I'll file the requistion.Unsatisfied, you rise to your feet, pacing around the telescope in the center of the room. An hour passes as you compose your speech internally, practicing various gestures and movements as you do. The Pontifex's teachings come in handy, but you're limited by your lack of an arm. You'll have to 'borrow' a half-cloak from somewhere to cover it up, and instead work on the choreography of your speech with just one. A broad, sweeping gesture.
A gentle chime sounds at the main doors, and you approach, opening them with a flick of the card.
Iyal stands on the other side. She bows her head respectfully. "I wish to speak with you, Lady Pheobe."
"Uh, yes. Come in." You're already put off balance by the time she enters, and the two of you find a sitting room. She sits upon the floor, setting her palms on her knees and bowing her head.
"I would like to ask you a question."
"Okay..?"
"Why are you doing this?"
"I'm--I'm sorry?"
"Defending these people. Why do you care, when you're so much stronger than they are?" Her words catch you off guard, and you shift in your seat. "As an angel such as yourself, surely there's something that awaits you besides this world?"
You are Pheobe Gainer AKA Alphira
Local Time: [0300] 11/21/2011
Personal Time: 5 months
Empyreal Time: NO NETWORK CONNECTION.
You are missing an arm.
Cohesion: 80%
You are satiated
Hands: A pair of leather gloves.
Feet: Woolen socks(hidden)
In Holster: A Crusader Cutter Hilt (250/250)
Torso:A fitted grey shirt with long, tight sleeves.
Over Body: An orange, fur-lined coat.
Lower Body: New grey semi-formal, military-style pants.
Overload: Trained
Bird of Sol's Reign: Qualified
Conquerer's Aura: Initiated
Inferno : Great
Healing Factor: Apprentice
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Endurance Boost: Amateur.
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Strength Boost: Amateur.
Matter Manipulation:Silicon:: Competent
Skill:
Charisma: Apprentice
Skill:
Attrition Warfare: Apprentice
Skill:
Marksmanship: Proficient
Grandmother(adopted), Handler: Mother Nicole Gainer
--Contactable in person.
--High Influence with Scholars, Crusaders, the Thornton Family
--Current lawful ruler of Steelworks 9 Region (Crusader Supported)
Organization: The Children of SEED
Ten individuals, with the minds of automata and the bodies of men and women. Their very presence grates on your nerves.
--Contactable in person, or by radio.
Organization: The Thornton Family
--Contactable through Emma, radio.
--High Influence within Steelworks 9 Region
--Allied with Nicole Gainer, you
*Researching: Radio towers*
Organization: Thornton Mercenaries
--A complement of hulking Thornton soldiers turned into cybernetically augmented heavy-duty infantry. Equipped with fusion reactor based las-gun assault rifles, Inferno Shotguns, super thick armor, and technicians standing by. They are also equipped with inter and intra-squad radio communicators.
--Lead by William Thornton
Servant, ? ? ?: Iyal
--A mysterious Outlander woman, branded by SEED as a debt-slave. She wishes to serve you, for a better life after an attempted mugging.
--Contactable in person, or by radio.
*Currently assisting with the resettling*
Ally, Subservient: William Thornton
Leader of the Thornton Family of Businessmen.
--Contactable in person, or by radio.
--High influence within the Thornton Mercenaries
--High influence within The Thornton Family
--Feared within Steelworks 9 Region
*Coordinating Thornton Family Assets*
Personal Scientist, Ally: Silas Thornton
--High influence within The Thornton Family
Lover, Consort: Emma Thornton
--Contactable in person, or by radio.
--High influence within The Thornton Family
Pet, Threat: Mitch, the Barker
A bristly furred, stubby faced hellion of a canine that will possibly mutate in the future.
-9/50 Obedience
-?/50 Affection
-1/50 Respect
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