Yu-Gi-Oh Arcadia [PG-13/IC/Started/Not Accepting/Arc 1: Sayer's Checkmate]

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“Good,” Director Whitehale smiled, “Herr Schroder please take us to La Fourniture please. I believe you’ll like it Lord SHINE it’s a quaint little French bistro, and out of the way so not many people dine there. Yes, very nice and quiet.” The last part was said to comfort himself more than to assure SHINE.

 

~10 minutes later~

 

The limo pulled into La Fourniture, and Director Whitehale and Lord SHINE disembarked. As they walked in a tall waiter with a pencil tooth mustache greeted them seating the two towards the back of the bistro.

 

“I will be right back to take your orders, sirs” the waiter said handing them two menus before scuttling off to the kitchen.

 

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Meanwhile Schroder pulled around to the back of the bistro, and parked the limo to wait for the two men. Getting out of the car Schroder scuttled to the back of the limo to his secret stash of cigarettes.

 

Popping the trunk he frowned finding a little girl in there, “Vhat you are not my cigarettes?” Processing the stowaway for a moment he picked her by her collar showing more strength than a man of his physique and age should have. Schroder studied Hisami for a moment then placed her down, “Vait here,” Schroder said scuttling around to the front of the limo Schroder shuffled through the glove box until her found what he was looking for.

 

Shuffling back around to the back of the limo Schroder pulled out a lollypop and handed to Hisami patting her on the head, “You vill get going now little vone. You must have some friends to play vith, no?” The lollypops were usually for the director’s daughter, despite her being older than Hisami, but Schroder had a soft spot in his heart for children… except impetuous loud mouth ones.  

 

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“Wow… that’s one hell of a story,” Chalise muttered, “Look at us it seems were all sob stories.” Chalise laughed bitterly at this, how awful this world could be. The one thing she could bond with others over was the fact that they’d had parents who’d treated them like the dirt under their feet too. 

[Love of Ghibli]

Sub par peasants, subpar service, sub par oxygen, subpar existence, and most likely subpar food. It is like SHINE was being assaulted with mediocrity on all fronts. How can people be this pathetic? Nevertheless this must be one of his duties of leadership...slumming with commoners. He didn't really say anything as he was escorted to some french restaurant where he was undoubtedly going to lose minutes off his life. Though this was a somewhat opportune time to talk about the purpose of his stay here in Neo Domino City.

Well why we wait here I was wondering if you could tell me about this. Lord SHINE pulls out a tablet of sorts and it shows videos of the two Earthbound Immortals that attacked the Arcadia movements headquaters way back in the past.

[Kingdom Xathers]

Marzell huffed out a sigh. "Human mother, Orc... "father"," replied the half-orc, uttering the last word with a hint of disdain. To tell the truth, Marzell wasn't sure if the man who forced himself on his mother that fateful night could even be considered a "father"... even if he did literally lose his head after the deed was done. Of course, he wasn't about to tell this to the woman before him. It was a bit of a sore spot for him, after all.

"Anyways," Marzell continued after a brief silence, motioning to Maiya to have a seat with him at one of the cafe's tables while ignoring the stares from the customers he had frightened earlier, "what's this about these, uh... Psychics that you are looking into? And what do you think any of it has to do with me? I mean, not that I'm accuse you of accusing me of anything, of course...."

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Director Whitehale internally grimaced at the tablet, but replied to SHINE all same, “Well those my friend are known as Earthbound Immortals, specifically Earthbound Immortal Ccarayhua, the lizard, and Earthbound Immortal Aslla Piscu, the bird.”

 

The director inwardly wondered how he could somehow divert or end the conversation without looking suspicious. “Well I can only tell you a small amount, as most of this incident is private information that has yet to be released into the public. What I can tell you though is that 70 years ago a cult known as the Dark Signers attack the city with these monsters, who are nearly invincible, but were defeated by a few very influential people in our cities’ history;  Yusei Fudo, Akiza Izinski, Jack Atlas, Crow Hogan, and finally Luna and Leo Morris. Should you wish to know more I’m sure a local library will have information on the six duelists I mentioned, and as for the immortals they are stored in the CD, or Card Database, which can be found on any internet accessible device.”

 

To indicate the conversation was over Director Whitehale looked back down at his menu scanning over the food items. In his head though the director cursed the boy’s inquisitiveness, he had learned that the Immortals were related to him. How ironic that the very being the director was trying to escape from was taking control of nearly every aspect of his life.

