Good point, edited the plan to include this. But I think it is not actually a mark with the Dragon-Blooded, as the descriptions concerning DB anima effects seem to say that they get just their elemental aura at varying levels of intensity. No Caste-Marks on their brow. It will probably cause Lelouch's cape to dramatically flap in the wind at this level according to my hazy estimate based on what I get from those same descriptions.
Also, I just realized a funny thing: What kind of confusion will the Assumption of Mu cause to those in the supernatural-know when they try to put together the hints that they see? Because according to the Charm description, they can't actually fail and come to the most obvious wrong conclusion, that being that Zero is a Dragon-Blooded.
Meanwhile, in Heaven....
Sidereal1: ...I don't think he is a Solar pretending to be a Dragon-Blooded. Too obvious.
Sidereal2: Not an Lunar either. Their elders wouldn't take such a public position and would also smack down any young foolish upstart if they tried to.
Sidereal3: Probably not a God-Blooded either. Again, too bold. Also, why can't any of our on-site assets come up with any accurate reports on how powerful he is?
Sidereal1: Maybe he is an some shapeshifting Second or Third Circle demon? No, wait, the reports from the spies say that all of them are currently accounted for, can't be any of them.
Sidereal2: Possibly a deep cover agent of one our dear Goldie brothers and sisters? A god? But that doesn't make any sense considering the current situation...
Sidereal3: How about...
Or does the power of Ebon Dragon's lie cover this confusion underneath, and give everybody an easy answer (even if it isn't true)?
Good point, edited the plan to include this. But I think it is not actually a mark with the Dragon-Blooded, as the descriptions concerning DB anima effects seem to say that they get just their elemental aura at varying levels of intensity. No Caste-Marks on their brow. It will probably cause Lelouch's cape to dramatically flap in the wind at this level according to my hazy estimate based on what I get from those same descriptions.
Also, I just realized a funny thing: What kind of confusion will the Assumption of Mu cause to those in the supernatural-know when they try to put together the hints that they see? Because according to the Charm description, they can't actually fail and come to the most obvious wrong conclusion, that being that Zero is a Dragon-Blooded.
Meanwhile, in Heaven....
Sidereal1: ...I don't think he is a Solar pretending to be a Dragon-Blooded. Too obvious.
Sidereal2: Not an Lunar either. Their elders wouldn't take such a public position and would also smack down any young foolish upstart if they tried to.
Sidereal3: Probably not a God-Blooded either. Again, too bold. Also, why can't any of our on-site assets come up with any accurate reports on how powerful he is?
Sidereal1: Maybe he is an some shapeshifting Second or Third Circle demon? No, wait, the reports from the spies say that are all currently accounted for, can't be any of them.
Sidereal2: Possibly a deep cover agent of one our dear Goldie brothers and sisters? A god? But that doesn't make any sense considering the current situation...
Sidereal3: How about...
Or does the power of Ebon Dragon's lie cover this confusion underneath, and give everybody an easy answer (even if it isn't true)?
I can't believe I forgot about that Charm. Yeah, Assumption of Mu will make it even less likely someone will be able to figure out what the hell Zero is.
Roll should be Manipulation + Performance due to speech. Appearance enhancement from MDL should enhance emotion effect from MDL, which should reduce the Difficulty of the roll most likely.
I can't really see an inspirational speech like that being a Manipulation roll. Sure, its somewhat manipulational, with only in the way of trying to deliberatively trigger certain responses in people. But it doesn't make sense that a character with a Charisma 1 and Legendary Manipulation 6 is utterly crap when trying to inspire people in a cause he believes in, but becomes a beacon which around people gather when he preaches on something he doesn't believe in. No, I think that someone like that would be like Varys from the GoT, not good at whipping up a frenzy in the crowd by his voice and sheer presence alone, but a whisper playing on a person's desires and fears in the right place and the right time is enough for getting people moving according to his plans, most of the time at least.
Besides, doesn't Lelouch actually believe most of what he is saying in this speech?
