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Post by Lena Marr on May 8, 2018 11:58:57 GMT
After encountering the Batman family in Fortress Kshaa's courtyard where Lena Marr blew off Atticus Batman's comments to her with a, "Yeah, yeah!", the odd group led by Volodja Uljanov moved through the Fortress to the guest quarters as Lena giggled before whispering to her lover Marcel Lestrange, "Agatha said I have spark. I like her. Hmm, this surprising development might lead to opportunities that we can take advantage of - if not for scrip than for fun. Never want to miss an opportunity to ridicule Volo-bolo and Captain Blondie, right? I can't wait to see Agatha meet Sandy all in her fatigued splendor."
Whitney noted with long lashed ice blue eyes that Smedley was an older gentleman and was struggling with his share of Agatha's luggage so quickly walked up to him matching his pace before asking with a shy smile, "As you heard, my name is Whitney and I'm a Synth which is short for synthetic person which you probably never heard of before for our home city is far to the north of here. It's much colder there than here although extreme temperatures don't bother me much. Anyhow, I digress from the offer I was going to put forward, i.e. I'm much stronger than I appear for much of my motor functions are reinforced with high tension industrial plastic tendons. Thus may I please help with toting your burden?"
As Smedley gratefully handed over a couple of Agatha's heavier pieces of luggage, the pretty synth girl continued asking questions as they walked, "I'm afraid I didn't catch your name? Smedley? Is that a first or last name - or are you like me and have just the one name? How long have your worked for Lady Tupper-Ware? She seems very nice. We have a lady too, Lady Christianna, the wife of the Protectors' Supreme Commander, but I think Lady is her first name and not any aristocratic title. Synths don't have titles, just designations - like I'm Synth Sister F-04 but I prefer being called Whitney. You have a very interesting accent Mr. Smedley. Where are you from? Oh, I'd love to go there some day - and I may someday as Synths can last for several hundred years unless some disaster befalls them. I'm not even a year old yet but I did get to visit the Votan Collective in South America - some very nice people live down there. You seem to be a very nice person Mr. Smedley - or do your prefer I just call you Smedley? Is Lady Tupper-ware a nice woman to work for? I work for Miss Marr and Mr. Lestrange as their administrative assistant and they are both very nice to work for although Mr. Lestrange can be a bit scary at times and I'm not always sure what their business really is. Oh, look we have arrived at the guest quarters hallway. Two of my Synth Sisters live in guest quarters here and they are very nice. The quarters I mean, not my sisters - although they are very nice too."
As the group led by Volodja stopped at one door in particular, Lena quickly opened the unlocked door before he could and announced with a flourish, "TA-DA! Probably not as luxurious as you are used to Agatha, but I guarantee the bed is soft and there is never a shortage of hot water!"
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on May 8, 2018 18:24:44 GMT
"You can call me Smedley, dear, and you can't be mistaken" said elderly man servant in friendliest manner. "Usually ladies tend to travel with maids but since this isn't the Regent's Park but a post apocalyptic wasteland then she decided to bring along a male labour force because safety first and foremost. I am not just a chauffeur. Or a body guard. Actually I am a valet. Fifth generation valet, to be precise, and quite proud of it. Traditionally people use our last names when they speak with us or about us, like THE Valet - Reginald Jeeves - was most of the time referred to as Jeeves. I come from traditional family of servants, but my parents were a bit unorthodox, so my given name happens to be...Smedley." "Smedley Smedley?" asked Whitney in awe. "Isn't it a bit clumsy?" "Never, dear," smiled Smedley. "They call me just Smedley and it's up to me to decide if they refer to my first or my last name. Usually we follow the code of confidence and don't tell anything about our employers to third parties, but you, my dear, are a fellow employee and almost a colleague of mine, so talking with you about my employer doesn't mean a gossiping but sharing valuable information. How else we know what to expect in new places and what to expect from new faces in those places. Lady Tupper-Ware is quite uptight person so I would be cautious around her if I was in your pretty shoes. Yet I have to be loyal servant to her despite the fact that she might not be the best possible employer and the fact that the decision to work for her wasn't exactly mine but I was won on a bet. Nobless oblige." Seeing confused look in Whitney's ice blue eyes, Smedley explained: "You see, dear. Good servants are hard to find. Our amount is limited and in attempts to get us to their service, the upper class is willing to do anything. Anyone can be master these days if they have enough money on their possessions but finding a qualified servant is a task, comparable with finding the Holy Grail. Hiring the best of us is as complicated as a foreign policy because we are usually working for someone already and if they want us to change our masters then everything is permitted - intrigues, bribery, blackmailing and even bets between upper class families where winner gets the the servant they desire from the loser. Lady Tupper-Ware bet her gardener Collins against me and won the bet so I went to her service. By the way - we seem to reach to our destiny but if you would like to have a word or two then I will be usually in Lady Tupper-Wares rooms. After my working hours my services are available in my room, because I am sure that master Volodja already arranged a roof above my head."  |
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Post by Kaj Oenfer on May 9, 2018 11:37:50 GMT
In the War Room Kaj said to Remy, "So you wrestled Shark-gators naked as a boy and your sister took pictures of it?"
Remy replied with, "Aye I did at dat. Tis not so weird as ya make i'seem. Rastlin Sharky gaters 'as been common in de Bayou fer as long as I member, an' befur dat i'twas rastlin reg'lar gaters. Clothes dey be causin a real danger a boggin us down an drownin us. So de less clothes de bedder. "Sides Marie be good at takin pictures when we was able ta get film or a workin digital cam." *
Kaj responded with, "So your sister's name is Marie?"
Remy chuckled and said, "Aye. It be. She be named after ancestor, Madame Marie Laveau de Voodoo Queen."
Kaj looked confused as he said, "But I thought your name is Lebeau not Leveau."
Remy gave Kaj a cheeky grin and said, "Aye it be Lebeau. Queen Laveau be a maternal ancestor, though none of dem been Laveous in a long long time. How'ver my Sister be named after her an' my parents be weird cuz Sis's name actually be Marie Catherine Laveau Lebeau."
Kaj replied with, "Well that is a mouthful."
Remy chuckled and said, "Aye but growin up we had an ol' movie called Arisdocats dat she loved lots. her fave'rite character was a cat dat also be named Marie. So from den on Marie Catherine came ta be known as Marie Cat ta family. She took it as a compl'ment an' even got a da'doo of Marie Cat." **
Kaj replied with, "You are quite the interesting Swamp rat. You know that?"
Remy said, "Aye dat I can be."
