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Post by Genesis on Jul 16, 2014 23:49:01 GMT -8
*Zane was a bit of an idealist. But Zane was right. Not everyone was so focused on a single thing. Not everyone possessed a relentless zeal to see something done no matter the cost. So Zane thought it wasn't ideal for them to allow the ones mentioned to do as they pleased? Honestly it wasn't even a question of "allowing" them to do it. They would do what they wanted because nothing could stop them now, simple as that. And besides that everyone was concerned with something else. Many would want to deal with Juno. Others would say fight Forte or to do so when the time was right. Others didn't even know what the other threat was. And as far as they knew there were other things happening in the shadows that could pose just as much of a problem for them. So if the people wanted to act then ideally the only one they would focus on was Juno. But seeing as that threat just showed up, odds were it would take a while to see its conclusion unless it made a beeline straight for its objective like that fiasco that developed into the Dark Colony. And they had failed that time too in fact. The price of conflict had to be paid if they won or lost, especially if they lost.*
"Unless you believe you'll do better the next time you attempt to attack any of them, don't attempt to get in their way. If you're so fixated on it then find enough like-minded individuals who don't have other agendas on their mind or other important matters to tend to. And when you can't? Devote your time to something else. You have things you want to do too, correct?"
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Post by Zane on Jul 17, 2014 20:36:23 GMT -8
He felt like he got a lot of lip from his teammates. Normally he would punch them and be good for it. Surprisingly never had to do that to Embera, though he did owe her one. Genesis... well, this would be a bad time to test if his bones were amazing at punching still. He'd pick another target for that test and when the test was successful he'd try his luck here again. So if nothing else he had a plan now, simple as it was. He let out a sigh, decided now.
"Fine. I'll quit disturbing you now and let you get back to your staring into yonder for no visible reason at all."
He would let him go about his business as usual and go about his way then. But first he sent out a message with the details to the other two so that they wouldn't be in the dark. In the meantime... he had a visit to make to a rather unexpected place. Beaming out this time, he went straight for Electopia's primary place that could be seen all over the place.
{Zane Location Change: New Life: ONB Headquarters}
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Post by Genesis on Jul 17, 2014 22:00:26 GMT -8
*Looked like Zane took his advance and left then. Whatever business he was up to now was his own. In the mean time, he figured he should start moving too. He could come back later for why he was here before if he was feeling up to it. It wasn't the easiest thing to do, after all. Everyone else was out hunting for answers to questions one way or another. He didn't have any of those, placing his hand to his left shoulder as his eyes narrowed a bit in pain. It was hidden, but the scar was certainly still there. He would check somewhere else, see if anyone happened to still be there. He would have to dare to approach the place again, just as they had before when they were invited inside of the place as he dissolved into black data, heading out now.*
{Genesis Location Change: ?}
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Post by Genesis on May 28, 2015 18:46:12 GMT -8
*Xion had arrived first, possibly because he departed first. He arrived at the Citadel, higher than he would have appreciated but whatever. Likely a miscalculation because of leaving so quickly. He looked around, a habit by this point when he arrived at places he presumed to be empty. Always better to make certain rather than finding out and getting jumped. Like the Lake not long ago for him actually.*
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Post by Vilicious on May 29, 2015 20:10:28 GMT -8
<From Armed Fortress>
A slight wind caresses the sheer steel walls, and hovering behind Xion, Silence waits.
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Post by Raven8 on Jun 2, 2015 15:47:18 GMT -8
Silence. The name suits the situation, but not for much longer. A swift blast of wind surges into the Dark Citadel and forms a small cyclone, whipping up razor gusts of air for a moment before dissipating; leaving in their wake the form of a dark blue Navi who even now wipes the dust from his metallic arms
AirMan: Bah, such annoyance. Finding you was the easy part, but why would you possibly change venues so sud-
AirMan's eyes suddenly meet "Silence" as he stands in a manner that befits his name-sake ...well, that's new. Every day it seems that Xion's little group was growing. AirMan thinks to himself that he'd better watch his step, otherwise he'd be out of a job. Still, there's something very different about this Navi; his very air brings about that he may very well be a master of deception, even among chameleons. This one would need to be watched.
AirMan: Ho-HO! Forgive the intrusion, I am an associate of our ever-popular friend, Xion. And speaking of....
AirMan's eyes slide to Xion as he stands facing Silence, his posture unwavering.
AirMan: Perhaps you'd like to introduce us?
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Post by Genesis on Jun 2, 2015 16:14:43 GMT -8
*He recognized this wind. It was different from the others and only belonged to him. AirMan, that is. His country was gone and some plans all out of place, yet all the pieces fell in place well enough anyway to work with it.*
"Earthquakes can be dangerous, you know."
*It was a short summary of why they had moved so quickly sure, but he knew that the quakes in a area like the Fortress before usually meant that bad things were around. But AirMan had noticed Silence so he didn't have to bring up introductions, AirMan asked for that himself as it were. So he gestured between the two of them and got right on to it.*
"As for introductions, AirMan, this is Silence. Silence, AirMan."
