Chaper 14: The Blessed

[Li Violette]

"Yes, I am the Speaker." I reply to the newcomer. "Isvara has offered to give me a tour of your labs after this event, so, I think I will take him up on it. I suggested though that he attend the next meeting of the World Economic Council." I state, bringing him up to speed on the discussion that transpired between Isvara and I.

"I also warned him to ...be careful with your ideas so that they aren't stolen or your company is not taken over. That is always the challenge to new companies...getting on their feet and avoiding those who have already established themselves. It's a jungle out there." I warn with a laugh.

[Annette Rosenthal]

"Very well Calithin, see you at the meeting." Is all that Annette says before leaving the kitchen. She has had enough of the party, and anyway, if there is to be a meeting after this party, she will have to prepare for it. She leaves the party without saying goodbye to anyone. She just leaves and wanders to the nearest teleportation booth. She returns to Global Bank's HQ in Switzerland, and begins looking over some economic reports. She is concerned, but Calithin is right...there are down times...but it does not shake her faith in the overall benefits this system offers.

[Tristan Tuzanic]

"Listen, I think you and I have to band together. I am not a huge fan of Scrag or this Manalist crap. I just need a job. Anyway, they own me...so there is no escape. But, I think we have a lot in common." Tristan says to Ronja in a whisper. He frowns and there is a desperate look on his face. The party is getting to him and he thinks he needs another drink. He glances around for any nearby alcohol being served, but seeing none, he turns back to Ronja. "I think we could be friends."

[Jack O. Trades]

As his stride took him down the halls another floor he half heartedly thanked the little singer for the distraction. He would have to repay that somehow, but unpleasant matters aside. "Whats behind door number twenty..." he muttered to himself as he opened another door, his eyes immediately brightening. After slipping in the room and closing the door behind him, he stepped around with an exaggerated sneak in his step.

As his eyes danced around the various weapons and artifacts he only closed his eyes, spun on a heel and pointed taking an ornate set of knives from a stand, letting them disappear in his coat. All he could do was grin as he half hoped that he would get searched. Straightening his sleeves he looked around once more. Almost forgot kneeling down beside a pedestal he began to hum a tune to himself as he slipped an object as thin as a piece of paper beneath it. As he stepped from the room he hopped down the steps two at a time to slip within the small crowd once more, his eyes darting about the room as he looked to the singer as she finished her so his grin broadened, though he would wait for now he intended to make even for her unintentional aid. For now however he would entertain himself by jabbing at the hunks of meat on the table.

[Malak Al-Dabaran]

Malak wanders around the party, until he comes upon the Speaker talking to two men. He stands by the crowd, but listens in on their coversation. Meanwhile, he jots down some notes in his notebook.

After the feast on exotic meats, the party has settled down a little. There is now a concert featuring a young musician from the former United States. The Master gave a blessing earlier, but left quickly. There was also some commotion in an emptied out pool, which seemed to highlight a rivalry between Rutheven and the head of the Global Bank.

[Kyra Majarae]

Kyra arrived fashionably late, as always, she looked at the mansion through the tinted, bulletproof glass of the fancy, stylish limousine. She smiled softly to herself and turned to her date. "You screw this up for me and I will eat your heart out." She giggled as she traced her fingers over the mind control device she planted into his neck. It wasn't noticable or traceable. She commended herself on that.

She stepped out of the limo, with a little leg showing and she smiled as she looked around. Seemed pretty dull except for the booming music coming from inside. She frowned and sighed softly. She was more for classical than anything else. She turned to her date and smiled a little too calmly. "Come on, Jorge. We have a party to demolish." She laughed and walked with her date, Jorge to the guards.

The guards stopped them and Kyra flipped out her invitation. "I'm here because a Mr. Tyler Bargrin invited me. And this is my guest." She flipped her hair and smiled a white, dazzling smile. The guard seemed to blush in the darkness and let them through and they walked inside.

Kyra wandered with her guest smiling at people. "Good evening. How are you? Such a lovely party isn't it?" She chatted small talk with random people she worked for and worked with. Most of which she thought hated her and didn't care much for them either. She saw a man in a purple suit and laughed and pointed him out to her date who laughed with her.

She made her way over to the food table and smiled at most of the people and tried to drown out the music. She wished the young one would play more classical music. She frowned and silently ate and drank her wine. The food was horrible, but then again she was so used to eating people that pretty much anything tasted horrible to her. She stood at the table her arm locked with her date and she waited for the right moment.

[Calithin Crest]

"Sounds good!"

When Annette leaves I stand up and grab myself a cola from the fridge, despite there being a multitude of drinks being served by waiters at the party right outside.

"I'm going to go check out the band. They sound pretty good. You should head outside in a bit if you want."

I give Tuesday a smile and walk out of the kitchen to the area where Anya's band is playing. Many people are gathered around and enjoying the music. Turns out it's not really my style, but, I can appreciate the performance nonetheless.

"WooOOOooOOOooOOO!"

Rule number 4: Always be psyched. I look around and notice a crazy looking guy in a purple suit, among other people who are also crazy looking but not in purple suits. We are an odd bunch.

[Anya Louteius]

Anya noticed the guy in the purple suit smile at her and looked confused. She decides to ignore it and looks back at the crowd. She decides to do one more song before leaving. She smiles and starts up another song.

