Count Monte Demici
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Sept 14, 2013 12:19:10 GMT -8
Post by Count Monte Demici on Sept 14, 2013 12:19:10 GMT -8
*Monte watches as Spectre deals with this info laid out for him. He could feel him coming to grips with it. Then all of a sudden he drops and Monte could sense that his memories were triggered and brought back. He could feel the guilt and anger that came off him. Something that Spectre had to work out himself probably. In the meantime he would lead them to a team of doctors and noble servants of House Esperanti further inside. He directs Meony over to one of them and he introduces her to him.*
"This is the House Physician, he'll be taking a blood sample."
*He then gestures over to an older woman in her 60's dressed in fine apparel.*
"This fine lady, used to be your governess. She'll be here to help verify whatever the doctor says should you match the Countess Esperanti. All of this is pretty standard and will take a few minutes."
*Meanwhile on the other side of the chateau, an elderly man answers the door where Invisus is waiting.*
=Stanley=
"How may I help you good sir?"
*His voice was shaky and old, and he appeared to be in his middle to late 80's*
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Sept 15, 2013 18:43:33 GMT -8
Post by Lord Invisus on Sept 15, 2013 18:43:33 GMT -8
The large doors open to relieve and elderly gentleman. Invisus grabs the man by the shirt collar and clasps his hand over the old man's face. With great focus and effort the Sith Lord prys into the servant's mind and finds the information he is looking for. It comes to him in flashes, a room full of people, a mandalorian, a doctor, a nobal man, a dead countess, and......a young girl.....yes she was the one he saw in the vision on Ammuud, the one who's force signature matched his long dead Diana. Invisus simultaneously erased the man's memory of the "attack" while releasing his hold on him. The man shook his head as though to shake away the fog before asking his question again. "May I help you good sir?" "My name is Kresh Zarmar, I have come to see the one you believe to be Countess Esperanti. You will take me to her at once." The last part he said while applying a mind trick for good measure. |
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Krystal "Meony" Tancredi
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Sept 18, 2013 4:00:14 GMT -8
Post by Krystal "Meony" Tancredi on Sept 18, 2013 4:00:14 GMT -8
I nod my head and walk over to the physician and the elderly lady. I panicked for a while when Spectre had a brain attack, but he seems okay now. I'll have to talk tonight, there's no way we're not going to have a lot to talk about. If they're going to take my blood sample, I have to lower my invulnerability, so I concentrate on making myself weaker, until I am sure their tools will have no trouble penetrating my skin.
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Count Monte Demici
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Sept 22, 2013 10:40:31 GMT -8
Post by Count Monte Demici on Sept 22, 2013 10:40:31 GMT -8
*The nobleman gets a funny feeling in his forehead. A dark signature has entered the chateau and abused his power on a weak minded old man. Looking to see if anyone else felt this presence, He excuses himself from the room. He walks quickly down the corridors before Stanley can lead this new guest to the waiting group. Monte sensed the dark side being used so he knew it when he felt it. He looks at the man and then at Stanley.*
"Stanley, old bean. Thank you for answering the door, especially at this time of night. I can take it from here."
*The poor old man nods and shambles slowly down the corridor back to his place in the chateau. Monte doesn't look at the man but he knows darkness and he can sense it. Finally he looks at him with his hands behind his back resting on his sabers. He doesn't give off a menacing aura, but Monte does mask his intentions and him drawing power should he need it in a hurry.*
"Greetings uninvited guest. I am Count Monte Demici, Protector of House Demici and Serenno. Is there something I can do for you at this unusual hour?"
*He speaks with cold precision and Monte concentrates on the Force and scrambles his thoughts. If the man was good at mind powers, he would have a near-impossible time to read anything from Monte at this point.*
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Sept 22, 2013 15:03:00 GMT -8
Post by Lord Invisus on Sept 22, 2013 15:03:00 GMT -8
Invisus sense the Count's uneasiness but not much else. Attempting to to scan his thoughts proves futile, this was much more the "Count" then meets the eye. He did not see the point in hiding what he was any longer.
His eyes flash a bright yellow as his voice lowers to an unnatural level.
" You have a young girl inside yes? There is no point in denying it, the old man's mind was putty in my hands. I'm am Darth Invisus, Sovereign Ruler and God of the Kamarian People."
His voice returning to a normal level and a Coruscanti accent.
"I have traveled a long way, tracking the girl here. I mean no harm to her nor any other in your House. I simple wish to speak to her, it is my hope she can answer some questions for me."
He reaches slowly into his long leather coat and withdraws his saber, unignited.
"Take this as a token of my good will."
