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Flandre's Quest (Touhou) World - (Madness Quest)
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Admirals' Meeting
Entropy Judge
Recurring Bouts of Misanthropy
Midget Crowbel took the key from her pocket and slid it into the door. The lounge wasn't particularly special, and it wasn't even restricted to the three of them. They'd simply only had three of the keys made and each had kept one. But anyone could make a key and use the lounge if they wanted … it was just that no one had, and over the decades the small room with its archaic, physically-locked door had become known as the private lounge of the three admirals. Some of the rumors she'd heard had made her shake her head, others had made her chuckle, and all of them had made her wonder if the people telling them had realized that the room was just as susceptible to monitoring from Security as any other room in Headquarters.
She sighed as she entered a dimly-lit room. "First one here again, Largo. Don't you ever do any work around here?" A deep voice chuckled as the still-muscular, thick-bearded man leaned forward over the table.
"Hah! Unlike you two, my position is strictly honorary. I don't actually have to do anything!" Midget snorted at Largo Kiel's defense and sat down at one of the three chairs around the table. The man was just as powerful as he had been all those years ago - and just as gentle, too.
"Bah. Why do we keep an old dinosaur like you around, anyway? And where is Leone? Still working?" Largo nodded and took a long drink from his heavy glass. Midget shook her head, both at their compatriot's dedication to his work and at her current companion's always-inscrutable choice of beverages.
"Yep. Helping to make sure no angle is left unexamined and that both sides get the information. That's our Judicial Advisor. And what have you been up to?" He winked at her, but she simply shook her head again.
"I think it had better wait until he gets here. I'm afraid I'll be increasing his workload." She waved off the quizzical glance she got in turn and put her head in an impromptu pillow formed by her arms. Over the past few years in particular, she was always tired, aching, or both …. She hadn't been there more than a minute or so when the quiet click of the latch sounded, however, and she sat up. She smiled back at the pale, almost washed-out man who entered - Leone Phils, the third of the three 'Legendary Admirals'. He smiled wanly and took his seat.
"I hope I have not kept you waiting." As always, his voice was quiet and polite, matching his appearance - as Largo's gruff voice matched his burly frame. Midget's voice was often kindly, but when she was being firm it barked forcefully, making her seem much larger than she really was.
"Not at all, Leone. I hope your work isn't being too demanding." He shook his head at her and gave her a friendly smile.
"Not for me, no. Of course, I seem to remember all those little things so much better than anyone else, so maybe it is just me." Midget and Largo chuckled at his little joke - Leone wasn't quite the warrior Largo was, but his encyclopedic knowledge of legal matters made him a very effective Judicial Advisor.
"Well, I'm afraid you're probably going to get a lot busier pretty soon. You remember that unknown group that was attacking the Sankt Church? Well, the actual attackers have been caught and a team's being readied to go after the main culprit." Her mouth twisted in disgust. "He's using a clone of Alicia Testarossa as his attack dog," she said, then told them about the operation. Leone sighed.
"Well, thank you for the warning, but I don't think it will be all that much trouble sorting through the case. You, on the other hand, are probably going to have a headache soon." Midget raised an eyebrow and scowled as Leone smiled. "That reporter - Korosh Manta - is back. He found out about Flandre Scarlet's return and involvement in the pirate case, and I believe he is still interested in learning more about her. You are probably going to hear from him soon." Midget snorted and rolled her eyes.
"I'm tempted to let him have his interview. If he's as annoying to her as he is to me, she'll probably do us a favor and pull his teeth out one by one." Largo tittered.
"Is he really that bad? And would she really do that?" She gave him a look.
"I certainly hope so - she's enamored with violent means and prefers to get things done and out of the way so she can get on with more important matters." Leone cocked his head and gave her an eerie smile.
"Has she charmed you as well?" She snorted.