*AirMan may have kept a low profile, so he didn't bother specifying AirMan's particular pastimes or thinking much about them. Those were usually beneficial anyway and allowing AirMan to handle his own business in his own way was how it worked out best. Nobody's toes stepped on kept everything functioning between them. But he supposed what they were doing would influence their future endeavors too, so AirMan showing up now wasn't a bad thing.*
"Were you looking for me for something? I can't imagine you hanging out here to pass the time. And before you ask, we were waiting around for Terra Magnus to show up. But you have good timing given the circumstances surrounding why we're waiting for him to go and make something."
*But alas, an ever constant was Xion still had not run out of cool new names to call Jax.*
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Post by Raven8 on Jun 2, 2015 16:31:27 GMT -8
Silence, hmm? Fitting name, if ever there was one. He expected no more than that from Xion, but that's all he needed. For the moment anyway.
AirMan: Well, it's good to meet you, Silence. Any friend of Xion's is worth knowing, to be sure.
A statement that could be taken both ways, and AirMan knew it. Never one to be overtly aggressive with a potential contact, AirMan's mild assertiveness is more intended to test the waters than anything. He'd move on if need be. And speaking of....
AirMan: Something plays with our livelihood and you wonder why I could be looking for you? Ho-HO! Xion, you may be losing your edge.
A semi-good-natured laugh escapes AirMan before he continues.
AirMan: But the more important issue is the meeting at hand. If you'd rather have your privacy, I will vacate the area.
AirMan holds himself casually, but is very interested in whatever answer Xion has to give, as well as anything that Silence has to say; if he can speak at all.
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Post by Vilicious on Jun 2, 2015 16:56:53 GMT -8
The sleeping black mask turns toward AirMan and, in as much a faked appraisal as that of acquiescence to the introduction, he nods. The mask resumes surveying the walls of the Citadel, though the face beneath cannot see.
In Xion's head, a question that isn't a question: <You know more about him than a name.> Intended to fish for the information that it provoked in thought more than elicit a response, he continues in an afterthought, <Though his point is valid.> The cold presence of his incessant searches withdraws.
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Post by Genesis on Jun 2, 2015 16:57:28 GMT -8
"No, we have enough privacy as is. The meeting was about that livelihood, after all."
*He wasn't losing his edge in that respect at least. Just contrary to belief he didn't just go straight into blowing stuff up. Had to make a method to this madness instead. But as it were he didn't have any answers to his problems except for some obvious ones, like the one he was about to explain in fact.*
"As you've noticed, my estate has gone missing. Now I haven't made any enemies with the more benign higher entities that I know of and the only ones who openly display their grudges upon me would be Iria and Creamland. Since I don't know HOW to get back what was taken, taking some more land was the go-to option from the place I did it to the first time. Just needed a combination of elements this time. That's about the gist of it."
*Creamland didn't have the power to take his Colony. After all, they tried that already. Now one of those power guys who sat around for ages and then caused big trouble? They might have just that. Now which one did it was anyone's guess because they certainly took their sweet time doing so. He'd give them a piece of his mind if he could, but otherwise the goal was to just work with it. Creamland was still a large land after its move, but definitely weaker for it. Taking it with their forces would be no problem. Transforming it to their design after was what Jax and Silence would help with, something he figured was self-explanatory.*
"If we find a way to bring back what was taken, more power to us. We can probably find a way to bypass old rules and such if we do. If we don't find a way, instead we can make a new one and also get past all the things that held us back in the past."
*That was the sum of it. Though he felt Silence then, not showing any signs of it. But the words did invoke the thoughts that Xion knew that AirMan was into the business of being a man of business. And often times he was progressing that business in definitely shady ways. But despite this Xion didn't show a lack of trust in AirMan, because the man didn't like betrayal really. If it happened then something extreme would likely cause it to happen and he was no stranger to betrayal either. He hadn't had to do that in a while though, which was strange now that he thought about it. Huh. What was the reason behind that? More trustworthy teammates perhaps?*
"His hands can reach in places I can't. Possibly because anyone who knows about me doesn't want to deal with me directly usually. I don't know all his connections for the sake of ambiguity, really."
*Mystery being in the equation let things work for them too. Maybe one day he'd get curious and ask the rest of them, but until then he only knew that they had a few common connections while he didn't know all of the ones AirMan really built up. He just figured they would come in handy anyway if they ever needed them.*
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Post by Raven8 on Jun 2, 2015 17:21:24 GMT -8
That answered the most important questions as well as could be expected. For the moment anyway. The rest could wait until the more important issues are resolved, it seems.
AirMan: Yes, quite an issue. I've already been making contact with a few of my sources, and it seems that the entire world has been in a bit of an upheaval. The real world is unsure of what to make of it, as it seems as though many Navis have lost key memories and networks have either been moved or gone missing. A particularly affluent contact seems to believe that this Juno that appeared a while back may be involved.
