She hadn't truly been expecting to be called before the General-Queen after the completion of her weeks long, self-appointed mission... but she couldn't say she wasn't secretly very pleased with it. The capture of the rogue agent-turned-knight, proving that she could be a useful member of the Negaverse and work with other agents had been its own purpose and reward. Getting recognition had never been the end goal.
And to her pleasure, it seemed she wasn't the only one who had been called.
Standing in one of the large, empty caverns in the Citadel, Captain Cinnabar glanced over the faces of the people who had been instrumental in her success. It amazed even her that she'd managed so many. She'd never been a good people person. She'd never enjoyed working on a team or trusting others to do their jobs. This whole thing had been a learning experience and it made her proud of what they'd accomplished, even if it had only been one man who had probably never meant all that much in the scheme of things anyway.
He was just the first. The Proof of Concept that the Negaverse could reach past the supposed safety of purification and drag the deserters back to face justice. It could be done, and not just in a straight on, face-to-face confrontation.
Crossing her arms under her chest, Cinnabar took up a stance in the middle of the room where she could watch the door way and those entering, her lashes lowered over her eyes and a small curve to her lips. The General-Queen had not come yet, but she was patient. Maybe she'd get to find out what they'd done with the traitor after she'd given him over to her. Idly, she wondered if he'd been recorrupted, killed, or turned into a youma as an example. She wasn't sure which she preferred.
(( Hello and welcome! If you were part of Cinnabar's mission to capture a Negaverse agent that purified, you were summoned by the General-Queen to report to this meeting cavern at this time for the purpose of recognizing your help with it. You can decide not to join in, but I highly recommend that you do, as there is a reward for you. There are also a few NPC officers who will be in on this, but I'll leave them in the background.
This rp will also include Cinnabar's promotion. If someone else is ready for promotion and would like to do it at the same time, you're welcome to! (though I don't think anyone is, sadly. but the option is open)
If you have questions, feel free to poke me about it! I realize this start is very small and I'm sorry. ;w; ))
The Space Cauldron
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Umber
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Labradorite
Noir Songbird
Erythrite
AMItotic
Zircon
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Xenotime
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2015 9:33 pm
Labradorite had been sitting at home on the couch watching some horrible soap when she was pulled away almost thankfully. She looked around as she followed a few others to where Cin was standing and she looked a little confused, maybe interested or both?
Mainly because Labby wasn't certain what was going on and if this was a good thing or not when a smallish group of them where pulled together like this. She shifted a little and searched the room for another familiar face maybe? She kind of hoped Buddy was here, even though she highly doubted that he would be.
Captain Umber found it difficult to concentrate that day.
Between his recent promotion, preparing for his new responsibilities, and his brother's predicament, he simply couldn't find enough time in the day to sleep appropriately. As a result, the agent's eyes looked sunken and less attentive than they did as a lieutenant. He knew his inability to shoulder his burdens properly showed to the astute, but he still held confidence that he could redevelop his rhythm and routine to suit the Negaverse's purposes. And while he did not know for certain the reason behind his summoning, so soon after his promotion, his suspicions suggested that he either wasn't working fast enough or his superiors noticed that he was working himself to death.
As he entered the room and spotted Cinnabar, he wagered against those suspicions. He issued a nod toward his now-peer, though he neglected to provide a vocal acknowledgement. Cinnabar looked well, and smug, and he soon ascertained that this summoning must be related to her progress in tracking down turncoats. He took his place beside her, slightly behind, and slid hands into back pockets while he surveyed the remainder of the room.
Nondescript, the lot of it, save for a single lieutenant of questionable dress among other less interesting lieutenants. Some fraternized amongst themselves, flaunting their lack of professionalism while they waited. But the lieutenant he laid eyes on looked rather lost, or perhaps just uncertain what to think. They weren't far off from each other in that regard.
For now, Umber faced forward and awaited the General-Sovereign's arrival, while his thoughts strayed far to psychological terms and torture endeavors and proper training methods for new recruits.
