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@XxFellsingxX@Guardian Angel Haruki

Unless there are further moves we can skip to you two meeting up. At least you have Chinese food now!

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@rush99999 Colby enters though he declines the offer of a soda without comment. He is an athletic looking man for a lawyer and his dark eyes smoulder with something more than determination. There is a faint sharp chemical scent to him.

"Mr January, I will be brief," he says formally, setting his briefcase down and opening the clasps with a snap.

"I'm here on a legal matter with regards to the estate of the late Magus Harold Robinson." As he talks he produces a legal folio marked with a number of seals and sigils.

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@rush99999 I actually missed it because it was the last post on the first page and it jumped to page 2. Will address this shortcoming anon.

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@XxFellsingxX

Lian pauses in the door her cheeks now flushed with embarassment.

"I'm sure I'm just jumping at shadows, I live alone but its a safe neighbourhood," she says.

"Thank you, I've already made kind of a fool of myself. Ill get out of your hair."

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@XxFellsingxX

"Yes, of course," Lian agrees, squaring her shoulders.

"Look, I'm sorry to have bothered you, I feel kind of silly," she adds, standing up and straightening her clothing. Her obvious fear is rapidly transmuting into embarassment.

"I'll head home, I'm sorry to have bothered you." Without further comment she heads out the door and down the hall.

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@Candykane

The police get you handcuffed and drag you into the back of a police cruiser, scattering civilians before them. Once they have you secured they cover you head with a black bag. You can hear the sounds of traffic as they drive you somewhere downtown. You are marched into a building, still blind, and sat down in a chair. Chains are fastened around your wrists and legs. Finally the bag is removed and you find yourself in a comfortable office, face to face with a handsome man in an expensive suit.

GM Prompt: He is mortality when you roll ;)

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@POOHEAD189

The Valkyrie stirs as her armor is removed, revealing her sculpted muscular form. Harald is sweating profusely as he peels back her bloodied undershirt. A bloodied wound mars her lower right side, a red welt surrounded by a mass of bruised flesh. Harald touches the wound with gloved hands and winces, then reaches into his medical bag and retrieves a pair of forceps.

"Hold her down," he instructs, and then reaches in with the silvery tool. The Valkyrie starts awake, lips drawing back from white teeth in a snarl of pain.

"Hold her!" Harald shouts and heaves back. There is a horrible sucking sound and then a pop as he pulls out a bloodied bullet. It drops to the floor and rolls to your feet as the Valkyrie subsides. Harald takes a bottle from his bag and cleans the wound then packs it with gauze.

"She really should go to a real hospital. She has lost a lot of... gold shit," he adds helplessly.

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@XxFellsingxX

Lian looks momentarily confused and defeated as though she has been struggling with the same question.

"I don't even know what is wrong," Lian admitted, fiddling with a button on her jacket and sighing deeply.

"When my grandmother tells people things, its not always obvious why," Lian continues, then gives a brittle laugh.

"People say she can see the future, but she some how never comes right out and tells people what is going to happen," she mutters in frustration.

Pax Astra

Sabatine hopped off the ATV feeling slightly off kilter as a result of the insufficient suspension. She snugged her gladius up on its sling, making no attempt to conceal the short powerful weapon. Several guards stirred from positions of deliberate langor, hefting their own weapons. For the most part these were slug throwers, cheaper and cruder than what the legions generally used but no less effective for all that.

Sabatine and Tiber walked up the stairs, ignoring the thugs with the stuided indifference of professional soldiers. The thugs looked nervous. There was a romance about legionaires and it was hard to kick the feeling of inferiority. It made some men trigger happy, but fortunately it was making these men nervous. The pair reached the doors and pushed them open. The interior of the building was an audience chamber supported by classic Imperial columns. A raised diaz at the end held a throne like chair on which a fit looking man with blonde hair and a neatly trimmed goatee. He wore the embroided robes of an Imperial magistrate, robes that he had no legal right to, but it wasn't as though a Pratorian Prelate and a bunch of enforcers were likely to show up and dispute the point.

Ketcharch Gorm was not alone. The hall was filled with hangers on, thugs, and supplicants. There was a haze of smoke, a smell of sweat and the background smell of proccessed alcohol. Clearly the party yesterday had been intense. Two supplicants were arguing before the Ketcharch. One was an older man, sinewy and hard, the other younger but already begining to go bald.

"Chieftan Kanos stole my fish and never rendered payment, we all know this to be true!" young one was shouting, words trembling with rage.

"Lies! I have presented the documents which clearly show the debits from my treasury!" the older one replied. The Ketcharch held up a hand silencing them both.

"Silence please, it appears the heroic defenders of our great Empire have honored us with their presence. Let us all show our respect," Gorm called in a powerful voice.

"A shame that you didn't come a few days ago Legionaires, we had quite a party to celebrate my birthday," Gorm continued, a slight edge coming to his voice. Sabatine and Tiber walked to the center of the hall, the two fueding chieftans scurrying to the sides.

"So we heard," Sabatine said drly. "Infact a couple of men came to my farm to tell me about it." Gorm sat up looking suddenly more alert. A wave of tension went through the crowd.

"Indeed... three of my friends have been missing for several days," Gorm said coldly.

"Tragically, they perished in a series of farming mishaps," Sabatine informed him, "a likely outcome for anyone who comes onto an Opal fruit orchard without the guidance of the owner."

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Trinity's just chilling and suddenly she gets a text saying "kim witnessed kidnapping also madam chang knows where we live apparently. so hows ur day goin"

@XxFellsingxX

Trinity looks down at her phone, glances way, double takes.