 
(More Remy-speak translations for the paragraphs that I thought may need it for our readers)
* Remy replied with, "Yes I did at that. It is not so weird as you make it seem. Wrestling Shark gators has been common in the Bayou for as long as I remember, and before that it was wrestling regular gators. Clothes they cause a real danger of bogging us down and drowning us. So the less clothes the better. 'Sides Marie is good at taking pictures when we were able to get film or a working digital cam."
** Remy chuckled and said, "Yes but growing up we had an old movie called Aristocats that she loved lots. Her favorite character was a cat that also was named Marie. So from then on Marie Catherine came to be known as 'Marie Cat' to family. She took it as a compliment and even got a tattoo of Marie Cat."
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Post by Lady Christianna on May 10, 2018 4:20:30 GMT
After Atticus Batman had excused his family in the courtyard of Fortress Kshaa and he retook the stroller with Lady Christianna once again embracing his arm, Atticus said, "By the way Lena I see you or Marcel put that last mission bonus to good use and I assume you stepped up to the fastest model that you could find, not counting any of your aftermarket modifications of course. I just hope you remembered to modify it's undercarriage to make it a little more hellbug-resistant. It is good to see you using your hands again by the way and now that you have recovered and I now have spare time in my schedule after a month of being buried in my work, I suppose we finally need to have that talk about our 'siblings' later when you are ready. Now I think I better take Lady to the Mess for breakfast before I get in trouble for making her starve any longer."
"Yeah, yeah," Lenna dismissed Atticus with a wave of her chalk white hand as she followed Volodja Uljanov's escort party for his Aunt Agatha.
"Rude much, Lady muttered to Lena's back.
Hope, Lena's EGO psyche, was even more scathing in her criticism accusing, "Lena, you can't keep avoiding this discussion with Atticus. Don't forget your promises when you thought you were going to die against Atlas. I want to see Kabule this trip and come hell or high water I'm going to!"
"Yeah, yeah," Lena answered Hope through the telepathic link they shared.
Meanwhile Lady enjoyed the walk with her husband as they crossed the courtyard then reentered the fortress heading to the mess hall for breakfast. She didn't notice the sun glint off a spyglass on a grey ridge just out of the Protectors security's radar range. Two children dressed in brightly colored Inquisitors' garb clumsily fought over the spyglass. One was a twelve year old Castithan male named Misor Chiph. The other an eleven year old Castithan female named Micfi Newlo (YES, the niece of THAT Newlo; one Micor Newlo, the Inquisition's own Master of Stealth).
"Share with me or I'll tell my uncle." Whined Micfi.
"HA! Your uncle is the one who put me in charge of this shadow mission," Retorted Misor, then recited his orders from memory, "Inquisitor Chiph. You are to watch from afar Fortress Kshaa and note Lady Christianna's movements particularly those with her children and record any patterns you may witness. Note anytime where the children might be taken easily and without harm to Lady Christianna or the children. The Mistress of Judgement is counting on you. Quote, unquote."
Micfi pouted as she sat back against a rock with her skinny arms crossed tightly against her slight chest complaining, "That was months ago and we haven't heard from the Inquisition since. Furthermore we lost contact with our Inquisitor agent inside Fortress Kshaa about a month ago. I think this mission is Fubar!"*
A frown crossed Misor's handsome and youthful chalk white face as he admonished her, "Don't use human slang. It is beneath a Castithan - especially of your rank. Besides, I think I've finally found a pattern: For the last month Lady Christiana pushes the twins in that carriage around the perimeter of Fortress Kshaa every morning about this time, but usually without her husband, the Harbinger of Death, Supreme Commander of the Protectors, Atticus Batman."
Micfi shivered as if from a sudden chill, "Don't use all his titles! He's scary enough without them!"
"Huh! They should never allow girls to be Inquisitors! Anyhow, I think I have discovered a blind spot where the children can be kidnapped for their Grandmother," Replied Misor confidently.
Micfi stuck her tongue out at Misor knowing her uniform's face covering helmet would conceal it then replied, "Okay Smartie-pants, how do we get the manpower to execute your plan? As I said, all I get is static when I try to contact the Mistress of Judgement, the Master of Stealth, or ANYONE in the Inquisition. Zilch! Nada! Nothing!"
Misor's frown deepened as he said, "I asked you NOT to use human slang - so don't please! Besides, if we two take the twins, the Inquisition will contact us! I believe they are just waiting for us to show innovation! They are probably watching us even now."
"Reeeeealy!" Exclaimed Micfi looking first right then left while trying to suddenly look very busy doing something or other. "I hope they weren't watching last night when you got cold and wanted to share my bedroll and then we ended up - "
"NO," Replied Misor rather too loudly blushing under his helmet and very glad she couldn't see him doing it, "I'M SURE THAT THEY WEREN'T!" Then whispered more to himself than anyone else, "Besides, I really was freezing!"
* FUBAR is WWII slang for "Fucked up beyond all reason"!
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Post by Atticus Batman on May 10, 2018 11:38:24 GMT
"Yeah, yeah," Lena dismissed Atticus with a wave of her chalk white arm as she followed Volodja Uljanov's escort party for his Aunt Agatha.
"Rude much, Lady muttered to Lena's back.
I replied calmly with, "She wouldn't be Lena if she wasn't at least a little rude to me. Of course I know she wouldn't be alive if I hadn't saved her and her hands would have been a loss if I hadn't known how to activate those Omec Med-tubes thanks to Belle and Doctor Orion placing me in one back when we and the 13th Dragoons stopped that Volge invasion and I first met you, my Snow Angel. So that would of course be yet another reason that Lena would be a bit salty towards me. Although Dinara thinks that the way Lena and I bicker reminds her of siblings. Isn't that daking stupid? I already have Kabule's dumb ass as a brother! SoWS why would I even consider wanting Lena of all people a daking sister?! Isn't one hateful sibling enough?"
Afterwards Lady enjoyed the walk with me as we crossed the courtyard then reentered the fortress heading to the mess hall for breakfast. I noticed a glimmer of light on the side of the building as we reentered it, but when I stopped and turned back around to look out the door, the only thing I saw the sun gleaming off in the direction I thought it had come from was the helmet of a security Officer that was patrolling the fence line. So even though I felt uneasy, I shrugged it off for the time being, for now passing it off as my never-ending paranoia as I currently had nothing else to explain my uneasiness.
Lady noticed me tense and watched me turn and look out the door, but when I reluctantly shrugged and turned back around and started pushing the stroller again, Lady resumed her hold on my arm most likely sensing I was still uneasy about something. However once she had retaken my arm and we resumed our stroll with us returning back to our usual rhythm her close proximity once again relaxed and calmed my uneasiness for the time being. SO we continued our stroll to the Mess Hall for Breakfast.
