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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Jan 23, 2014 23:30:18 GMT -8
[OoC: Open to any Dragon. Takehiro is just seeking audience with an Elder.]
- Not far from the walls of Dragon territory, two men could be seen approaching. Out of uniform, Arden Rayner and Zeke Wilson, Takehiro's men, were sent to request audience with a Dragon Elder, and they were skeptical about it to say the least. The place seemed to be teeming with mooks in every nook and cranny. "There are a lot of them in there. I'm seein' at least a hundred signatures." Arden sighed, hands shaking. "Well, let's just get this over with and get the hell out of here, shall we?"
- They approached the gate, putting on the best calm facade they could. "Hello there. Our boss seeks an audience with a Dragon Elder." Straight to the point, as if they commanded that authority. They knew why they were here, but they unfortunately didn't know how to phrase things properly.
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Post by David B. on Jan 24, 2014 0:13:58 GMT -8
The Dragon at the Border eyed the man...as eight heads poked over the wall, arrows nocked but the bows undrawn...they seemed on high alert.
"Alright. Who is your boss and who does he represent?"
The dragon speaking had a radio at his hip, and a notepad in his hands. At the gate in front of these men there were three guards stationed, waiting patiently.
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Jan 24, 2014 0:36:54 GMT -8
- Zeke almost shit his pants as the guys pulled out them bows. Arden, though normally the quieter one, had to take up all of the talking it seemed. Though he would remember to pick his words carefully. While they were here representing a man who represented Strike, Strike had nothing to do with this.
- "Takehiro Amakusa, who, for all intents and purposes, represents only himself, currently." He hoped these people knew the name or something, 'cuz he sure as hell didn't want to walk out of here with nothing.
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Post by David B. on Jan 24, 2014 20:04:59 GMT -8
The Dragons at the gate frowned.
"Alright. Well, no harm in that. You guys have weapons?"
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Jan 24, 2014 20:19:32 GMT -8
- Zeke shook his head frantically, opening his jacket to reveal he hadn't had any hidden items on him. Arden would do the same, just more calmly. "No, sir." Zeke looked to Arden, his concern showing clearly on his face. All these bows really took a toll on a person's sense of security. He just wanted to get this done with.
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Post by David B. on Jan 24, 2014 20:31:23 GMT -8
Six men jumped over the gates, surrounding the two men.
"Good. Normally, we would have you wait here for the Elder. But just a few days ago, someone beat down our commander. So. The Elder Dragon has asked to interview anyone at the gates wishing to come through...in order to assess them himself. Lets go."
The gate would open, and the six men drew their bows. Point blank range. They were ordered not to kill...but to debilitate and disable if need be.
If they come quietly:
The men would lead them through Dragon territory, being met up by some twenty more guards once inside the gate. They would escort the two to the peace cafe, where David would be sitting, talking with August. They would be allowed inside...and would notice the place empty. Outside, it would be surrounded by guards.
"Hello gentlemen. Please, have a seat."
If they did not come quietly:
The arrows would be shot- for the legs. Calves, mostly. Even if they happened to miss all shots- behind the men, ten Sky Force members would drop from the sky, spears pointed at them...waiting.
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Jan 24, 2014 20:43:04 GMT -8
- Zeke cursed himself mentally. If he was correct, this was Shugo they were referring to, and he kind of played a part in that. Arden kept him composed, however, and as they were surrounded, they remained calm. Thermal vision had already allowed Arden to sense their heat signatures, so he was unsurprised as to their arrival.
- "We'll give you no trouble." They would follow without incident, though increasingly aware of any chance of being attacked.
- Once at the cafe, Arden and Zeke would do as David (they assumed him to be David, since they mentioned the Elder doing an interview) requested and seated themselves. "Hello, there. Mr. Blaze, I presume? Arden Rayner. This here's my partner, Zeke Wilson." Arden would extend his hand for a shake. Zeke just watched the other party they were unfamiliar with.
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Post by David B. on Jan 24, 2014 20:49:51 GMT -8
David would shake the mans hands pleasantly, before speaking bluntly.
"So, boys. Welcome to Dragon territory. Either of you have a part in breaking Mr.Shugo Yuys back? Or perhaps your boss?"
Yeah. Direct.
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Jan 24, 2014 20:53:39 GMT -8
- Arden remained quiet, and Zeke's eyes widened. But he couldn't lie about this, could he? Surely this guy would know. The title of Dragon Elder was really ominous and imposing, and he couldn't keep the truth hidden.
- "I'm sorry," he spurted out. "It's something we would have wished to avoid. I didn't, no, he would have crushed me. But, our boss, yes." He was really hoping he wouldn't regret that.
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Post by David B. on Jan 24, 2014 20:55:41 GMT -8
David stared at them both, his piercing blue gaze seemingly...waiting for something. His contacts read their power levels...600-700? No, they couldn't have done it. Then they said their boss did. He tilted his head.
"I see. And where is your boss?"
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Jan 24, 2014 21:00:09 GMT -8
- Each moment of quiet killed the two of them inside. They didn't want to be here. They could be killed in a matter of seconds, if these guys were anywhere as strong as Takehiro.
- "He's -" "We're not sure as to his current location, as he's been wandering the city for a few days now." He shot a glare toward his partner. "I could contact him, though." He pointed to his temple, trying to imply mental contact.
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Post by David B. on Jan 24, 2014 21:03:28 GMT -8
Davids gaze shifted to the one who was about to speak...then slowly back to the one who cut him off...stating he could contact him. David slid out the chair. He walked over to the counter, pouring himself a glass of tea. He spoke after taking a small sip.
"What do you think this man, this boss of yours would do if I decided to snap your backs like a pair of twigs?"
He wasn't acting angry, or even threatening. It was like a question posed rhetorically, but with an undertone of meaning.
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Jan 24, 2014 21:10:23 GMT -8
- "We're fucking dead, Arden. We're fucking dead," Zeke told his partner telepathically. Once again, Arden shot him a glare, and a gesture to calm the fuck down.
- "In all honesty, sir," he sighed, considering the options, and settling on the single possibility. "He would accept this as return for the damage he's done to your men. But, in a day or two, he would... probably come through here in a rampage, just to get to you." He stayed as straight-faced as he could, keeping his eyes on David all the while.
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Post by David B. on Jan 24, 2014 21:13:39 GMT -8
David set down his cup.
"So...he would come in a rampage. To get at me for hurting his men. Does he think, because I have so many, that I do not care for my men as much as he does his? That I do not love them all as brothers?"
He turned back toward them.
"I have lost more than almost anyone in the resistance. And yet, I would seal my walls with orders to detain just two men in order to find the man who broke the back of one. Just One of my men."
He walked back over and stuck his hands in his pockets.
"I'm not going to break your backs, boys. Take me to your boss."
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Jan 24, 2014 21:18:23 GMT -8
- As he spoke, Zeke continued to tremble. His palms began to sweat, and his teeth clattered. But as it neared its end, he calmed down, overwhelmed with relief. That was suspenseful.
- "I understand." Arden nodded and the men stood to their feet. "If you so desire, you can keep me as collateral, Zeke can take you to him."
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