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Post by Doodlebug on Jun 15, 2018 18:23:40 GMT -5
Hera Katsaros
"I may ask you to read over it when I'm done, but I think I got it."
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Malisahra
Jun 15, 2018 18:31:13 GMT -5
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Post by Zen on Jun 15, 2018 18:31:13 GMT -5
Kirin Tahkata
He nodded. “In just a few short days this will all be behind us.” Kirin stretched his arms and headed for the door. “Take care, Hera.”
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Post by MS on Jun 15, 2018 20:11:05 GMT -5
Lori Lockhart
Lori glanced at Akhim with an expression that basically said 'might as well' and extended her hand out to the club recruiter for a handshake.
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Post by widmspectra on Jun 15, 2018 22:13:58 GMT -5
Nina Sylvania
"I guess so. Sticking my nose where it doesn't belong sounds like fun. So where do we sign up? Where's the mailing list sheet? How often do we meet and where do we meet to talk about the latest news? The pamphlet doesn't mention any of that."
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Post by Iaashadow on Jun 16, 2018 9:39:41 GMT -5
Red
"Don't worry about that for now. This is kind of a loosely organized club. We'll meet on Thursday at 5 and you'll get the rest of the information then." She shook Lori's hand. "Oh, and it'll be in room 300 of the H building, the southernmost building on campus."
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"The governor has been taken into care." Two officials were standing in the hallway. One of them was holding an RDF tablet. "He doesn't recall anything about the robbery, we expect head trauma, but nothing's confirmed yet."
"And the room itself?"
"Complete disarray, it seems like every object in the room was just spread out evenly across the floor. Everything is flipped over, opened, and rifled through."
"I see.... now this question may seem too obvious but camera footage?"
"There's footage of the office leading up to the flash, but the infiltrator must have known where the cameras are because they didn't get anything but his hand holding out the weapon in question, and the ensuing blast took out the cameras in the office. As for the other cameras the only person we know to be the infiltrator is a hooded figure approaching the governor's suite, again, with seemingly full knowledge of camera locations, they never caught his face."
"All noted. Any potential suspects?"
"Nothing official enough for the record, but there are some ideas."
"I see... I see. That'll be all. Thank you, could you lead me to where the governor is being held?"
"Yes, the med bay is just next door, I'll lead you there."
The officials walked silently down the hallway, past the suite, and into an elevator.
"Oh, and protection has been notified, no one leaves or enters without proper ID, as I'm sure you've experienced already, so be sure to have that out."
The doors opened.
"Hello gentlemen." The woman standing in front of the officials produced a silver insignia of the Pharaoh out of her pocket. "I'm here on behalf of his excellency, could I potentially be directed to the governor's suite?"
"Oh..." One said nervously, "Yes ma'am, eighth floor, center of the hallway, you can't miss it." He stammered out.
"Thank you." She stepped onto the elevator. The officials watched silently as the doors slid shut.
"Who was that?"
"Bad news, this situation isn't nearly serious enough to warrant his excellency sending someone. There's something we're not being told."
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Post by KyleTheBeast on Jun 16, 2018 15:49:45 GMT -5
Akhim Sabalani
"So that's one club," Akhim said to Lori. "I'm worried that Ruby might sign us up for too many others, so I just chose this archaeology one that I thought looked interesting. Are you good with that?"
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Post by MS on Jun 16, 2018 16:37:39 GMT -5
Lori Lockhart
Lori nodded. 'Maybe we should find her before she gets too carried away.'
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Post by Zen on Jun 17, 2018 0:51:58 GMT -5
Ruby Vallance
"Wow..." She found herself almost dizzy from so much turning around and looking at the various booths. "Cooking club... literature club... ew, green energy club. Ugh, there's a math club? That doesn't sound healthy." She looked high and low, collecting dozens of small pamphlets until she was absolutely fatigued. Even with her grey hood on, she felt the heat against her fragile skin and had to retreat into the shadows to breathe for a bit. In the shade, she felt comfortable letting down her hood. The first day had been exciting, but exhausting.
"Ruby Vallance," said a male voice from within the alley she was in. Ruby turned around and spotted a blond-haired man whose form was made up of sharp edges. "Glad to see you made it into UA."
"Um..." Ruby tilted her head and examined his features. He had a handsome grin, but there was something jagged in his warm demeanor. "Do I know you?"
