Prophecy

The Westminster League Of Extraordinary Individuals (WWII Superhero Spy RP)

@RomanAria I was waiting for you to post seeing as Henry began talking to Kazia, but I'm going to get my post up sometime within the next hour or I'll completely forget - I hope that's OK. Feel free to still have Kazia engage in conversation with Henry, I can always edit it into my post or continue the conversation in another post.

The Westminster League Of Extraordinary Individuals (WWII Superhero Spy RP)

@Lady Selune Ok. It's just that the posts after yours are still written as if our characters are all standing about. Not to worry, I'll just follow your lead.

The Westminster League Of Extraordinary Individuals (WWII Superhero Spy RP)

@Lady Selune Is the truck moving? From your characters perspective it seems the truck has already started moving, but other posts still talk about the group as if we're standing around the truck. (Sorry, inconsistencies are a pet hate and I want to make sure I get it right in my next post)

@Oak7ree Sorry, I didn't have a chance to reply yesterday? Is this game on steam by any chance? If so I might try it out.

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I thought we might like to familiarise ourselves with British weaponry seeing as our characters will have been provided with British equipment. I took it upon myself to do some research:

British Weaponry

Let me know if you have any questions. I understand it can be quite overwhelming.

@Oak7ree Can't say I'd ever heard of it. Just Googled some game play footage and it looks very interesting though.

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@Lady Selune Ooh, how exciting. I anxiously await your post

The Westminster League Of Extraordinary Individuals (WWII Superhero Spy RP)

I hope it's ok that I've posted again so soon. It's been a pretty busy day and tomorrow will probably be the same so I thought I'd stay on top of things.

The Westminster League Of Extraordinary Individuals (WWII Superhero Spy RP)

Entirely engrossed in his writing, Henry was unaware as the young woman sat beside him. His notes consisted of rough calculations, scrawled notes, and the occasional squiggle of ink after his biro had frozen up. Having never parachuted in his life - let alone into enemy territory - he was attempting to work through the logistics of such a feat, and regrettably coming up short handed.

As he took a moments break from his writing Henry looked up to glean some form of inspiration from the rather uninspiring interior of the truck, and to his surprise noticed the girl to his side. With a hand covering her mouth she appeared to be... Laughing? It certainly appeared that she was laughing, but no sound was emanating from her mouth. For a split second Henry considered that he may have lost his hearing when the sounds of chatter from outside of the truck assured him that he was not, in fact, deaf.

Henry was about to ask the girl if she was ok, but in his hesitation observed her smile gradually fade. Suddenly she looked far more serious. As discretely as possible, Henry observed her from the corner of his eye. She was plain, but that was not necessarily a bad thing. Her height gave him the impression that she was young, far too young to be going to war, but her dull hazel eyes said otherwise. Certainly the girl was still young, yet her eyes betrayed her physical appearance and conveyed a strange sense of wisdom.

"My name is Henry," he said, quietly as not to surprise her while she was in thought. It was not usual for him to strike up conversation where it was not needed, but under the circumstances he decided that isolating himself was not in his best interest. Already he could see that the men and women with whom he would be sharing this experience were vastly different to himself, and so he decided at that moment that he would have to make a conscious effort to engage with them - to do otherwise may be to sign his own death warrant. In war, camaraderie is valued above all else. If he was to survive, if these people were to have his back on the battlefield, then he would have to gain their trust and respect.

"What's your name?" He asked.

The Westminster League Of Extraordinary Individuals (WWII Superhero Spy RP)

Nothing quite felt real. Henry stood on the edge of the room taking quiet notes, the ink of his pen leaking ever so slightly as he did. Occasionally his glasses would slip down the ridge of his nose, and as he pushed them back into position he became aware of just how much he was shaking; a few days ago the idea of parachuting into Nazi occupied France would have seemed ludicrous, but now it seemed more like some elaborate practical joke. And a bloody real practical joke at that, he reminded himself.

Looking up, Henry focused on the woman named Maria Bianco, a young woman with dark hair and a flawless complexion. He wondered what a person had to do in order to be placed in charge of such an organisation as the Westminster League of Extraordinary Individuals. Perhaps she was born into politics, or maybe she came from a wealthy family with the right connections. Involuntarily, his thoughts turned darker, and he found himself wondering whether or not she had ever killed anyone before. Cocking his head to the side, Henry regarded the rest of the room with intrigue - some of the men and women certainly looked as if they had the potential to be killers. He wondered if he too would have to kill someone.

A bead of sweat rolled down Henry's left temple, bringing his focus back to Maria's speech. With the cuff of his shirt he wiped it away, desperately hoping that no one had noticed, and resumed his note-taking until the woman had finished speaking. You're going to war, he heard his father's voice echo in his mind, remembering part of the long discussion they'd had only days earlier. This isn't what I wanted for you, but I believe fate gave you these powers all those years ago, and fate is taking you to war now. You need to be strong.

It was these words that had stuck with Henry, for whatever reason. His father had never been the callous type, as many people had come to expect from wealthy businessmen, but neither had he ever been that type to speak of fate.

As those who filled the room began to rise and slowly make their way to the trucks, Henry followed. A quiet figure who clung to the back of the group. He hadn't the faintest idea what awaited him as he climbed aboard - one of the first despite having been towards the back of the group. The others apparently wanted to linger, but Henry preferred to take a seat on one of the uncomfortable benches and resume his note-taking. It was as he did so that a thought occurred to him.

"Jesus Christ!" he remarked under his breath. "I'm terrified on heights..."

The Westminster League Of Extraordinary Individuals (WWII Superhero Spy RP)

@MegaOscarPwnGenerally take turns - at least that's how the RPs that I've been in work. But I'd wait for the Lady Selune to confirm.

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@Lady Selune In that case, perhaps I'll hide under a rock until all this Monty Python talk has blown over.