DarkStar

Steampunk: Technica-Autocrator

Yeah but the window was smashed in....Lost my phone and $300.....JMD....They broke into my car for a grand total of $2.54US. Jesus christ this country man.

Steampunk: Technica-Autocrator

Well. Fuck my ass and call me sally. My car got broken into last night. I might be able to get a post up today but StarWars...

FML.

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@ayzrulesNo worries at all :p.

Sorry about the shortness. I just know the ins and outs of RP death. Got to say, what's a textwaller like yourself doing in casual? I'm surprised you can tolerate it. xD

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Oh I realise that mate :p. It just gives an opening for dialogue. Might be some information on targets. Or an oppurtunity for some background. Take control of the NPC. :d

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Short post but it might just move the story along.

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"Why now I don't quite know what you mean good sir", in response to his comment on the technocrats. With the same dozy grin she always had. "You take care now, toodles", she waved her fingers to the Captain before looking back to Jacoby. Lady Callaghan was greeted to the confused faces of twenty or so medics. Hers however was stoic. "Lady Callaghan. We saw your flare but see no casualties. Are you alright?", her face went a bright red as she tried to consume her rage at the statement. "There are plenty of injured...Do your job", she brought her fan to her face and began to walk off. "START A TRIAGE!", one of the medics shouted as they began to disperse across the room. Evelyn looked for the servant girl. Spotting her cradling her friend she quickly grabbed a doctor by the collar and began to drag him over with her. The poor doctor quite confused as to the treatment. "Excuse me miss...I don't know if your friend is still...but I have brought assistance. She will be in the best of hands", she motioned to the doctor and gently took the young proles hands from her friend. "Miss...I don't know who's done this, but I am going to need help to find out...Might I employ your services miss?", she said softly. "CLEAR!", the doctor said, and a rather loud electric shock could be heard. As a typical lady does she rather gracefully ignored the fact that her hair was now standing on end, merely continuing to speak to the young servant. "Master Jacoby, can you arrange for transport?, I have to get to the port...", she looked at the girl and wondered if she might take up her offer. If not she had to hurry. Evelyn needed to speak to her more, less than reputable friends there. If this man was truly in the underworld then she might just be able to coerce information out of them.

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@PatrickDrummer Lol. Posted a minute before me. God damn it :p.

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Evelyn looked the Fat Technocrat in the eyes as he began to raise his hand. She winced as she realised it was to strike her. Her eyes closed tightly. She opened them however not to find herself on the ground in pain but looking at an older brown haired gentleman having manhandled her foe and blocked her delicate mind from the situation. It was rather nice she had to admit. In response to his comment she gave a soft smile to him, "Do tell your father about this....I'm sure he'd be happy", a very thinly veiled threat to counter the one he made to the prole. Lady Callaghan knew how to apply social pressure, as well as financial to a certain degree. But the former was the greater power among the technocrats. They lusted after social prowess and pride before money. She gave a soft smile to him the same one she had just used so threateningly and curtsied gently, looking more out of place due to the torn, shaggy nature of her clothes than the fact she had just given a mark of respect to a prole. "I am quite good thank you. I do appreciate the help", she turned around to gaze on the tradgedy that had just befallen the party. "I will avenge the people who died here to day. Earl lightfeather was a good man and none of these people deserved to die for the quarrel he had.", in typical fashion for her class. She meant it. "And your name kind sir?", Evelyn asked gently outreaching her hand for him to take. "I must send word to the hospital. They can have personnel over here in minutes". Funny thing being not a single technocrat bar the Earl had died. "I just wonder how long till he comes after me too...", she said to herself softly as she walked over to the hole in the wall. Then pulled a small device from her purse, twisted the cap at the base four times and held it to the air and put a finger in her ear.

PHAWOOOMPH!

The flare went up quickly making noise galore, the twists had altered the amount of explosive and chemicals. Changing the colour and noise profile. Allowing her to scale the emergency notice. Quite the impressive little trinket, her mother made sure she carry it at all times. It was a message to the Emergency Medical Staff at the hospital. Well, their definition of an emergency was a technocrat being injured, but influence had it's perks. She could get the injured treated. Father would not be happy with the bills but they would certainly be paid in full. Pride before all, the family motto. It wasn't long before the message was relayed to the hospital and Airships were dispatched to the hall. Bringing with them the best medicine money could buy. My god she had some explaining to do. She brought the capsule down and looked to the flare in the sky, before looking back to the hall. A rather drunk, well dressed man quickly approached them after that. Looking at him she gave a gentle smile as he lowered to his knees. "Why yes good sir. But you are the one who needs to be leaving, I am sure that Lady LightFeather isn't going to appreciate the bullet in her lacquered wall", she giggled and pulled him up by the hand.

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:P

Rush is a prole xD

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xD

Never noticed the edit.

I was wondering why some guy wanted to hit her xD