Azu Ongokos (Apr 7, 2011 9:26:00 PM)
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Nigel Ambrose (Apr 7, 2011 9:26:47 PM)
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Lior Axel (Apr 7, 2011 9:27:02 PM)
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Lior Axel (Apr 7, 2011 9:27:43 PM)
[fair warning, I'm starting to pretzel again, I have a foot on my desk...]
Azu Ongokos (Apr 7, 2011 9:28:25 PM)
Azu headed down with Nigel and Nameless, looking around as usual. The dragon more on guard here than out at the rooks.
Melvin Thatcher (Apr 7, 2011 9:29:45 PM)
*So he would ahve called for them to have a meeting in a secluded part of the hold, where others wouldn't interupt them and stuff, He was sitting on a table having a few things prepared*
Nigel Ambrose (Apr 7, 2011 9:30:42 PM)
(( sorry, had to hobble around a bit
Lior Axel (Apr 7, 2011 9:30:51 PM)
Lior was taking a break from her creation process, being so close to being ready to fly she could almost feel the breeze on her cheeks. It was important to be there helping Mel on these things, so she heeded his request to attend to the warroom, smoothing her kerchief over her hair.
Nigel Ambrose (Apr 7, 2011 9:32:00 PM)
*Nigel was speaking as they came downstairs* " . . . not very good with calculus, but she's making great headway with arithmetic."
Melvin Thatcher (Apr 7, 2011 9:32:25 PM)
Huh what the hell you talking about?
Azu Ongokos (Apr 7, 2011 9:32:47 PM)
Azu nodded along with what Nigel was saying, listening to him. Grinning at Melvin's comments. "Classes Melvin, Nigel's a teachers assistant at the college."
Melvin Thatcher (Apr 7, 2011 9:36:14 PM)
Ahh.. cool *He nodded some* So yeah I hadn't called you guys here for shits and giggles
Nigel Ambrose (Apr 7, 2011 9:36:41 PM)
"I was hoping for tea." *He replied somewhat sarcastically, taking a seat*
Lior Axel (Apr 7, 2011 9:37:04 PM)
She mutters under her breath and moves to setting down herself, primping her curls as she glances to Nigel.
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Nigel Ambrose (Apr 7, 2011 11:12:31 PM)
She chuckled and stayed standing, petting the dragon next to her.
*He motioned to a teapot on the table* Don't have milk or sugar.. and fuck I am no Boggan so don't blame me if it just tastes like hot water with food coloring added
*Offering a small smile, he waved a 'No thanks' hand.* "Appreciate it."
Azu went and poured a saucer for Nameless, who lapped at it while keeping an eye on the room. "What did you call us down here for."
Well there are a few things I wanted to tell you... first of all.. I need to show you the mechanism of how to lock of the forge from the rest of the building.. it's designed as a last line of defense, for us.. and the fire *he nodded slowly*
She nodded, her expression growing more serious.
*NIgel half-frowned, but waited.*
Well it has emergency beds, a small kitchen, a storage for foods and other such things... and well serves as a bunker *He nodded slwoly* And well.. that leads to the next thing... sooner or later.. shit will hit the fan.. and we are going to stand right where it's going to fly.. so yeah...we need to discuss a few things, like who we can trust, who we have to consider as potential enemy and stuff.. and yeah.. since they targetted us here .. we kinda changed from yellow to red on the whole IFF and shit.. and yeah you two *He motioned to Azu and Nigel* seem like reasonable enough people.. yeah Cat.. I know.. you aswell.. so don't even get started.. *He grinned* so yeah.. well.. shit needs to be disucssed I guess
"Certainly, did you get the missive I sent with Nameless as to our assets?"
Yeah... that's how I figured I should let you guys know what's here
"I'm rather glad you've opted to trust me. I can't necessarily blame too many for finding Sidhe less than hospitable given the . . . population."
"Who we can trust is more difficult than who we can't however." She said thoughtfully. "I would not trust Captain Van Duraa or his First Mate, they are concerned only for their chimerical ship. Anyone that shows a particular hatred for sidhe as a whole likely would risk being a deserter as well at some point."