 

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Sayer smiled, “Well there is a pleasant little café in downtown Neo-Domino that I’m sure will suit our needs then afterword we can search for your friend. I’ll meet you out front.” Patting Sam on the back Sayer walked in the opposite direction him heading towards the garage of the Arcadia Movement.

 

Pulling the car out to the front of the building Sayer scowled Manos and Monos had been gone too long to raid an orphanage. Something must have gone wrong by now, afterword he would swing down there to see what exactly was holding them. 

[Kingdom Xathers]

"Ah. Right, ffen," Samuel replied as Davian went for the garage. "I shan't take long, meself," he added as he strode to his own "room", removing his overcoat along the way.

Once inside his six-foot-by-8-foot abode, Samuel began removing the rest of his upper bodyware, approaching the (even smaller) cupboard next to the foot of his cot where he then hung his shirts (these were his nice clothes, after all. Wouldn't want them to get wrinkled in some hamper). Speaking of hamper, that was where Sam then reached for, looking for his more casual activeware: a crimson red vest with torn-off sleeves and gold trim, and a similar pair of slacks. It didn't take him long to find them, but he suddenly froze upon finding something else. There was a large spot on his best, shades darker than the rest of the red, and it seemed to spread over the gold trim as well. It was also... damp, like the spot, a stain, was still partly fresh.

A smear appeared on Sam's palm after touching this stain. Red. A red smear... and it smelled of iron.

Hastily, Sam threw his vest back into the hamper, his breathing becoming shallow as his limbs started shaking. "No... no, it didn't 'appen, Sam," he uttered to himself, backing up against the wall with his hands cradling his head. "Nuffink 'appened, yer... yer didn't... Gods...! Struth!" Without warning, Sam smacked the back of his head against the wall. It didn't hurt him, somehow... and yet the tiny jolt seemed to have done the trick, as his panic attack soon subsided. His heavy breaths soon became steady.

"... right. Nuffink 'appened," Samuel uttered calmly, once again reassuring himself. "Well, can't keep our Leader waitin', ffen." Samuel then grabbed another top from his cupboard, a sleeveless hoodie with a similar design to the vest he had tossed aside, and hastily pulled it over his head as he headed out of his room and toward the front of the building, again being sure not to make contact with the other young Psychics. He had, however, made sure to stop at a nearly restroom first, to wash the smear off of his hands and face....

[TotalObelisk]

Maiya raised an eyebrow at the creature's answer taking note of his tone of voice, it obviously didn't seem to envoke any happy memories within him so Maiya decided to drop the line of enquiry for the time being. Instead she followed him over to one of the tables and sat down opposite him, ignoring the stares a large, overmuscled green man and a woman in old feudal garb no doubt attracted.

"Hm, where do I begin," she mused "I presume you're aware of the Duel Monsters game that seems to practically rule over society these days, it really starts with that. Phsychic duellists are duellists who are somehow able to form some kind of psychic connection with the game and develop amazing mental abilities through duelling, most often manifesting their creatures into solid forms when using holograms to duel." She paused to give Marzell a chance to digest this information before continuing "They used to be quite well known, around 70 years or so ago, but for whatever reason they fell under the radar. However there seems to have been a resurgance in recent times, you haven't heard of the Neo-Arcadia Movement by any chance, have you?" She asked.

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"Comes with the package I guess," Yue shrugged "I don't think there's a single person here without a sob story of some kind. If you ask me it's best to just forget it and move on."

[Love of Ghibli]

The director's reluctance did not SHINE's gaze. In fact it made him even more attentive to the Director. I small inner smile of malice came across his soul as he thought that there was something more to the story. This made winning the little tournament of boredom all the more important. Though from the sounds of it these monsters were long extinct and they required a special circumstance in order to be summoned. While this was slightly disappointing seeing as he wanted one of these giant monsters as a pet. It was a little saddening but of course where there is a will there a way. This would require more research later on but nevertheless there would be something to this duel fair. 

 

So when is this Fair you speak of? And how many participants are there? He said as he put his face back in the menu not even attempting to hide his villainous grin.

[Merci]

Hisami's breath was cut short as a man opened the compartment. He grabbed her by the collar, yanked her up, and placed her on the ground - on her feet. Too stunned to say anything at the time, she was frozen in her spot and half-expected him to slap her or call the police. Instead, he told her to wait as he left. While she was tempted to run away, she stayed rooted in her position, as doing otherwise would be one sin too many. Then he came back with, surprise!, a lollypop. Nothing else. No punishment, no actual care that she had stowed away in an expensive vehicle. She smiled warmly in response as he patted her on the head, and nodded.