"Not a chance," she said harshly, then sighed at her comrades' surprise at her vehemence. "… I've been thinking about Captain Grangeitz. His clone replacement, I should say. Have you looked at his medical file? He's healthier now than he's ever been. He was literally dying when he was working for Jail; cellular degeneration and a number of more mundane health problems. They're all gone, now, without issue - even the corruption in his Linker Core has been fixed! And I'm … I'm tired of waking up every day with creaky, aching joints and pain that never goes away. So I'd like to keep on her good side, if possible, even if it's only to get some relief from the pain of getting older." She waved off the concern on her comrades' faces. "Oh, don't look like that. Even without their little performance I wouldn't be interested in living forever. I just want to not hurt." She glowered at them until they gave up. Largo sighed.
"So you think you can get on her good side by forcing her into an interview with a pushy, nosy, irritating reporter?" Midget smiled toothily.
"Oh, of course not! But that girl - she doesn't crave respect, but if she isn't respected the way she ought to be, she gets annoyed. And if she can show herself on a major news network and get her perspective spread, then people will know her and who she is. And if the reporter is pushy, nosy, and irritating, she may well maim him - which would, of course, be an awful thing, but would make people fear her. And there's only a fine line between fear and respect." Leone frowned thoughtfully, but Largo continued to watch her concernedly.
"And you aren't worried about the Bureau having a madwoman openly on its staff?" She shrugged.
"If we spin it as 'easily angered' and 'overly retributive,' it's just as accurate. And as long as Enforcer Harlaown is there to moderate her behavior, it'll be fine. We just have to show that she is leashed and under control."
"Appears to be," Leone corrected quietly, and Midget turned up one hand in a gesture of acceptance. "So should I pass the reporter along to your office?"
"May as well. He may not get his interview, anyway; I have to agree to it, and then she has to agree to it. And I'm not a perfect read of character." Largo chuckled and shook his head, glad that he wasn't involved in the matter. "… Well, that's done with. What should we have for lunch?"
She sighed as she entered a dimly-lit room. "First one here again, Largo. Don't you ever do any work around here?" A deep voice chuckled as the still-muscular, thick-bearded man leaned forward over the table.
"Hah! Unlike you two, my position is strictly honorary. I don't actually have to do anything!" Midget snorted at Largo Kiel's defense and sat down at one of the three chairs around the table. The man was just as powerful as he had been all those years ago - and just as gentle, too.
"Bah. Why do we keep an old dinosaur like you around, anyway? And where is Leone? Still working?" Largo nodded and took a long drink from his heavy glass. Midget shook her head, both at their compatriot's dedication to his work and at her current companion's always-inscrutable choice of beverages.
"Yep. Helping to make sure no angle is left unexamined and that both sides get the information. That's our Judicial Advisor. And what have you been up to?" He winked at her, but she simply shook her head again.
"I think it had better wait until he gets here. I'm afraid I'll be increasing his workload." She waved off the quizzical glance she got in turn and put her head in an impromptu pillow formed by her arms. Over the past few years in particular, she was always tired, aching, or both …. She hadn't been there more than a minute or so when the quiet click of the latch sounded, however, and she sat up. She smiled back at the pale, almost washed-out man who entered - Leone Phils, the third of the three 'Legendary Admirals'. He smiled wanly and took his seat.
"I hope I have not kept you waiting." As always, his voice was quiet and polite, matching his appearance - as Largo's gruff voice matched his burly frame. Midget's voice was often kindly, but when she was being firm it barked forcefully, making her seem much larger than she really was.
"Not at all, Leone. I hope your work isn't being too demanding." He shook his head at her and gave her a friendly smile.
"Not for me, no. Of course, I seem to remember all those little things so much better than anyone else, so maybe it is just me." Midget and Largo chuckled at his little joke - Leone wasn't quite the warrior Largo was, but his encyclopedic knowledge of legal matters made him a very effective Judicial Advisor.
"Well, I'm afraid you're probably going to get a lot busier pretty soon. You remember that unknown group that was attacking the Sankt Church? Well, the actual attackers have been caught and a team's being readied to go after the main culprit." Her mouth twisted in disgust. "He's using a clone of Alicia Testarossa as his attack dog," she said, then told them about the operation. Leone sighed.
"Well, thank you for the warning, but I don't think it will be all that much trouble sorting through the case. You, on the other hand, are probably going to have a headache soon." Midget raised an eyebrow and scowled as Leone smiled. "That reporter - Korosh Manta - is back. He found out about Flandre Scarlet's return and involvement in the pirate case, and I believe he is still interested in learning more about her. You are probably going to hear from him soon." Midget snorted and rolled her eyes.