Well to be frank..*He turned to Nigel* I don't trust your kind in general.. but you seem like a reasonable fellow.. and well.. yeah.. I mean.. it's not like my oppinions can't change.. *then to Azu* and yeah I really can't trust House Dougal in general.. they've been trying to steal our technology ever since they set foot in concordia.. and crap
"I would trust Miss Faith, she's risked a lot to help us to this point. Mister Scott...even if his methods aren't the most...wise. Mister Frankie has thus far proven trustworthy as well."
"Beyond that, it's difficult to say to be honest with you. Miss Melissa seems more intent on being a racist."
"I am not trusting you so much as thinking it is better to be having allies." She glances to Nigel. "It is like to be watching you are not slipping poison in the cups." She shrugs and looks to his robes. "But you are knowing Qabbalah, this is making you not too bad, ja?"
Faith is a good girl.. Albel trusts her.. and well that's good enough for me *He nodded slowly* If I can't rely on people I've sworn clasped hands with.. I'd be ready for an undooing, anyways... Melissa is... dunno... she's usefull cannonfodder
Azu seemed to be concidering who else she might trust.
*Nigel attempted a pleasant smile at Lior* "I'm not really the jerk that many of my kith are. I hope you do eventually trust me."
"Mister Antonie has been discreet thus far, though I doubt he's much of a fighter."
She looks thoughtful, watching him a moment. "Trust comes under necessary things. Is to be respecting your wise thoughts good enough?"
*He chuckled a little* 'That'll work!"
[the request tool sucks! *Rubs face*]
*He nodded once more* Well we don't just need fighters.. if all hell breaks lose we might need someone who can cook us nutritive food to keep our brains and bodys in function.. or well.. someone to load our guns
"Someone who knows to be sewing to stitch the wounds?" She states helpfully.
"I can't cook, but I know a bit of medicene, I dealt with a lot of injuries in the aftermath of Katrina." Azu said. "Though we can certainly speak with mister Antoine as to helping keeping us fed if we end up under siege here. It will likely largely depend on what Calvin says to him."
I don't really think we can count on the big blue dude...
"Calvin? In Rook's?"
"Not a fan?"
"Calvin...well, he at least came and spoke on the cities behalf."
Yeah I know but I am not sure.. what to make of him
"He's a rebel, I think. Out to fight for the underdog. While that may be an issue when things are resolved, I'm not sure he's really an adversary at the moment."
"Yes, I can see what you mean Mister Melvin, best not to be someone to rely on."
"As you say it, 'Cannon-fodder', then?"
Dunno.. one day he's usefull the next he wants to make Melissa chief on the seelie resistance
"Yes, that would be...most unwise. She hasn't actually done anything realistic with the war effort."
And well considering that the whole situation resembles more a guerillia war scenario.. than an open battlefield one.. I doubt a honorable troll as our leader would be smart to have
She looks around the warroom a moment, then gets herself some tea hoping maybe that will clear her head.
"I couldn't agree more." *Shook his head.* "Too many young kids wanting to play God with their swords."
"Death from above?"
Dee eff fucking A *He nodded some*
"Well, that still leaves us with a need of actual soldiers...the four of us cannot fight this alone. We'll need to bring more people in to work with despite the dangers inherit in that motion."
*Pointing at Lior* "That sounds like your area there. Is it almost done?"
"Test flying in the morning. I am thinking Alfred's ready to be spreading his wings."
(sorry.. was worshipping the great white god of porcelain... I should go to bed)
(( zomg
(( did you pay tribute?
(yeah.. )
(( Feel better, dude; we can catch you later
(allright)
(( Praise the Cold White one
(night.. I hope)
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Thoilethu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn ))
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"One more asset for us, but we'll need to consider more things still I think."
"There is much to be considering." She nods agreeably, primping her curls as she sips her tea.
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"It'd be easier if we could just get everyone together at once and discuss things. I just don't see that working with a simiar schedule'd day, unfortunately."
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