Upon entering I noticed The Constantines, The Uljanov women, and Yvette at a table together. I also noticed that while Attila was trying to focus on his breakfast Jalina was sitting next to him and watching him with what I have learned to be intense affection in her doe-eyes, and being a virile 18 year old male I was certain that he was very aware of Jalina's attentions and definitely enjoying them. However with Sandy glancing disapprovingly at Attila, and him very aware of her presence and afraid of the look he may see if he dared look her direction, he tried to keep his eyes off either Uljanov woman and focus on his food to keep from gaining Sandy's anger. Atika and Yvette on the other hand seemed to be whispering to each other conspiritorily and giggling as they watched Attila and Jalina curious to see how the current interactions were going to turn out. As well as relishing in their brother's and lover's discomfort at the current situation he had found himself in.
Meanwhile Ralph the Cook noticed our entrance, and ordered a waitress to bring us our usual breakfast drink orders and take Lady's breakfast request. Then he headed back to the kitchen to prepare my usual breakfast sandwiches as he knew that while I may change up my food orders the rest of the day, I always had the same breakfast sandwiches with a bottle of my Irathient rum.
So as I saw the waitress come out of the kitchen with my rum bottle, I turned to Lady and said quietly, "Which will it be this morning Tianna? My corner table, or Sandy's table where they all seem to be teaming up against Attila for some reason? I do enjoy privacy with you but as I have been so caught up in my work the last month, I won't object to sitting with the others. Besides from the looks of Sandy's table, that definitely promises to be a very interesting table to be at this morning. Especially if we want to watch a 'Teen Drama-type' show with our breakfast today, live and already in progress and from the looks of it, it's currently in the tension building moment." |
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Post by Lena Marr on May 10, 2018 16:50:14 GMT
In Lady Agatha's guest room at Fortress Kshaa, Smedley explained, "...After my working hours my services are available in my room, because I am sure that master Volodja already arranged a roof above my head."
Whitney smiled shyly and replied, "I'll remember that Mr. Smedley - I mean Smedley."
Unfortunately Lena had keen hearing and remarked with a wicked grin, "Now don't get the wrong idea Smedley, Whitney isn't that kind of girl. Wearing white all the time isn't just a color choice for her. Too bad for you! Now I on the other hand was that kind of girl but no more since I met my darling Pooh Bear sooooo... too bad for you times two!"
A red blush crept up Whitney's neck to her cheeks and she curtsied quickly before announcing in a hurry then exiting the room, "I... uh... it's been a pleasure to meet you both, Smedley, Lady Tupperware, but I must go find my sisters. I miss them terribly and we haven't been separated this long - well, not in a very long time so if you'll please excuse me."
As Lena watched Whitney disappear in a figurative cloud of smoke, she replied, "Huh, hope it wasn't anything I said," Then turned to Volodja Uljanov and his Aunt Agatha with a glint of mischief in her unblinking sky blue eyes, "So did the big lug tell you yet that he is married of less than a year ago and they have a teenage daughter already! Long story, I'll let Volo tell it. You'll simply love them but..."
Lena put her hand to the side of her lush lips like making a stage aside to Aunt Agatha that no one else could hear but of course did saying, "Volo's wife Sandy is a human and very tan but their daughter Jalina is half Castithan so doesn't tan well. Another long story that I'll let him tell you! Also, the big armored guy with the hot Castithan wife and the two beautiful twin babies you met in the courtyard is the lord of the manor as well as being the infamous Harbinger of Death his self! Rumor is he's killed thousands of people single-handedly and is Volo's best friend but yet another long story I'll let Volo tell you all about! I guess I've done my part here sooooo... anything you want to ask me Agatha because this is kind of my second home so I can tell you all you want to know all about the place and the players?"
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on May 11, 2018 8:52:54 GMT
"Thank you Lena," said Volodja Uljanov. "For helping me to determine the moment when I am beginning to inform Aunt Agatha about changes in my marital status and family life." "Always a pleasure, Volo Bolo," replied Lena with a wicked grin on her pretty face. "That is why we are here for," added Marcel and stroke his left whisker to cover his wide vengeful grin. "Always willing to help a friend in need." "I have needs too!" exclaimed Lena. "Can you help me out with those, Pooh Bear?" "Of course, I can, Honey Pot. And I will. I believe that Volodja would like to celebrate his family reunion in privacy. He has some stories to tell and we already witnessed those, so if you excuse us..." "You have such discreet friends, Volodja," said Aunt Agatha, obviously ignoring the obvious fact that she heard about the existence of Sandy and Jalina thanks to the Diabolical Duo in first place. We guess that it is doe that sometimes people just hear what they want to hear. "I do have some questions about the place and the payers indeed adn you are going to provide me with answers." Marcel led Lena out of the door but they were quite careful with leaving it partly open, because they both were suddenly struck by an attack of healthy curiosity and information what they might receive could be useful in some point. That is why they remained into hearing distance and to disguise their eavesdropping, they acted like a couple in love, meaning that they had a decent cuddling with kisses. And eavesdropping. Meanwhile Aunt Agatha approached to Volodja like an inevitable doom and measuring him with the furious glance as she was sent to destroy our unfortunate planet and she plans to begin with Volodja...  |
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Post by Lady Christianna on May 11, 2018 10:58:02 GMT
So as Atticus Batman saw the waitress come out of Fortress Kshaa's kitchen with my rum bottle, he turned to Lady Christianna and said quietly, "Which will it be this morning Tianna? My corner table, or Sandy's table where they all seem to be teaming up against Attila for some reason? I do enjoy privacy with you but as I have been so caught up in my work the last month, I won't object to sitting with the others. Besides from the looks of Sandy's table, that definitely promises to be a very interesting table to be at this morning. Especially if we want to watch a 'Teen Drama-type' show with our breakfast today, live and already in progress and from the looks of it, it's currently in the tension building moment." A Mona Lisa smile crossed her pretty chalk white face as Lady answered simply, "Teen Drama." Meanwhile in the hills just north of Fortress Kshaa just outside the Protectors security radar's range, the two young Castithan Inquisitors Misor Chiph and Micfi Newlo sat on their haunches taking inventory of their situation as Micfi reported, "Okay for weapons we have our two Votan Blasters without any charges so they, like, make great paper weights and our two charge knives. Other supplies include an encrypted radio that doesn't seem to be able to contact our superiors, our bedrolls, our canteens which we can fill from the spring down below but no food other than the skitterlings we've been able to catch." Twelve year-old Misor complained forlornly, "I am so sick of raw skitterling! I wish we hadn't been ordered not to light any fires because at least then I could make a good skitterling stew or skitterling pie or skitterling bread or skitterling meat loaf or - " Just than eleven year-old Micfi's stomach made a rather loud noise and she exclaimed in surprise, "Excuse me! I'm just so hungry and when you cook it really is mouth watering!" "Well, my family was from the worker caste before I became an Inquisitor but all the castes' loved my family's gourmet food," Said Misor proudly. Just then drawn by the two pre-teens conversing but in particular Micfi's stomach's growling, a large Hellbug Warrior emerged from the grey dirt nearby. Micfi rolled her pale yellow eyes before standing up drawing her remaining working weapon saying sardonically, "Well, at least we have our charge-knives!" Missing her tone completely, Mifor bravely stepped in front of her brandishing his charge knife at the Hellbug Warrior, "Yes, at least we have our charge-knives!""  |
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Post by Kaj Oenfer on May 11, 2018 11:56:49 GMT
In Fotress k'shaa's War Room Officer Gish at comms recieved a call that she immediately answered. After talking quickly with the person on the other end she hung up. Then turned to Kaj and Lebeau and said, "Captain Oenfer, Cheif Lebeau I think you better bring up security cams to look at Squadrant 6!"
