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Post by Lupus on Aug 22, 2016 19:51:06 GMT -8
The plane lands in a field outside New Camelot Castle.... It was more a Bastion Fortification if anything. A City surrounded by Stone walls and Circular. Snipers on turrets guard the wall perimeter making sure no one unsanctioned gets close. The Walls look like they should. Cobble mixed with Modern Concrete. This is truly the 16th rennovation. Alex runs ahead of the group "I must take my leave, Roy. I have to touch base with The Badger about what was done in my absense." Elizabeth held onto Roy Close. Whooping and cheers can be heard by women as she does so, along with a few groans of disappointment. Mordred trails to the back. Gwen,Uther, and Lupus have not been this close together since Lupus left at 16. Only 2 were sad to hear of Koll's sacrifice. Raven was between them. Morgan was still on the plane, honking at Jason to wake up. General Pelegrimm stood at the gate " Master Lupus!!! Have you returned to us?" Lupus looks at Pelegrimm and holds back the urge to punch out his goddamn teeth "Only here for the weekend. On my way to the Marianne Wing with my brother and sisters. If thats alright with you..." Pelegrimm leaps put of the way and lets Lupus pass. He walks up to the Main Castle. He knows Jason will have some time to himself with his Mordred before the festivities and just lets go.
Merlin stood with Mordred abd Mordred looks at what just transpired "Im going to go to my room. Send Roy up in 2 hours and make sure Lackland is with him. This will not stand. I also might want to see Jason when he wakes up. Give him the Tour. That sort of thing. And ready the Games to start after the funeral mass . this is a weekend to remember Pete and Kollyvander. Then. Its time to teach my sons a lesson"
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Post by DekuNut on Aug 22, 2016 21:56:21 GMT -8
It takes about 10 minutes (or 5 seconds, depending on who you ask) before Jason finally opens his eyes, "We're here then?"
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Post by Lupus on Aug 22, 2016 22:32:05 GMT -8
"Yes, love. we're here. You Know Mordred. He wants to see you. show you around. he has this museum with all these trophies.. like a replica Excalibur and this other sword, Valinor.... I can not remember for the life of me the story behind that sword" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Pendragon kids enters The Marianne Wing, the part of the Castle where they grew up as kids. Dad's chair by the Fire, trophies on the Wall, spanning all 4 of them, and a portrait of their Mother, Marianne Mauve-Pendragon, The She-Wolf. Her swords hung in a display case along with her Robes, a Vibrant Purple with Wolf Fur Fringe. Gwen did not know her mother well. she died when she was Young, Lupus and Uther knew her though, and bowed their head in respect as they sat in their domicile. Gwen still on her iPad, Uther thinking about Brian and how he wasn't there. Raven sat at the Table, holding onto Koll's Arm, the one he left on the Table before he went away. "So... we're home. for an Order Funeral... It Begins" Lupus goes to his room, and to his Dresser, he pulls out the Military Uniform he said he'd never wear again. He knew his mother's love would only protect him so far, and Pelegrimm being afraid of him was what might have set his father on the warpath. "Uther. How many friends do I still have here??" " Hard to say.. Lizzy still thinks of you as a friend, but Roy..well he wants you dead. thinks you even being here is a shame. I'll go talk to him" Uther left for the Courtyard to go see if he can go speak to Roy, leaving Gwen and Lupus alone with Raven Gwen looks up " I sure hope that Temp they hired to guard the Door will be okay. I am not overly fond of Warlock guarding the Doors while Lux keeps the chair warm" Gwen goes into her room and gets on her cell phone. laughing can be heard from her room. Raven looksed at Lupus " He was my light, Brother. He was what I wanted to wake up to every morning" "Raven. we both lost a Brother. but you also lost a lover. I can only say my condolences and say you can always stay with me" " really? you'd still take me in?" " yeah. me and Jay have this Coffee business idea, and we can always have a night scene, because who wants a muffin at 3am? I know I would"
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Post by DekuNut on Aug 22, 2016 23:24:38 GMT -8
Jay stands up and brushes himself off, "Well then, lead the way my dear," he offers her his arm.
Roy is entering his residence. It's nice being home... despite his love for going out on missions, it always felt good coming back. He slumped down on his chair. He was alone - Lizzy had gone back to her place as well. Their homes up here were still separate - separated by a wall, that is. He didn't feel like they'd stay separated for long. She'd push it if nothing else - not that he'd complain.