Unfortunately, Lelouch's Charisma is one lower than his Manipulation, so we lose a one die from the pool, dropping the attribute+ability to 8 dice from 9. Which also means that we can't use more motes to get more dice by an Excellency past what your original plan has. But luckily, while I was writing this post, I also realized that we have this merit:
"I don't wish to fight, but this world is corrupt and broken, and so I must! The wicked may revel in their oppression of the powerless, but we shall be there to fight them! We shall defeat them at every turn! Those with power, fear us! Those without, seek us!" you declare boldly, encouraging others to join your rebellion. "This world shall know justice, for we are the Black Knights!"
Seems to make it pretty applicable. This would give us according to my incredible math skills a total pool of 18 dice after the First Excellency, their effectiveness boosted further by the additional use of Charms in your plan.
Speaking of dice pools, what do you think about including a "Rousing Public Speech" Performance -Speciality (or something similiar to that) to the next XP spending plan? We would likely be using that a lot.
Uh, Enjou? I just noticed something I had missed before in your write-in:
I can't really see an inspirational speech like that being a Manipulation roll. Sure, its somewhat manipulational, with only in the way of trying to deliberatively trigger certain responses in people. But it doesn't make sense that a character with a Charisma 1 and Legendary Manipulation 6 is utterly crap when trying to inspire people in a cause he believes in, but becomes a beacon which around people gather when he preaches on something he doesn't believe in. No, I think that someone like that would be like Varys from the GoT, not good at whipping up a frenzy in the crowd by his voice and sheer presence alone, but a whisper playing on a person's desires and fears in the right place and the right time is enough for getting people moving according to his plans, most of the time at least.
Besides, doesn't Lelouch actually believe most of what he is saying in this speech?
Unfortunately, Lelouch's Charisma is one lower than his Manipulation, so we lose a one die from the pool, dropping the attribute+ability to 8 dice from 9. Which also means that we can't use more motes to get more dice by an Excellency past what your original plan has. But luckily, while I was writing this post, I also realized that we have this merit:
This is one of those debates of "what does Charisma do vs Manipulation, and when is something one or the other" - fortunately I believe the Deceiver's Stone effectively lets us use whichever value is higher, rendering it largely moot. @Alexander89 could clarify on the matter.
And your altered canon speech:
Seems to make it pretty applicable. This would give us according to my incredible math skills a total pool of 18 dice after the First Excellency, their effectiveness boosted further by the additional use of Charms in your plan.
Speaking of dice pools, what do you think about including a "Rousing Public Speech" Performance -Speciality (or something similiar to that) to the next XP spending plan? We would likely be using that a lot.
This is one of those debates of "what does Charisma do vs Manipulation, and when is something one or the other" - fortunately I believe the Deceiver's Stone effectively lets us use whichever value is higher, rendering it largely moot. @Alexander89 could clarify on the matter.
Oh yeah, it did that too. So best case scenario, 19 dice in the pool? Actually, if that is the case, I think we could spend one more mote for the First Excellency if we want, and without raising the anima display past the first level. Speaking of which, @Alexander89, the first level of DB Air Aspect anima we are going to display because of the ESM isn't obviously supernatural to every that can see it, right? Though even if it were, most of the non-awakened Essence people will just probably dismiss it after the scene as a peculiarly dramatic wind afterwards, as their minds seek to explain it with mundane causes.
This is one of those debates of "what does Charisma do vs Manipulation, and when is something one or the other" - fortunately I believe the Deceiver's Stone effectively lets us use whichever value is higher, rendering it largely moot. @Alexander89 could clarify on the matter.
...And the more I think about it, if the Deceiver's Stone allows us to treat this as deceptive Manipulation roll, would it mean that this Merit would also be applied?
Which makes a total of 21 dice. And with the stunt pumped to the maximum, 24 dice. Which will roll successes starting from six. With Appearance of five dots backing this. And the effective MDV penalty caused by our fabulousness applied to attempts to resist our social attack doubled. And the fascination effect of Beutiful In My Way applied to at least those physically present.
I'm actually bit scared about how effective this will be, considering what Zero's speech caused in the canon. One thing is pretty sure though: we will not be ignored after this.