Kaj Oenfer nodded to Remy who started to bring up the security feed for that squadrant of the paremeter up. Then Kaj said, "Alright Gish just what are we looking for?"
She replied with, "That was a local Arkhunter on comms that occasionally stops by to restock and visit with some of his friends that work here, including myself. Anyway he saw a couple suspicious figures camped out on the Ridge near that quadrant and that he should tell us since it looked like they were using a scope to spy on us.___ That's not all though. He described the armor that they are wearing and it's Inquisition armor. I asked him to keep watching the ridge base from a distance to let us know if those two soldiers leave and he agreed provided his next meal here is on the house."
Kaj said, "Good idea. Alright his meal will be on me next time he is here, as long as he continues to watch the soldiers without them realizing it, while we get a security team to go investigate what they are up to."
Remy said, "De Ridges are just out of range even with full magnification. So I can't make much out."
Kaj looked closely at the screen and replied with, "There kneeling. It looks like two of them huddled together and watching the base through a shared scope."
Remy Lebeau looked at the screen again and said, "Wait a minute. Jus' how can ya tell dat?! Even at full magnificassion an' wit ma chérie's (my darling's) help I kin jus' barely make out dat dere be sometin' kneelin dere wit sunlight bouncin off a viewin glass. Yet you be knowin fer sure it be two peeples sharin a scope?"
Kaj smiled and tapped the side of his eye replying with, "You may have an EGO but Bio-men were made with enhanced eye sight and mine is further enhanced with occular implants. Although the left one still is not as strong as it used to be thanks to that poison a while back in the Votanis Capital. Now we better do some thing about our voyeurs."
Lebeau replied with, "Oui. 'Owever de question is jus' what. Volo still be de Commandant on duty. 'Owever Commandant Batman be havin a standin order to always notify him of Inquisition activity. 'Owever you volunteered to be in charge in Volo's stead so what you decide to tell em is yer problm not mine. Dealin wit the Inquisition isssue 'owever is a security issue. So that be my problem."
Kaj replied with, "True. How ever I think we better get Commander Batman in here anyway."
So Kaj contacted Atticus, who was still in the Mess having breakfast with the others at Sandy's table to watch the teen-drama unfolding up close. When Atticus got the call on his comm. he replied to Kaj with, "I'll be right there!"
Then he turned to the others at the table and said, "I am afraid duty calls. So I must go now."
Then he leant down and gave each of his children a quick kiss and then Lady a loving kiss. As Atticus put his helmet back on he said, "Don't worry. We are still on for what I promised you for tonight. So I will see you later my Snow Angel."
Atticus then quickly left the Mess Hall and jogged to the War Room. Upon entering he snapped, "Alright just what the dak do we know about the two Inquisition soldiers that you said are watching us?"
Kaj replied with, "Other than they're location on the ridge, not much. However if you look closely at the Ridge face it looks like they have climbing ropes hanging down. I assume for a quick exit if some body comes up behind them that way they do not have to fight their way through or jump off the ridge and hope for a lucky landing."
Atticus looked at the monitor and replied with, "I don't see anybody there. Are you sure they are still there?"
Kaj replied, "Yes Commander. The Arkhunter that brought their presence to our attention pretended to have engine trouble. So he can keep an eye on them until we can get to their location to handle it. He is keeping his distance and pretending to work on his roller, so they don't realize he blew their cover."
Atticus snapped, "Can this Arkhunter be trusted?"
Officer Darlene Gish replied with, "Damn right he can! If my lil' cousin is mistaken, then I'll kick his ass and he knows it!"
Atticus replied with, "Good. Alright. So here's what we will do. The three of us will get in a Durango and leave base. Remy you will drive north Just out of sight of the ridge, I will slip out of the Durango. Then you continue will continue down the road until you come up to the 'broken down' vehicle. Once there you and Kaj will park near Gish's cousin, where you will act like you are helping him fix his engine. In the meantime, I will stay low and move over to the ridge base. Once I am in position, then I will notify you via EGO.
Upon receiving my message act like you just got the Ark hunter's vehicle fixed and send him on his way. Then once you have dismissed Gish's cousin, then you and Kaj are to move your Durango to the foot of the ridge to prevent them from escaping the easy way. In the meantime, I will climb up their own repelling ropes and cut them off from them. Then their only choices will to be fight or surrender." So Remy go get us a Security Durango. Gish you have the War Room until our return. However if something else big comes up, the Uljanovs are both on base for you to notify if needed."
WIth that Kaj and Atticus followed Remy to the garage to get into his Durango.
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Post by Atticus Batman on May 11, 2018 13:26:58 GMT
After Kaj and I got into the Durango that Remy was already starting up, he drove it out of the base and headed north towards where Darlene Gish's younger cousin was pretending to have car trouble while watching the Inquisitor spies for us. As we got out of view of those up on the Ridge, I prepared to open my door and roll out.
Once I was certain we were where my vehicle departure would go unnoticed, I opened the door and jumped out, rolling just before I made contact with the ground. As the Durango kept going, Kaj reached back and pulled the door shut while I got to my feet. Then I stayed low but quickly worked my way to the base of the Ridge. In the meantime Kaj and Remy got to our Arkhunter friend's roller and began the ruse of pretending to help him work on his vehicle. However as they did so, Kaj using the magnification of his Ocular implants glanced up the ridge when he saw sudden motion. What he saw was two very short looking inquisitors using charge-blades to try to fight off a Hellbug Warrior. So he told Remy.