"How can I decide what’s right when you’re clouding up my mind
I can’t win your losing fight all the time
How can I ever own what’s mine when you’re always taking sides
But you won’t take away my pride, no not this time
Not this time…

How did we get here
When I used to know you so well
But how did we get here
I think I know

The truth is hiding in your eyes and its hanging on your tongue
Just boiling in my blood but you think that I cant see
What kind of man that you are, if you’re a man at all
Well I will figure this one out on my own

I’m screaming I love you so
My thoughts you can’t decode

How did we get here
when I used to know you so well
But how did we get here
I think I know

Do you see what we’ve done
We’re gonna make such fools of ourselves
Do you see what we’ve done
We’re gonna make such fools of ourselves

How did we get here
when I used to know you so well
But how did we get here
I think I know

There is something I see in you
It might kill me
I want it to be true...."

She stopped and stepped off the stage and went to get another bottle of water and saw a beautiful woman (Kyra). She smiled at her and the woman softly and twistedly smiled back. Anya immediantly looked away.

((OOC: I really like this song AND NOT BECAUSE OF TWILIGHT >.> So moo don't judge....))

[ronny]

"But.....I can't band up with you. I really don't want to make Scrag mad at me." Ronja whisper back.

"And I really don't want to be friends with you...."

[Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev]

After the strange encounter with the man in the purple suit, I wander outside of Keitoleinen's mansion. I wander through the crowds of the Blessed to the stage. There is a concert going on and I decide to take some time to listen. I am feeling so odd here. Everything is like a dream to me. All these strange, wealthy, powerful people...doing such strange and exciting things. It is so different from the life that I know. They look so pretty and handsome. They talk about important things. The world of the Blessed is something that most people can't even imagine.

I zone out as I listen to the music. People converse, but I only see their lips moving. I see smiling faces, I see over endulgance.

I close my eyes and feel that I am hypnotized by this strange alternate reality.

[Tristan Tuzanic]

"That figures. No one wants to be my friend." Tristan replies to Ronja with a frown. He kicks his Chuck Taylors into the floor and makes a fist. He doesn't understand why no one wants to befriend him. Everyone sends him away.

"I just don't get it. What the hell is wrong with me? People treat me like I've got some kind of disease. I just don't get it." Tristan laments to Ronja. He bites his bottom lip and wonders why he even bothered coming to the stupid banquet.

[Bonifaz Artz-Lehrer]

To Kyra
Bonifaz steps back inside the mansion, since he has grown bored with the crowd and the music. He has gathered enough information and it is time for him to go. He has the information he needs anyway...which is concerning the Manala Mas party.

He wanders back inside and notices a woman with her date (Kyra). She is exceptionally attractive and looks ..dangerous. (I am going to assume that we have not met, but it will be a way for you to become involved with Null )

He approaches her and the date, since he is somewhat fearless, and he was about to leave anyway.

"Hello, I don't know you, but I would like to." Bonifaz says to the woman. "I'm Bonifaz." He states evenly. He examines her date, who seems a little lackluster.

[Dr. Lonnrot Kukkanen]

I follow her into the mansion thinking to myself what to talk about. When we finally enter, I turn to her and say,

"For the sake of being frank, I have no idea what to say now."

[Jack O. Trades]

Slipping through the crowd once more he passed by the singer and the beautiful newcomer. Her beauty didn't matter as he muttered to her as he was passing "Might wanna get out, fireworks are about to go off. Wouldn't want to miss that.." As his stride took him from the crowd he slipped into bathroom, taking the time to ensure he had the door locked. Once this was done, and of course a quick search for camera's he turned to the mirror and had a cruel grin on his lips.

"Fun...." he spoke to himself in the mirror before running his fingers through his hair once. As he pulled a bottle of dye from a hidden pocket in his sleeve. Humming quietly to himself he began to pour the dye into his hair using the other hand to massage it into his hair until it finally attained his beloved green. Turning on the faucet he slid a hand beneath the stream of water to wash the excess dye from his hand as he reached into his pocket with the free one to pull up a small device with a red button.

Pressing the button almost lazily he giggled to himself as he spoke quietly "bang" And with that the room with weaponry and artifacts suffered an explosion as powerful as a grenade. The room itself was coated in fire bursts of it scattered around the room. He began to count, timing the seconds in his head as he made sure one more time that the door was locked before bringing out his makeup and face paint. As he began to anoint himself with his 'true face' his grin spread from ear to ear giggling insanely. As he put the finishing touched, leaving the black marks over his eyes giving them a hollowed look. As he placed the red paint onto his finger tips he ran them along his lips and scars leaving behind a savage, cruel, and blood soaked smile. With his lips closed because of his scars it still looked like he was smiling, but as his lips parted into a broad grin showing pure white teeth he spoke two words to the ghastly clown looking at him in the mirror

"Here's Jackie!"

[Kyra Majarae]

Kyra watches the party with boredom and yawns before noticing the young girl (Anya) that smiled at her. She smiled wickedly back and watched the girl cower. She chuckled softly and patted her dates hand. "Something wonderful is about to happen Jorge. We are most assuredly staying for it."

She continues watching as Bonifaz steps in and notices her. She smiles as he walks over and speaks to her. She softly her hair over her shoulder as Jorge growls. "Easy Jorge, its alright. Mr Bonifaz is a friend. How do you do. My name is Kyra...Kyra Majarae. Nice to meet you... So you are Null's leader. It would be wise for us to get more acquainted but as for now my date and I must leave"

She notices the man in the purple suit talking to the girl. She hears something about fireworks and presses a button on Jorge's watch and the mind control device activated, a spike ripping through his throat. Kyra laughs and moves before blood gets on her. She looks at Bonifaz and smiles before saying "We should get acquainted real soon." Any other words she said would be drowned out by the boom.

She looked around and then toward the stairs. "What was that?" She then immediantly looked for the man in the purple suit and couldn't find him. She growled to herself.