General Novospace teleported next to Mane and glanced over at the mess going on in the town. At this rate, nobody was going to survive. From the files that General Huinclyth had let him borrow, this seemed to be the M.O of Kapgras. She would have her cultists destroy as much of civilization as she could, then recruit the survivors. He turned to Mane.
“This isn’t a very good situation. The people here may not be good people, but not even these people deserve to be killed like this.”
He turned to look at the dingo cultist, and teleported over to them, sweeping their legs out from under them and then using the cultist’s face to sweep the magic circle out of existence. Seeing that it wasn’t quite enough to stop the others from killing one another, he summoned a vortex of spatial magic, sending tendrils out that grabbed as many villagers as possible in the nearby area. The tendrils grabbed villagers and teleported them into prison cells back on Dogetopia.
This would stop them from killing one another, and if there were any criminals among them, they’d already be in jail. If any of them were innocent, the Dogetopian authorities would surely release them. This action drew the attention of around ten cultists, who started attacking him. However, the good General was simply too powerful, and he started tanking their blows. The distraction would be enough for the ninjas to begin advancing again…
General Aqua and Lairdigan descended into the tunnels first, because they were the strongest of the group. If an ambush was planned, they wanted to be the ones to get targeted first because they could probably survive any given attack. For now, it would just be him and Lairdigan, and Althanac and the Syrnians. General Aqua would only call his troops in if it became necessary-he didn’t want to waste them when they could be useful later. He was convinced that this would not be the end of the Çł˙th, and that this was only the beginning.
In the tunnels, Lairdigan immediately sensed a sinister presence, and his snout perked up. He turned to General Aqua and spoke to him, with anyone nearby being able to overhear if they also came down.
“I can sense Despaq’s unique brand of evil already. She’s definitely in the tunnels…so we can expect whatever forces she has to be down here as well. I think I’ll be able to follow her scent.”
General Aqua nodded, looking furtively into the abyss that was the tunnels.
“Very well. You lead on, and I’ll be directly behind you. You’re too valuable to die here, so I’ll jump out if you get attacked.”
Unfortunately, the Hśl˙ race, like Nďnbreth and Ëinhear can’t digest non-meat substances, so they aren’t able to eat the cheeseburger as it is. Instead, they remove everything except the meat and eat that instead. Luckily, they like the meat and are satisfied with it. Ëinhear appears to be bored with the proceedings-unsurprising given that she’s a child. She fell asleep in Nďnbreth’s lap, and as Nďnbreth conducted the meeting she stroked Einhear’s antennae.
For Nďnbreth, the cultural exchange is the most important aspect of the meeting, along with the anti-clyth operations. Slightly less important is the general military agreement, and to her the free trade is of least importance. However, that doesn’t mean she didn’t give the topic the respect it deserved, as she was careful to give each topic a proper amount of time.
Nďnbreth stood up, holding the still sleeping Ëinhear in the crook of her claw, and she shook his hand, her mandibles twisting into a smile.
“It is truly good to meet you. If you’re coming to Klevearia, we’ll be happy to show you around. I guarantee you’ll love our food, especially our fruits and cheeses.”
Hawaii was nice, but I’m ready to be back in my own bed. I’ll be back home tomorrow, but the day after is when I’ll be settled enough to get back into my usual routine.
Yakovich
"What is your universe like?"
Galactic empire is cool
Galactic empire is cool
“well not good right now there is a Civil War good guys Confederacy of Independent Systems and evil Empire of the republic”
The now-L.U.S. Ambassador to Klevearia, Clive Beaumont, smiles warmly as he grasps onto Ninbreth’s claw. From his demeanour, he definitely seemed like quite an agreeable person.
“That’s great to hear, Your Highness. I am greatly looking forward to working with you into the future. I find your culture especially interesting, to be honest.”
At this, President Gump II chuckles.
“Well, it seems like I made the right choice after all! I’m glad both y’all are getting along just fine. Now, it’s going to be busy tomorrow as well, and little Einhear looks…tired…so I think it’s better if we call it a day and pick up again tomorrow. I have a tight schedule which starts very, very early tomorrow morning as well.”
Ambassador Beaumont nods.
“Very well, Mr President. High Priestess…if you’ll follow me, the escort will be waiting to take you back to your accommodation.”
(Do you want to timeskip or something? After more than two weeks, this diplomacy RP is getting kinda dry lol)
If the Ninjas weren’t being careful before, they were certainly going to be careful now. Seizing the brief opportunity to regroup, Yakuza hastily gathers everyone in a circle, readying them for the dash to where Pawter’s contact is waiting. Then, they began to move out.
First, two of the Ninjas ascended the buildings on either side of the street. Once up, they leap silently from rooftop to rooftop toward their objective, their katanas slicing the flesh and bones of anyone unlucky enough to be in their way like hot knives through butter.
As the street ahead of them is cleared of snipers, the others on the ground move slowly, wary of ambushes from brainwashed residents or Clyth cultists. The Ninjas, polished steel in hand, form a circle formation, shielding Pawter and Mane from any enemy blows. For an agonising half an hour, they press on, occasionally fending off attacks with their swords and their silenced handguns. Then, they reach the compound.
“HEY, FREEZE! SHOW ME YOUR HANDS! OR I PUMP YOUR GUTS FULL OF LEAD!”
Yakuza looks up, scanning the walls of the compound for any sign of life. His gaze quickly fixates on what looks like a young man standing in a guard tower, his hands clutching a double-barrelled shotgun. Pawter shields his eyes with his paw as he looks up as well, comparing the figure to an image on his tablet. He then turns to his Ninja colleagues.
“Yup, that’s him all right.”
He turns upward, towards the man.
“Hey! We’re friendly! I’m from the L.U.S., and these lads are Ninjas! I’m Pawter, the LIA agent. Can you let us in!”
At this, the man’s eyes widen, and he lowers his firearm.
“What?! Oh, by Gods, I thought you’d never come!”
There is an audible collective sigh of relief from everyone in the team. Their contact was still alive, and he hadn’t been turned by Kapgras yet. As the others wait for the man to come down and open the door, Mane gets on comms to Commander Hurricane and General Aqua.
“Hurricane? Aqua? Contact located, over. I repeat, contact located!”
With Both Allies Agreeing Gabriel Golden Started The Operation. They Had Two Mayor Force One That Helped the Allies To Get In The Forest. The Other has Guarded Gabriel Golden while he From the Other Side Tryed Get Into The Research Facility. So The Operation of Silent Wolves has Begun to make a better future. And End the Third Race Terror In International Treat Zone.
At this point, General Novospace and Commander Hurricane have cleared out the cultists, liberating Nedds village from the Cult of Kapgras. An estimated 500 out of 4,000 villagers were killed in the aftermath, whereas none of the cultists were actually killed-Commander Hurricane and General Novospace just knocked them out, and General Novospace teleported them to the Primal Empire, who would sort them out. After all, nobody hated the Çł˙th more than the Primals.
Commander Hurricane and General Novospace reached the contact, and General Novospace reached out his paw to shake the contact’s hand.
“It’s good to meet you. We need all of the help we can get against the Çł˙th and their forces.”
The ninjas sneak in from the golden forest south side, at the closest entrance into the research facility. It would not be easy, but it was what they were trained for. The 1,000 ninjas ran silently through the woods, katanas at the ready to slice through any enemy patrols they might run into…
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