Then Remy quickly informed me of the issue via EGO. As he did so, I had just reached the climbing ropes and was tugging on one to ensure it was secured well enough to hold my wait for as long as it would take for me to climb up to the top. After receiving his report, I hastily replied, "Small? Don't most Castithans look slightly small near a Hellbug Warrior?"
Remy replied with, "Aye but Kaj be sayin dey be so small dey either be Liberata or animated Inquisitor action figures!"
I snapped, "Well I will find out soon enough provided the Warrior doesn't eat them before I get up there, because I am already at the ropes and after tugging them, it feels like both can handle my wait. So I will use both to get up there faster! Meet you at the top!"
With that, I tugged both ropes one more time to be sure. Then As I started to use both to climb, I activated my Blur power to move a lot faster. So I quickly climbed up the ridge face with the help of the two ropes and my great upper body strength. As I stepped onto the top, I used the remains of my active power to pull on the ropes and catapult myself into the air. As I soared into the air, I drew my Amakune blade, and then as I landed I brought it down right into the screaming mouth of the HellBug Warrior just as it lunged at one of the Inquisitors.
As I stood up straight, I pulled my blade out of the bug's gullet. Then I brought it down hard through it's brain with Blur running out of charge just after my blade destroyed the bug-brain. Then as I pulled out my now bloody blade and turned towards what were indeed very tiny Inquisitors, the slighter of the two screeched, "It's the Harbinger!' and then immediately feinted.
I then turned toward the other one who was obviously already waiting himself from seeing my very action-packed and dramatic entrance, and he dropped his blade. However as I walked over and knelt next his feinted companion to check their condition, the young Inquisitor's balls must have dropped for he yelled, "Get away from her you...you...monster!"
Then he lunged at me, I easily stood and as he tried to charge me I caught him with his head now under one arm. Then as he squirmed to get out of the headlock I had him in, Remy and Kaj quickly came up the Ridge from where they had parked the Durango. As they did, I pushed the small Inquisitor back into Kaj's arms. Then as I knelt down by the feinted Inquisitor, Kaj had looked at the face of the boy in his hands and said, "Commander he's a child."
I replied with, "I noticed but given how he just tried coming to his companion's aid, obviously he is a really brave child or this one means more to him than his superiors would approve of as the Inquisitors seem to want all their soldiers to be completely devoted to the cause even at the expense of their teammates."
Then I once again knelt and uncovered the face of the one on the ground, revealing the face of a young Castithan girl, with the other still trying to get out of Kaj's arms to help his teammate, I said, "Relax. I do not know what you have been told but I do not hurt children without good reason. I am just making sure your companion is alright."
Then as I checked her vitals I caught the feint smell of sex and continued with, "Looking at the markings on your uniforms, I would say you are low caste and she is high caste which means your superiors must not know just how close you two are, but don't worry. They will never hear it from me. Now calm yourself so we can get both of you and your gear out of here and back to our base before any other warriors come to investigate this dead one as there is always a second warrior not far behind."
Then as I stood and gently picked up the unconscious girl, I said, "Remy gather their things quickly while Kaj and I take these two down to the Durango."
With that Kaj walked the boy, who had quit fighting, down to the Durango. While I carried his unconscious companion not far behind them. Shortly after we got to the Durango and Kaj got the boy in the backseat and cuffed, I gently set the unconscious girl on the seat next to her and cuffed her as well. Then I looked up the ridge, just as Remy came down carrying all of their stuff. Once he put it in the rear of the Durango he and Kaj got back in the front seat and I sat in the back with the unconscious girl between me and her brave friend as he continued to glare at me. Once we were all settle, Remy started the Durango and took us back to Fortress K'shaa.
Once there and parked, I told Kaj to take their gear to the armory for safe storage, before he returns to Command of the War Room. Then I picked up the still unconscious girl and carried her to the security wing with Remy and the by walking next to me. Once we entered I walked into one of our nicest holding cells and placed the girl on the bed. As I did I heard a little commotion and turned to see the kid trying to keep Remy from moving him into a different cell. Then Remy Said, "Commandant, I do not dink he be likin de idea of leavin you alone wit de girl, 'specially wit him not bein able ta see 'er from de oter cells."
So after I removed the girl's cuffs and started to walk out of her cell, I said, "Fine put him in there with her but if either of them gives you trouble, then separate them."
Then once again smelling the strong odor of pee from the boy, I walked over to a cabinet and looked through the folded security jumpsuits in it until I found two smaller Liberata sized ones. Then I removed them and tossed one onto the empty bed as Remy removed the boy's cuffs and let him go to his unconscious companion's side. Next I dropped the other jumpsuit next to the boy as I said, "Perhaps you will want to change into these clean clothes before she wakes up. So she doesn't realize you wet yourself. Once you are changed hand your dirty clothes to Security Chief Lebeau and he will have them cleaned and safely stowed with the rest of your stuff. This other jumpsuit is so she can change into clean clothes as well, once she is awake. As you can see there is a changing screen around the toilet and sink for a little privacy.
Now quit worrying. Her vitals are fine but I will have a medic come check her to be sure. Then once she is awake and changed into the clean jumpsuit, if you are both hungry, Security Chief Lebeau will have a late breakfast or early lunch brought in for you. I will be back after she is awake and you have daking calmed down. So you can tell me your names. However as for why you were spying that's easy. Your superiors got tired of losing good ADULT soldiers whenever they sent one to try to steal a member of my family. So they decided to send children instead. Of course now that means you must sit here and wonder why they consider inexperienced children a lot more expendable than well-trained adult soldiers."
Then I walked out of the cell and closed the door behind me as Remy notified the Infirmary that he needed a medic to report to the Security wing. I then left and headed back towards the Mess Hall, passing Medic Jameson on my way, as she was apparently the medic that volunteered to report to the Security wing.
When I entered the Mess Hall the others were still eating or talking, so I removed my helmet and kissed Lady as I sat back down and said, "I am guessing all of you are about done by now, but I need another sandwich before I have to take a platter of food back to the Security wing....and Sandy, when I do go check on our new prisoners perhaps you better come with me. Given the fact that they are children, as well as their responses when they first saw me, I think you have a better chance of getting their names out of them than I do. The daking Inquisitors couldn't handle it and got tired of losing trained soldiers. So they sent daking Inquisi-brats instead. So they are safer in our brig since Cooper would be forced to either release the kids back to their legal guardians, who of course are with the Inquisition, or send them to one of Varus Soleptor's daking nasty work camps."