The Negaverse suffered no dearth of assignments.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 3:51 pm
Xenotime arrived not long after the others, her presence something of a beacon among the captains and lieutenant already gathered in the citadel.
She'd been out of town again. Called away with very little warning by her sponsors, and kept away longer than she would have liked. In her absence she'd assumed everything to be running smoothly. There had been no phone calls to clue her in otherwise, though she immediately noticed something had changed. For only a second she was surprised by Umber's promotion and her lack of knowledge regarding it, but that surprise faded quickly as she reminded herself who she was dealing with. The now captain wasn't in the habit of contacting hr with non emergencies, and climbing the ranks through the Negaverse did not count as an emergency.
Sliding up beside him and Cinnabar, Umber would feel the brush of fingers along his arm before she settled her hand in the crook of his elbow. "Congratulations." It was murmured softly, a note of pride weaving through her voice as she tipped her head to look up at him.
Of course it was then she'd note the shadows under his eyes, the overall tired features, and all at once the smile dimmed, fingers tightening on his arm. She wouldn't ask now, it wasn't the time, but after they were through here, with whatever this was, the general intended to find out what was plaguing her captain.
If Cinnabar happened to glance in her direction, she'd get a dip of Xe's head, a soft, knowing smile. She liked the half youma woman, she was tenacious and bold.
A glance was also spared for the unfamiliar lieutenant, silver eyes cool and critical as she looked the girl over.
Erythrite wasn't, generally speaking, one to participate in major operations - she hadn't since Ilmenite's energy-draining games, and that felt like an age and a half ago. This particular mission, though, had been something she felt she was uniquely suited for - and helping out a lovely lady was never amiss.
She sauntered into the meeting, politely acknowledging each otherperson there with a nod. At least she wasn't the lowest-ranked - there was one other Captain besides Cinnabar, and a Lieutenant. There was also a wholly unfamiliar General.
Fascinating, but she supposed introductions could wait for the moment.
Whimsical Blue
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LP
Beejoux
Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2015 7:20 pm
There were familiar faces joining her here tonight and a wide, toothy grin spread across Cinnabar's face. She lifted her head in greeting to Labradorite, remembering the flirty lieutenant from the coffee shop. Umber as a captain was a pleasure to see and he wore the new rank well. It amused her that he automatically took up a stance slightly behind her when they were of equal rank now, but it was pleasing that he chose to subtly acknowledge her dominance. Ah, and there was his grey-eyed general joining them!
"Umber, Xenotime. Its good to see you again." She said as she dropped her arms from where they rested under her chest to offer a hand to the general and the captain in turn. "I wanted to thank you both, personally, for helping me with my self-imposed mission. Everyone who helped contributed to it's success. I was able to locate one of our missing officers and delivered him bound and gagged to our General-Queen. I suspect that's what this summoning is about and I'm glad to have you both standing beside me."
It wasn't often she felt the need to thank others for helping her. It wasn't an entirely comfortable feeling, but it wasn't bad either. She was determined not to grow used to having others help her, but if it was needful, she would make sure they knew she didn't take that help for granted.
As others filed in Labs fell in line behind them. Since she was the littlest agent here in rank it seemed. The few glances she got made Labs shift a little since she was unsure of what was going on.
Though she had smiled back at Cinnabar when the Captain Acknowledged her, she was the only one here that Labs knew and well, the others though she wasn't sure of. Perhaps they didn't like a Lt joining them?
She heard mention that Cinnabar had managed to locate at least one of the missing officers. That was good, she nodded silently from the back. Had this not seemed so serious Labs might've felt more comfortable trying to talk to the others, but as it were, the meeting was already fairly intimidating. So instead she just stood with her hands behind her back fighting the urge to rock a little on her heels.