 

"Bless you, sir." She told him, placing the lollypop in her mouth as she turned around and walked away. Since she hadn't had a sweet in the past week, having just one was acceptable. Besides, it was an act of kindness. Acts of kindness must always be met with kindness-

 

As soon as he wasn't looking, Hisami slipped away through the other side of the car and entered into the 'quaint little French bistro'. It was eloquent and clean, but she despised the French. Their essence was pure, but their hearts were as corrupted as darkness itself.

 

A tall waiter appeared, taking note of both her age and her clothing (a kimono) and told her something that didn't quite cross her mind. Sighing, she reached into her pouch and took out a huge amount of paper yen...and in the next moment, through a stroke of luck, was seated directly behind the duo she had been tailing. More notably, the one on the right who was the epitome of all evil in the entire world, his very presence corrupting the restaurant around him. She felt sorry for the chair. After being handed a menu, the wait scuttled off and she focused her attention on their conversation.

 

Earthbound Immortals...the two former Duel Kings, Yusei Fudo and Jack Atlas were mentioned...and then finally the Fair. Yes, as it seemed, he was going to participate in the Duel Fair. For the first time in her entire life, Hisami was grateful she had stolen that invitation.

 

"Bonjour, Je vous ai vu à la télé! Vous êtes the Girl Kirinto?!" A guy suddenly asked, sitting next to her, with complete disregard for the loudness of his voice. "Tu as changé ma vie! Je vous remercie pour tout!!!"

 

"Um." Embarrassed, the kirinto girl hung her head low as she blushed. It was nice to know that other people were appreciating her hard work, and that not everybody in this world was corrupt. While she would love to sit and chat with this newfound follower, unfortunately, she had better things to focus upon. "Je vous remercie, homme loyal. Je suis sûr que Dieu est fier de vous ... mais en ce moment, je suis occupé. S'il vous plaît, restez calme?"

 

"Ah." Nodding, he zipped his lips and looked elsewhere as she continued to eavesdrop on the people sitting directly behind her. Hopefully, their attention hadn't turned to her.

 

 

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Koko shrugged. By now, she had forgotten how old she really was and all the objects that were floating about in the room due to her. It had been the first time in a while that her mind had been taken off it.

 

"I dunno. I think you can learn from your experiences. Without them, we wouldn't be the person we are today." She pointed out to Yue. "I mean, if we don't know about it, we might end up treating our own children the same way..."

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“Ah good, good you run along now,” Schroder grinned, he sensed a pure-heart in that child, “ah children these days usually such ruffians, so refreshing to see vone’s that don’t act like they own everything… and don’t sag ze pants either… children how strange ze are.” Mumbling to himself Schroder returned to the trunk searching for his cigarettes.

 

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“Well let’s see, first off there’s you, and five from the Neo-Arcadia Movement,” Director Whitehale said trying to recall, “then… hmm… one, two… and ah there are currently  eight duelists who replied for the Duel Fair, we’ve invited world class duelists so it sure to be spectacle.” The director became excited just thinking about it, these little relaxing events were just what was needed to hold them at bay.

 

A sudden outburst from the corner of the restraint caught his attention, and he turned barely picking up on the rapidly spoken French, something about Kirinto, was that a cult, lives changing, and God. “Hmmm… it seems the pastor is in town,” the director muttered chuckling.

 

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“It shouldn’t have to,” Chalise said tears brimming her eyes, “why do they hate us? Aren’t we human just like them, what makes us so different?” Chalise’s voice rose with each sentence, and tears were now freely streaming down her eyes, “I mean what, because we- we- we’re able to move things with our minds, is that what makes them hate us, because we’re different!?” Chalise began hyperventilating, her emotions out of her own control, “It’s not- It’s not f-f-a-. IT’S NOT ****ING FAIR!” With that one last shreek a small bubble of power ruppled in front of Chalise, and burst causing her head to snap back hitting the counter they were sitting against causing Chalise to pass out.

 

Yue and Koko might feel a small bit of pressure, but nothing much if barely anything at all. This often happened when Chalise got stressed or overworked or stressed her power swelled, and then when the emotional tension finally was let it out, it just burst kind of like a bubble.

 

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Samuel was barely in the car when Sayer put his foot on the pedal turning down the streets quietly. Deciding to break the silence Sayer decided to speak to the weapon, “So, where did you see this little friend of yours?”