Then as I ordered another sandwich and started drinking from my rum bottle again, I proceeded to tell the others about my little excursion with Remy and Kaj to investigate some Inquisitor spies and Jalina seemed glued to the edge of her seat when I described the small bit of action with the Hell-bug warrior, and the Inquisi-brat's responses when they saw just who came to their aid, as well as the boy's sudden bought of courage when he thought I was going to hurt the girl, although I didn't tell them just how close the two prisoners obviously were or how I knew it since it wasn't significant to my story or to anything else at the moment.
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Post by Sandy Bell on May 11, 2018 19:02:15 GMT
When Atticus Batman entered the Mess Hall the others were still eating or talking, so he removed his helmet and kissed Lady Christianna as he sat back down and said, "I am guessing all of you are about done by now, but I need another sandwich before I have to take a platter of food back to the Security wing....and Sandy, when I do go check on our new prisoners perhaps you better come with me. Given the fact that they are children, as well as their responses when they first saw me, I think you have a better chance of getting their names out of them than I do. The daking Inquisitors couldn't handle it and got tired of losing trained soldiers. So they sent daking Inquisi-brats instead. So they are safer in our brig since Cooper would be forced to either release the kids back to their legal guardians, who of course are with the Inquisition, or send them to one of Varus Soleptor's daking nasty work camps."
Sandy Bell frowned before answering, "I'm not Belle Starr but I'll give it the old college try. Belle could get blood from a stone in interrogating prisoners - and do it with them loving her afterwards!"
"Going too," Lady piped in then turning to Jalina with a warm smile, "Watch the twins please?"
Jalina smiled back before answering without hesitation, "I'd love to!"
Then as Atticus ordered another sandwich and started drinking from his rum bottle again, he proceeded to tell the others about his little excursion with Remy and Kaj to investigate some Inquisitor spies and Jalina seemed glued to the edge of her seat when he described the small bit of action with the Hell-bug warrior, and the Inquisi-brat's responses when they saw just who came to their aid, as well as the boy's sudden bought of courage when he thought Atticus was going to hurt the girl, although Atticus didn't tell them just how close the two prisoners obviously were or how he knew it since it wasn't significant to his story or to anything else at the moment.
Once Atticus finished both his story and his sandwich, he picked up the prisoners' meals and with the two ladies in tow went back to Fortress Kshaa's brig. Both Castithan children had changed into the clean jumpsuits by the time the Protectors' had arrived. When they did arrive at the brig, the young girl backed into a corner of the cell when Atticus appeared while the boy reflexively balled his chalk white hands into fists as he stepped protectively in front of her.
Sandy stepped forward with her palms held forward saying calmly, "It's cool, it's cool! We're not here to harm you! See, we even brought food."
Sandy wasn't sure why the Castithan boy scowled when she said "cool" but the young Castithan girl stepped in front of her protective friend and towards the bars when Sandy mentioned "food" asking as a little bit of saliva trickled from the corner of her small mouth, "Food?!?! Like, real food! Real cooked food? Not raw hellbug food? I would so love some real-cooked-not-raw-hellbug-food!"
"Yep, real-cooked-not-raw-hellbug-food fresh from our kitchen to you," Sandy replied gesturing to Atticus to bring forward the food as she added, "But first, a little exchange of information: You already recognized Atticus Batman, that is Lady Christianna Batman, and my name is Sandy Bell but you can call me Sandy. What are your names?"
Atticus started forward with the tray full of food, but Lady intercepting it taking it gently from his hands for fear he might make the girl faint again if he was the one to take it to her. As Lady brought the food to the bars of the children's cell, both of their mouths were already watering at the sight and smell of the freshly cooked meal. However, Lady did not let go of the tray to the young girl until she answered Sandy's question.
The young Castithan girl being exceptionally bright, immediately understood what was required of her for the food so immediately answered in a blurry of words, "My-name-is-Micfi-Newlo-and-my-friend-is-Misor-Chiph-and-we-are-with-the-Inquisition-but-of-course-you-knew-that-given-our-uniforms-duh-and-our-mission-was-to-watch-the-Batman-family-and-look-for-patterns-so-the-Inquisition-could-obtain-the-Batman-twins-for-the-Mistress-of-Judgement-but-we-haven't-heard-from-the-Inquisition-in-months-and-we-ran-out-of-ammunition-and-food-a-month-ago-except-for-the-raw-skitterling-meat-Misor-would-get-for-us-but-we-couldn't-cook-because-we-were-ordered-not-to-alert-you-to-our-presence-which-makes-me-wonder-how-you-found-us-but-more-hungry-than-curious-so-may-we-please-have-the-food-now-cause-it-just-smells-sooooo-good-and-I'm-sooooo-hungry!"
Lady released the tray and Micfi took it hurrying to her cell's bunk with it immediately laying it down there. Micfi sat next to it leaving plenty of room for Misor to join her as she voraciously tore into the food. Misor tilted his chalk-white head for a second and one could virtually see through his pale yellow eyes the gears of his brain working as he was torn between admonishing Micfi for saying too much about their mission and eating his fill with the latter winning out as he hurried to take his seat next to the feast.
Lady Christianna smiled enigmatically but it vanished as quickly as it appeared as she realized exactly what the girl had said so asked a question, "Newlo? Related to Micor Newlo, Master of Stealth?"
"Yes M'am, my uncle," Micfi answered between mouthfuls never once looking up from her food. "Although he became my Guardian when my parents were killed on an Inquisition mission in some sticks-ville called Freedom down Florida-ways."
"Micor Newlo, son of Mistress of Judgement? My half-brother? That Micor Newlo?" Asked Lady incredulously.
Micfi looked up from her meal for a moment, her pale golden eyes locking on Lady's pink ones before saying, "Yes M'am. Guess that makes us relatives."
Then Micfi refocused on her meal with soon she and Misor decimating it in record speed before she asked, "More please?
