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RP [Elysia] Ascension, Verse 1.5: How to (or not to) Hire a Mercenary (or four)

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  1. META_mahn

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    Gamelion VIII, MMMMXI (8/1/4011)
    Empyrean, Elysia Novus
    Akilina's Ocean Diner
    XI:XXIV a.m. (11:24 a.m.)


    It was certainly an odd choice for Antoni to come here. Normally for lunch meetings, he'd choose somewhere simple and eat kebabs and pita bread, as Akilina's being a very high-class restaurant was suitably expensive. Normally he'd try to curb the expense, but today he decided the meeting should be here.

    Maybe it was strategic. Akilina was a campaign sponsor of his, so when he requested a private room, the owner scurried off to find him one. He wasn't one for secrecy as he didn't like to have anything to hide, but he knew Barachiel liked his secrecy -- somewhat. It was a good restaraunt and he wanted to make a decent impression on the people coming, so he made sure to ask Akilina to check if he had any dirt on him or something.

    Maybe it was catering for the visitors. Antoni knew they were from Yamatai, and as such, they must have had to contend with seafood plenty. It was likely they were fans of seafood, or could tolerate it at least. And they could order from a much finer menu this time around as compared to what he guessed. The prices were high, but he had the budget to take people out on fine dinners. So long as they didn't simply order too much. Although even then he could probably pay for it. He wasn't frugal with his money, and neither was his wife. She would most likely understand.

    Or maybe, it was the fact Antoni had a weakness for salmon and scallops. Grilled scallops were delicious and he liked the recipe Akilina's chefs used.

    He decided to order a pot of tea and a bottle of sparkling wine. He brought his own actual wine.

    Crazy Second Chance, giving him so much wine his wife had to take a day off to call some storage company to help them manage all of it.

    Now, to wait...

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    Gamelion VIII, MMMMXI (8/1/4011)
    Empyrean, Elysia Novus
    Akilina's Ocean Diner
    XI:XXXII a.m. (11:32 a.m.)

    Meissa arrived outside the door, dressed in proper Elysian robes. She took one look up, and one look down over the place.

    For a deal to go shoot things this was an awfully fine place. She better not be dealing with the mafia or something along those lines. She preferred to not have mafia obligations. At least Star Army had a definite contract she was forced to stay in unless she wanted to buy herself out.

    What the hell, just get in already. The receptionist lady asked her if she had a reservation, until she got a good look at Meissa's face. Then the receptionist ushered her towards a private room.

    Whoever asked her to get over here to make this deal or whatever really wasn't helping his or her "mafia" vibes. That guy must think of him or herself as some ultimate strategist or some bullshit.

    Eh, if it works, it works. Star Army taught her that, at least.

     
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    Gamelion VIII, MMMMXI (8/1/4011)
    Empyrean, Elysia Novus
    Akilina's Ocean Diner
    XI:XXXII a.m. (11:32 a.m.)


    "Meissa Nashira," said a smooth, baritone, almost silken voice from behind the brown-haired Caelisolan. It was a statement, albeit a polite one; it was a greeting that an officer would offer to an enlisted soldier under his command- which, thought the owner of the aforementioned voice, is an accurate description of our future relationship should this stratagem of mine succeed. Being a Patrician (and, at nearly two-point-five meters in height, a rather tall one at that), he towered over Meissa, yet despite being nearly eight times her age, his physical features - including his black hair and amber eyes - resembled someone only a decade or two her senior. He was clad in an iyko mostly obscured by an intricately-wrapped, violet-hued teigha, which in turn was mostly obscured by a white soh'k'tohs with a violet hem; had he not been delayed for nearly half an hour by one of his more insistent "colleagues" asking about his opinion on the five-hour-long counter-counter-counter-counter-counter-debate that had taken up the entire morning session of the Senate, Barachiel Valeria, the owner of the aforementioned voice, would have arrived long before Meissa - for he'd literally come straight from work.
     
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    The strange girl turned around, looking up at the gigantic Patrician looming behind her. Her posture nor her gaze had any respect, nor fear, nor resentment towards the gigantic angel. Her head was tilted, upwards, at Barachiel's face, her posture tilted, almost perpendicular to the ground, her wings pressed against her back.

    "How do you...know me?" she asked. Confusion, it was. Pure confusion.

    She had only had contact with few Patricians in her life. From one Patrician that was a cool guy in her childhood, to the upgrade clinic receptionist, to Arinori Sora, she only counted...three? Four?

    Dammit all, this guy knew her due to the upgrade clinic records or something, probably. This was the mafia or something.
     
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    Gamelion VIII, MMMMXI (8/1/4011)
    Empyrean, Elysia Novus
    Akilina's Ocean Diner
    XI:XXXIII a.m. (11:33 a.m.)


    Had he been a lesser man - like, for instance, many of his peers in the Senate - Barachiel would have harshly berated the Caelisolan female standing before him for not paying him the proper amount of respect someone of his extraordinarily lofty position was entitled to. Because he was not a lesser man (and, more importantly, because he had spent close to eight decades playing politics in the Church and Senate), however, he simply chose to smile. It wasn't cold or cruel, nor was it warm or comforting; rather, it was simply...patient, like an officer who'd just been asked a question by a private fresh out of boot camp.

    Like Machariel, she's used to being in control of situations - and when she isn't, she's probably used to regaining that control through brute force or a witty comment or two. I, therefore, present a unique challenge - for I cannot be defeated through strength alone, nor is she willing to openly disrespect someone of my power. Combined with her obvious lack of knowledge about who I am - unfortunate, but understandable for one who has been in the service of the enemy - and she is nervous, perhaps even scared. This needs to be remedied.


    "I have my sources, Meissa-" a pause, as the Archangel stepped past the Caelisolan and keyed in the code that would open the doors leading into the private room "-including some who you may find to be quite familiar." He paused in front of the now-open doorway, then - in a move that, had it been done in public, would have effectively crippled his political career - gestured for Meissa to go in first. "After you."
     
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    Gamelion VIII, MMMMXI (8/1/4011)
    Empyrean, Elysia Novus
    Akilina's Ocean Diner
    XI:XXXIII a.m. (11:33 a.m.)


    Mat, approaching slightly behind Meissa, had not heard the beginning of the conversation. He also was unaware of the identity of the man who he saw acting suspicously. He approached the two Elysians, and placed his hand on Meissa's shoulder in a gesture of reassurance.

    "Meissa, is everything okay?" He asked quietly, and then turned to face the Archangel.

    "Listen sir, I don't know what's going on, but I'd like an explanation." His voice was soft, but was laced with an undertone of uncompromising steel.
     
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    "We found the mafia," Meissa joked. "Let's go inside and see what they have to offer."

    Meissa reached for the doorknob as Antoni looked out the window's heavy curtains. Well, this was going to be interesting. He knew her -- as a childhood friend. He wasn't sure how much Meissa changed over the years, but if his early experience with her was anything to go by, this would be...an interesting meeting.
     
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