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Krystal "Meony" Tancredi
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Oct 9, 2013 7:59:14 GMT -8
Post by Krystal "Meony" Tancredi on Oct 9, 2013 7:59:14 GMT -8
I hold my hand out for the doctor to procure a blood sample from me, and at the same time, I concentrate on lowering my high durability so that needles or whatever they use won’t have trouble getting through my skin. I don’t really fancy having more questions raised about my “powers”, as it is, I already demonstrated flight by accident. No need for extra complications. In the meantime, I cannot help but strain my hearing abilities to pick up a dialogue between Monte and someone from outside. I cannot help but feel something in my gut about this. I know it’s involving me, and this is either a good thing or a bad thing. But knowing my luck, it’s probably bad.
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Gukky
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Oct 10, 2013 0:34:40 GMT -8
Post by Gukky on Oct 10, 2013 0:34:40 GMT -8
Gustav took out another of Dred's stolen cigars, held it over Kuroro's open flame until he managed to get the grossly expensive collection of rolled leaves to hold the ember. Uncrossing and recrossing his legs, the doctor leaned back into the plush couch that dominated the smoking room, which was a narrow doorway away from Meony and the assortment of royalty that had collected themselves to preen over their recovered bloodline. Throwing his head back, Gustav smugly puffed away at the ceiling, bathing in the flow of moments, absent-mindedly folding a bit of paper.
Brushing the ash off his faux-noble outfit, Gukky stood up, motioned to Kuroro to follow and left the grounds.
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Count Monte Demici
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Oct 11, 2013 15:23:13 GMT -8
Post by Count Monte Demici on Oct 11, 2013 15:23:13 GMT -8
Invisus sense the Count's uneasiness but not much else. Attempting to to scan his thoughts proves futile, this was much more the "Count" then meets the eye. He did not see the point in hiding what he was any longer. His eyes flash a bright yellow as his voice lowers to an unnatural level. " You have a young girl inside yes? There is no point in denying it, the old man's mind was putty in my hands. I'm am Darth Invisus, Sovereign Ruler and God of the Kamarian People." His voice returning to a normal level and a Coruscanti accent. "I have traveled a long way, tracking the girl here. I mean no harm to her nor any other in your House. I simple wish to speak to her, it is my hope she can answer some questions for me." He reaches slowly into his long leather coat and withdraws his saber, unignited. "Take this as a token of my good will."
*Monte still had his other hand on his curved hilt, just in case this "God" decided to test just how Godlike he thought he was against a living weapon like Monte.* |
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Oct 12, 2013 10:04:27 GMT -8
Post by Lord Invisus on Oct 12, 2013 10:04:27 GMT -8
He chuckled "The Kamarian's are primitive people, the best way to keep them in line is with religion. They worship me and I allow it. I will admit I let it go to my head sometimes."
He examined the nobleman standing before him, the force was strong with him and he was not in the mood for a confrontation.
"I am nether good nor evil, I am what the situation dictates I am. Today I am merely a man searching for answers."
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Jace Stealer
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Oct 21, 2013 21:17:32 GMT -8
Post by Jace Stealer on Oct 21, 2013 21:17:32 GMT -8
The Emerald Blades military base continued to operate at full efficiency; monitoring off-world operations, fleet movements, information from various outposts, training missions and exercises.
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Count Monte Demici
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Oct 23, 2013 11:03:12 GMT -8
Post by Count Monte Demici on Oct 23, 2013 11:03:12 GMT -8
He chuckled "The Kamarian's are primitive people, the best way to keep them in line is with religion. They worship me and I allow it. I will admit I let it go to my head sometimes." He examined the nobleman standing before him, the force was strong with him and he was not in the mood for a confrontation. "I am nether good nor evil, I am what the situation dictates I am. Today I am merely a man searching for answers." |
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Oct 23, 2013 13:52:40 GMT -8
Post by Lord Invisus on Oct 23, 2013 13:52:40 GMT -8
It had been some time since he had visited Serenno, he had forgotten how they were such sticklers for protocol. Very well then, he would submit to the dog and pony show for the time being.
"As you wish it. I shall remain silent until such time as you deem it appropriate. I'm in no rush."
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Krystal "Meony" Tancredi
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Oct 24, 2013 0:49:25 GMT -8
Post by Krystal "Meony" Tancredi on Oct 24, 2013 0:49:25 GMT -8
So the process wasn’t as bad as I thought. They took the sample...yowch...stung. and a bit of staring into the microscope, lean back, look around in disbelief, stare into microscope again. I think I’ve already got a good idea of what thoughts are going around in the heads of people. They’re looking at me with a mixture of disbelief, amazement, and awe. I for one am not sure whether to feel relieved, afraid, confused, upset, or just everything all at once. Because I still feel no sense of connection.
“I’m Emilia Esperanti.” I say it with more resignation than joy. I feel like I’ve taken on an even greater burden than I already had, one that even my super strength may not be able to bear.
