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 Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2017 9:13 pm
The location where the Ten Tiān is located, this is generally where they conduct their plan of operation and assimilate the data that their troops have acquired about the Masamune and Shinto's progression on the Project. The entire area is heavily guarded by elite Muramasa's. The center meeting room is occupied by a wide table with enough space to seat twenty people, overhead is a display listing various data and information that can be remotely switched by members of the Tiān.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2017 8:23 pm
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The door to the meeting room creaked open, the first to enter was the rather tall white-haired male that Netzachi immediately recognized, his mere appearance caused her to scowl as Denki followed soon after. The petite female, her gaze was predatory as it met Takuma's apathetic oculars a bit ironic. "Takuma..." Netzachi spoke out, the male she spoke to, Takuma, simply groaned softly. ".....Netzachi, where's everyone else?" Denki waved towards Netzachi seemingly trying to discard the question that Takuma brought up. "Shinto has acquired the Vessel, he's virtually useless to us at the moment." Denki's words brought annoyance on Netzachi's face, the small female taking a seat on the roundtable as she crossed her legs. "Where is he? Takuma, tell me you didn't leave him back at their Castle." Takuma scoffed softly, the tall Masamune made his way towards the wall as he leaned his body against it with arms crossed. "I brought him with me, he managed to escape them somehow...." Neztachi expression changed once more, it was as if the mere thought of escape seemed impossible.
Netzachi eyes fixed themselves to Denki as she spoke. "Don't take it the wrong way, but I'm doubtful Shinto would easily lose track of someone as important as Maguro so easily... It's more than likely that they had already stolen what they desired from him and if that's the case...." Takuma immediately interjected as his body slightly jerked off the wall, arms raised and extended out towards Netzachi, his voice filled with worry. "Wait, what are you getting at here?! Whether or not he's useful to this rebellion doesn't mean you get to decide his faith." She didn't respond, maybe because she knew that the Masamune was correct. What rights did she have to simply kill a boy due to his lack of usefulness to her team? Yet still. "You knew damn well what his end-purpose was set out to be, that faith was decided the moment he became the source of the Corruption Goddess." Takuma didn't respond, not because he knew of this, but because he knew he wasn't fully prepared to sacrifice some kid for the greater good.
Netzachi immediately removed herself from the table, gentle feet clashing on the beautifully decorated ground as she crossed her arms. "Listen.... Accept things as they are now Takuma, attempting to go over your limitation has brought nothing but hardship and pain to the people around you, Yuno, Kini, Hachiman... Freeing Maguro from future threat is the best thing now, we can't protect him forever and Shinto may target him once more." Takuma's emotions cease, returning to a calm and understanding mentality as he spoke. "I'm sorry.... But I won't allow him to be discarded so easily... Excuse me, but that kid still deserve ta' opportunity ta' live!" Netzachi expression immediately shifted to annoyance, the thought that Takuma would maintain his outlook and the fact his tone had returned, that annoying way of speaking.... So improper. Netzachi scoffed at Takuma's stubbornness. "Fine, do as you please with the former Vessel, be sure to clean up and take responsibility for whatever mess he gets himself and everyone else into, understand?" Takuma nodded as he prepared to leave the meeting room.
The door immediately opened as a male rushed out, heavy breathing was the only thing he could muster for a brief moment. "What's going on?" Denki questioned as he walked towards the male to place a hand on his shoulder, the individual who barged in inhaled and exhaled sharply. "Sir, we just received an apparent urgent intel from Kamiumi, it sounded like Izu Kurosutchi was asking for help. Communication suddenly ceased, we're not exactly sure what's going on." Takuma's eyes widen, Denki sighed heavily, and Netzachi quickly responded. "Takuma, send your goons to check out the cause. Nehemoth might be making a run again, inform your team to not engage if its her but to follow." Netzachi eyes beamed to Takuma, the tall male only responding sternly to the point that the petite female was taken back. His voice was filled with bloodlust as he smacked his fist against his open palm. Takuma gazed at Denki before he made his way out.