"No, you don't." He offered his hand. "I'm Lance, a second-year student at the academy. I'd never seen you in person, but I know who you are, 'cause I've read your essay. All essays submitted to Scheherazade Academy are published, after all."
"Wow, I'm flattered that you've read mine."
"Perfect marks. That's a rarity. Your record shows you're, well, an albino girl a few years ahead in education. I can tell you'll go far." He reached for a small tablet in his pocket and fired it up. "I don't exactly make a hobby out of reading highschool essays, but I was goofing off one night and your thesis really got my attention. The relics of the unknown..."
"Oh, uh, that essay? Heheh, it's just a little hobby of mine. Looking for old trinkets."
"I know exactly how you feel. This particular point, about unexplored chasms not far from Alexandria... I really think you're onto something here."
"Yeah, isn't it cool? The thought that something completely sealed away might be down there... Not like I'd ever, y'know... go there myself."
"And why not?" Lance shut off the tablet and looked over to her.
Ruby scratched her head. "Homework."
He laughed. "As good an excuse as any." He pulled a silver card out of his pocket, which displayed the name, meeting time and location of a group. "Just in case you find the time."
"The antiquities club," Ruby quietly read. The card was signed with azure ink: Club President, Lance Duloc.
"We don't have a stand out there at the club fair, but we're every bit as legit, and thrice as motivated. We're a kind of private club of people who are in love with the past. So in love, in fact, that we can't help but want a little piece of it with us. You've got a lead already-- there's definitely something waiting for us down in the chasms south of here." He inched closer and spoke with a whisper, "But between you and me... there's something else waiting for us right here. Probably a number of scattered little... trinkets. I've seen some of them myself."
"Define... 'trinkets'."
"Well that's what makes them so special. You can't just describe 'em. Some things you've gotta see for yourself."
"And what is it that this club does, exactly...?"
"Heheh... We go out and see 'em." Lance patted her on the shoulder and walked into the sunlight. "Give us a call if you're interested. We'd be lucky to have you."
Ruby stared back down at the card. "A secret club..." The formal, yet simple font spoke volumes for how seriously they seemed to take themselves. "A few nerds digging up cool-looking rocks and old artifacts." She paused for a moment. "...That sounds awesome!" She carefully pocketed the card and proceeded back into the courtyard. Lance was long gone, having vanished behind a sea of students. "...Right, I've gotta find Ahkim and Lori." She looked around and spotted them by the neon hair of the latter. "Hey, guys! Guess who's got paaaaaamphleeeeets!" In her hand she already had a comical amount of papers, far more than they could expect to keep up with, but the Antiquities Club's card remained safe in her vest pocket.
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Post by MS on Jun 17, 2018 11:07:18 GMT -5
Lori Lockhart
Oh my, Lori thought, slightly dismayed yet endeared at the same time. She started scribbling in her journal once more. 'We narrowed our finds to investigation and archaeology. You?'
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Malisahra
Jun 17, 2018 13:15:38 GMT -5
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Post by Zen on Jun 17, 2018 13:15:38 GMT -5
Ruby Vallance
“Oh, um...” She looked at Lori and Ahkim, who didn’t seem like the type to want to join two dozen clubs. She shoved the flyers back into her vest. “Yeah, let’s go with those two.”
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Post by muhtheepic on Jun 17, 2018 17:14:36 GMT -5
Joel
As hard as she tried to stay professional and slow her pace inside the building, Joel struggled to contain her excitement as she practically skipped to the elevator and tapped the blinking 12 button. She whistled softly as the steel cube ascended so smoothly thata its motion was imperceptible.
*Knock knock knock knock* Joel tapped the door four times, counted three full seconds in her head, then stepped inside and beamed. "Welcome back, boss!"
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Post by Iaashadow on Jun 20, 2018 12:07:02 GMT -5
Makalani
"Thank you." He looked up and tapped the folder on the table. "Take a seat."
"So as you know I went out to meet our associate on private business." He said. "He showed me the scene reported and gave me a little bit more information than he sent over in the report. I've typed all that stuff up, you should have already gotten it." He paused. "However he also handed over private information that he indicated isn't to leave this office." He slid the folder across the desk. "I've already read the document inside. Go ahead and give it a once over."