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Count Monte Demici
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Nov 5, 2013 12:29:08 GMT -8
Post by Count Monte Demici on Nov 5, 2013 12:29:08 GMT -8
It had been some time since he had visited Serenno, he had forgotten how they were such sticklers for protocol. Very well then, he would submit to the dog and pony show for the time being. "As you wish it. I shall remain silent until such time as you deem it appropriate. I'm in no rush."
"Please forgive the intrusion Countess Esperanti, I have a Lord Invisus here whom seeks an audience with you. Do you prefer to meet with him now? Or do you wish him to come back at another time, Milady?" *Monte flourishes a bow to Meony. Meanwhile Death Watch Marched towards Fiyarro and Carannia burns in the night.* |
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Nov 13, 2014 0:04:19 GMT -8
Post by Jace Stealer on Nov 13, 2014 0:04:19 GMT -8
Although the Emerald Blades (private military contractor) had somewhat faded away from the public view of the galaxy over the years, the amount of civilian contracts completed and their interactions with the local government and their economy remained. Dominating a sizable amount of one of the city's quadrant, the Emerald Blades headquarters sat in the middle of a well guarded region that consisted of barracks, hangers, warehouses, armories, offices, indoor firing ranges, cafeterias, simulation rooms, entertainment hubs, and everything else a functional army and fleet would require. Money that was earned through contracts generally went to repairing and acquiring assets and into the soldiers pockets. Most of that went to supporting themselves and their families, which filtered into the various services that the city and port provided. To say that the city's economy was boosted by the Emerald Blades presence was an understatement, especially considering the guaranteed safety of any trading ship due to the fleet in orbit. As well as the crew members of said fleet spending their paychecks in the city during their shore-leave.
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Nov 17, 2014 12:38:04 GMT -8
Post by Rael Rodder on Nov 17, 2014 12:38:04 GMT -8
Rael found himself walking rather leisurely through Saffia. He couldn't help but think that this was his kind of city, what with all the mercenaries walking around. He noticed that he was drawing a few looks from some of the younger looking mercs, no doubt because of the Corellian Banshee perched on his shoulder pauldron. Many of the other mercs though offered no more than a passing glance, an indication of well traveled and experienced mercenaries who had seen plenty. He could respect that sort of thing. So as he moved further through the city and deeper into the area that had been all but claimed by the Emerald Blades, the thought occurred to him that it had been quite some time since he'd worked with a group of competent, professional, like-minded individuals. Granted, Bird was good company, but the constant one-sided conversations grew dull after a time. It had been too long since he'd been able to share some of his stories with people who could comment back on them.
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Kel'Al Raganella
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Jan 11, 2015 20:37:33 GMT -8
Post by Kel'Al Raganella on Jan 11, 2015 20:37:33 GMT -8
=Jordan Halcyon=The contact information and reputation of the Emerald Blades was still available to those who knew where to look and needed specific types of business done, and every once in a while, those customers included Jedi themselves. While Jedi Knight Jordan Halcyon did not know of any specific connections between the shadowy organization and the Jedi Order, it had been implied to him in passing during a classified briefing that Corellian Intelligence considered them reputable, and he had found their contact information through sources in Coruscant's Underworld. Jordan's investigation had an element to it that would have to be wholly Jedi, but it couldn't hurt to have a third part pull on the same strings.And so he made a call from Coruscant. This is Jedi Knight Jordan Halcyon on Coruscant. I am looking to obtain some very specific intelligence, and I wish to request an in-person meeting with a representative of your organization.
