with a rather neutral stare. He was alright now, even if it wasn't a part in the military, it wouldn't just be helping her image, it'd be helping his own. Chiara would be pleased. He was fine. (For now.) He'd nodded in response to her words, trying not to show enjoyment with the last words she'd spoken-- He may not've been as important as them, but he was still there, meager part or not. It was...something.
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 5:44 pm
Sarcel, ever reliable and ever so charming. Where had she been all his life? Inclining his head towards her, Kursha threw her a wink. “Didn't know you felt that way about me, Sarce.” His grin widened. Now just to watch the steam pour out of her sponge clots. His entertainment was cut short however. It seemed like he had finally managed to wear on Regina's nerves and earned her ire, if only briefly. Raising his hands in an apologetic gesture, he returned both feet to the floor. At the same time, he scooted a little closer to Sarcel. Even as he worked to further aggravate the blueblood ( “Sorry, was that your foot?” he mouthed), he made sure to give Regina his full attention as she addressed his question. So the redblood was some kind of fodder for her public image. It made sense. For the most part, he seemed like the type of troll Kursha could write off, but it could not hurt to keep an eye on him. Even if he was every bit as pathetic as he looked, that kind of cowardice could prove deadly. Kursha drummed his fingers against the table, thoughtful. “Fine by me,” Kursha replied, meeting Regina's gaze. He smiled back, not giving an inch, then rose to his feet. Arms over his head, he stretched. His back gave a satisfying pop.
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amicableAggressor Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2016 12:22 pm
You're now on Regina's VIP list! You can:
'Summon' and have at your disposal drones and military grunts. Please use responsibly, don't drink and boss. Pull rank on any civilian character, unless they are a seadweller. You're an extension of the queen's arm and people should treat you as such mmk. Pass the black velvet rope at any time to wander into the queen's private chambers. Knock if she's on the load gaper. Have an office/hold a position of your choice in one city's military HQ. Receive access to all military/monarchy-owned buildings in each city. Get official military information on any subject of your choice. If it's from the shops canon past, just contact me for the info. Promote others to glory! See below. Basically do anything/go anywhere that would normally be forbidden for civilians. If you want to do something and aren't sure, just aask.
Promoted trolls can 'summon' npcs, pull rank, have a slightly lesser office/position in the military, and get military information. They cannot do anything else on the list until they prove themselves to Regina individually. She'll let you know when that is.
Also! Her plans that she announced wasss...... the space tower competition! 8 D
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