[Love of Ghibli]

Nothing important was really happening and this was starting to annoy Lord SHINE. Well more so than everything in this place as already doing. He did notice that there was something gaining some attention around here. Even the director was involved in this psuedo drama involving the French language. Nevertheless he decided to turn around. When he turned his head he took notice of this shrine maiden. Well he didn't look at her face because her back was to him, nor did he sense her presence in that she was the same one who attacked him with all of those Talismans. He just looked at her...staring, glaring, getting annoyed that she wasn't entertaining him or being interesting in the least. His eye twitched as he watched this sad woman sit there and be laughed at because she could say some words in another language. Peasants are so easily amused. 

 

It was in this aspect is that SHINE was almost jealous of peasants. Not having to deal with burden of being important. SHINE simply rolled his eyes at the maiden and deemed her relatively unimportant. Her highest achievement in life could only be one of his servants and that wasn't likely.

[Kingdom Xathers]

"Sorry, I don't often keep up with current events," Marzell admitted flatly. "At least, not of this world, so far." He then noticed one of the cafe's servers standing off to one side, trembling nervously with his empty tray in his hand, afraid to come any closer to the half-orc that nearly wrecked the cafe's wall. Looking back at Maiya briefly, Marzell then motioned for the server to approach, trying his best to not seem hostile. The server jutted closer to the table, close enough for Marzell and Maiya to hear the poor guy's teeth chattering. "Uh, dude... you can calm down," the half-orc said, trying to be assuring.

"Uh-uh-uhh-I-I," stammered the server, holding his tray in front of him like a shield. "M-M-M-May I h-h-h-help you to-today, s-s-s-s-sir?!"

"Again, you can start by, uhh... what's the saying?" Marzell said, again turning briefly toward Maiya as if hoping she'd know the answer. "Start by, uhh... "poppin' an ice tablet"?"

""Ch-Ch-Chill pill", sir." spoke up the server.

"Beg your pardon?"

"The phrase," replied the server, "i-it's, "take a chill pill"... oh god, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you!!" blurted the server as he dropped down to his knees, tray still held up as if it would do anything to stop a rampaging creature from hurting him.

Once more, Marzell took a glance toward Maiya, the expression on the half-orc's face basically saying, "See what I gotta go through sometimes?" "Look, could you just calm down a bit? I'm not going to hurt you, I promise."

The server, still trembling, peaked over his "shield", watery eyes close to bursting into tears.

 

 

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"Me friend?" Samuel repeated, at first confused as to whom Davian could be referring to. "... oh, right.  Marzell. I actually found 'im right at the border of the city, comin' from the bloody Satellite, he was."  In the back of his head, Samuel was wondering why Davian was so interested in Marzell, or any friend Samuel could possibly make, for that matter.  Still, it was probably best he keep such suspicions to himself.

[Avaren]

Crossing the corner, Avaren was doing his semi-normal random walk around the city.

Seeing the cafe server dive to his knees he walked over.

 

"Being courteous is something that you should do in your line of work, but I think you've taken it a bit far there mate."

Avaren said to the server, then offering a hand.

"Here, let me help you up. Would you happen to know anything about the state of the wall to our right (or left)?"

 

"Uh, uh, it's always been like that sir. No reason to ask about it." 

The server said speedily, shooting a quick glance over to the half-orc customer.

 

"Is that so?"

Avaren said, then to Marzell and Maiya.

"Do either of you have any idea?"

 

Avaren sized up Marzell thinking that it was likely the half-orc who would have damaged the wall.

[TotalObelisk]

Maiya's expression took on a slight look of dissapointment as Marzell gave his reply. "I see," she sighed "Very well, it's been my experience that strange events tend to attract one another so I was hoping that you would at least know something, but it seems I was wrong."

It was at that point that a waited made their way over, clearly intimidated by the hulking creature and even went to far as to hold his tray like a shield, rather ineffectual really considering Maiya had seen the man punch through concrete. She watched the display silently, somewhat admiring Marzell's attempts to calm the man down without much success. Maiya met Marzell's gaze as he gave her a look of 'I get this all the time' before resuming his attempts to calm the man with just as much success until another figure made his way towards them, apparently attracted by the scene before them, looking around Maiya noticed that several of the cafe's other patrons and staff had stopped what they were doing to watch. The curse of the strangep Maiya thought to herself The stares of the common man are inevitable.