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Jace Stealer
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Jul 30, 2015 19:55:39 GMT -8
Post by Jace Stealer on Jul 30, 2015 19:55:39 GMT -8
Although the Emerald Blades (private military contractor) had somewhat faded away from the public view of the galaxy over the years, the amount of civilian contracts completed and their interactions with the local government and their economy remained. Dominating a sizable amount of one of the city's quadrant, the Emerald Blades headquarters sat in the middle of a well guarded region that consisted of barracks, hangers, warehouses, armories, offices, indoor firing ranges, cafeterias, simulation rooms, entertainment hubs, and everything else a functional army and fleet would require. Money that was earned through contracts generally went to repairing and acquiring assets and into the soldiers pockets. Most of that went to supporting themselves and their families, which filtered into the various services that the city and port provided. To say that the city's economy was boosted by the Emerald Blades presence was an understatement, especially considering the guaranteed safety of any trading ship due to the fleet in orbit. As well as the crew members of said fleet spending their paychecks in the city during their shore-leave. |
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Post by Everett Stone on Aug 5, 2018 14:27:20 GMT -8
*Everett Stone was beginning to feel like a proper tired old man. Sitting at his desk in the central spire the old Jedi Investigator had begun to drift off when alarm klaxons began sounding through the government center. Snapping alert he was already in motion as his comm system came alive with alerts. It looked like Larcener, the warlord who claimed sovereignty over a vast track of land north of Saffia, was making another push to break through the city defenses. Everett made his way into the Command Incident Center of the complex. It was a circular room full of holograms, screens, and staff. The position of his office just steps away from the room was necessitated by the near constant attacks the city had been suffering for nearly a year now. He took the data in quickly as he walked through the small room. It looked like the attack was in sector 2 which, all things considered, was a good thing. That position was held by his own daughter Eliza, a Jedi Knight in her own right, and consisted of some of his most experienced troops. Even so they had been in some intense fighting over the past few days and were no doubt tired. Taking a seat in his command chair he began to calmly give orders to the comm techs nearby.*
"Get in touch with Donovan and Easton, make sure their Cohorts are on alert and ready to move if needed." *He had named the commanders of the two nearest Cohorts to the fighting. He was sure they would already be ready, but it never hurt to make sure. "Also, make sure Ivoj and his men are on the way, this is looking like a major push." *Initial orders in place Everett began to block out the outside noises and drift off into a semi-meditative state. He expanded his consciousness across the city to his troops in combat, using the guiding presence of his daughter to quickly locate the troops. Spreading out from her to her soldiers he began to refresh and connect them, allowing some of their fatigue to lift as he began to coordinate the battle through the force.
*Eliza Stone swung both sabers around with force enhanced speed, the purple and blue blades of light batting aside bolt after bolt of fire as about dozen of her semi-trained troops returned fire down the ally cutting down the small group of men that had broken through the outer defenses. As the enemy troops were cut down by a combination of their own laser fire as well as that of her soldiers Eliza began advancing until they were back at the earthen bulwarks that surrounded the city. Surveying the flat norther plains around her she watched as waves of soldiers in mismatched plasteel armor of many colors impaled themselves on her soldier's fire, the heavier fire of her 3 AAT tanks breaking up any group that clustered too close together. Eliza was breathing hard as she watched over her troops, finally having a moment to catch her breath. As she did she was filled with wamth as the familiar presence of her father's battle meditation washed over her. Wanting to take advantage of this while she could the Jedi Knight jumped down into the field, sabers swirling as she made herself a target once again.*
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Ivoj Nob
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Post by Ivoj Nob on Aug 5, 2018 17:06:26 GMT -8
This was supposed to be his first night off all week. Between the attacks on the city and training the inhabitants into a sort of militia he was always busy. He had been enjoying a nice cool Corrilian Ale just behind the lines when the first shoots went off. Then another, and ten more then so many he couldn't count the shots. This was clearly no minor testing of the defenses but a true push. Rubbing his forehead Ivoj downed the rest of his ale before standing and walking quickly to the door.
Jumping in his speeder Ivoj strapped on his blaster to his waist and started the short flight to the front. Keying the comm unit in his ear he reached out to Tem Tuum; his second in command who had been left in charge of the Highwaymen. Each member had originally been branded an outlaw while the city was under control of the Dark Jedi, and each had been sought out Ivoj to help fight the forces that now sought to take over the city.
Tem how are things, Im on my way.
For a few moments there was no reply before some ragged breathing came over the unit
Feels like Larcner really sent everything he had at us, hurry up would you-
There was the sound of an explosion to far away before the Cathar simply told Ivoj to hurry up.
Ignoring the bluntness of the mans reply he tried to force the speeder to go faster, angling it above the city he passed dozens of vehicles fleeing the other way just as the word was passed down the pipe to head to the line. He had to give Lord Stone credit the man had a hell of a command structure. It had been less than four minutes he figured since the first rounds were fired and people were being called up in defense.
Landing just outside building designated as a shelter for those who could not flee he came under fire right away, ducking in behind his speeder it took the bulk of the bolts the rest going wide. From behind him the Tem Tuum and the rest of the Highwaymen broke from the sand bags and covered his retreat back to cover with them.
We push forward in 5 minutes guys. Get ready.
Almost as soon as he spoke he felt his mind calm and the fear go from his body. Someone was altering his mind. Lord Stone. Lowering his face mask he felt the presence leave. It was no longer directly in his mind, but rather just on the outside of it wanting to be let back in. He was not going to let the Force help him in this. He alone would do this succeed or fail.
Five minutes is up lets go.
He had originally intended to give them the time to gather themselves but with the Force being thrown in their direction he was not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.
Rising from behind the barrier Ivoj walked out pulling the trigger on his heavy blaster pistol, aiming instinctively he fired bolt after bolt towards the advancing forces as he and the dozen Highwaymen behind him forced their way deeper into the enemy forces.
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