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Post by Lupus on Aug 22, 2016 23:43:55 GMT -8
Morgan takes his arm as they head for The Arthur Wing of the Castle. Mordred's Room is full of Mementos from the 1500 years of his earth, including 19 Gold Roman Eagles on a shelf, and Trinkets from all his children on shelves, whether it be Dolls, Photos, sketches and such. he sits by the fireplace with a Glass of Whiskey " you share my pain... can't get drunk either."
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Post by DekuNut on Aug 22, 2016 23:48:55 GMT -8
Jason nods, "Good thing we've grown accustomed to the taste," he grabs and fills two more glasses and fills them up, "Nice place you have here."
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Post by Lupus on Aug 22, 2016 23:59:51 GMT -8
"Always. i'm here maybe 6 or 7 days a year, and every time I am, it's paperwork this and sanction that. Gwen does most of it, but some stuff needs to be approved by me and me alone.... you know the Worst thing about this world? I donate Billions of Dollars to Starving Children, women and children seeking solace from monsters, and to the medical field to irradicate HIV and Cancer, but those Charities keep about 70% of the profits to keep the lights on.. unlike those People that talk about the Carpenter. they talk and get paid for it. you see their mansions? their trophy wives? The Charities pay them to talk about them, but I bet not even a penny of their offering goes into anything worthwhile. I bring this up because this is your first Time Here, and I don't want you thinking we are a cult. we are a Militia. spanning back to... well you know the tagline and the business pitch, Roadrunner. How are things? I know you want to see the Museum.. see Actual treasures, preserved and appreciated?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There is a Knock at Roy's Door. the knock is rather cheery
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Post by DekuNut on Aug 23, 2016 0:35:59 GMT -8
"Dude," Jay takes a seat, "You know that I know what the ONC is about, Mor. And I'd be glad to take the full tour, when you're in the mood," he takes a drink.
"Come on in!" Roy calls, not wanting to stand up.
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Post by Lupus on Aug 23, 2016 0:52:06 GMT -8
In walks the Bear, General Mason Hughes ' Oh My God I ran here when I heard the News. you and Elizabeth Chambers an item? I mean seriously, Son, she's been gunning for you forever. she begged me to give her the task as your assistant. and now you two are finally dating. you have to tell your old man all the Details, if only your Mother were here to see you now, almost a Colonel, may be happening in a few Months!! =^w^= ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ " It's Fine, Jason... it's just.. well Roy and Lupus got in an argument on the plane over the armrest, and...let's do this" Mordred hops up, and wraps his arm around Jason's shoulder "Let's go to that museum"
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Post by DekuNut on Aug 23, 2016 22:02:44 GMT -8
Roy smiles, "Nice to see you old man," he gestures to the second chair nearby, "Take a seat?"
Jason nods. He understands - Mordred hates it when Lupus shows agression towards members of The Order - particularly someone like Roy, who was himself a pretty high ranking and promising agent. "Lead the way."
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Post by Lupus on Aug 23, 2016 22:37:52 GMT -8
The Bear sits in the chair and looks to his son " you didnt hear this from me, but M is retiring soon. Hes going to need everyone he can to keep things together while he takes a decade or two off. Your job is to lead your men... I have a Time-sensitive mission. Just got handed it by Merlin himself...says to open it during the games" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mordred leads Jason to a Room full of Arthurian Memorbilia " this is the Arthurian collection. The only collection of arthurian artifacts. Over there is originak bluepribts of Camelot Castle over at Salisbury Hill in England. Here we have the Original Round Table, abd on the wall, the Shields and crests of all the Knights of the Round Table" Mordred looks at a glass case with a Purple shawl in it " i don't think i have to tell you what this is"
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Post by DekuNut on Aug 24, 2016 16:04:42 GMT -8
Jason looks at the case and simply nods, "Leave it to you to be the foremost Arthurian scholar in the world."
Roy takes the paperwork, his eyebrows furrowed, "And when he takes off, who do we think the crown will go to? Vulpes?"
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Post by Lupus on Aug 24, 2016 18:13:15 GMT -8
Mason looks at his son "I think we both know better....The Games will begin, you open your envelope. And you follow the instructions to the letter. Do this and your promotion is secured" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Why would i not be. My mom is one of the main characters, hell I am one of the main Characters. Uncle Lance and my stepmother went to france to get it on, i kept the throne warm and people say i usurped, Dad shows up talking shit, i run with about 500 men to Camlann. Me and Dad duel. It was a draw, and Now Dad is dead and buried on an island surrounded by a lake... You know the tale... Still. Also Question: i heard on the news about a Blue Speedster
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Post by DekuNut on Aug 24, 2016 20:07:19 GMT -8
"Ah yes," Jay says, "Been meaning to talk about him. New guy on the block. Not sure where he got his powers. He's in good hands now though - I left him with the same guy who trained me. Had to chase him all the way to Paradiso though," he'd thought about it earlier, and he'd decided to not mention his dad until he knew exactly what was happening.
