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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 22, 2019 20:49:23 GMT -8
Ali walks right in, passed the entry way, some stairs, and into a lobby, which was covered in pillows and cushions and in the middle was Alex Malice, sleeping, full on snot bubble and snoring.
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Post by Allison Kazim on Mar 22, 2019 20:53:10 GMT -8
Goodness what was this madness. Ali stopped dead in her tracks and blinked, looking back at Shin and then back to the man snoring away like he had all the time in the world. She knew who he was, who the leaders of the Big Five were, but she was hardly expecting this.
She cleared her throat, loudly, before stepping forward. No one was really around to stop her, just her sense of protocol and propriety, which was screaming in teh back of her brain. This was just weird.
"Lord Malice?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 22, 2019 20:59:29 GMT -8
The bubble unceremoniously pops and his eyes dart open and blink a few times. He turns his head with a groan to the fine young lady approaching him right now, before pushing himself up lazily with an arm. Barely sitting up.
"Hey... Uh, what time is it?"
Shin kind of shrugs at Ali when she looks at him, like her guess was as good as his.
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Post by Allison Kazim on Mar 22, 2019 21:02:58 GMT -8
She wasn't sure if she was dealing someone who was closer to a five year old or a drunken cat when they woke up. Definitely not his strong suit. Did he just...just sleep that way? With no protection? Not that he didn't have the strength for it, but he had been snoring away as two strangers just came up to him. Woudl he have gotten up at all if she hadn't spoken?
"My best guess is early afternoon." Given what she'd noticed when they arrived. "Is this a good time, or do you need a moment?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 22, 2019 21:06:44 GMT -8
Malice would yawn and stretch getting his bearings before slapping himself in both cheeks twice and shaking his head.
"Not at all, come... Sit anywhere. Uh... i think my assistants may be out training, so i can't tell them to bring refreshments... Man am I thirsty."
Shin sighs.
"I'll go look for refreshments and bring something for us to drink."
Malice would smile brightly.
"Aw, thanks man, you sure are a good guy. Your husband is the best, miss?"
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Post by Allison Kazim on Mar 22, 2019 21:12:06 GMT -8
"He's not my husband. But thank you." The words were out before she could stop them or address anything else. Sure, he was good looking, but she didn't want to have to deal with hints and prodding that might come with it from Malice or anyone else.
Ali eyed the pillows and other seating areas before finally pickign one that didn't look like it would fall over.
"I came here to deliver a message from King Oleander, High Chencellor Salabim, and President Asiv, sir."
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 22, 2019 21:18:41 GMT -8
Shin heard her in the big empty building flatly and abruptly shoot that idea down, he kind of chuckled to himself and thought.
~Man, she could at least make it seem like I have a chance!~
As he cried internally for a few moments. Returning with drinks he would hand them off. Before finding a nice cushion to sit down on.
Malice himself would watch the... flow of Ali as she moved, choosing a seat and preparing herself to speak.
"Well those aren't simple names, are they? Miss Swordswoman. I await your message."
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Post by Allison Kazim on Mar 22, 2019 21:26:33 GMT -8
"Miss Kazim, if you please." Ali nodded, comfortable now with the blade at her side as she sat, ankles crossed and leaning in slightly.
"Regardless of what you or yours may believe, sir, the Conqueror isn't just coming, he's moving. Just a couple days ago, he sent his forces out to attack Aurora." Given there was a royal wedding, they obviously survived just fine, but that wasn't the point.
But she would wait for Shin to join them before continuing. She nodded her thanks as she took a drink and gave it a sip to test it.
"How many staff members are likely inside this place now?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 22, 2019 21:32:21 GMT -8
Hearing the news of the Conqueror actually doing something made him node as he dug for ear wax with his right pinky finger in his right ear.
"Good, good. Maybe he will attack Vindicta next and we can have some fun too."
Though when she asked how many staff were actually in the building he pulled the finger from his ear and tried to ball the wax up and toss it to the side.
"Uh... Usually there are two or three, but... They usually sneak out when I sleep to train."
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Post by Allison Kazim on Mar 22, 2019 21:34:42 GMT -8
Ali nodded at the explanation, nostrils flaring as she tried not to wrinkle her nose at the lack of manners. Was he really just digging his ear now? She was horrified and exasperated at the same time.
"Then you should look to the sky in the incoming days, sir, because King Oleander is going to tear down the castle in the sky and let the world know that the invader can be brought down, as well."
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 22, 2019 21:36:39 GMT -8
At that Malice would pay attention.
"What? He is going on a dangerous mission? Where? How?"
Malice flops down on his pillows and kicks and hits at them throwing a small tantrum.
"I want to go toooooooooo!"
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Post by Allison Kazim on Mar 22, 2019 21:40:29 GMT -8
Right, five year old it was. Ali blinked and sat up, but let Malice get the whining out of his system before she would respond. One of her hands grips the pillow she's sitting on.
"If I could have your attention, Lord Malice, I would appreciate it." She raised her voice only slighlty to be heard over the tantrum.
"Unfortunately, those details were left vague for protection as well as to see how the battle would end. Now that it has been settled, sooner, rather than later. He kept his plans beyond that to himself."
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 22, 2019 21:52:35 GMT -8
Malice would sit up straight, of course it was a secret. He wanted to have all the fun himself.
"Whats with this Lord Malice and Sir business. I'm not some noble from two sixty, some elected official, royal, or any of that shit. I was born a gutter rat in the streets homeless, and a nobody. Starved most of my life, fought and took anything I wanted. The Great War broke out and I went into it with everything I had. Years of surviving under my belt and when we created Vindicta everyone agreed if you are the strongest, you are the leader. You can call me Alex, Malice, or Mister Malice if you gotta be formal like Lady Angelonia, but I'll be damned, if you call me a fucking noble, like i didn't earn where I am."
Malice would raise his right hand with hsi middle finger up, shoving his left pinky finger in his left nostril and sticking his tongue out.
"You can take my opinion on nobles are their duty as everyones betters to 'WoRk FoR tHe PeOpLe' and shove it up your ass for all I care, but refer to me as one again and I'll rip your head off and send it back to 260 just to see if they will do anything in response."
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Post by Allison Kazim on Mar 22, 2019 21:59:46 GMT -8
Ali stared as the man exploded with his achievements, pride and indignation in his voice and actions. For a moment, she kidn of respected him. Kind of. Because about the time she was utterly baffled, he was making a gesture at her best left unsaid.
"If you feel that way, Malice, that's fine. I can't say I'm a fan of them either." She could respect climbing his way to the top, but her chin raised a bit with her own pride, eyes flashing in anger.
"I didn't get this handed to me out of benevolence, and I didn't get where I am before now without fighting my way for every inch of it. So, that said, is there anything else you would like to say?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 22, 2019 22:01:21 GMT -8
"Fight me."
Shin spits his drink out in surprise before trying to clean it up, off himself.
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