The head that passed below the young girl stops in place, looking left and right for a second, and actually turns around and spots the girl up on the branches. Jack Starr smirks slightly, walking over to the tree, and leans against the trunk, looking up at her.
Is that Ivy Snow up there, eh? Eyeing her, chuckling slightly as she jumps at the sound and looks down at him.
"That voice.." Peering at him for a few seconds, before looking at him in surprise. "Jack! w-what are you doing here? Tara told me that you've dissapeared a while ago to do whate-.. well, perhaps I won't say what she said exactaly.. Getting up, beginning to climb down slowly, eventually hopping down to the ground next to him.
"Hah. 'Susan' has always been a rather silly person, I think she's a waste of space actually, and i'm sure I have a few people to agree with me, but hey. Nothing I ca-... Stopping as he is hit on the side gently by the young girl.
Don't call her names, or even think it..You've never been nice to her..
Jack smirks, looking down at the girl, crossing his arms. "Childish as ever, I see. Although.. I suppose you indeed are a child. Hmm.. I'll think of another catch-line later, that doesn't seem to do the trick.." Mumbling to himself quietly.
"I do find it interesting that your despicable sister left you here of all places, this isn't really necessarily a place for children like yourself. Oh, whatever should happen if your 'poor' little mind is corrupted." Obviously talking in a 'mocking' like tone.
Ivy frowns slightly. "Corruption, you'd know all about that, huh."
Jack freezes, shrugging. "I suppose I would actually. That was a while back however."
Jack turns, beginning to walk away. "I merely hope that 'she' knows what she's doing, leaving you here like this. I don't take any responsability over you, although I know you'll always be that careful little brat you usually are." Shrugging, without waiting for a reply, walking away.
Ivy frowns, watching him leave. "What a jerk.." Mumbling something quietly, she sets off.
A bar. Not a place at all for a kid, although after glancing up at what the title was, she walks in. She was told that there was a man in here that goes by the name of "Sean" That she may find rather interesting. Walking inside the building, finding it surprisingly empty of any 'suspicious' figures, other than perhaps the masked man in the corner, who gives her a blank look. Sorta creepy.
It looks like someone (Achillie) drove off any of the crazy ones.
Walking up to the bar, looking around. "Hey.. Would you know anyone by the name of Sean.. I.. Didn't get a last name. I heard that he is around here quite often." Mumbling something to herself quietly.
Camille blinked at Ryuho's suggestion, her mind skipping a beat before settling back on its usual, methodical track. For a moment she had thought she had him... The Order were a terrorist organisation, were they not? Wasn't this sort of thing that they did? She mentally kicked herself, forcing the tension from her limbs. This wasn't some Royal Navy Officer, a petty man who would be more impressed by promises of grand gestures then the acts themselves. No, this was a different game. Still, the answers came to her easily, as they often did, solutions carried to her on tides of neurons. She merely had to reach for them.
"Will it truly change nothing? If infection is as dangerous as you imply, then is it not prudent to remove the source as quickly as possible? Policy change will follow." Arguing for assassination of her own commanding officer. Camille almost had to stifle a laugh at the incredulity of it. The corner of her mouth crept up in faint amusement, nonetheless. "There is something you must understand about Gallia, Ryuho. Each decision a leader, particularly a noble, makes is uniquely theirs. Whatever they may argue, it is not made on behalf of the government, nor a union, nor any organisation in mind save their own reputation. Each decision cements their hold on power. It is branding, of a sort. Xavier's policy would change, simply because it must. The alien neutrality was his defining order. For his successor to leave it intact would be to continue to acknowledge Xavier as the true Marechal of the Navy. Non." She shook her head, firm in her certainty. "It will change.
You ask why I have not taken action already." She flicked a second pebble into the pond, sending ripples bouncing from the faux-concrete walls. "That too, is simple. I do not understand what I face. As far as I am aware, I am the only member of the la marine to contact you. There may have been others who tried before me. I do not know. If I die, then who will prevent the situation you described? Who will keep watch to ensure that, as you said, a second alien does not simply resume where Xavier fell? I am not a coward, Ryuho, but I will not throw my life away for what may amount to little more than a momentary reprieve."
D'Autoine glared with his chin resting on his hand as if his eyes swallowed the expectant look that Susan expulsed forward with the most sweet syrups one could lay its hands on.
This silence continued for minutes. Until, out of a sudden... he would break it remorsely:
" So how have you been fairing on the ferocious tides of fate? "
(08-10-2015, 07:03 PM)Antonio- Wrote: King Eduard is the greatest
Grinding her teeth together idly, Susan glances up at Robert only to speak. "I wouldn't infer that I'm doing perfectly when i'm pleading for Ivy to stay here for a while, Robert. As much as I'd like to say otherwise, there's quite a lot on my plate right now."
Rubbing her right arm idly, finding it a little difficult to sit still right now. "It's not easy juggling around too many events. Involution in the Omicrons, all the way down to getting rid of everyone else I have to work with.. I'm quite thankful that you have agreed to this, for this very reason."
" So you moved to that abhorrent cesspool we have the ludicrous choice of addressing them under e Hellenistic name only so that we would transmit a more appealing facade, cheri? " he said surprised.
" What reason may have triggered such a peculiar yet undoubtedly ill-contrived endeavour of yours? "
(08-10-2015, 07:03 PM)Antonio- Wrote: King Eduard is the greatest
"Ah...bloody hell! What a mess...", Sean muttered and pointed with both hands at the three broken bottles of wine, whose content were now spilled all over the floor after they were knocked over.
"Watch out next time", he ranted with Reece, the substitude barkeeper, and thrusted a cleaning rag into his hand. He then turned back to the counter.
It was unusually quiet today. Sean wasn't working in the bar every day, but being well patronized at this time was typical for it. Now, only few people were in the dome.
He leaned forward, as he always did and stroke with his index finger and thumb over his well-shaven chin and stared into space, as if he was waiting for something.
Susan takes a breath, crossing her arms quietly. "There are merely some things I must do, i'm afraid I don't have a perfect reason for acting the way I do. I honestly shouldn't stay much longer anyways. Tell me Robert, is there anything that you require of me, while i'm still here? I cannot make any promises, however.. I don't like being in debt."
For a couple of seconds Kenji was quietly watching her expression. She sounded very convincing. Even though he still couldn't fully trust her, the words she said were quite enough to take her more seriously. His look thoughtfuly wandered onto the nature. How much could he trust to her? Perhaps giving her an information gathering mission would be too soon, however here would be a chanse to see if she is reliable or not. At least so it seemed at the moment.
"As you said, removing of a single person may not affect the situation significantly. And we might loose much more during this attempt, acting rushly will not bring a satisfactional result." he said, meeting her look again. "You may not realise the scale of the problem at full yet. Nomads aim for highest people of society..." he paused, expressing an unhappy smile as if he was about to say something shocking "... Some people in the Order suspect that your King himself may be under their control." With no more words Kenji attentively looked on Camille's face, trying to read her emotions.
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