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True Adamance
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
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Posted - 2015.03.12 20:35:00 -
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Two figures enter the meeting rooms, an awkward pair by all accounts, and glance around curiously looking for recognisable faces. Spying Classiarii Vadam they pick they way across the room to him, ignoring the other patrons greeting him in a friendly manner.
The man is the first to speak. He is tall and heavily built with dark sun bronzed skill that spoke of many months of exposure to bitter desert winds under a harsh sun. His hair is a tousled mess, his face lined with a thin layer of stubble, between which rested a pair of green eyes, a strong aquiline nose, and pale lips. He looked uncomfortable despite his casual clothes, a cheap unbuttoned Amarrian coat, a silken shirt, matching trousers, and Amarrian officers dress shoes in the latest fashion.
"Greeting's brother." he said amicably. " I must confess I was not expecting to attend this event at all....but since we concluded business in the Throne Worlds sooner than expected I suppose we had no excuse."
Behind him, practically hidden, a younger Matari woman pressed forwards bowing to Thal. She was a wispy slip a girl, bordering on stringy, with long dark hair that cascaded down the right side of her face concealing the shoulder and neck. Having completed her observances she rose revealing a round face, hazel eyes, delicate ears and nose, and full lips. She however seemed completely composed amongst the immortals her loose fitting jacket hanging off her shoulders, dark formal blouse beneath, and grey plas-leather pants and delicate shoes.
"Ashaltiasten Sir. The honour is mine."
Raphael: I'm warning you. Do not leave me here. I will find you.
Castiel: Maybe one day. Today you're my little bitch
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True Adamance
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
17610
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Posted - 2015.03.12 21:55:00 -
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Thal Vadam wrote:Thal shakes Kador's hand
"Ah, young master Kador. A pleasure you were able to arrive and bring some class. I would hate to spend such time with...this crowd"
He turns to the Matari and smiles warmly
"Who is this?"
"You've never been formally introduced brother? She is....." He paused thoughtfully, brow furrowing, trying to find the exact words for Satja's role in his life. "Her name is Satja Askari. She served as an aide outside of combat, now she attends the one of the Ammatar Mandate's Consular Universities in Tanoo."
The girl next to him chuckled quietly.
"What Master Ouryon is attempting to so politely say is that I am a slave bound to his to serve him by a Custodial Servitude Contract for so long as he remains a soldier of the Amarr Empire." The last few words were pronounced without humour,and an inscrutable emphasis that suggested a point of contention between the pair.
"Mind yourself Satja." cautioned the Udorian. "You not in the company of your students nor amongst personal friends of family. Your lack of formality is improper, you will treat them as you would a a foreign guest, not as you would speak to me."
Raphael: I'm warning you. Do not leave me here. I will find you.
Castiel: Maybe one day. Today you're my little bitch
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True Adamance
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
17679
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Posted - 2015.03.16 03:00:00 -
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Kador yawns loudly responding to the pair with an unmistakable hostility.
" And I suppose you would have us of chasing rumours and misinformation for the sake of a thrill Matari......action is the sole purview of those who have the wisdom to confirm their veracity of the information put before them and the certainty to act knowing their cause is righteous. All you've offered us here today is a passing summary of your concerns, drawn from who knows what mire of intellectually indefinite speculation GalNet had to offer, in a vain attempt to prematurely call us to action."
The Udorian casts a baleful eye at their host.
"Do you even have anything for us?"
Raphael: I'm warning you. Do not leave me here. I will find you.
Castiel: Maybe one day. Today you're my little bitch
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True Adamance
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
17744
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Posted - 2015.03.18 23:05:00 -
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Crownrule wrote:The night went on with the fellow immortals talking about their many war stories and some political views. They drank until Tenarius spotted three men wearing light armor underneath trench coats, he instantly went to his pistol and waited. They looked around as if looking for someone and went to the bar where the tender began talking to them and pointed at the him and his companions.
"Something's wrong, we must get out of here quickly." He whispered to everyone but looking as if he was engaged in normal conversation.
Kador glanced over the direction his comrade had been looking with a languid roll of his head noting the men and the bartender engaged in conversation. Oddly enough the coats themselves had not done a particularly good job concealing their combat attire, something one would have assumed station security might have queried them for being in possession of.
The Templar had little concern for them in general, or himself for that matter, though he did feel a familiar pang of agitation for the Matari woman sitting beside him though a brief look around reminded him that Classiarii Vadam was still present and and incredible skill with his blade.
While Kador often openly expressed his derision of such archaic instruments he couldn't help but admit those who did practice them often did so with a very visible skill.
"Maybe they are friendly" he muttered back ironically.
Raphael: I'm warning you. Do not leave me here. I will find you.
Castiel: Maybe one day. Today you're my little bitch
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True Adamance
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
17791
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Posted - 2015.03.19 22:06:00 -
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Crownrule wrote:Tenarius looked over at Kador as he made his comment.
"They can't be.....they apparently seem to have a curiosity for us because they keep looking over here, ive got my pistol and so does blood, Kador do you have a weapon?" Tenarius asks in a hushed voice, looking at That he shifts his seat over to him.
"Thal do you still have your swords with you?" Tenarius asks as he sees one of the men walk over while the rest watch.
" I don't need one and neither do you. Put that damnable thing away." the Templar growled back, clenching one of his hands into a fist, before turning to the young woman next to him noting her concern.
"Anything goes wrong and you get behind Thal then make your way over to Denak over there."
The Udorian soldier had seen the man rather inconspicuously slide into the room taking up a position rather near to that of the assembled mercenaries where he stood quietly with an inscrutable look on his face. With that he rose from his seat and sauntered over the to bar without so much as a care.
For a brief moment the bartender looked terrified as the Udorian approached his discomfort passed quickly replaced with relief as Kador gestured for another two drinks at which time he slid away to the far side of the bar to prepare the order. A moment later he was back, another spring water in one hand, and a smaller glass of an almost phosphorescent green liquor.
"+¦+¿ +ó+é+º¦î+º+å .
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He announced loudly to them, taking a sip of his drink, waiting for their translation programmes to sift through dozens of dialects of Amarrish and finally to the long dead language of the Scriptures.
A nervous twitch on one alerted him to the completion of the translation.
"Tell me true." He muttered across the bar switching back to common Amarrish. "Now that we are in dialogue.... your employer couldn't have paid you enough to see to my acquaintances. I can if you are willing to talk."
Raphael: I'm warning you. Do not leave me here. I will find you.
Castiel: Maybe one day. Today you're my little bitch
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True Adamance
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
17809
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Posted - 2015.03.23 21:51:00 -
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((Crown these are your characters at the bar. It's up to you what happens with them not me.))
Raphael: I'm warning you. Do not leave me here. I will find you.
Castiel: Maybe one day. Today you're my little bitch
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True Adamance
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
18729
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Posted - 2015.05.05 01:17:00 -
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*Takes Satja and Denak and escapes the planet before one of the assembled sociopaths does something stupid.
"MIN MAXING! MIN MAXING! I'M BETTER AT IT THAN YOU!"
- Mobius Wyvern
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True Adamance
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
18761
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Posted - 2015.05.05 23:53:00 -
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((Needs more Shoot-go-Boom's!))
"MIN MAXING! MIN MAXING! I'M BETTER AT IT THAN YOU!"
- Mobius Wyvern
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True Adamance
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
18766
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Posted - 2015.05.06 01:53:00 -
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((What is the general plot of this. Initially it was something wholly different however I'm bored and want to break up the moralizations.))
"MIN MAXING! MIN MAXING! I'M BETTER AT IT THAN YOU!"
- Mobius Wyvern
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