"I believe the man is of a natural nervous disposition," Maiya replied in a rather blank tone, making it impossible to tell if she was being serious or being sarcastic, she turned to the waited, giving him a calm and reassuring smile "If you are now in a decent condition to take our order I would like an iced tea, please." She turned back to the newcomer with a welcoming smile, glancing up and down him briefly before redirecting her gaze to his face "And who might you be, then?" She asked.

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"Hey, relax," Yue said as Chalise began to grow hysteric "It ain't that bad, life's a bitch, sure, but you can still make the most of it. I mean look at me, I'm blind and I don't let that hold me back, if anything it-" she paused, hearing a thud and feeling a slight sense of pressure for just a moment before the room around her went silent. "Um, what happened?" She asked Koko.

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Sayer resisted groaning; he hated the Satellite with a passion for more than one reason chiefly of them being Yusei Fudo. Not only that he would have to wait until after to go check the Satelitte, he was hoping Samuel would have seen him somewhere in the city, and he could find him on the way to the café.  Sayer scowled visibly the time, where were Manos and Monos when he needed them, and he couldn’t very well ditch the weapon now.

 

~15 minutes later~

 

Pulling up to the café, and entering it didn’t take Sayer long to notice that something was amiss. There was a hole in the wall, one of the waiters was using his tray as a shield, there was a man in a dark black body suit, and strangest of all was the man with green skin. Sayer’s expression was one of confusion and annoyance, “What the hell did I walk into?”

 

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The director looked at SHINE who seemed slightly annoyed, and decided the polite thing to do was to inquire what was wrong, “Lord SHINE you seem to be troubled, is there anything I can do?” 

[Admiral_Stalfos19]

"Fine, then I'll attack again!" Naomi stated, "And then I'll activate Allure of Darkness! If you don't know what this does, then you officially fail at life,"

 

​Naomi drew an additional 2 cards, and banished Dark Sprocket. She didn't have much of a choice in the matter, but she saw something in her hand that could help her.

 

'Hmph, if this works, then I might not have to blow up that Brain Research Lab after all...' Noami thought to herself, "One face-down, end turn."

 

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Kira lit up when she heard the words "Arcadia Movement". Any standard child would have no idea what those words meant, but to Kira, they seemed to ring a bell. She remembered the glass tube that she was held in; the burning pain she felt as her powers grew out of control; the infinite power that she felt she had at the time... true, it did prove to be finite in the end, but especially for someone her age, it near as much made no difference. It was all coming back to her now.

 

"Arcadia... Movement..." she repeated those words to herself, "That's their base! I have to destroy "them" before they do any more evil things!"

 

With that, she took off, trying to locate the main headquarters. Now if only she could retrace her steps...

[Lord JZ of the Enigma]

The small girl was swift, having run out of the police station before he could say anything, but it seemed she knew where the headquarters might be, this would be his chance to meet this "Davian" that supposedly led them. The police would soon try to stop the girl, but she would be better protected by them anyway, and he needed to escape before they arrested him for technical theft. "It seems I have gathered what I could here......" A large flap of his great cape signaled his escape as he rushed past the cops to escape outside before any of them could react. "Thank you for your service!" he yelled as he nearly kicked the door open and raised his wrist to release a grapple claw towards the nearest building, pulling him high enough into the air to extend his cape like a pair of wings, below him he saw the girl, he didn't know whether to leave her or not.......but his mission did have precedence.

 

No, the innocent must be protected, and even though he could not change her mind he knew he had to help her reach her destination from where he was, besides, he had no clue where arcadia was, she would be a very valuable ally....even if she didn't know it.

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“Again I block,” Monos said offhandedly, placing another counter on Brain Research Lab, “really, I would love for to explain what your Spell card does, it’s not like your voice is nails on a chalkboard or anything you old hag.”

 

Starting his turn Monos smirked as he drew exactly what he needed to end this. “Sorry for this to be over so soon, but I think this show has gone on long enough,”Monos said with a mockingly sympathetic tone, “and to start our final act, I activate the effect of my Armored Axon Kicker, which allows me to Normal Summon him without a tribute if I control another Psychic monster. Now I think you know what’s next, I tune my Level 2 Krebons with  my Level 6 Armored Axon Kicker to Synchro Summon my Thought Ruler Archfiend!”

 

Feeling thoroughly proud of himself Monos placed 2 cards face-down and allowed a space for Naomi to counter feeling confident he would end this duel soon.