AirMan's eyes roll at the thought. Loath had been keeping up with the Juno crisis since hearing about an enigmatic mystery data right before the entire fiasco started. But at the moment it's best to keep contacts on a need-to-know basis in the presence of such a guest.
AirMan: As for our "housing" issue; the Undernet has long been a classical choice, but made a bit less... savory... with so many super-beings running around. perhaps we could take a less populated network in a weakened country for the moment such as Netfrica or Creamland? We would likely go unopposed.
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Post by Genesis on Jun 2, 2015 18:29:29 GMT -8
*Oh right, Juno. He had totally ignored that guy before. But if he was behind it, then clearly they had a problem with each other that would have to be...discussed...eventually. The entire world was in an upheaval though? Now that he thought about it, what had happened on the human side of the front? Normally there would be no concerns from him about it, but then there was one person in particular that he needed out of those guys.*
"So more than just my stuff was hit? How much has actually changed? And memories being affected? Strange..."
*His memory was relatively okay. He recalled... oh, he could see some of the blurs now. They weren't very noticeable, but they were there. Why those though? And that would mean that some other things might have been affected. It explained why he had been planning to go to his Colony for example right after he went to the Lake. It was the last thing on his mind to do, but the reasons behind it entirely were a bit blurred too. His reason for going to the Lake was clear, yet at the same time it was slightly blurred too. He just knew the reason and how he found out. Huh. Something happened between that, a memory that was affected like the others. Not too bothersome given their housing was missing at the moment for whatever business he had at the Colony. But these small gaps here and there were a little irksome.*
"We'll bother thinking about Juno's whole fiasco after we take Creamland. If they don't oppose us then this will be quicker than expected. Netfrica we can save for later."
*Netopia would be closer to Creamland, but he also didn't feel like messing with Netopia. It was fine as it was and given how underpopulated Netfrica was they could fit a lot there if they took it. If anything Creamland was the target just to nail home the point that it was theirs regardless of future attempts. He was presently figuring out their new world map as it were, checking the areas mentally. Bayside was a strange one. He had totally missed that while he was in Netopia recently. It wasn't as obvious as the one city that was missing. They couldn't get to Juno as it were. And even when they did, it'd be strange figuring out how to do work without getting waylaid by the others after Juno too.*
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Post by Raven8 on Jun 2, 2015 19:20:13 GMT -8
The choice was doable, but AirMan couldn't help but review the order chosen and wonder...
AirMan: Are you sure that such a move is wise? Creamland is still weakened, but they are both fortified and a major international power. Maybe beginning to amass power in Netfrica would be best, then weakening Creamland before we strike?
The idea of meeting his old associate KnightMan was not a prospect that AirMan enjoyed the thought of; he'd managed to keep on good enough terms thus far, but taking over the Navi's sovereign nation might put strain on the relationship.
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Post by Genesis on Jun 2, 2015 21:23:06 GMT -8
"KnightMan's failed in the face of the Chaotic's power numerous times. This time won't be any different."
*They had taken his country captive once, took his country the next time, and drove him off in every encounter they ever had with him. Arancione even used him like a puppet once in that captive country one. But then he didn't count on Arancione as one of their members either. He just was with them at that time, nothing more. If it was a fight against KnightMan's country, then even at its best right now it wasn't enough for the members they'd send.*
"But I guess I'm in no rush to take it from them again and Netfrica's on the list anyway. Plus the longer they build, the less work involved when we do take it."
*And another tidbit that helped. Because he knew where they were getting their funds from for their problem. And if they built up from Netfrica first it wouldn't be bad. This gave him an idea too in fact. He wanted to see what someone could do since he knew the guy wasn't normal in their first meeting. But for all intents and purposes, that guy looked exactly like a run-of-the-mill Normal Navi.*
"So we'll start with Netfrica as you suggested, AirMan. We won't have to blow much up and we can change it as originally planned. After that we'll strike Creamland harder with some additional insurance on top."
*It was their show of good faith, after all. It would also work to cement the matter of trust that both sides spoke of before. And for added benefit, he'd see to the other matter that was Juno.*
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Post by Shast on Jun 3, 2015 8:30:44 GMT -8
Jax A portal of darkest purple rises from the floor, roughly 7ft before bulging wide.
*clank!* The halls reverberate as the head of an unrealistically large weapon fumbles onto the ground. Its golden body with streaks of red trim, hammerhead back, an offensively large and lengthy blade precede its owner. Who, clothed in black trench coat with face shrouded in shadow as always, once again answers Xion's call. The coats base rapidly morphs from a dim red and vibrant green gradient to solid black. Meshing perfectly with the unholy citadel.
Though the citadel is dismally dark it can easily be gleaned the coat is scuffed all over. Whether from the elements, or battle, remains indiscernible. In his left hand he grips a broken pole, possibly the shaft of the weapon? Clumps of digital grass and dirt litter the floor at his feet.
The hood shifts slightly, eyeing the small gathering. *clank!* The navi drops the pole beside the battered tool and taps his wrist in Xions direction.
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