Makalani watched in silence as Joel read over the paper.
"As of right now the official order is that remains confidential. You are the only other person in the department who I've showed this to. I would request that you, using whatever resources you feel necessary, recover the item described and bring it to the secure area south of our central outpost. I trust you know where that is. Those are your orders for the foreseeable future. You are by far the most competent agent in this building, especially for a job as.... unorthodox as this one. Is everything understood?"
Red
"Are we good? Great! I will see you all on Thursday!" She gave her best attempt at a happy thumbs up.
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Post by muhtheepic on Jun 20, 2018 22:05:44 GMT -5
Joel
Joel's eyes widened as they scanned down the page, and a shadow of a wrinkle spread across their forehead. After finishing with the document, she closed her eyes and sighed deeply before putting it down.
"I'll be honest; this isn't much to go on, boss. I'm going to have to pay a visit to the university..."
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Post by Iaashadow on Jun 20, 2018 23:53:13 GMT -5
Makalani
"I'd recommend that, and you're right that its frustratingly vague, as Davis usually is. But from what I could gather out of looking over the whole file, a good place to start would be 60 University Ave, which is the supposed former HQ of the operation that carried out the RAM incident. There could still be associates hanging around the area. They don't know that I have their location so they won't suspect you as an officer or anything, if you're careful. I'm not sure how helpful some kids following orders can be, but its certainly a more tangible lead than anything Davis will give."
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Post by Zen on Jun 21, 2018 17:45:26 GMT -5
Ruby Vallance
The next day...
"Come on, come on..." Ruby stared into her phone's screen, fumbling with her contacts. She was sitting on a bench on campus, having just finished the first class of the day.
Rick passed by and glanced over her shoulder. "What's up?"
"I got invited to a group text with Lori and Ahkim, but I forgot to add contacts for them so I don't know which is which."
"...Why not just send a message asking for them to identify themselves?"
"Then I'll sound like I wasn't paying attention!"
"Well that's only because you weren't paying attention."
"Shush up. Do you have Lori's number?"
"No. Am I supposed to?" As they continued to bicker, a dim orange flash lit up a window nearby. The other students and faculty in the courtyard looked over, prompting Rick and Ruby to follow suit. Rick got to the front of the crowd and looked inside. "This is Professor Tillbur's office..."
"Hey, I have him for archaeology! What's going on, some electrical shortage?"
"Everything else seems fine..." As they looked again, another orange flash appeared, this one significantly more violent. A small incinerator at the back of Tillbur's office, normally used to dispose of unneeded private documents, suddenly spewed out a spray of fire and smoke which quickly ignited the surrounding books and paperwork. The professor himself was nowhere to be seen.
Ruby watched from afar, and noticed dark smoke exiting a nearby vent. "That's... not good."
"Fire!" one of the students yelled. Many scattered to contact the authorities, while Rick stayed behind to try and open the door.
"Ah!" He recoiled upon contact with the doorknob. Already hot! And locked, anyway. Good thing nobody's in there--"
"Rick, look!" Ruby grabbed him by the collar and pointed to the building's roof, where another explosion of fire had just occurred. With it, a man was now sliding down its slanted tiles, completely engulfed in flames. With a disoriented scream he fell down and landed in front of them. Although some of his ribs were broken, he made a weak attempt to roll and extinguish himself. "Okay, I-I got this..." Ruby rummaged through her satchel and found a small triangular device containing a canister of fire repellant. "Hold still, Professor!" she called, throwing the device at the ground and surrounding them with a milky blue mist. As it cleared, they saw that Professor Tillbur somewhat burned but completely extinguished. As the fire squad arrived to deal with the flames inside his office, the professor lay on his back to recover.
"Uuugh..." His charred hair still obscured his face. "Was that you, Miss Vallance?"
"Yeah, it's me, Professor."
"...You get extra credit for that."
In the crowd, Ruby saw Lance Duloc, the young man who had approached her the previous day. He was checking up on the damages when he noticed a soot-covered lighter that had dropped onto the ground from the roof, which the professor had evidently been carrying. Lance nonchalantly pocketed the lighter without testing it out or observing its features. Heh. I guess Lance is confiscating the professor's fire privileges for now. Probably a good idea. As quickly as he had arrived, Lance disappeared into the crowd.
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