Whimsical Blue
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Beejoux
Noir Songbird
Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2015 9:47 am
"You found success." She looked proud - the broad grin bloomed easily on her face, and her posture evoked easy confidence. She knew her victory as a success story, and expected reward for it. Umber could find no reason against it; Cinnabar eliminated a turncoat from the enemy's ranks, which meant one less member of their opposition. Statistically it posed little value, but he expected that if the information were distributed properly, then they'd gain an edge in intimidation faction. A politics game.
Xenotime's arrival earned a nod; he hadn't seen hide or hair of the general since she left on extended business. He wondered how she kept up with both her MMA rounds and the Negaverse. He hardly kept his head above water with the balance of captaincy duties alongside training Haüyne and puzzling out how to save his brother from his own stupidity. But none of that needed to matter right now; his summoning here was for a purpose beyond that, he expected, and speculation all but confirmed that Cinnabar was correct in her suppositions.
Most of the room felt quiet and stifled, as if the officers fostered some reticence toward speaking with one another. The official capacity demanded proper etiquette, certainly, but Umber was unaware if the room should remain oppressively silent until someone's arrival.
"If you expect our summons here was due to your success, then will you address everyone? Some of them seem uneasy."
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2015 7:23 am
It was difficult to say if Laurelite was late, as she had her own tight schedule to keep to and this was only one stop of many. A necessary stop, though, and one she would not pass up. There was no attempt to mask her presence; the General Queen's energy signature was amongst them only a second before she stepped through the door. Under one arm, she had tucked a small, sturdy looking black box.
"I will address them," she said as she entered, though a more sincere smile graced her feature only a second later.
"I think you all deserve a few words about that impressive display of teamwork. It always lights my heart to see a mission run so successfully. And Cinnabar, dear." Though Laurelite was no longer so distressed by the traces of youma that clung to the Captain, she couldn't help but observe them before continuing. "You did marvelous out there. I've brought you all a bit of a present, do you mind?"
She glanced to the group with another of her planted smiles and moved so that the box she held was a bit more obvious.
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Noir Songbird
Beejoux
Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2015 4:24 pm
As Cinnabar turned to greet her, them, the general smiled benignly at the other woman, extending the hand not currently settled in the crook of Umber's arm to offer a shake and a fond squeeze before she was reaching for the captain's hand in turn. "Good to see you as well, and even better to see that you've found success with your endeavors." Personally, the general had not been able to offer as much help as she would have liked, but what she had been able to do she did gladly, eagerly.
I was good seeing hard work being rewarded, and traitorous behavior punished. The rightness of it warmed the general's heart.
Laurelite's aura announced her presence before the general-queen walked through the doors to address them, and Xenotime greeted the other woman with a respectful dip of her head and a smile. If she felt any intimidation in he woman's presence, it didn't show. She seemed utterly at ease as she leaned into Umber's side, the fingers of her right hand drifting in slow strokes up and down the arm she still held. The cat that ate the cannery.
Mention of a present resulted in a curious tilt of Xenotime's chin, silver eyes dipping from the general-queen's face, down the dark box in her hands. "Ah, You shouldn't have," she purred, lower lip catching between pearly teeth.
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2015 12:01 pm
It was summertime, and Zircon made few plans outside of the Negaverse, so it came as little surprise when she felt the tug of a summons to Negaspace. Back when she'd been promoted, she had naively assumed that her ability to teleport on her own would grant her some level of autonomy, but she was just as ever pulled by the clarion call of chaos, and at this point she was simply learning to accept it. The chains never really went away, they just changed hands, and Zircon could only hope that one day she'd be the one in control.
She lingered towards the back of the pack, taking in the surroundings and the variety of faces she saw before her. Included among the ranks were familiar officers, ones she had collaborated with before--Erythrite, Umber, and a few others with no names to their face. Her glance flickered upwards as Cinnabar greeted them in time, taking note of Xenotime in particular with a cautious stare. She seemed young to be a General, but then again, that was par for the course with the Negaverse. Either way, it was a consideration for later, and she sought out Captain Cinnabar's glance, looking to offer the conquering hero a wilting smile and a wave.
