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(( Hey guys! I finally logged into gaia after like.. 16 hours straight trying to set up a travel booth with I spent a lot of money on only to be dissed by the prof and given a low grade.
On that note, I'm trying to cool off instead of posting angry rants which this OOC comment is at the moment.
Anyway, Enjorlas from the Les Miserables movie helps me cool off tons. Gah~! He's too cute and I love his character! Wa-Wait... Recap..... He wears a red coat... Has red hair... Is charismatic... And leads a revolution........ ZIL~??!! D: Who told you you can cast in your own movie without me?!!!
So thar. Pissed off. Cooling off. Trying to get some sleep but can't because I'm too pissed off. But I'll see you all tomorrow morning, yes~? I hope so. I love you Eternal. I wuv you, Snuggs. I L-L-L-ove you, Lolly~ NIGHT! ))

Kyrell looked at Saiyu as though she were crazy and said to her, "Of course I do! What? Do you think I'm an old man or something? Cause if you are, I'm in a position to drop you" He joked towards the end.

Zil shoved Shadow off and held the piece of paper in front of her. "What's this?!", he asked in an angry and frustrated tone. It held the name and true background of a certain young foreign princess whom Zil loved more than he could any woman -- his adoptive daughter. On the bottom was written a location for perhaps a meeting place and a name. Whether that note was planted there by someone else no longer crossed Zil's mind. All he knew right now was rage that Shadow would try to sell his daughter's information, the anonymity that protected her frm prying eyes. If someone found out about this, all that planning to send Fanny away would have been all for nothing.

"N-No! Nothing like that, really" Monica said waving her hands to indicate that what Jian said was far from what was really happening. She had to admit, what he just said was so surprising, she found it a tad funny. "We found out about two spies but before they were caught, they took suicide pills. What's strange is that they seemed to be Diethelmians. Who they were working for though, we can't find out for sure." She looked a bit to the side before turning her gaze back at Jian, trying to look and sound as normal as possible. After all, she didn't want him asking about the Catharsis Plan.

((OOC: D'aww thanks, Snuggles. I'll keep that in mind >w> *labels a box with marker, "Zil's new home" ))

((Oh, no! snuggle got turned into glue! surprised ))


"Well, I doubt that the other countries believe these camps are benevolent. They, however don't feel like doing anything about it except for some foreign groups that write angry letters. Anyway, about the camps under threat from nature, we'd have to figure out our own. We could stage our own disaster, but foreign nations could simply check weather radars to see if said disaster actually happened. However, we could have a few mining 'accidents' if we need to and put the blame on the vigilant group, or on people that used to be part of the rebel organization" Damien said. He thought for a moment, then looked at Jay. "Or, were you thinking of something else when you meant 'permanent'?" he asked with a curious tone.

Saiyu fidgeted her face once again scarlet under the scrutinising glares of a few dignitaries’ that were sat around their table; those who had heard of the redhead ordeal sent her pity filled glances. Oh why did Kyrell have to draw attention to her like that, He could have just sat her in a corner of the hall and gone off to sit with his mother, leaving her unnoticed.

Shooting the former prince a weak glare from under her fringe Saiyu sank down into her seat, wishing the floor would open up and swallow her whole Maybe next time he suggested breakfast in bed she would listen to him or at least wait until she was sure most people had left the dining room.

Reaching forward Saiyu plucked a piece of toast off the table and slowly nibbled the edge. During her trip with Kyrell the messing around had pushed the sleeves of her uniform shirt back, showing the thick scar lines and burn marks that lined her arms. Attention fixed on her food Saiyu never noticed the increase of piteous looks.

A sly grin crawled across Jay’s face “when I say permanent sir I mean that maybe it’s time to start erasing the weaker parts of the food chain” he tapped his chin thoughtfully before looking at the leader “maybe it’s time that we started following through with a certain plan, for the mining accidents we could easily pin it on rogue factions wanting to harm the military but at the moment seeing as all eyes are on us that would be difficult, they may not be involved with the war directly but these people are smart enough to have other ways to get to us”
Pausing Jay looked back at the door, he was sure he heard talking again…was it his imagination?

With a slightly scowl he turned back to the leader “but the decision is yours” cautiously Jay fished in his pocket and bought out a few scraps of paper, leaning over he plonked them on Damien’s desk

“Those are some of the worse areas of the city and it comes as no great surprise that they are all Helmsherian slums” Etched onto the papers were rough sketches of parts of Deithelm and several red cross marks “there also places that it’s highly likely…’insurgents’ who posed a threat to the leaders life could be hiding, its not so imposable to think that a violent uprising started and had to be quelled but in their rage the rebels..or whats left of them, happened to take out many of the poor civilians in their eagerness for revenge"

((H..hay I'm not a race horse eternal! -hides behind Lollie- please tell aya she can't use me on her project!))

"Ah, you were thinking something similar. It's a good plan to start with. In any case, with these people out of the way this organization will have less to try and get on their side. Well then, I suppose we'll have to put this plan into motion. Of course, there's still the issue of keeping it concealed from the Chief General. At least for now. We'll have to keep him busy with the military" Damien said.

Zil almost had a spark of belief in him and he looked convinced for a second before shaking his head. "Then why is this here? No one goes here except you and me. Besides, how did you even know that?

"Precisely. We don't know for sure. But whether it's from inside or out, we should take it as a call to arms. After all, why must one spy except to know the movements of an enemy?" Monica said, looking quite worried and not looking him in the eye. After all, she did not want him to find out about Catharsis.

((OOC: Yeah. I highly doubt it =w= ))

Damien raised an eyebrow at the comment about Monica. He thought he had heard murmurs about her and Jian, but he wasn't sure. He then was interested in what Jay was saying about maybe getting rid of some other groups as well. "I'd like to spill the least amount of 'pure' blood as possible. Those who have come across as unpatriotic have been placed in various labour and concentration camps. Are you saying we comb through these camps? Elaborate a little more on what you're thinking" Damien ordered.

(( Right here ))