Vara listened intently to the Grand Emperor's plans and occasionally gave a comment.
Eveline looked at Clovis and then at the Grand Emperor and shook her head dismissively. "I'm fine," she said quietly.
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The plans were outlandish; obviously so. Vara knew that the Grand Emperor's plans were ambitious, but decided against pointing that out, instead offering small and minor changers hone necessary.
Eveline said nothing, deciding that it was probably for the best if Clovis didn't know about what happened, at least not yet.
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Clovis was silent.
The Grand Emperor held up a glass. “To our inevitable victory.” It was at that moment Vara saw a meek, frightened messenger slowly enter the room. “I…ah…ah G-grand Emperor?” He turned. “What is it?” He asked. The messenger slowly walked forward, and stepped slightly behind Clovis. “Th-the…the fleets…sir…” the messenger stammered, “they…they ah…um…” “Spit it out.” “They…were destroyed…sir.” Silence fell over them. A heavy, tense, terrifying silence as everyone and everything held it’s breath, savouring it as if it was their last. “What?” “They were dest-“ “I heard you the first damn time! What do you mean destroyed!” The messenger swallowed. “T…they ah…the fleets under Grand Admiral Hay’rak rifted close to a black hole and were…unable to recharge their rift engines in time to escape the gravitational pull…the…the fleets under Ja’lay rifted close to a magnetar and…were…ripped apart…so was the fleets under Le’riter…the…the coordinates appeared to be traps…sir…” The Grand Emperor stood up. “You mean to tell me, we just lost thirty fleets, and four thousand and five hundred ships, because of a single man?” “I…you did order-“ “SILENCE!” The very ground seemed to shudder as The Grand Emperor slammed the table with his fist. “I…have had it…with that smart assed, know-it-all smug human! Send a message out! Jonathan Blinds is executed within the week!” The Grand Emperor stormed away.
Vara remained seated, contemplating the news. She was surprised that such a simple trap was able to fool the Grand Emperor, that the Grand Emperor was so careless or ignorant. With this new information, her mind began to turn, considering how she could use the information to her own advantage.
Eveline was also surprised and breathed a deep sigh of relief, relaxing considerably as she heard the good news.
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Clovis looked around. "I...well...cool," he stammered, "well...that's...half the entire...Primaeri Navy..."
Aerlanica St.Jason and captain von Ludwig do some training with their troops but a group of 100 soldiers refuse they are executed by mostly new soldiers for "military disservice" of course before this happens the king approved of Execution
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“Hey, you can always talk to me about anything like this, okay. Like I said before, you’re all my friends so if something’s wrong then I want to do something to help,” Kiki reaches out and gently places a hand on Speaks-in-Water’s scaly shoulder. He feels calmer even just from the simple touch as both Kiki’s naturally calm energy and her powers kick in automatically.
All three of them immediately look to their left wrists fro confirmation and sign in relief. Carissa sits up first, her eyes glowing gold as she slowly gets up and stretches out her limbs. “Can you still see me?” She asks hesitantly. Connie shakily sits up, as her eyes glow bright red. “Y-yeah.” Cait frowns, feeling down his chest. “Oh august it’s good to be back. No offense but being a girl sucks, I have no idea how you live like that,” he murmurs as his eyes flash blue. Connie smirks slightly. “You’re telling me,” she laughs a little. “And you didn’t even have to deal with a bra. Or a tampon. Or the worst parts of my immune system being a b—“ “Hey! Can we...” Carissa tentatively walks towards her siblings, and they all embrace in the middle, jumping back as there’s a small shower of sparks. A moment of silence passes between them. “August. I missed you both so much,” Connie smiles slightly. Carissa looks between them, subtly reaching into Cait’s pocket and pulling out his switchblade. “...Carissa?” Cait murmurs tentatively. Carissa looks between them. “I’m sure you both have noticed this by now, but... the world is bigger than just you and you and me,” she says softly, catching both of her siblings off-guard. “Y-yeah, I guess. But you guys are all I’ve ever needed,” Connie says gently. “Yeah,” Cait agrees enthusiastically. “Well, yeah. But there’s more out there for us. I mean, you both have these incredible paths with these incredible jobs, and you’ve both found incredible women. Cait, you have a daughter. I’m really happy for both of you, and I know all of our paths are leading somewhere incredible. And I want us all to always be there for each other. But it’s also time for us to get out of each other’s way.” She looks at both of their faces, taking each of their hands with a small shower of sparks, and before either of them has time to react she’s taken the switchblade and cut the strings off of Cait’s wrist and then Connie’s, followed by her own small golden string. “W— Carissa what the hell?!” “Carissa!” “I love you. And that’s a string connecting us that’s stronger than this will ever be.” She holds the three strings together in her fingers; red, yellow and blue. She takes the blade and cuts them each into three smaller pieces, tying them together. “Carissa?” Connie’s voice breaks slightly. “We need to forge our own paths.” “But I don’t want to,” Connie says softly. “I believe in you, Connie,” Cait smiles gently. “And I’m always right next to you and inside your heart.” Connie sniffles lightly as a tear runs down her cheek. “These have always served as a reminder of ourselves and each other, that we’re always there for each other.” Carissa smiles slightly as she takes one multi-colored bracelet and ties it securely around Cait’s left wrist, and then puts one on Connie, silently asking Connie to tie the last one on her wrist. “Now they’ll be a reminder of us. The world is bigger than the three of us, but that doesn’t mean that we can’t stand together in it.” Connie and Cait both glance down at their wrists, turning their bracelets around. A small flash of brown sparks goes between them and then fades, and then they’re all in each other’s arms, sobbing, with no sparks this time. It would seem the bond between them has been fixed, and they’ve all been returned to their own bodies. (Sorry lol that wasn’t as cool as I thought it would be but hopefully it makes sense)
Several Aerlanican troops intervene in the execution. The Aerlanican troops stand up to the other Reefinstien troops, saying that they shouldn't be killed. When brought to the higher ups, the Aerlanican brass was unaware of this.