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on May 12, 2018 7:12:51 GMT
"As Lena kindly informed you, I am a family man," explained Volodja Uljanov. "A bit over a month. With Commander Sandra "Sandy" Bell Uljanov." "Bell? That doesn't ring a bell for me. I don't remember any Bells from "Who's Who Really Matters" Are you trying to tell me that..." "Yes. She is middle class. An independent woman who worked herself through the ranks of army without ANY protection from her family. Roman censor Appius Claudius Caecus who was responsible for for the construction of Rome's first aqueduct and major road project once said: "Quisque faber suae fortunae" which translates "every man is the architect of his own fortune" That applies for women too, so..." "Spare me from your lectures! Ever since you were able to speak, you bombarded us with the useless knowledge. Before you close your mouth and listen what I got to say about family matters of yours, I allow you explain why you married a middle class girl and what is the matter with you daughter, as long as you stick with mere facts, not motives, explainings or lectures about dead Romans who said some things nobody is not interested about any more!" "As you wish, aunt. I love Sandy and where is love there will be a marriage at one point. You can't have one without the other, as Sinatra sung..." "Volodja! I warned you!!" "She proposed me, as an emancipated woman can do, and since the love is mutual, I accepted. That is the fact you wished for!" "You mean that you had a chance to refuse and you choose her instead of thinking about the reputation of your own family!" "She IS my family, aunt! And so is my daughter Jalina. And some people more." "It is worse than I thought! You have caused so much damage to the family that it takes a whole century to patch it up!" "You are exaggerating, aunt. I just did what I wanted to do. If it differs from your demands then I have to remind you that this is my life. You gave up your rights to decide for me by putting me into the military school in tender age. But we won't discuss about that matter at moment but my family matters. My daughter Jalina..." "How come is she is a teenager already? Does that mean that...?" "Nothing that complicated, aunt. Things are much simpler. She adopted us as her parents after Sandy gave her birth because her real mother got killed about a month ago and Jalina's embryo was planted into Sandy's body. Since Jalina's father is not ready yet to be a father material, she chose me to be her father. Simple as that! You wanted to hear facts, not explanations, so once again I delivered the facts." Aunt Agatha looked like she was about to explode. But instead of bursting, she made the noise of emptying balloon and said: "I need some time to digest what you said. And I need a drink! You need a shrink! Where I can find one?" "A drink or a shrink?" asked Volodja. "In this precise moment they both should be in the same place - canteen, but I have to warn you that..." "Enough of that. Just shut up and lead the way!" "Alright, aunt. Follow me," said Volodja out loud and added quietly: "But I am afraid that Wolfram also happens to be friend of mine, so you are going to be rather disappointed." _________ Aforementioned Wolfram von Eschen sat in the corner and listened interrogation. When Castithan youth reached with they story to the point that they didn't hear about the Inquisition for months, he sighed and said compassionately: "Poor youngsters! I am probably the last one who should speak about abandoning your duty but since we have been travelling around the quite a lot recently, you had plenty of opportunities to take at least a month off and replenish your supplies while we were in the Capital of Votanis Collecftive and a bit further."  |
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Post by Atticus Batman on May 12, 2018 12:12:43 GMT
"Micor Newlo, son of Mistress of Judgement? My half-brother? That Micor Newlo?" Asked Lady incredulously.
I grumbled quietly, "I really hate that guy."
Micfi looked up from her meal for a moment, her pale golden eyes locking on Lady's pink ones before saying, "Yes M'am. Guess that makes us relatives."
Then Micfi refocused on her meal with soon she and Misor decimating it in record speed before she asked, "More please?"
I replied with, "Since you are so polite and forthcoming, then the answer is: Yes you may have more. Just give me a second to order it."
Aforementioned Wolfram von Eschen sat in the corner and listened interrogation. When Castithan youth reached with they story to the point that they didn't hear about the Inquisition for months, he sighed and said compassionately:
"Poor youngsters! I am probably the last one who should speak about abandoning your duty but since we have been travelling around the quite a lot recently, you had plenty of opportunities to take at least a month off and replenish your supplies while we were in the Capital of Votanis Collective and a bit further."
Glancing at Wolfram as I turned to go over to the Comm panel, I replied matter-of-factly with, "True Wolfram and it is good to see you here without my needing to inform you of our new 'guests'. However it is not that simple from their side. Since they were ordered to stay and watch our base, then if they left to get re-supplied and their superiors found out, then these two would have been executed for leaving their post. The Inquisition is very clear that the wants and orders of their Mistress and Master of Stealth are all that matters. Everything else is of no consequence. Hell it is possible that the Inquisition may decide to execute them for allowing themselves to be taken prisoner instead of killing themselves or forcing us to kill them. You know just as well as I do how one-track-minded and obsessively strict some Organizations and armies can be.
So while I may allow my employees some leeway and I usually see the good in doing so...even if it may sometimes take me a little while; such as an older Psychologist that shows initiative and interest in everything that happens around here and as such is usually where he needs to be before I even realize he should be present, those other Organizations do not feel the same way."
I then walked over to the comm panel and contacted the Mess asking that they send another platter of food this time including some Castithan favorites. After ordering the food, I walked over to stand near Lady again as I said, "Food is on the way. I do not make good prisoners starve and especially not children. Look, one of you may be related to Lady, however that does not currently change anything. For now you will stay in this cell. However I know that if we hand you over to the Law Keepers then you will either be put into one of Soleptor's labor camps or sent back east somewhere to an orphanage or worse. So you are probably better off right where you are for the time-being."
When Lady looked at me and said quietly, "Family, only children..."
I responded with, "They stay in this cell. I have already been very considerate by listening to Misor Chiph's request to stay near Micfi and agreeing to allow them to share a cell despite my usual policy against it because they are children. However if they continue to be honest and do not try to escape for the rest of the day, then I may allow them some privacy tonight by having Security close the privacy wall for them and only use their EGOs or thermal cameras to look in the cell to check on these two. Then in a day or two, after you and Wolfram have both had a chance to talk to them without my presence here to keep them scared, if they are still not a threat and you both insist I re-think it; then perhaps I will consider assigning them to a guest room for more privacy at that time.
However even if I do so, their door will be locked from the outside with two armed guards stationed at it at all times, and the windows sealed to prevent an escape. Besides, them being children does NOT change the fact that they were ordered to steal our children, and I will NOT allow that to happen. So even with armed security guarding them, I still may pop in to check on them unannounced whenever I feel like. just as I will with them in here."
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Post by Sandy Bell on May 12, 2018 12:26:52 GMT
In Fortress Kshaa's brig, the elderly psychiatrist Wolfram von Eschen said, "Poor youngsters! I am probably the last one who should speak about abandoning your duty but since we have been travelling around the quite a lot recently, you had plenty of opportunities to take at least a month off and replenish your supplies while we were in the Capital of Votanis Collective and a bit further."
The Child-Inquisitor Micfi Newlo hit her companion hard in the shoulder exclaiming, "I told you we should go get supplies!"
"We were under strict orders Micfi," Protested the other Child-Inquisitor Misor Chiph.