The captain's posture stiffened in the wake of the General-Queen's aura, and at once she snapped to attention, her hands folding tightly behind her back and her shoulders tight. She nodded in deference to Laurelite, but nevertheless glanced nervously at the box presented before them, her hand tightening around the burn scar at her wrist. The last time a General-King had sought to give her a present, it had turned out to be gift-wrapped humility. But she had no reason to be nervous. She'd done nothing wrong...right?
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The Space Cauldron
Beejoux
Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2015 7:51 pm
Umber's suggestion earned him a slight wrinkle of Cinnabar's nose at the thought of standing up like some sort of official to greet everyone here. The expression was quickly smoothed away, however, because the one who had called the meeting had finally arrived and saved her needing to respond. This wasn't her gathering: it wasn't her right to speak to the group. A glance about caught Zircon waving to her and Cin offered a broad, toothy smile back and a lift of her head before she turned back to greet Laurelite.
"General-Queen." Cinnabar bowed at the waist, a slight dip of respect to the woman who had saved her life. She rose from it with a pleased expression as she was greeted directly, drawing back her shoulders and straightening her spine. There were not many in this world she called her Betters, but this General-Queen was one.
Curiosity commanded her attention as she glanced to the box the sovereign held, her head tilting a little to the side. There was a small thrill to see it, a bit of anticipation she couldn't quell. When was the last time someone had praised her? Given her a reward? Long enough she couldn't remember, even as she felt silly for such a childish feeling of pleasure.
When the General Queen entered the room Labradorite froze, she tried not to stare wide eyed at the lady however, the sheer amount of power she held was unmistakable and it caused Labby to shiver a little.
The fact the other woman brought a present brought a curious but cautious look to her face as she watched, subconsciously she edged herself nearest to the closest person(s). . . Which was somewhere between Ery and Zircon . . . though a little closer Erythrite than the other might've been comfortable with.
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The Space Cauldron
AMItotic
Noir Songbird
Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2015 3:45 pm
Laurelite was beaming; she seemed delighted to be in the company of these officers after they had been so successful. "It's just a little thing, really. Just a small token. You see, it's really not often that I have the opportunity to be so impressed by such a wonderful group of individuals. To know that I have such brave, strong warriors to fight beside me fills me with such joy." She paused, and it seemed as though she could go on—and intended to—but suddenly changed her mind. She bit her lip for only a second and then set the box down before turning to Cinnabar again.
"Oh, I was going to give you all your present now, but I just can't wait. Cinnabar, come here. I absolutely must do this for you now. I am so incredibly proud of you—" she glanced around, "Of all of you, you know. But, Cinnabar. You displayed such promise out there. It was invigorating. I hope you don't mind if I do this in front of everyone, but I think you've earned a promotion. If you'd be willing, I'd like to do that now."
There wasn't ever really much question if someone was willing; it was a formality only.
She gestured for the woman to come closer, and laced her fingers before herself patiently.
The tall woman was startled when the General-Queen abruptly turned to single her out. She drew herself up attention as those eyes turned on her, trying to appear worthy of that regard. At the command, she came forward eagerly, her pulse picking up a touch with waring nerves and excitement.
Had she done well? Had she not done well? Had she taken too many liberties, setting up this whole operation without approval and commandeering support from her fellows? Laurelite was smiling though... praising her.
Promotion. Cinnabar jerked herself straight as her eyes widened and it was difficult to hide the way her lips wanted to curl in pride. The General-Queen wanted to promote her. She had earned it this time.. and that feeling was amazing. She stepped within reach and sank gracefully down on one knee. It was, maybe, too much of a show to take such a pose, but it felt right. She wasn't writhing on the floor this time, eaten alive by a youma... she wasn't being rescued from her own arrogance and stupidity... She didn't know what to do with this, but she knew she wanted it, with everything in her.
Approval. Praise.
"As you wish, General-Queen." She said lightly, trying to stifle the surge of emotions.