"I'm tempted to let him have his interview. If he's as annoying to her as he is to me, she'll probably do us a favor and pull his teeth out one by one." Largo tittered.
"Is he really that bad? And would she really do that?" She gave him a look.
"I certainly hope so - she's enamored with violent means and prefers to get things done and out of the way so she can get on with more important matters." Leone cocked his head and gave her an eerie smile.
"Has she charmed you as well?" She snorted.
"Not a chance," she said harshly, then sighed at her comrades' surprise at her vehemence. "… I've been thinking about Captain Grangeitz. His clone replacement, I should say. Have you looked at his medical file? He's healthier now than he's ever been. He was literally dying when he was working for Jail; cellular degeneration and a number of more mundane health problems. They're all gone, now, without issue - even the corruption in his Linker Core has been fixed! And I'm … I'm tired of waking up every day with creaky, aching joints and pain that never goes away. So I'd like to keep on her good side, if possible, even if it's only to get some relief from the pain of getting older." She waved off the concern on her comrades' faces. "Oh, don't look like that. Even without their little performance I wouldn't be interested in living forever. I just want to not hurt." She glowered at them until they gave up. Largo sighed.
"So you think you can get on her good side by forcing her into an interview with a pushy, nosy, irritating reporter?" Midget smiled toothily.
"Oh, of course not! But that girl - she doesn't crave respect, but if she isn't respected the way she ought to be, she gets annoyed. And if she can show herself on a major news network and get her perspective spread, then people will know her and who she is. And if the reporter is pushy, nosy, and irritating, she may well maim him - which would, of course, be an awful thing, but would make people fear her. And there's only a fine line between fear and respect." Leone frowned thoughtfully, but Largo continued to watch her concernedly.
"And you aren't worried about the Bureau having a madwoman openly on its staff?" She shrugged.
"If we spin it as 'easily angered' and 'overly retributive,' it's just as accurate. And as long as Enforcer Harlaown is there to moderate her behavior, it'll be fine. We just have to show that she is leashed and under control."
"Appears to be," Leone corrected quietly, and Midget turned up one hand in a gesture of acceptance. "So should I pass the reporter along to your office?"
"May as well. He may not get his interview, anyway; I have to agree to it, and then she has to agree to it. And I'm not a perfect read of character." Largo chuckled and shook his head, glad that he wasn't involved in the matter. "… Well, that's done with. What should we have for lunch?"
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Did they not get the memo of "massive collateral damage"?
Massive collateral damage will only happen when Flan is so angry that she loses her cool. And Flan now is mature more mentally at controlling her emotions. In Flan recent mission, Flan had shown she can control the amount of damages she can cause. Still can be a lot, but compare when to Flan is angry and just want to smash things up, its nothing really. And the bureau had learned how to better handle Flan now. Respect her and Flan will respect you back and out of courtesy will obey the bureau rules.
SolipsistSerpent
Endlessly Devouring
Man, I forgot that the TSAB is organizationally interested in justice but the people running things can be ruthless. "Maybe Flandre will enjoy maiming a reporter."
I imagine maiming a reporter is prominent in the fantasies of politicians.
But Flan is also more likely to catch on that its deliberate now.
It likely Flan is aware and had catch on that bureau is aware on how to handle her now. And it seems Flan is fine with it as long as the bureau is respecting her and does not try to deliberately try hinder her. All the measure that had taken with her so far are actually quite reasonable and it something from I understands Flan respect them for.
SolipsistSerpent
Endlessly Devouring
I wonder what the Bureau would have to offer the Scarlet Sisters to get a few members of its upper brass healed? Obviously said upper brass is wondering that too, but I don't know what they really have to offer.... that they wouldn't already be offering for fear of horrible wrath or as part of this trade deal thing Remilia's proposed, I mean.
Favorable treatment for Lutecia? TSAB ordered Vita-Flandre vacations? They're already giving Flandre a free device and maintenance for it, so they can't bribe her with Loki.