Roy nods and pockets the envelope solemnly, "Thank you father."
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Post by Lupus on Aug 24, 2016 21:48:10 GMT -8
Mason stands up, salutes, then goes next door, giddy sounds can be heard as well as the song Laid by James.
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"ah, Paradiso, the place all the movie stars live. anyways that seems like a good fit with The Spirit.. Santiago has never been my town, but I do dealings with Tartaros Corp. anyways. I have been thinking, and I'm going to Retire... The Games are my last thing as King for a while... I know how things might end, just Watch over him, alright?"
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Post by DekuNut on Aug 24, 2016 21:56:33 GMT -8
Jason nods and gives the Immortal King of Camelot a friendly hug, "I'll take care of all of em. You know me," he steps back, "And if not, she might kill me," he gestures back in Morgan's direction
Roy looks down at the envelope again. His name is written in fancy calligraphy on the top, and he smells hints of calogne on it - Mordred's brand. This wasn't a mission to be taken lightly
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Post by Lupus on Aug 24, 2016 22:34:17 GMT -8
Mordred laughs and holds his friend "Yeah. don't want what happened to your Uncle to happen to you, Roadrunner" Mordred laughs as he goes back to his room
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alex does boring construction stuff, but gets an envelope as well
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Post by DekuNut on Aug 27, 2016 23:48:24 GMT -8
Jason nods, following Mordred back. Something's about to go down, and he isn't sure what exactly it is. With Mordred, it could be anything.
Roy stands up and pockets the envelope. He has things to do. He takes out his phone and sends a quick text to Lizzy Got something important to talk about. Come over when my dad leaves ~R
Next, he sends a text to the rest of his team. Meaning the twins and Alex. Liz & I are back in Dublin. Conference call noon tomorrow ~R
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Post by Lupus on Aug 28, 2016 0:20:59 GMT -8
Alex burts in Roys house " YOU WANTED TO SEE ME?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mordred sits in his chair and looks into the fire. Then he picks up the phone and dials a number "Yes, My Liege" " I need to speak to Flamingo. Tell him it's time" In 5 minutes, an ONC with a pencil mustache and pink robes with a tape measurer arrives " what seems to be the trouble, Sir?" "Its been about 300 years since I've actually been active... I need a more modern look" Flamingo grabs the measurements and then bows before returning with Black Fabric and a team of other ONC Armorers. They snip and cut and hours later, they have done it. Flamingo looks at his handiwork " you look marvelous sir if i do say so myself"
"Do this is The ONC Standard? Simple Cotton Poly Mail weave? Feels light and it's bulletproof? And the Leather Waistbelt? Has 15 slots? And a spot for my sheath? How thoughtful. And this scarf goes around my lower face? How Bushido! Now Theres one last thing to complete the look... Youll be paid tommorow in full. Thank you, Flamingo" Flamingo bows and leaves as Mordred walks down to his Throne and moves it behind to reveal a staircase that leads to his inner sanctuary. In the middle ofthis circular room was a stone cut into a cube and stuck within it was a Sword. Mordred put both his hands upon the hilt and rhe sword wretched from the stone and shone with a brilliance never seen before. Mordred sheathes the sword and fastens it to his side. Along with a Tonto made of the same material, stashed at the small of his back. Mordred went up the stairs to his Throne and took the silver Laurel from upon its side and donned it upon his head. He then called Morgan "What is it, my son?" "I want hair...kind of like the boys..." Morgan massages his scalp and his hair grows long and black. Morgan french braids his hair and then places the Laurel on his head " am I to conclude it's Time?" "Yes. It is"
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Post by DekuNut on Aug 28, 2016 23:28:43 GMT -8
Roy sighs, "I said tomo-" he stops for a second, "Actually, I think telling you early would be quite helpful. Sit, my friend," he gestures to the chair recently vacated by his father. Once both had taken their seats, Roy slowly retrieves the envelope from his breast pocket and passes it quietly to the architect.
Jason looks at the finished product and nods in approval, "Looking good. Like the new style," he cracks his knuckles, "Want me to gather the people?"
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