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2018 11:34 pm
 ▸ ▹ ▸ ▹ ▸ Theme: Heaven and Hell◇◆◇◆◇◆x 𝓐𝓬𝓮 𝓜𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓪-𝓔𝓵𝓻𝓲𝓬 x◆◇◆◇◆◇ ========= ♠ ========= Active Techniques: N/A ◂ ◃ ◂ ◃ ◂ It wasn't like Ace to be involved in such things, he would rather spend his days wandering the town and taking in the many sites that the Land of Moon holds. Yet here he was, dragging his feet towards some meeting room. His combat boots lugged against the floor audibly as he lazily made his way to the door. The boy kept his head lowered towards the floor, it was standard nowadays to keep his face out of sight from those he didn't trust. His eyes watched the floor for any shadows and moved out of the way of any oncoming foot traffic. You see he has special eyes, eyes that were two different colors and they attracted a lot of attention. With his head down it kept them from being noticed as easily. He was a nonchalant kind of person and his bodily posture showed it. The loud steps, the baggy clothes with the hood up, and avoiding eye contact. This was what he normal wore and acted like and it was the signature street thug stereotype. Though his attitude was much more mellow. Ace only antagonized when he was bored and had nothing to do. Why work hard if you don't have to? With a sigh the boy's hand reached for the door, this could be a hassle. He raised his head slightly to peer into the room but remained silent for fear of interrupting something. If there was one thing he was good at it was procrastination, meaning he was probably late for the start of this gathering. Ace said nothing as he slid into the room quietly. He even shut the door behind him quietly to avoid unnecessary attention to himself. ((OOC: ))
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2018 12:12 am
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Door slowly opened as the only visible individual could be seen, blonde haired male sleeping at the center table. Surprisingly there weren't any guards this time around, the room being nearly completely vacant aside from the lone male. The male's head slowly lifted from the table, his lengthened elf-like ears twitching slightly as his head glanced over his shoulder. Chochmah, he wasn't entirely that well known within Kowloon despite his position as one of the Ten Tiān.... Yet holding such a high position of respect didn't seem to protect him from practical pranks. Vanella skin was tattooed over by a black marker, a circle around his right eye, whiskers along his cheeks, and the words "Lazy-butt" writen in the Muramasa's native language. "Hm? Hello there, didn't expect any visitors... How can I help you?" The male spoke in a gentle tone, almost angellic and filled with a sense of equal respect. The male slowly turned himself to face Ace, his body moving in a rather drunkish manner, loosely and lopping left and right with giggles here and there. "Aaah, you must be, uhm... Arkis, you came for that job, hm? Yeah... Masamune's Facility and stuff, right?" Visibly he was... At the very least drunk and yet his speech was easily understandable.
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2018 9:46 pm
▸ ▹ ▸ ▹ ▸ Theme: Heaven and Hell◇◆◇◆◇◆x 𝓐𝓬𝓮 𝓜𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓪-𝓔𝓵𝓻𝓲𝓬 x◆◇◆◇◆◇ ========= ♠ ========= Active Techniques: N/A ◂ ◃ ◂ ◃ ◂ Ace slowly looked up and saw that the meeting room was nearly vacant. His slouched stance perked up slightly. His eyes meandered over to the individual slumped over the table. It was quite comical to see that he had passed out, a slight smile gracing the boy's lips. Ever since coming to the Land of Moon Ace had to learn a whole new writing system and language. He was still really poor at speaking in the Muramasa tongue and even worse at the writing portion. He struggled to identify the characters on the other's face. The man swayed as he tried to stand from the table. Now this was comedy, he was drunk in the middle of the day, too bad he wasn't around to share. "Um.... it's Ace. Yes, uh, I was supposed to come here for an assignment."((OOC: ))
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2018 9:02 pm
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Chochmah stared blankly once he was corrected, Ace? Well, whoever it was it didn't matter anyway, right? A job was a job. The male leaned back against the table leisurely though appeared in what was more than likely an uncomfortable position, his head glaring at the ceiling. "Aah, well who cares... I guess the others would've wanted you, Ace? To go keep tabs on Tengu Recruits, but I don't really care about that right now..." His head lowered as he faced Ace. "Instead, we should consider dealing with their Safe Houses... For now, majority of them is heading to some new location so their defenses should be a bit easier to handle with." The male slowly removed himself from the chair the effect of his drinks immediately being visible, despite understandable speech... His walking skills needed more help.
Chochmah swayed left and right unbalanced as he made his way towards Ace, their height difference was off by a few inches but the male would stand in front of the boy with a smirk and a few chuckles. His right arm rose, the hand consumed by a soft green'ish color that produced minor Sprite-like Creatures to dance around said hand. "They'll... Uhm, guide you there for now..." The male swung his arm along with his body as he very inelegantly fell to the ground, the green'ish aura he produced inched towards Ace with the necessary information required to find the Facility, Chochmah himself was more than unlikely to provide further assistant aside from what he was able to give to Ace.
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2018 11:20 pm
▸ ▹ ▸ ▹ ▸ Theme: Heaven and Hell◇◆◇◆◇◆x 𝓐𝓬𝓮 𝓜𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓪-𝓔𝓵𝓻𝓲𝓬 x◆◇◆◇◆◇ ========= ♠ ========= Active Techniques: N/A ◂ ◃ ◂ ◃ ◂ Ace watched the other male with a quirky expression on his face, there was a lot he still had to learn. For instance, this guy, drunk in the middle of the day and didn't know the name of the person they were to send on a mission. Oh well, he wouldn't be any better in that position, but at least he himself could handle his alcohol. Even so the boy listened to his briefing although the physical distractions kept him from paying full attention. Attacking new safe houses was definitely a smart move on their part, but it was tricky. Did they really trust him that much for such a particular task? Then again the Muramasa were few in number and any help is better than another enemy. Ace watched as the company moved painfully and awkwardly towards him. In this drunken state the boy was unsure of the other's intentions and got a tad bit thrown back by the man's current wobbly disposition. He was tense and questioned what the other was going to do, he could smell the alcohol on his breath. Suddenly a green light flashed around the blonde and created some fairies it would seem. They danced about and were supposedly to guide him to the mission site. As the man finished up the meeting he fell to the floor, not really the kind of send off Ace had imagined but it had to work for now. He watched the manifested lights flicker and sway in the air around him, such magic he would have never experienced anywhere else. "I guess I'll come back to wake you when I'm done."On that note, the boy shrugged and began to walk out of the room with a slide in his steps. This would be his second official mission and his first as a lone ranger so to speak. Ace smirked, this was going to be a piece of cake. ((OOC: ))
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