Favorable treatment for Lutecia? TSAB ordered Vita-Flandre vacations? They're already giving Flandre a free device and maintenance for it, so they can't bribe her with Loki.
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[x] Head back to Long Arch.
- [x] Tell Erio and Caro what happened before you leave.
Leave emotional support to family.
- [x] Tell Erio and Caro what happened before you leave.
Leave emotional support to family.
Which is to say that if Flan finds out the reporter was deliberately sicced on her to get rid of him...well it depends on her mood at the time, since as youkai, she's MEANT to be a cautionary tale, but she also dislikes being used as a tool.
If they hid the fact they were deliberately using her to get rid of the reporter, I can see the Flan blow up on them. However, if they told Flan about why they want to used her to get rid of the reporter, before meeting him, I can see Flan anger a bit by their action but she won't blow up on them. She can understand it a political moves and why they did it. In fact I can see they will tell her about it and maybe convince Flan to go along with it so they can have a win-win situation for both the bureau and Flan herself. Of course Flan she likely will try to make sure she gets the bigger end of the deal.
Entropy Judge
Recurring Bouts of Misanthropy
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Now i wanna see how much stress Fate would have with us looking over her shoulder hehehehe
Staying with Fate
Entropy Judge
Recurring Bouts of Misanthropy
[X] Stay with Fate.
As she is right now, Fate doesn't look capable of doing anything, really, and everyone else here - except Ginga - is either family or something similar. So unless this building is completely empty right now, that means there's the possibility of people bothering Fate, and anyone trying to deal with them is going to be someone taken away from Fate for at least a short time. You look back at Ginga and shake your head. "We'll stay here for a little. Out of the way, of course." Your eyes slide over the children. Erio frowns at you, but Caro is still staring at Fate - and you finally notice that her little dragon is missing. Or at least not hanging around within arm's reach.
"What … what happened?" Caro finally looks at you, worry plain on her face. You tilt your head slightly, not sure how much you should tell them, and she and Erio both start getting angry when you delay your response. Ginga clears her throat, drawing your attention, and you look at her before walking a bit farther away from Fate.
"Unless it's something you've been ordered to keep quiet about, we're going to find out anyway, Flandre." Right, Crowbel did say something about this getting a bit of publicity, didn't she? You shrug and nod, then glance at Satsuki. She hunches her shoulders defensively, but you shake your head and smile at her before turning back to the others.
"It's not, and from what I was told, it's probably going to be in the news quite a lot once everything is in place. Hmm … well, what I think has her most upset is that she can't go finish the mission herself. We were sent out to stop an unknown group from attacking Church properties, and it turned out that one of the attackers was a clone of hers. Or another clone of the same person, I guess." Caro's eyes widen, but Erio stiffens and clenches his jaw. You cock your head and look at him - it's difficult to tell whether he's angry at you or at whoever was ordering the attacks. "She was taken into custody, but Fate was specifically told that she couldn't go after the mastermind and had to come back here, which is why she's so upset." Erio relaxes and looks down at his feet, meaning he probably was angry at you, but Caro turns toward Fate, and a few moments later she tugs at Erio's sleeve.
"Come on!" The boy is almost pulled off his feet as the girl rushes toward Fate. Admiral Harlaown waves briefly at you before turning back to her family. You keep watching until Erio reaches Fate and he and Caro half-drape themselves over her shoulders, then shrug and walk a bit farther away. Ginga follows you, sucking in her breath when your clones quietly slip out and dart for the exits.
"They're just going to keep watch and discourage anyone from bothering Fate. Unless we should make sure the cars are close enough?" She glances back at the huddled group and shakes her head.
"Admiral Harlaown knows what she's doing, and she knows Fate very well. They'll leave when she's ready." Your clones in position, like animated gargoyles perched well above the lighted streets, you take a seat on one of a row of chairs against the wall. Satsuki sits as well, after a few seconds of agitated looking about, but Ginga continues standing. "… I'm a bit surprised that Fate decided to come back now instead of finishing the paperwork and interviewing the prisoner. Or was that something she was ordered to do, too?" You shrug.