And more things. I think its pretty clear that this stunt resonates with Lelouch's Motivation:
Motivation: To create a peaceful world from the ashes of Britannia
And if Alexander accepts it does, this means that the stunt is raised by one level, which means that might not even lose anything from our stunt pool reserves.
Oh yeah, it did that too. So best case scenario, 19 dice in the pool? Actually, if that is the case, I think we could spend one more mote for the First Excellency if we want, and without raising the anima display past the first level. Speaking of which, @Alexander89, the first level of DB Air Aspect anima we are going to display because of the ESM isn't obviously supernatural to every that can see it, right? Though even if it were, most of the non-awakened Essence people will just probably dismiss it after the scene as a peculiarly dramatic wind afterwards, as their minds seek to explain it with mundane causes.
Nah, if it's just 1-2 motes it isn't supernatural unless one use essence sight. Air begins to move around your body, that's all. It could even be used as a stunt.
...And the more I think about it, if the Deceiver's Stone allows us to treat this as deceptive Manipulation roll, would it mean that this Merit would also be applied?
Which makes a total of 21 dice. And with the stunt pumped to the maximum, 24 dice. Which will roll successes starting from six. With Appearance of five dots backing this. And the effective MDV penalty caused by our fabulousness applied to attempts to resist our social attack doubled. And the fascination effect of Beutiful In My Way applied to at least those physically present.
I'm actually bit scared about how effective this will be, considering what Zero's speech caused in the canon. One thing is pretty sure though: we will not be ignored after this.
And more things. I think its pretty clear that this stunt resonates with Lelouch's Motivation:
And if Alexander accepts it does, this means that the stunt is raised by one level, which means that might not even lose anything from our stunt pool reserves.
Okay, so there was an omake I was working on that has been stalled at about 90% completion for about....uh....nearly this whole year so far? Anyway, writer's block had been building up on it continually, to the point I now can't even look at my word document without wincing. Would anyone be interested in volunteering to help me finish it? It really is very close to completion, and I'm thinking a fresh pair of eyes not hindered by my personal mental hamstringing might be able to wrap it up pretty easily.
Okay, so there was an omake I was working on that has been stalled at about 90% completion for about....uh....nearly this whole year so far? Anyway, writer's block had been building up on it continually, to the point I now can't even look at my word document without wincing. Would anyone be interested in volunteering to help me finish it? It really is very close to completion, and I'm thinking a fresh pair of eyes not hindered by my personal mental hamstringing might be able to wrap it up pretty easily.
I had an idea for making Courier Ulysses from Fallout: New Vegas as a Zenith for this quest, with him as a native of one of the Earth that was Creation's many Wyld Zones, who found his way into the "real" world after Exalting and went on a years-long pilgrimage of exploration, and returned to find that the "gods" (raksha) of his homeland had wiped the land clean, exterminated his people and all he'd ever known because they'd tired of their previous game and decided to start a new one.
Unfortunately, I know myself well enough to realize that there's no way I could do Ulysses' voice justice. Hence, I'm going to put the word out here in case there's somebody here who thinks they can help.
... Well, I seem to have settled into a steady rhythm of one omake every three months, so here's another!
This one's actually a two-parter; trying to put it all together in one post would have made for at least 3000 words, and I'm still nailing down some details on the part after this one. Please, enjoy.
As the second of the two armed men who'd been waiting in his apartment began to crumple, a lawn dart embedded in the back of each eye socket, Jun was already heading for the door.
He'd moved districts, changed his face, even settled for a job with a moving business in case the Britannians were keeping an eye on the art scene. How the hell had the Wyld Hunt tracked him down? If- no, when he got out of this (think positive, Jun!), that creepy fuck Hallden was going to get an earful over this. He glided through the halls of his soon-to-be former apartment building like a ghost, eyes already shivering and twisting into those of a cat for the improved night vision. Jun even debated over whether to go for better legs, too, but all he had for that was deer, and the hooves would make a decidedly unstealthy racket against the neighborhood's mostly-paved streets.
