[Nexus] HALO 178: Mia clementia denor esto

[Arkhosia]

Civvy giggles slightly. "It's funny. I hear every single one of those."





"Will do! Toodles!" With that very formal parting, Civvy takes Celica off down the hall to the Director Of Intel Stuffs' room!

Celica doesn't resist, unsurprisingly.

[Mee]

Reina stares at Civvy with a mix of horror and embarrassment.

Before turning around and dropping another penny in the well.
"I wish Civvy didn't hear my private thoughts and wishes."

"That's, um, pretty much the exact opposite of working." Civvy informs Reina, giggling again.
"OhyeahdoyoulikeIceCreamwehaveagreatspotcomeon !" With that, Civvy runs off down a street!

Celica doesn't resist, unsurprisingly.

Well in that case, Civvy knockknocks on the door!

[Reinholdt]

"I-" And she's gone. Dang that was fast. Still... ice cream.
>>
She hurries after Civvy, wondering if she should have any or hold back for figure sake.

[The Librarian]

[Back from the Void: HALO's Library]

A flicker, then a flash of sapphire light illuminates the room, as an old compatriot of HALO makes his return.

Vallasito Tyshougretu steps out of the glowing blue sphere, and aside from his standard attire of Sage Robes with his Large Staff on his back, he is seen holding in his hand a large brown tome.
Hmmm...Its good to be back at last.

[GrandDM]

[Office - Harald]

Thanks.

Well, ah... The fox-eyed commander hesitates, looking embarrassed. I didn't want to bring it up, but I was told something about one of your experiments going rogue. I don't really need to hear details about that, but I'm sure you understand why it's... concerning me now. I don't want to take something in that might go crazy and endanger my people. What kind of experiment are we talking about here?

"Omega-Six? Yes, that was rather unfortunate. Humans are psychopaths sometimes, so are my robots. I just have a much lower rate. No, this one's perfectly balanced.

As for the applicant, he's from the same batch as my daughter. This was about forty years ago. I was testing a new model of clone body, and unfortunately it exploded - pressure differential and substandard biological form - but the viscera contaminated a batch of experimental free clones with some of my genes. By free clones, I mean randomized genetic sequences set to grow without limit. Only three survived the contamination. One was my daughter, the second is my ork captain."

The ork with Harald waves.

"That's me, by the way."

"The third, the applicant... is a little more odd. You really have to see him."

[The Librarian]

[Making Tea]

Vallasito makes his way for the kitchen, pulling a special tea packet from his pocket as searches for a tea kettle. After finding it, he leisurely fills the kettle with water placing it on the stove to heat up.

Vallasito then sits down in a chair and starts looking through the brown tome in he's been carrying with him.

[Beans]

[Kitchen]
Pesty arrives, still totally being a person that exists, and waves to guy-she-vaguely-remembers.

[FireFox]

[Office - Celica]

It's a smaller room, but still an office. A man who looks to be in his mid-twenties, with short blonde hair and blue eyes, smiles at Celica and Civvy over the few organized stacks of files atop his desk. Hello.


[Office - Harald]

Mm, okay, I'll meet him. But anything else you could tell me about him would set my mind at ease.


[Elsewhere]

Some of my other characters could be available.

[GrandDM]

[Office - Harald]

Mm, okay, I'll meet him. But anything else you could tell me about him would set my mind at ease.

"I think I should let him do the explaining. Mastermind, bring him in."

And a teleporter activates.

He's about eight feet tall, and very slender. His skin is a pallid, dead white, and his eyes are solid black. His fingers end in long, sharp claws. When he opens his mouth to speak, his teeth are like needles and his tongue is black and forked. He bows low, demonstrating incredible flexibility.

"I am known as Nine."

[Arkhosia]

[Office - Celica]

It's a smaller room, but still an office. A man who looks to be in his mid-twenties, with short blonde hair and blue eyes, smiles at Celica and Civvy over the few organized stacks of files atop his desk. Hello.


[Office - Harald]

Mm, okay, I'll meet him. But anything else you could tell me about him would set my mind at ease.


[Elsewhere]

Some of my other characters could be available.

Office - Celica
Celica enters.
Hello sir.

[The Librarian]

[The Kitchen]

Vallasito continues to read through the tome in his hand, giving a friendly nod to Pesty as he applies his magic to pour himself some tea.

[Morty]

[Bathrooms]

The day after she was found sleeping in the kitchen, Thariza staggers out of her room, clearly worse for the wear. She stumbles in the direction of the nearest bathroom, where she puts her head under a cold shower and sits there. Looking thoroughly miserable.

[Zefir]

((Damn I totally forgot my char))

Tovpir, returning from the fight in AMENside is back again. since he isn't in any group for now he will head for the office to get that done, unless someone wants to talk to the giant stone scorpion.

[Mee]

"I-" And she's gone. Dang that was fast. Still... ice cream.
>>
She hurries after Civvy, wondering if she should have any or hold back for figure sake.