Micfi watched the interaction between Atticus Batman and the others and began to temper her fear of the so-called Harbinger of Death. He spoke to his Castithan wife and even the feeble old human as equals. He even was ordering more food for them without first requiring more information or at least torturing them a little. This combined with her Castithan natural arrogance emboldened Micfi to push the bounds of her imprisonment, but not until additional food was delivered to her cell. Until then she listened to the conversation between Atticus and his wife and Micfi's aunt, Lady Christianna.
Lady looked at Atticus and said quietly, "Family, only children..."
Atticus responded with, "They stay in this cell. I have already been very considerate by listening to Misor Chiph's request to stay near Micfi and agreeing to allow them to share a cell despite my usual policy against it because they are children. However if they continue to be honest and do not try to escape for the rest of the day, then I may allow them some privacy tonight by having Security close the privacy wall for them and only use their EGOs or thermal cameras to look in the cell to check on these two. Then in a day or two, after you and Wolfram have both had a chance to talk to them without my presence here to keep them scared, if they are still not a threat and you both insist I re-think it; then perhaps I will consider assigning them to a guest room for more privacy at that time. However even if I do so, their door will be locked from the outside with two armed guards stationed at it at all times, and the windows sealed to prevent an escape. Besides, them being children does NOT change the fact that they were ordered to steal our children, and I will NOT allow that to happen. So even with armed security guarding them, I still may pop in to check on them unannounced whenever I feel like. just as I will with them in here."
Once the food arrived and Micfi had it safely secured on their bed, she ate her fill all the while considering her situation in a way that would make Machiavelli proud. She had one card left to play and now that in her eye Atticus had shown weakness in his mercy, there was no better time to strike than when the iron was hot. Wiping her mouth daintily with a handkerchief, she stood up and with narrowed pale golden eyes straightened the collar of her jumpsuit before speaking like a seasoned lawyer before a court after clearing her throat to get their collected attention.
"Excuse me Mr. Batman..." Began Micfi.
"Commander Batman," Corrected Lady.
"Supreme Commander Batman," Interjected Captain Sandy Bell.
"Supreme Commander Batman," Micfi corrected herself before continuing, standing tall looking up at Atticus through the prison bars like he was the one on the wrong side of them, her chalk white hands resting on her slight hips while speaking to him in an authoritative tone, "As Misor told me you noted yourself, I am Castithan higher caste. How long do you think the good Castithan citizens of Paradise will allow you to keep imprisoned one of their ruling caste once they find out you have me prisoner?"
Misor looked around nervously putting a cautioning hand on her shoulder as he warned, "Micfi, tread lightly here.."
Micfi shrugged off Misor's hand continuing unabated and with a sly smile on her thin lips, "I demand - you hear me - I demand you release my companion and I immediately! If you do so, I will calm the Castithan populace and promise there will be no violence or recriminations whatsoever in my name! If you do not, I cannot protect you or your family!"
Atticus' eyes glowed brightly behind the eye slits of his armor's helmet as he growled his response whereupon Micfi gulped before exclaiming a loud, "EEEP!" sounding like a mouse cornered by a cat. Micfi's long-lashed eyes fluttered closed as she fainted dead away again, Misor catching her before she fell to the floor of their jail cell.
"Please don't kill her," Plaintively pleaded Misor putting Micfi gently on the bunk bed.
Lady looked at Atticus and reminded him quietly, "Family, only children..."
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Post by Atticus Batman on May 13, 2018 11:18:06 GMT
My eyes glowed brightly behind the eye slits of my armor's helmet as I growled my response (in the form of: "Shut it!") whereupon Micfi gulped before exclaiming a loud, "EEEP!" sounding like a mouse cornered by a cat. Micfi's long-lashed eyes fluttered closed as she fainted dead away again, Misor catching her before she fell to the floor of their jail cell.
"Please don't kill her," Plaintively pleaded Misor putting Micfi gently on the bunk bed.
Lady looked at me and reminded me quietly, "Family, only children..."
I snapped at Misor since the current object of my anger had once again fainted, "She is even more dilussional than her Uncle! If either of you had ever actially bothered to explore Paradise, than you would have realized that your so-called High class is the minority around here! Most people do not respect Ara strictly because she is high-Caste! They respect her because she speaks for the people. ALL THE PEOPLE! NOT JUST CASTITHANS!
Her high-caste position may be a part of her, but it is not a factor in her position here! Castithans are equal to other raises in Paradise. Especially since the creation of the Thorne-Liro and their work at empowering all Casthithans to see others as their equals! Your Inquisition is nothing but a defunct group of cultists with their heads stuck way too far up their daking asses!...and thanks to your friend mimicking her overbearing Uncle's racist rhetoric, you will NOT get privacy tonight and I am highly tempted to seperate the two of you...and if she keeps it up then I am also highly tempted to muzzle her! Besides the Inquisition is seen as a threat to the Votanis way of life according to the Votanis Collectiv!. So I am absolutely correct when I say the two of you will be put into one of Soleptor's work camps or sent away to an orphanage and most likely seperated if I hand the two of you over to Consulat Shondu or Law Keeper Cooper!"
When Lady once again muttered, "Only children.." I glanced at her and Wolfram.
Then I walked over to the bars and knelt down, removing my helmet so Misor could see my facial expressions for the time being. Then I said more clamly, "Fine, you're only children. So let me put it this way. You two will remain in here in a harsh 'timeout' until you prove you deserve better accomandations. If you continue to be this polite and reasonable then tomorrow I will consider moving you to some private quarters, but at the moment, ONLY YOU. If she keeps talking to me like that, then while you will be enjoying comfortable quarters and a warm bath or shower, she will continue to stay in this cell.
So if you want your 'friend' to be able to move to those quarters with you, when I feel you have earned the right, then you better talk to her and explain that this is my base which means that I am considered the Patriarch of this family. So I will not tolerate such an attitude, especially from an insolent child. Just be glad I am NOT Micor or the Mistress, because if Micfi talked to either one of them like that, then they would have punished her; Most likely in the form of a 'Cleansing Ritual', and you damn-well know it! Just as you know they would not tolerate just how close the two of you really are given your Castes , while I don't give a shtako about just how close you two are."
Once done, I put my helm back on as I stood up and nd said, "By the way Micfi, I know you already regained consciousness and are now feigning unconsciousness to keep from being yelled at, which means Misor got yelled at instead. So you might as well drop the act and quit worrying Misor."
Then I turned and looked at Lady, Sandy and Wolfram, as I said, "There is that better? I talked to them as chiildren and tried to word it in a way that a child could understand. You happy now?... Because quite frankly it makes me want to go shoot ssomething."
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