 

Life Points: 4000

Hand: 3

Field: Thought Ruler Archfiend (ATK 2800)

S/T: Brain Research Lab {2 Counters}, 2 Face-Down

 

[spoiler='Cardex']Krebons: http://yugioh.wikia.com/wiki/Krebons

Armored Axon Kicker: http://yugioh.wikia.com/wiki/Armored_Axon_Kicker

Thought Ruler Archfiend: http://yugioh.wikia.com/wiki/Thought_Ruler_Archfiend[/spoiler]

[Kingdom Xathers]

"Oh, great, now I'm attracting more attention," Marzell muttered to himself, rubbing his temples as he flopped back into his seat; the most recent person to get themselves involved was some guy wearing a rather elaborate black-and-gold outfit, trying to ascertain the state of the the cafe's wall. Marzell groaned in slight annoyance as he spied the man looking in his direction, perhaps thinking (albeit, correctly) that the half-orc was to blame for the gaping hole in the concrete wall. He was going to tell this man to mind his own business when he heard the sound of car doors opening and closing nearby, instead turning his attention toward the direction of the sound.

At that moment, Samuel and Davian had arrived at the very same cafe, both looking bemused at the spectacle before them: Davian's expression, however, leaned more toward annoyance. “What the hell did I walk into?”

Samuel, on the other hand, met eyes with Marzell almost immediately. "Oi! Blimey! if it ain't the orc-kin!" he said, actually happy to see Marzell once again. "Wot brings yer 'ere, stranger? Straight up weren't expectin' ter see yer again so soon!"

"Huh? You again?" Marzell blurted out upon seeing the bizarre individual from earlier, almost not recognizing him in his new attire, especially with his hood up. "Uh, "Hainz", right?"

"Ah, yer remembered," Samuel replied as he strolled over to Marzell and Maiya's table, basically inviting himself to take a seat. "That fills me wiv a great deal of joy, it does."

[Love of Ghibli]

SHINE put his menu down as he was done with this whole affair. Time seemed to be slowing down and trapping him in this dull place waiting for a waiter that never came back. The people of this place are pathetic. Their minds are bland, their purpose in life in non-existent, and this situation is so pathetic that it's almost becoming annoying to be annoyed with them. SHINE could feel his anger with them becoming so one note that he couldn't even throw his back into it. He took this time to recollect the words of Director Whitehale. He spoke about participants from the Arcadia movement, the same building that was attacked by the Earthbound Immortals with the long winded names 70 years ago. This was actually pretty a pretty important piece of information. If he was going to reclaim information that of course by the law of valuation belongs to him anyway it would be good to check out this Arcadia movement. This made Lord SHINE nod in approval of this plan. A smile might have crossed his face if the Director hadn't spoken.

No, I seem to be bored. Maybe I am just anxious to do something entertaining. You can order for me whenever the servant comes back.

[Admiral_Stalfos19]

"Old hag?! I'm not even 30, you dumbass!" Naomi exclaimed, pretending to be offended, but then all of a sudden bursting with laughter, "Can't believe you're so stupid,"

 

Monos, however, seemed to keep up the façade that he was going to win, whereas in reality, he hadn't even touched Naomi so far. Perhaps he was just about to, but even then, he had no idea what that face-down of hers was capable of, or if she had any more hand traps like Battle Fader.

 

Naomi yawned from boredom, waiting for Monos to get on with his attack already.

 

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Meanwhile, Kira kept running, trying to remember where this Arcadia Movement building was. As she was running, she detected something; a strong presence leading to... a cafe. Kira was sure the Arcadia Movement headquarters was larger than that, and it wasn't as though the cafe would have a large enough basement for what she had in mind. There was only one explanation for this; instead of finding Arcadia Movement, Kira found the one person she was dreading... Sayer.

 

Incidentally, she turned tail and ran, if anything going faster than she was before. She had to keep her distance from that man at all costs.

[Avaren]

"Looks like I'm not going to get an answer."

"Come on man, get up and do your job."

 

The server seemed petrified now that there was 2 Orcish people here. Avaren pulled the man up, turned him to look straight into his eyes and said:

 

"I would like a beverage, if you got Hot Chocolate, that would do fine, if not I'll have a coke or something."

 

The server jumped at the chance to get back to the relative safety inside the cafe, nearly tripping over himself in his haste.

Avaren then took a seat from a nearby table and moved it over so that 'Davian' would be able to sit on the remaining chair, if he so chose too.

 

"So this must be a unexpected surprise for two people of your race to get together randomly, especially within such a city. Or had you arranged to meet up at the Broken Wall Cafe?"

 

Avaren said, still wanting an answer to how the broken wall came to be.