Jun dithered for a moment as he neared the back door of the building. Wait – having guys on the exits is basically Movie Villain 101, right? He spent precious seconds dithering over whether he should risk it, until suddenly an idea hit him – one of the spooky wizard tricks Hallden had taught him might work for this. Sure, he'd only been shown how to use it for long-distance melee so far, but eyes were just another body part, right? Right.
Quietly hoping this wouldn't end with his eyeballs splattered across "the Beyond" (why the pretentious name?), Jun still flinched at the sudden, indescribable sensation above his nose, followed by relief as he suddenly got a split-second glimpse of the dingy alley behind the apartment building, which was mercifully free of armed thugs in body armor.
Alright, the back way's clear; time to book it. Unfortunately, as he peeked around the corner to check for ambushers waiting at the alley's mouth, a sudden squirming in the back of his skull and a supernaturally swift backstep were all that saved him from a crossbow bolt spearing his left eye and continuing on out the back of his head.
Back way's not clear. Shit!
Immediately, he started pulling up the essence of a turtle egg he'd eaten way back on a dare, using the thick shell it would have grown to toughen his own skin, even as his muscles started to tingle with feline grace. No way a normal shooter could spot me and get a shot off that fast. Guess it's time to meet my first Dragonblood. Hopefully, it would be a very brief meeting, with Jun begging off to go somewhere very, very far away.
Shit shit shit... No, no, stop panicking and think positive.
Okay. Hallden fed me a shitload of animals, so which one can get me out of this? The sparrow's no good – even if I just turn into one and try to fly out, Supersniper out there can probably still nail me. Could try turning into a mouse and hiding, but I don't know this area from a mouse's-eye view, and they'll probably swarm the alley with goons if I don't come out, so I'd just be cornered and balls-deep in Britannian assholes.
Wait, the gecko! Seeing a possible out, Jun did his best to remember what the view from his apartment's roof was like – he'd figured out a trick that could let him just relive one of times he'd gone up there to get baked, but that would eat into his spiritual gas tank, and he'd already burned like, a third of that between dealing with those two assassins in his room, doing the Whisper-Gate(?) Technique to peek at the alley, and not getting a hole punched through his skull. Still, he was fairly sure the building he was resting his back was Telsin's Tea and Coffee, which had a nice triangle-shaped roof he could hide behind while –
Then there was a second crossbow bolt flying at the young New Moon's midsection, making an impossible 270-degree turn to hit him, and Jun barely avoided being spitted with another burst of silver-tinged speed. Still, he could feel moonlight start to shine through his bandanna as the tiny expenditure of energy that had cost him pushed the lunar eclipse mark on his forehead into full luminescence.
Now that his opponent had proved capable of curving the goddamn bullet, Jun decided to stop standing around and immediately took to the walls, quickly sprouting up even more gripping hairs from every inch of his skin in a desperate effort to climb just that little bit faster. If it turned out he was climbing the wrong building, it wouldn't be much worse than waiting for another impossible trick shot coming around the corner of the alley mouth.
As he heaved himself up onto the faux-ceramic roof tiles of TT&C, Jun discovered there was one possible downside he hadn't considered. There could be a man in military gear up there, already pulling the trigger on his assault rifle even as Jun registered his presence. In a moment of sheer panic, he seized on the most powerful defensive measure he had, and the ensuing hail of bullets crumpled and slid off as silvery chitin suddenly burst upward from beneath their target's skin.
In the adrenaline-soaked fury of the moment, Jun didn't even fully register that he'd ruined all hope of sneaking away into the night, that in shielding himself, he'd drawn too deeply from his inner reservoir and now his entire body was glowing like a five-foot lamp. He was too busy sending his attacker sailing off the rooftop with a flurry of inelegant, sloppy punches that nevertheless seethed with the unnatural energies of the Beyond.
As Jun watched the man fly out into open air (only to land back-first against the lip of a dumpster on the far side of the street below, the sharp impact snapping his spine like a plywood board) a voice spoke from a few yards behind him and to the left. "What now, o friend of murderers?"
