Iron Clouds (Steampunk/Magic/War/Slave RP) (Open/Accepting)

[Smells-Like-A-Cookie]

"hmm that's understandable..." The king said, a bit of disappointment being heard in his voice "please...join me in my quarters" the man pushed Liam forward, he went up to Hector and the same "please, your name?" He asked as he moved them along.  

[lil_lollypop1]

"I'm honored that someone of your stature is interested in a low nobleman from the enemy nation such as myself. Please, just refer to me as Ander's ambassador." Hector replied, following along and trying not to make it obvious that she really didn't want to reveal her identity. She tried to make it seem more like she was one of the prince's throw away pieces.  

[Smells-Like-A-Cookie]

"please, I treat all guests as I hope they would treat me, with respect" he said as they entered his quarters, when Hector entered Liam closed the door behind them. The room was a dome, the ceiling adorned with a mural showcasing Norra's history.
The man took a seat at a small table centered perfectly in the room, he directed Hector to the seat opposite of him "Now please, what is your message Mr. Ambassador?"  

[lil_lollypop1]

Hector looked at the table and took a deep breath, looking as if he didn't want to say the message he was sent to say. "The King of Ander would like you to surrender. He knows that you have been making agreements under the table with Hannon, and Hannon has also given us similar offers. He is also aware that you are focusing on a secret project in Mithra, but he wanted to inform you that we have manufactured our trump card first. To prevent unnecessary bloodshed, he requests that you surrender, or he will have Lord Hector lead the the iron fleet to your capital."  

[Smells-Like-A-Cookie]

The man looked Hector dead in the eye, his glance could pierce glass. He clasped his hands together "I must say, it's very brave of you to come her, to my home and threaten me..." He picked up the glass that had been left on the table, he took a drink "tell me sir, what makes you so sure that we don't have our trump card ready? Are you 100% positive that we're not prepared for whatever you decide to throw at us?" The man stared Hector down as he kept naming the uncertainties "and tell me...Mr. Thunderbird, are you ready to lead your fleet to my doorstep?"  

[lil_lollypop1]

Hector folded her arms and let out a sigh. "Ok, lets get one thing strait. I didn't want to come here because I wanted to. The prince suddenly didn't "feel like it" after I beat him in a sword fight." She replied. "These are the King's threats, not mine. I'm just the messenger. Please do NOT confuse the two. And this is the nice version, free from all cussing and name calling. I'm serious. After delivering his letter to the King of Hannon, that is the last time I'm giving out royal letters before reading them first to see if they're diplomatically sound. That is all I have to say. I am done and I'm going home. Ok?"  

[Greedy Fat Cat]

Eternal_PrinceOfFire

"I see. Well then you may help with the paperwork as long as you do it correctly and don't screw it up. I hope I won't wind up having to do more work because of you" Victor said. He then let them into his office. "There is a table in the corner and you can grab a couple of stools to sit on" he said as he sorted through his papers to find some for the twins to work on. He then brought over the papers along with a couple of pens and ink. "Here are some reports that need to be done. They need to be documented on official paper" Victor explained. He would handle the forms as they required the signature of someone of a specific position.

[ Let's timeskip, Eternal? So we can be on the same time as everyone else?
And...Eureka...hmm...I have something in mind for her, but I'll have to introduce her later. Unless you want her to do something now, which is fine with me, totally. As for my soldier again, well, IDK 'bout that, so whatever for the time being. ]

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The twins submitted themselves to paperwork, not used to wielding anything other than weapons. Pens were another language to them, but they mentioned nothing of how foreign literature was to them. Being raised in a poor household, the two were never educated well when they were young. It was only when they were older that they obtained any real formal education. The two seated themselves and wrote. Svetlana, staying true to her character, was the better writer of the two.
After two hours, Luka had fallen asleep, and Svetlana quickly took his work load upon her own. She glanced to Vincent, but remained silent. He was the captain of this ship, and there were rumors that they were leaving their scouting position for something more. She didn't know where that would leave the two mercenaries, but she was prepared for anything.

 

[lil_lollypop1]

((It's a bunny! *glomps* ))  

[Smells-Like-A-Cookie]

"I was about to suggest you do the same..." He said and set his glass down "Liam, escort him out"

Liam immediately went up to Hector "it'd be best if you came with me" he said, almost forcing Hector out of the seat.  

[lil_lollypop1]

"Quite the forceful one, aren't you?" She replied with a slight, underlying seductive tone. It was enough to throw the king and prince through a loop, making them feel both strangely attracted and awkward, like a geeky love struck teenager. She looked up at the prince, her wild eyes shining like a beautiful dagger coated in blood. She then turned and looked at the king, her eyes half open like a geisha's glance. "Thank you very much for your time." She said with a slight sweetness before turning back to the prince. "Lead the way." She told the prince. Still, she knew chances were she was not going to be led back to the airship. In fact, she didn't plan on it. She was the King of Ander's favorite trump card, and she was in the enemies palm. The look on her face was of slight melancholy, but the air she gave it was one filled with a vague mystery that most men could not resist, even if she was perceived as male.  

[Smells-Like-A-Cookie]

The sour expression on the princes face was never changing, he led Hector through the palace trying to avoid any others. They finally exited the palace "do as you wish, but I warn you, however long you stay in Norra, there won't be a moment where we won't be watching you" with that Liam turned and walked away.

"damn..." Eviz said as he walked around the streets, he hated to admit it but he had lost his way...

[~haha ooh Hector, you so silly >.>]  

[lil_lollypop1]

"I actually got out alive and unharmed... and they've probably got a watch spell on me." She sighed. "I don't know if they're smart or stupid given my reputation." She muttered in thought. 'I avoided being thrown in jail, which means I can't steal the royal documents the king wants. John won't be getting back until tonight, so I suppose I'll investigate around Norra.' She thought. 'Still, I'll have to be on my toes.' She thought, passing by a few tall pillars as she walked towards the square. The street was lined with marble as a beautiful statue of a naked goddess gripped a vase that poured water into a fountain. The whole place seemed luxurious, like something out of a fairy tale. The land was beautiful, the streets were prosperous, there were slaves, but slaves were everywhere. Then again, Hector was one of the few visitors outside of Norra who knew why. There were no slums because people who couldn't afford the luxurious lifestyle that seemed common became slaves. "The price for beauty is such an ugly thing..." She muttered, looking at the statue.  

[Smells-Like-A-Cookie]

[~time for Eviz and Hector to have a 'run in' c:]

Eviz entered the town square, the area itself exceeding in beauty. Eviz couldn't help but stare at the statue. He was completely oblivious to the large number of slaves, and the trades that were going on around him.  

[lil_lollypop1]

((*nods* *nods* ))

Hector was silent as she walked around the square. The more beautiful things she saw, the more she was disgusted by Norra. She turned her head towards the slaves around her, and her eyes turned downcast. Considering how the royal family of Ander treats her, she often felt like she and they were not all that different. She began circling the statue, feeling a little sick and wanting to go home, when she suddenly passed by a familiar looking figure staring at the statue. She stopped and quickly turned towards him, realizing that it wasn't just her imagination. "What are you doing here!? You are supposed to be on the ship!"  

[Eternal_PrinceOfFire]

The Gunther ship that Victor was in headed to the border skirmish with Norra. Gunther had planned on attacking Hannon as well, but was waiting for Ander to give them some aid. For now they were just battling on the small border between Norra and Gunther.

The captain of the ship sent orders throughout the ship for everyone to get into position. Victor took his spot.