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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 1:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 5:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 5:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 6:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 7:00 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 7:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 7:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 8:19 pm
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(Yipes. It looks like somehow the max text box width got messed up, doesn't it?)
(OMFG. I just did some research of Medieval China and found out a Portuguese man was the first recorded non-Asian visitor. It was 1500s, but I'll stretch the truth a bit here. *pats Portuguese Hugo's head*)
Hugo Reis
Hong Kong, China. Hugo was in China. He'd already been sent along with other ambassadors and noblemen to many countries outside his own in Europe, but it was his first time in Asia. One of the dignitaries from Portugal had been asked to attend some sort of harvest festival. It was an opportunity to test some new political ties according to the Chinese ruling party: the "Ming dynasty," the dignitary called them. To help ensure Portugal's representative safe passage over the aquatic portions of his trip, Hugo had been sent along as well, blending in as a minor guard.
Everything here was so different. The people, the culture, the architecture, the food, the music: even the foliage and weather seemed to strike the teenager as unusual. The language was different, too; it seemed to be formed in short bursts of phrases and didn't roll off Hugo's tongue as well as any European ones he'd been taught. He knew some basics: a polite hello and goodbye, how to ask to find the Portuguese ambassador if he became separated, and other useful things, but he accent was blatant in all of them.
That part was what made Hugo most nervous. Originally, he'd considered China to be an excellent opportunity to flee. In such a peculiar country, the dignitary would have less sway to search for the missing guard, and he would not be familiar enough with the area to find his way very well. However, that meant that Hugo himself would stand out just as much. A clear outsider who more or less could not speak the language would have one tough time trying to survive here.
Still, though, Hugo kept his eyes and ears open for opportunities, though the dignitary would never know by looking at him.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 8:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 8:57 pm
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Aurore sat on barrel, watching as the island of Hong Kong came into view. As of now, she was to be the Royal Majesty's ambassador, a lady in the day and a warrior in the darkest shadows. Her eyes darted about, trying to soak in the architecture and surrounding landscapes. She sighed. This would be the first mission to China, and she wondered why the King even had an interest. Then again, she wondered why the King did anything. The Queen was obviously in charge.
Stop that, Aurore-Belle, she thought to herself. Je suis le creme de la creme....She took a deep breath. I am the envoy,the balance, the scales. Royal by day, deathly by night. It is the way of the chosen. I must keep the balance of my emotions if I am to finish this mission. She said a quick prayer, crossing her shoulders, and then went below to change into her lady's attire. |
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 9:08 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 11:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2012 1:04 am
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