The speaker stood at the rooftop's summit with both arms folded behind their back, looking down on him with the air of a judge passing sentence. How did they get up here so fast without me – Dragonblood. FUCK. Jun immediately started trying to figure out if he could make it to the next rooftop with one jump, and whether or not it would be possible to improve his odds by switching out his current legs for a frog's without her realizing his plan and immediately jumping him.
Wait, what about her plan! I've got this!
A moment's hesitation, a brief push of Essence, and suddenly-
NeVER stoP MakInG ThEm PAY!
Jun barely kept himself from flinching as he absorbed the shape of his enemy's soul – he'd never exactly enjoyed pushing another person's beliefs into his own head, but this...
This woman was defined by a single goal – hurt the Silver Pact, hurt everyone who'd ever dared render them aid or succor, never stop making them pay. Even with as limited a breadth of experience with the Other-Mimicking Thoughts technique as Jun had, he had to believe this was the mind of somebody who was singularly, remarkably dedicated and focused on their lone goal, beyond all temperance and reason. Just feeling their hate second-hand was enough to set Jun's guts boiling.
… He could work with this. He felt decades older, he'd probably have nightmares about this for the rest of his days, but he could work with this.
After all, a person wearing metaphorical blinders is more easily led.
"What am I going to do now? I'm going to help you hurt the Silver Pact, in exchange for my life."
The words spilled from Jun's tongue like poisoned honey, carried to his enemy's mind by the grace of Luna herself – the technique Hallden had dubbed the "Viper-in-Nest Stratagem". This was the first time he'd ever used it for its intended purpose of ensnaring an enemy's will, but-
When she suddenly drew a pistol and started firing, Jun was able to throw up a protective layer of silvered chitin (ignoring as he did so how the effort sent the ever-changing painted canvas of his anima spiraling across the sky), but not even the sudden warning throb in the back of his skull, or the answering surge of inhumanly swift evasion, saved him from the fusillade of bullets and crossbow bolts that erupted from the buildings behind her. All he consciously perceived was that suddenly, he was falling, and there seemed to be nothing he could do about it.
For a dozen precious heartbeats, the young Lunar simply lay on the rooftop, staring up at the soaring vista of contrasted colors and evolving shapes being written on the night sky above him. Hallden had always been so dismissive of anima banners – they were a liability, they were just the spiritual equivalent of exhaust coming out of an engine, they made stealth impossible – but Jun felt that they were the most underappreciated blessing that Luna had offered her Chosen: the chance to see your own soul, to show it to others.
He coughed, and then there was something warm and wet on his lips and chin. It took another seven heartbeats before Jun realized the connection between that fact and the coppery taste in his mouth.
Above, the delicate patterns of his anima were beginning to vanish, overwritten by a shimmering vista of deep, earthy yellows and grey-browns that brought visions of Wheat Fields (a set of van Gogh paintings that his second girlfriend had always liked) to the fore of Jun's fading consciousness.
By the time its effects started to corrode his flesh into fragile white clay, Jun had already slipped into unconsciousness, and he felt no pain as body was crushed and disintegrated beneath the weight of his enemy's soul.
Please, let me know what you think, everyone - I understand my scribblings are no substitute for a proper quest update, but I'm actually kind of proud that I've managed to maintain a semi-regular update pace. Sure, once every three months is kind of crap, but it's better than I've managed in the past.
Perception+Awareness:
+1 Automatic Success. Total Successes: 4
Manipulation + Performance:
...17 Successes. Let it be a testament to the fact that SV and Lelouch Lamperouge is a very scary combination.
[X] Find the VIP
[X] Altered Canon Speech
In a few seconds you'll be online, but you don't want to waste them heedlessly, as you already have a speech ready. Instead, you scan the crowd of hostages being loaded to lifeboats with eyes that are not hindered even by absolute darkness, and that can see far more than just the dross 'material' world of calcified Essence. But in this case, you are mostly looking for those mundane yet oh-so important clues, anomalous behavior among the now mostly hopeful crowd being lead to the lifeboats, or faces that you might recognize.