Pfff. Ice cream all the time.
Civvy orders her usual favorite.
White chocolate with caramel swirls and fudge and cherry bits and chocolate chunks and and and . . .

[Office - Celica]

It's a smaller room, but still an office. A man who looks to be in his mid-twenties, with short blonde hair and blue eyes, smiles at Celica and Civvy over the few organized stacks of files atop his desk. Hello.

"Hi! She's here because she's doing a thingy that we were supposed to come talk to you for. So now we're here!"

[Reinholdt]

And sprinkles and M&M's and banana and whip cream and no cherry on top because she's on a diet?

Reina will order rainbow sherbert, curious if heavenly ice cream tastes any different from regular ice cream. Either way, something gets proven.

[Mee]

And sprinkles and M&M's and banana and whip cream and no cherry on top because she's on a diet?

Reina will order rainbow sherbert, curious if heavenly ice cream tastes any different from regular ice cream. Either way, something gets proven.

Half a cherry and no cone.

It doesn't taste different, but probably much better than what Reina's used to.

Civvy's off outside sitting in one of the wicker chairs downing her entire bowl of ice-cream.

[Reinholdt]

Reina sits down with her, but goes much more slowly in her ice cream eating. So as to provide an appropriate foil. Also because she likes her a little melted.

[Mee]

Reina sits down with her, but goes much more slowly in her ice cream eating. So as to provide an appropriate foil. Also because she likes her a little melted.

Civvy, after downing her entire thing of ice-cream in well under a minute, leans back in her chair, and enjoys the sunny warm day for what it is.

Oh and the sun's out now! And it's nice and warm!

[FireFox]

"I think I should let him do the explaining. Mastermind, bring him in."

And a teleporter activates.

He's about eight feet tall, and very slender. His skin is a pallid, dead white, and his eyes are solid black. His fingers end in long, sharp claws. When he opens his mouth to speak, his teeth are like needles and his tongue is black and forked. He bows low, demonstrating incredible flexibility.

"I am known as Nine."

[Office - Harald]

Tobias nods in greeting. A combat experiment, I presume?

Office - Celica
Celica enters.
Hello sir.

[Office - Celica]

So, you're interested in working Intel? He taps the eraser of a pencil against his desk. I'd like to get to know you. Who are you, where you're from, why you're here. That sort of thing.


[Elsewhere]

That pilot character is still hanging around and can be talked to by anyone.


[Carrie's room]

A handsome man in a suit is knocking on the door.

[Beans]

[Carrie's Room]
The goddess opens the door, looking like she hasn't slept in days. Or she's just cried a lot. Or both. She probably hasn't eaten either.
... Hello?

[FireFox]

[Carrie's Room]

The man flashes a smile and enough of his aura to let Carrie know she's dealing with a fellow deity. Hi! Would you like to make a contract?

[Arkhosia]

[B]
[Office - Celica]

So, you're interested in working Intel? He taps the eraser of a pencil against his desk. I'd like to get to know you. Who are you, where you're from, why you're here. That sort of thing.

My name is Celica Mystral. I'm a Faunus. I come from a land known as Vytal.
I want to aid people and stop atrocities from being commited, but am not very skilled in combat.

[Beans]

[Carrie's Room]

The man flashes a smile and enough of his aura to let Carrie know she's dealing with a fellow deity. Hi! Would you like to make a contract?

Sure, I'd love to be a magical girl.
Ha.
What's this contract about?

[FireFox]

[Carrie's Room]

What are any contracts about? A way for both of us to get what we want. He offers his hand. I am Reynard. There is nothing I can't make happen.

[Beans]

[Carrie's Room]
And what is it that you're trying to get? She blinks. I know I could go for just not being such a wreck any more...

[FireFox]

[Carrie's Room]

I want your hate. Your pain and your anger. Your impulse to lash out, to make somebody pay. That darkness tainting your soul, corrupting your mind, and eating away at your body. His grin widens and he extends his hand to caress her cheek. I'll take it all away and leave you... well, I can't promise you'll be happy. It's up to you to find your bliss. But you won't be a "wreck", as you put it.

[Beans]

[Carrie's Room]
She slaps his hand away, recoiling, wings snapping open.
Don't touch me! You can have all that, but if you get your hands near me again I'll put reeds under your nails and glass in your eyes! Looks like she's very ready to lash out.

[FireFox]

[Carrie's Room]

Reynard leisurely withdraws his hand and adjusts his handmade Italian tie. And in return, what shall I give you?

[Beans]

[Carrie's Room]
Other than never darkening my door again? I need the strength to hold together til I can earn the power I need.

[FireFox]

Strength... Hmm... There are a few ways I could go about that for you. I could lend you some of my power, but that's always hard to quantify. Much easier to teach you a new trick. Or give you an artifact. What gives you strength, my dear? Something to hurt your enemies with? Something to protect yourself with? A way of doing that which you couldn't normally do? Perhaps someone to... support you? His lip wryly curling, he shifts his position to put himself out of slapping range. And so that the hallway light behind him is casting his shadow away from her door.