"Possibly. On the other hand, that girl is dying; on her own, I don't think she'd live more than a few days. So maybe Fate doesn't want to bother her, and doesn't remember the other prisoner." Ginga goes very still and you shake your head. "I didn't do anything, at least nothing like that. Admiral Crowbel said that the clone was subjected to both abuse and torture for years, and she rather looked like it." Ginga's eyes somehow widen even more, and Satsuki swallows and hugs herself. It seems she's still very empathetic, even toward strangers. You'll have to train her out of that, at least a little bit. It'll probably help with her willingness to fight, too. After a few more seconds, Ginga sits down next to you.
Fate finally rises from her huddle and starts walking more-or-less steadily toward the exit before she realizes you're still here and nearly stumbles. Alph glares at you from outside her line of sight, but you shrug it off and fly forward to meet her. "F-Flandre …." She doesn't look as terrible as you expected, given how long she was crying and wailing, but she's obviously not feeling too well, and you nod a greeting.
"I was staying to make sure no one bothered you and to make sure you got out without any problems." She smiles brokenly, and after several attempts to respond Admiral Harlaown puts a hand on her shoulder.
"Thank you for your support, Flandre. Fate will be taking tomorrow off, and the day after that she'll spend the morning on other duties, so you won't see her for a couple days. Have a good night." You curtsy, and Fate manages to nod her head before allowing herself to be led away. You watch them leave, making sure your clones are available in case anyone tries to ambush them - but they make it to a car, pile almost everyone into the back with Fate, and drive off. You dismiss your clones and look at Ginga as she walks up to you.
"So, back to Long Arch?"
What do you do?
[ ] Head back to Long Arch.
- [ ] Teach Satsuki.
- [ ] See what they have for more mundane entertainment.
[ ] Other?
As she is right now, Fate doesn't look capable of doing anything, really, and everyone else here - except Ginga - is either family or something similar. So unless this building is completely empty right now, that means there's the possibility of people bothering Fate, and anyone trying to deal with them is going to be someone taken away from Fate for at least a short time. You look back at Ginga and shake your head. "We'll stay here for a little. Out of the way, of course." Your eyes slide over the children. Erio frowns at you, but Caro is still staring at Fate - and you finally notice that her little dragon is missing. Or at least not hanging around within arm's reach.
"What … what happened?" Caro finally looks at you, worry plain on her face. You tilt your head slightly, not sure how much you should tell them, and she and Erio both start getting angry when you delay your response. Ginga clears her throat, drawing your attention, and you look at her before walking a bit farther away from Fate.
"Unless it's something you've been ordered to keep quiet about, we're going to find out anyway, Flandre." Right, Crowbel did say something about this getting a bit of publicity, didn't she? You shrug and nod, then glance at Satsuki. She hunches her shoulders defensively, but you shake your head and smile at her before turning back to the others.
"It's not, and from what I was told, it's probably going to be in the news quite a lot once everything is in place. Hmm … well, what I think has her most upset is that she can't go finish the mission herself. We were sent out to stop an unknown group from attacking Church properties, and it turned out that one of the attackers was a clone of hers. Or another clone of the same person, I guess." Caro's eyes widen, but Erio stiffens and clenches his jaw. You cock your head and look at him - it's difficult to tell whether he's angry at you or at whoever was ordering the attacks. "She was taken into custody, but Fate was specifically told that she couldn't go after the mastermind and had to come back here, which is why she's so upset." Erio relaxes and looks down at his feet, meaning he probably was angry at you, but Caro turns toward Fate, and a few moments later she tugs at Erio's sleeve.
"Come on!" The boy is almost pulled off his feet as the girl rushes toward Fate. Admiral Harlaown waves briefly at you before turning back to her family. You keep watching until Erio reaches Fate and he and Caro half-drape themselves over her shoulders, then shrug and walk a bit farther away. Ginga follows you, sucking in her breath when your clones quietly slip out and dart for the exits.
"They're just going to keep watch and discourage anyone from bothering Fate. Unless we should make sure the cars are close enough?" She glances back at the huddled group and shakes her head.