Hidden by your mask, your eyes flash green once as you spot someone suspicious.
A flash of...pink?
Worthless, your powers tell you. A clear sign of unenlightened mortality, yet as you turn back to the camera you are grateful for the mask, as it hides the shock and incredulity on your face.
Euphemia. It's her, without a doubt: aged as she may be, you would recognize that face, that hair, those eyes everywhere.
"Do you know her Boss?"
'...She is my half-sister. One of the few members of the royal family I was truly close to.' No wonder Clovis didn't dare retaliate: despite his faults you know he truly cares for family, and like you Euphemia was very dear to him. Also, Cornelia would make him wish he was dead if something happened to Euphy under his jurisdiction. 'Later.'
With almost inhuman will you shove the mess of emotions seeing Euphy again created to the back of your mind just at the light turns green and the live begins. "Britannians. There's no need to panic: the hostages that were being held in the hotel have all been saved. I shall return them to you." You begin with a reassuring tone. You have given instructions to Nathan to switch to shots of the lifeboats with the hostages, in order to give legitimacy to your words.
Suddenly, the boat lights illuminate your comrades at your sides, but you stay partially cloaked in darkness to maintain your air of mystery and uniqueness. Normally it would be a bad move, theatrically speaking of course, but you have partaken in the essence of the Primordial Darkness and your glory shines now just as greatly as those under the most heavenly light. "People of the world! Fear us, or seek us! We, the Order of the Black Knights, are allies of all those who hold no weapons! Be they Japanese, Britannians or any other nation!"
That's right: they are Japanese, not a demeaning number. You will scourge yourself of that rotten culture you once called homeland and remade it anew. So Oramus will. So you will.
And so it shall be.
"The Japanese Liberation Front used cowardly tactics: they took Britannian civilians as hostages and were preparing to kill them in cold blood. It was a meaningless action. Thus, we have punished them."
Those words are not going to endear you to the rest of the JLF, but they are not possible allies: merely future pawns. Soon Kaguya will have the Six Houses under her control, and then you and her can begin to discard the useless parts and keep the worthwhile ones.
"Marquess Anson was the same: he used innocents who had no weapons to defend themselves for his vain and senseless experiments. We could not allow these cruel acts to stand! Thus, we punished him!"
How fortunate that human experiments are one of the few things that even Britannian culture does not condone, at least openly. Only you killing Clovis for the massacre at Shinjuku could have been better, but the idiot is way more useful as an unwilling asset.
"I don't wish to fight, to kill. But this world is corrupt and broken, and so I must! The wicked may revel in their oppression of the powerless, but we shall be there to fight them! We shall defeat them at every turn!"
And so shall a seed be planted inside those watching you this moment. So shall your manifesto spread and take roots within the hearts of those sympathetic to your cause. No, this is your proclamation of war against Britannia and Heaven!
A subtle one of course. That would catch the wrong type of attention entirely too early.
"Those with power, fear us!" You spread your left arm, letting your cape flap. "Those without, seek us!" Spreading your right arm you declare boldly, encouraging others to join your rebellion. "This world shall know justice, for we are the Black Knights!"
{====}
When your speech ended the still hidden Black Knights tossed the barrels of artificial mist into the lake, creating a smoke screen that allowed your boat to slide away unseen and unobstructed. False messages to the stationed soldiers do the rest, and everyone is able to disembark safely and quickly slip away into the night, leaving the Britannian army empty-handed.
"To an operation done splendidly." You raise a glass. "The first of many. Cheers."
"CHEERS!" The others reply. You decided that the occasion deserved a small celebration, and with Leila being busy writing a report it's only you and the other Infernals. Minus Milly of course
"Man! I only wish I could be there and crack some skulls too!" Akio pouts and that's exactly why you didn't include him. "Not that I was eager to save the ass of some Britannian noble."
"Me too." Nadir adds. "However, I trust Zero that it was necessary."
"Verily." You reply after a small sip of vine. "It was too good of an occasion to not take advantage of it. But rest assured: some were small fishes not worth considering, and for the rest..." You grin. "Their time will come, and in a very fitting way. That day you can-rather, I insist you be on the front seat."