Speaks-In-Water shrugged.
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(Ah, all good; can't exactly catch lightning in a bottle now can we?)
Harold was roused awake to watch and document the proceedings. And the Hight Priests and High Priestesses began to leave. As the triplets embraced, Tsarina walked forward and tapped Connie on her shoulder. "Hey, hate to burst this...happy moment, but the top brass want's us back at the facility; we're going to be deployed soon." Tsarina looked at the rest of the triplets. "Sorry about this, but the Organisation doesn't really wait for anyone." As Connie looked at Tsarina, she remembered Alena's offer.
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Kiki also shrugs, glancing at Nathan and then looking between the three Lazarin. Finally she looks out the window, watching silently as the Kansan countryside flies by them.
Connie glances at her siblings, then Alena and then she looks at Tsarina. "Right. I guess we should probably get going then. Save that Jonathan guy and all that. But after this mission, we really need to talk. About a lot of things." (She's still kinda making up her mind and the triplets also suffer from being obnoxiously indecisive. Plus she wants to finish what she started and get a taste of COURIER before she actually decides what she wants to do lol) She looks at Cait and Carissa. "I... I promise I'll be back for both of you soon. I love you both." She gives each of them a brief hug. She turns and looks at Tsarina, brushing her thumb between the blue and gold on her bracelet. She smiles softly and plants a kiss on Tsarina's lips.
"Half?" Eveline asked incredulously. "And not one Aerlanica vessel lost to do it."
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"Well...half of the current fleet...we had more before the war with the Galactic Union; I saw the maps and the charts. We used to have about seventy five or so fleets, each with about one fifty ships. we lost ten fleets worth of ships, but not ten fleets, and were almost ready to deploy the replacements...but...thirty entire fleets wiped out in a single blow is...well...devastating...they've-ah, we've, lost the war." Eveline noticed Clovis' blunder, and so did Vara.
They ride in relative silence, as all three Lazarin remain quiet and untalkative.
The Aerlanicans refuse to observe capital punishment in the form of execution. However, Aerlanican officers intervene and instead of standing in front of the guns of the Reefinstien firing squad, request that the troops being charged with execution be handed into the hands of Aerlanican authorities. It is, after all, their planet they are defending, and they hope to make them more cooperative through non-violent means to ensile "prime fighting strength and morale."
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Tsarina welcomes it, then, wrapping her arm around Connie, looks back at Cait. “Come on, we’ve got to get you back to your place as well.” “What about me?” Carissa asks. Alena and Hogan step forward. “When the Great Azerian is free, and under his permission, we may be able to create you a body to inhabit.”
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Kiki watches out the window for a while and eventually falls into sleep.
Connie smiles slightly as Cait watches over the two of them, a hint of jealousy written across his otherwise stoic face. "Yeah, I probably need to go home. I should go back to Flagstaff, maybe take Cara and Emily too." He smiles softly. Carissa glances between Hogan and Alena. "Oh, yeah! I was going to see if I could find Azerian again. I can still kinda feel him out there but it's really faint. I'm not sure how I got there in the first place. After the Prime Meridian and that Evie lady or whatever her name was left, then I was walking through the walls until I found him. I just wish I knew what I can actually do as a ghost and how to control it..." She frowns.
Eveline put a hand on Clovis' shoulder. "The Grand Emperor has lost the war. He is as much your enemy as the Aerlanicans' enemy."
Vara considered this information. From what she learned about the Grand Emperor, she knew this was bad news for all of them. The others may not realize it, but the Grand Emperor wouldn't go down quietly. They'd all suffer his wrath and anger. He probably have them all killed before any liberation force arrived. Or, maybe there wouldn't even be an invasion. The Galactic Union might just decide to destroy the planet. Either way, they'd be dead. They had to get out of there. Vara stood up and left, following the Grand Emperor. "Grand Emperor, I suggest that we lay a trap for the Aerlanicans. Give me a fleet, or a part of one. I'll take Jonathan and force the Aerlanicans to attempt a rescue. They'll send in everything to help him. Then I'll destroy them. Vengeance will be served, and Jonathan can watch as his beloved people burn, before meeting his own fiery end."