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“Good, nothing to add,” Monos smiled at Naomi’s outburst, “Now my Thought Ruler, attack with Electric Psy Wave!” The monster raised its claws green lightening racing from it directly towards Naomi’s Darkness Destroyer.

 

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The director breathed a sigh as SHINE left, “how unpredictable youth are… he reminds me of my own daughter.  God forbid should they ever meet.” Deciding he was done here, as his company had left the director exited the bistro, to out back were Schroder was waiting with the limo smoking a cigarette.

 

“Home Schroder, it’s been a long day,” Director Whitehale paused, “that better not stink up the limo.” How he detested the driver’s bad habit, but there wasn’t much he could do to change it.

 

Silently Schroder climbed into the front seat of the limo, and they drove off Director Whitehale reclining against the seat closing his eyes.

 

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Sayer smiled in a very friendly manner, “you can join your friend Samuel, I need to make a call first.” Sayer walked off into the bathroom, while the weapon joined the monstrosity.

 

Dialing a number on his phone, the recipient picked up on the first ring.

 

“Hello,” said a woman’s voice, which had a faint accent that revealed her heritage.

 

“Kenaiya, please head to the orphanage I sent Manos and Monos to earlier. They’ve been their far too long, and I need you to retrieve them,” Sayer said into the phone the testiness obvious in his voice. The phone clicked off then without Kenaiya giving an answer, he knew she would get it done, but he still despised the habit she had of hanging up without finishing the conversation.

 

Returning to the group at the café table Sayer took a seat after asking for an coffee from the waiter. “Hello, I’m Davian Telos. I’m the founder of the Neo-Arcadia Movement, and who might you two be?”

 

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Meanwhile back at the Neo-Arcadia Movement the Latino woman known as Kenaiya picked herself off up off the couch in her quarters. How annoying that she had to babysit the two best psychic’s next to Davian.   

[Kingdom Xathers]

"... does this bloke actually ffink you an' I are related?" Samuel asked Marzell in regards to Avaren's statement.

"If so, you and I must be from two very distance classes of orcs," Marzell replied, shrugging. "What are you supposed to be, anyways?"

"Bloody hell if I knew," Sam answered, hanging his head. "I mean, I 'ave a look like one of them wolfmen from them ole horror movies, but...."

Marzell immediately raised an eyebrow at this statement, finding it most curious that Samuel didn't even know what species he was, almost as if.... Shaking off this weird feeling, the half-orc turned toward Avaren and replied, whilst counting off on his fingers, "We're not of the same species, not even from the same universe, it was a coincidence that Samuel is here at the same cafe as me, and, just so you can sleep better tonight, I'll have you know that I was the one who put that hole in the wall. Anything else you'd like to know, hm?" He didn't like having to explain himself, but Marzell hadn't been in the best of moods today, and he felt that his previous anger toward the androgynous royal might start up again at this moment. In an attempt to distract himself from the man in front of him (Avaren), he turned his head to look for the waiter from earlier. "... well, crap, and here I forgot to make my own order--"

Almost as if on cue, the nervous wreck of a server came back with the drinks that were ordered. Trying to avoid Marzell's gaze, the server proceeded to hand out the orders. "H-here you are, ma'am, this is th-the iced tea you ordered," he stammered as he handed Maiya her glass with his shaking hand, "and I have your hot ch-ch-chocolate, sir," he continued as he turned toward Avaren, presenting him with a mug and a small bowl of tiny marshmellows. "I wasn't sure i-i-if you had wanted any m-m-marshmellows, s-s-so I just p-put them on the--"

"Erm, excuse me," Marzell spoke up as calmly as possible. Unfortunately, this caused the shaken (not stirred) server to nearly jump out of his skin with a shriek, the mug flying out of his hand and hanging in the air for a few seconds before... ...

... ... but strangely, the mug did not fall down onto the stonework floor as expected, instead remaining suspended in the air, not one drop of cocoa having spilled out. Everyone in attendance sat/stood in awe at this spectacle... all except Samuel, who seemed to be looking elsewhere.

"... ah, bloody 'ell, it's one of them...," Sam uttered, staring at one of the other customers of the cafe. The individual in question, a hulk of a man about two times bulkier than Marzell, had his palm held out in front of him toward the glass, his beady grey eyes glowing faintly from underneath his perpetually furrowed brow. As he lowered his palm, so too did the cup of hot chocolate, into Avaren's hands.