"Oooh, it sounds devious." Rakshata comments. "So much for the whole knights of justice."
"Whatever you may mean?" You reply with a knowing grin that elicits a general round of laughs.
"With Zero's speech at the end recruitment is going to skyrocket." Yelena points out. "If you need help with the organization..."
"Thank you, that would be most helpful." Kaguya smiles.
Yes, things could only get better from now on.
{====}
September 20th
"I know this may sound sudden, but let me introduce a few new arrivals." The man begins. "First, Ashford's new physic professor: miss Rakshata Mann."
"Heey." She lazily replies. "I don't expect you to work hard, or work at all. Just do as I say without questions, and everyone will be happy."
You are such a fool!
"T-Thank you. Next , our new students: from the homeland, Nathan Coulter."
"...Hi." He slowly reply, not looking anyone in the eyes.
"From the EU, as part of a special program: Leila Glais and Akito Inoshishi."
"A pleasure to meet you. I hope we will get along." Leila performs a polite bow, while Akito just stay silent, staring ahead with a deadpan glare.
"And, finally, though not in our year we have-"
"Hello everyone!" Kaguya waves her hand, winking cutely. "My name is Kaguya Sumeragi! Head of the Sumeragi family and one of Area Eleven's official representative for the mining and refinement of Sakuradite. Nice to meet you!"
You facepalm, closing your eyes and counting to ten before peeking between your fingers. They're still there, it wasn't a nightmare.
Suzaku is gaping like a fish out of water. "K-K-Kaguya?!?" He finally splutters.
"Oh! Hello cousin, it's been so long since we saw each other." Kaguya smiles sweetly. "Our family will be overjoyed at the news: they have searched for you for sooo long."
Judging from Suzaku's quickly paling face, it isn't a meeting he is looking forward to.
+4 Xp for spreading the cause of the Black Knights over all the world
+5 Xp for completing the Scene
+2 Xp for rolling so good, reality weeped while Oramus and EB twirled their mustaches
+6 Xp for active participation
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In case you forgot:
In-Training:
Dexterity 4 (10 days left) (7 Xp not yet paid)
Intelligence (7 XP not yet paid, 24 days left)
Fourth-Soul Devil Domain (9 XP not yet paid, 2 days left)
Nemesis Self Imagined Anew (Ebon Dragon - 8 XP, 2 Days)
Impossible Dragon Constitution (Oramus, 8 XP, 2 Days)
Flesh of Horrible Hallucinations (Oramus, 8 XP, 2 Days)
Living Paradox (Oramus, 8 XP, 3 Days)
By Pain Reforged (Malfeas, 10 XP, 4 Days)
Scar-Writ Saga Shield (Malfeas, 10 XP, 4 Days)
Preposterous Molding of Zero (Oramus, 8 XP, 2 Days)
Worthless, your powers tell you. A clear sign of unenlightened mortality, yet as you turn back to the camera you are grateful for the mask, as it hides the shock and incredulity on your face.
Euphemia. It's her, without a doubt: aged as they may be, you would recognize that face, those hair, those eyes everywhere.
"Oh! Hello cousin, it's been so long since we saw each other." Kaguya smiles sweetly. "Our family will be overjoyed at the news: they have searched for you for sooo long."
Judging from Suzaku's quickly paling face, it isn't a meeting he is looking forward.
Even an abyssal can't manage such potent necromancy!
But in all seriousness, Euphy being a mortal is legit terrifying. That means she could (almost certainly will) become a Celestial Exalted, and that means either Glorious Solar Bullshit social-fu capable of wrecking Lelouch and our organization, an awesome potential recruit (a bit of a stretch), or- for maximum narrative tension she becomes our Lunar Mate.
That means she could (almost certainly will) become a Celestial Exalted, and that means either Glorious Solar Bullshit capable of wrecking Lelouch, an awesome potential recruit (a bit of a stretch), or- for maximum narrative tension she becomes our Lunar Mate.