"Admiral Harlaown knows what she's doing, and she knows Fate very well. They'll leave when she's ready." Your clones in position, like animated gargoyles perched well above the lighted streets, you take a seat on one of a row of chairs against the wall. Satsuki sits as well, after a few seconds of agitated looking about, but Ginga continues standing. "… I'm a bit surprised that Fate decided to come back now instead of finishing the paperwork and interviewing the prisoner. Or was that something she was ordered to do, too?" You shrug.
"Possibly. On the other hand, that girl is dying; on her own, I don't think she'd live more than a few days. So maybe Fate doesn't want to bother her, and doesn't remember the other prisoner." Ginga goes very still and you shake your head. "I didn't do anything, at least nothing like that. Admiral Crowbel said that the clone was subjected to both abuse and torture for years, and she rather looked like it." Ginga's eyes somehow widen even more, and Satsuki swallows and hugs herself. It seems she's still very empathetic, even toward strangers. You'll have to train her out of that, at least a little bit. It'll probably help with her willingness to fight, too. After a few more seconds, Ginga sits down next to you.
Fate finally rises from her huddle and starts walking more-or-less steadily toward the exit before she realizes you're still here and nearly stumbles. Alph glares at you from outside her line of sight, but you shrug it off and fly forward to meet her. "F-Flandre …." She doesn't look as terrible as you expected, given how long she was crying and wailing, but she's obviously not feeling too well, and you nod a greeting.
"I was staying to make sure no one bothered you and to make sure you got out without any problems." She smiles brokenly, and after several attempts to respond Admiral Harlaown puts a hand on her shoulder.
"Thank you for your support, Flandre. Fate will be taking tomorrow off, and the day after that she'll spend the morning on other duties, so you won't see her for a couple days. Have a good night." You curtsy, and Fate manages to nod her head before allowing herself to be led away. You watch them leave, making sure your clones are available in case anyone tries to ambush them - but they make it to a car, pile almost everyone into the back with Fate, and drive off. You dismiss your clones and look at Ginga as she walks up to you.
"So, back to Long Arch?"
What do you do?
[ ] Head back to Long Arch.
- [ ] Teach Satsuki.
- [ ] See what they have for more mundane entertainment.
[ ] Other?
[] Replace Loki, fixing it is a chore
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[X] Head back to Long Arch.
- [X] Check if the others Numbers back at Long Arch are awake and are available or not, if they are and not yet asleep, deliver Sein message to them.
- [X] If they are unavailable, then teach Satsuki.
@Entropy Judge, a question. The "bomb' type spellcard, are they the activating type that required the user to pump mana into them to use them like regular spellcard or they are the storage type that can be fill up with mana beforehand like the cartridge system and store it so the card can be activated without being needed to fed with the user mana during a battle?
- [X] Check if the others Numbers back at Long Arch are awake and are available or not, if they are and not yet asleep, deliver Sein message to them.
- [X] If they are unavailable, then teach Satsuki.
@Entropy Judge, a question. The "bomb' type spellcard, are they the activating type that required the user to pump mana into them to use them like regular spellcard or they are the storage type that can be fill up with mana beforehand like the cartridge system and store it so the card can be activated without being needed to fed with the user mana during a battle?
Entropy Judge
Recurring Bouts of Misanthropy
Literally not possible.
The bombs that Flan made have a store of mana, but need a (minute) amount to activate. Normal Spell Cards require a constant input of mana.
A Wise Hermit
Well, Sometimes.
Nah mate, want to see what happens when it fully matures. It did say that it was starting to become like a unison device, so this means that soon Flandre might gain a new
Considering the fact that its a Belkan device, Just like Satsuki is our soon to be Sakuya, Unison Youkai will become our Meiling!
Motile Mollusc
Bitten by a radioactive were-tilde
- Location
- Here
[x] Head back to Long Arch.
- [x] See what they have for more mundane entertainment.
- [x] See what they have for more mundane entertainment.
[x] See what they have for more mundane entertainment.
-[x] Outside of LA
-[x] Outside of LA
Sinsystems
Patron Librarian
[x] Head back to Long Arch.
- [x] See what they have for more mundane entertainment.
- [x] See what they have for more mundane entertainment.