It was around this time that Davian had come back from the bathroom. The large man got up from his seat and strode over toward Davian. "Apologies, sir," the man said in a low, gravelly voice that sounded like it wasn't used often. "I was merely here on my lunch break when you and "Ten-Thirty-One" had arrived."

"Me name is "Samuel"...!" Mr. Hainz growled under his breath, only loud enough for Marzell and Maiya to hear, his teeth clenched.

"This server had just arrived to present the soft drinks," the man continued as he gestured toward the now-vibrating server, having not heard Samuel's rebuke, "when he was caught off-guard by this gentleman's attempt to get his attention," he said, now gesturing toward Marzell. "Had I not acted quickly, you may have been met with an unexpected dowsing.

"If there is nothing that you require of me at this moment, sir," the man concluded, "I shall be returning to the building." With that, the large man strode off, followed by the gaze of the other customers as he reached a suitably large motorcycle.

"Umm... right...," Marzell muttered after the gargantuan man had driven off before returning his attention to the waiter. "Anyways, I'd like to--" Before he could finish his sentence, the waiter crumpled into a heap on the floor, having experienced far too much stress all at once. Almost immediately, two other servers hurried over.

"We're terribly sorry," apologized one of the new servers as her associate went to check on the one who collapsed. "Um, I guess I'll be your server for the rest of your stay. Sir," she said to Marzell, being far braver than her passed-out co-worker, "you were going to order something, I believe?"

"Uh, yeah," Marzell replied, feeling responsible for what had just transpired. He reach over for the menu on their table and began flipping through it. "I, uh... I guess I'll have this... "ginger ale"? Yeah, let's go with that."

"Same for me, miss, if yer'd please," Samuel spoke up, still looking sore about something.

"A coffee for me, if you would, miss," said Davian before taking a seat at Marzell's table, where he then introduced himself. “Hello, I’m Davian Telos. I’m the founder of the Neo-Arcadia Movement, and who might you two be?”

Marzell immediately glanced toward Maiya ("This was what you meant?" his stare basically said), then toward Samuel ("And you know this guy?") before calmly turning his head toward Davian and replied, "Er, Marzell. Just call me Marzell." He then waited for Maiya to possibly introduce herself.

[Avaren]

Avaren noted the occurrences as they happened:

 

"- Samuel or Hainz, was using different names.

- Despite Samuel/Hainz and Marzell being "orc-kin", they weren't related

- Marzell had done the damage to the wall

- A man had the power to seemingly control the movement of objects at will (although unfortunately he was unable to read the numberplate of his bike before he left)"

 

Avaren waited until the female server left to get the others their drinks, he looked at Davian and said

 

"I'm Avaren. Nice to meet you Mr Telos."

 

Then back to Marzell with a slightly threatening tone in his speech.

 

"I'm sorry about this, but your going to have to find a way to make it up to the owner of this store for damaging the wall. OR I'm going to have to get the police. I'm sure that there would be something that you could do to rectify this."

[TotalObelisk]

The stranged seemed to ignore Maiya and her question went unanswered. To be fair this may have been due to the arrival of two more people at the cafe, one of them seeming to immediately spot Marzell and make their way over to them. Maiya noticed quickly that this man also bore an unusual appearance somewhat different to Marzell, looking far more bestial compared to Marzell. The strange attract the strange, she thought amused, remaining silent as the scene unfolded before her.

The waited returned with their drinks, Maiya taking hers gratefully and taking a sip from it. Her attention was brought back to the conversation again as the waited was once again intimidated by Marzell, practically throwing a glass into the air. "Oh dear," Maiya sighed, resigned to having to spend the evening watching soda stains out of her robes. Rather than crashing to the floor however instead the glass merely froze in mid-air causing Maiya to stare at it in surprise.

She looked to Samuel as he muttered something, following his gaze to see a man sitting at a table across from them with his hands raised. The glass slowly lowered to the table and the man spoke. Maiya rose an eye brow as she listened in on the converstation, noting that there seemed to be some chain of authority going on here. "Friend of yours?" She asked as the man left, turning her gaze back to Samuel.

It was at that point that the other man returned to join them. Maiya followed his progress to their table with an interested expression, a rather soft smile crossing her face as he introduced himself. "My, how convenient," she began "I believe you're the exact person I've been looking for." She gave a short bow towards Davian, an impressive feat considering she was sitting down "I have had an interest in the Neo-Arcadia Movement for some time now. But I am getting ahead of myself, my name is Maiya Akuzara, an alchemist by trade," she gave Davian a calm smile.