Burin nodded. He looked at his own Minister of Defense. He was the best person to explain the Khanian Military. General Orion nodded. "Historically - and I'm talking about when the Great Khanate ruled - we would swamp our enemies with superior numbers, the unleash hailstorms of arrows. Its a tactic born from the fact we are plainspeople, and rely on the fact theres nowhere our enemy can run to. Obviously, we can't do that anymore." He gave a little smile. "We simply don't have the manpower, and the tactic wouldn't be effective against the current technology. Instead, we rely on Director John Doig of the RKBI to make political opponents disappear. Only when things get truly bad do we intervene militarily. Then, we use tactics similar to yours. Guerrilla warfare. Most of the time, we ensure we have the element of surprise on our side. Not just in the battles, but we try to dictate the entire war."
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Kade nodded, placing his hand on her shoulder. "But we come out stronger than ever."
Citizens ship has been granted to Planet "Berk" Along with the dragons and people who live there following first contact, This includes infrastructure revamps.
there were a few survivors from the obliteration of their "foundation". the new leader, Azus, was less of an insane maniac and more scientific, slowly gaining in numbers, and doubling in size whem the Zonis decided to team up with us. they live secluded, researching ways to come back with a devastating return
Burin recieves a message detailing the results of the last two votes - the joining of the September Agreement, and the vote on the Khan.
He looks at the Aerlanicans. "Two things. First things first, the people have agreed to join the September Agreement. And the second thing is, the people voted to give me emergency powers, to make me the Khan. Now, if I have sufficient reasoning for it, I can do pretty much anything we need. Its only temporary, I'll revert back to president or vacate as soon as the Reich and Primeari surrender."
The train rattles into the station. Waking up Kiki and the Lazarin. Finds-Path is still obviously frustrated that what she did many times before was stopped. Keeps-Fire is just…tired of everything and Speaks-In-Water is still curled up, saddened.
The Reefinstien troops on death row are moved out of the line of the firing squad and moved to other areas of the planet to be slowly persuaded to take up arms again.
The Great Khanians notice the...Minister of Defence smile widely after he hears "make political opponents disappear." He sits up straight...but says nothing further. Burin noticed it as the look that said "I know something you don't know, but I cannot tell you lest I be arrested for an intelligence leak." "Ah...yes...the aim to dictate the war," Madalyn mused, "from my experience on the ground as a shock trooper, war is very hard to dictate, for to dictate it you must control every aspect of the battlefield; above, on it and below it. I...may be a bit biased here when I say this, but, we Aerlanicans specialise in denying the enemy it's gains. Especially on home territory." "Besides, we often...let the enemy advance for the first parts of the war before...well...before we employ our strengths." The message of the vote comes along. While tentative, they nod. "Ah, something similar to the Arthur Protocol," The Minister of Defence said, shifting in his seat, "a very dangerous, yet powerful, thing to use and employ. Just remember to not become the senate and declare the first Khanian Empire." The Minister gave a large smile, signalling the impending Joke. "We've a track record of our allies turning on us, and are a bit strapped for allies as it is." He laughed, The Deputy Prime Minister gave a pity chuckle and Chloe Robin, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, shook her head dejectedly, blushing heavily.
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She placed a hand on his shoulder. "You know it; thats what us Khanians and Aerlanicans do, we just don’t give up, or don’t have the good sense to.” She patted the shoulder as she let out a small laugh. The kettle began to boil in earnest. She walked over and plucked the kettle from the stove and took two small cups from a cupboard. She poured the water and dropped the teabag into one cup. “We’ll have to share the teabag, sorry.”
However, due to a certain nation gaining space flight capabilities, the SCP foundation was not free from being monitored by another Acronym.
The Foundation would, of course, notice a few unmarked space vessels occasionally watching them...however they had a feeling that they wanted them to see them.
Maybe they were waiting or wanting to make a deal, but were just waiting for the right time?
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Cait, Connie and Tsarina stood out in the street. They positioned Cait a few meters away from them. “Here, hold this.” Tsarina instructed him, placing a small radio like device in his hands. In a flash of purple blue light, Cait disappeared… …and reappeared in a toilet. His stomach churning, he rushed into the nearest stall and threw up in the toilet.
Connie and Tsarina looked at each other. “Well…get ready for a show I guess; you’re first combat.” With a flash, they vanished back to the marshalling area in the C.O.U.R.I.E.R. base.
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“Do not worry child, when in your body, your powers will have a physical anchor to be amplified through.” Alena said. “Whether or not you wish to assist the cause of the Great Azerian or not,” Hogan said, “I will be more than happy to teach you.”
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