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Post by The Emperor's Left Shoe on Mar 30, 2024 9:30:53 GMT -5
In a meeting between high-ranking officials of the Vandenreich, it would make sense to have a number of Privat to attend to their gathering. Whether that be for general service, refreshments or the like, and that was exactly why she was here. An unassuming woman, clad in generic white Privat attire; surely nobody worth regarding with a second glance. So it was pure coincidence that she had been selected among the few.
"Yes, sir." - was the comprehensive response she had given to Lucien. Short, professional and with a small hint of dulcet tenderness behind it. Her composure would conceal the state of her mind upon being requested. It wouldn't be strange to be shocked at such a sudden demand, though this lady revealed no such attraction. Even her own greyed hair, which flowed delicately as she maintained a three-pace walk behind Lucien, was unassuming.
As they arrived upon the meeting, the woman stood in the shadow of Lucien. There was a certain foreboding in the air, so she took her time whilst still outside of the room and of anyone's glance to settle her apprehensions. "Uwah, that must be Madam Sieglinde.." - being a Privat in attendance, she had to maintain her best composure around Sieglinde a few times before. In solace to her, a bead of sweat rolling down her expression would be inappropriate. Thus she steeled her expression before entering.
Politely, demure, and wholly lacking any sort of added presence to the room. Perhaps it were exactly this demeanor that had an opposing effect to her own unostentatious disposition; plainly, she stood out. If only for being the solitary sapling within this assortment of roses. Meagrely existing, adjacent to and stood behind her seated superior.
Post by Ruhe Krieger on Mar 30, 2024 9:44:35 GMT -5
Ruhe remained incredibly quiet, though respectful as possible for a private of her ranking. When her superiors spoke, she listened. However, there was a moment's surprise when Ruhe was asked to take a seat. That she'd been invited, and thus, there was a place at the table for her. "Yes. Mein Sternritter." She proclaims, bowing with a curtsy as she moves to take a seat near the end of the table, a place that represented a lack of importance, and frankly, that was not only how Ruhe viewed herself, but perhaps preferred others to view her as well. Even as she suppressed her power to as low as she could manage.
Though anyone with any notable energy sensory could sense how monstrously strong Ruhe truly was. Then, the eccentric figures came. Alexander. Then Lucien. In those moments, the young girl closed her eyes, crossed her hands together, and she prayed. Prayed that she would be able to live another day. Pray that she would not be harmed nor maimed in this meeting of eccentric personalities. Prayed that she would in fact not be punished and smited by a whim, on his Emperor's name. It was here that Ruhe was very evidently seen for what she was. A child at the grown up's table. Quite literally, as the youngest member here. It didn't help that she now looked even smaller and younger than she already was.
Remaining humble, she found the intimidating aura of Sieglinde didn't make her tremble so hard. For there were more horrible and evil women out there that Ruhe had endured, time and time again at that. One might imagine Alexander's introduction would have been viewed perhaps with some level of disgust or revulsion, setting a poor standard of discipline and mannerism for the recruits, especially one such as Ruhe, but power was everything in the Vreich. The nepotism for the strong was evident and permeated through Vandenreich society. This was just one of those examples. In a way, Kimiko was right.
There was no true peace for a girl named Ruhiger Krieger. In moments such as this, she wanted to shrivel and disappear before the gazes and watch of the many. Keeping her heart in check, she slowly looks out to all the different faces as she rest before them. Before looking to Lucien especially, with a low sense of dread in her heart, before her eyes look down towards the table again. The little girl honestly could have cried. Could have cried at all of the boisterous and otherwise strange figures, most of which had the authority and the power to have her executed and killed on a whim. Ruhe prayed harder.
Being like the ideal child, she did as they did. She remained silent until called upon, if at all. For children were meant to be seen, but not heard if they sat upon the table. Not that anyone would find much semblance of joy in them anyways. Ruhe frankly didn't know much of what it meant to be prideful, or joyous about much of anything. Instead, she knew of suffering, and how to show respect. How to serve, How to do as she was bid. How to be the paragon of what a Vreich private would need to be in such times. Why was she here? How long could she last in such a meeting?
Why did Alexander's choice of music suck? The singing voice was as charming as the call of a demon itself, and in these lingering thoughts? Ruhe wished she was a small child again. With someone to love and care for her. To be able to lose herself in child like innocence and enjoy simple things. In this dynamic, it seemed as if Cassandra was the grandmother, Lulatrix the eccentric elder sister, Priscilla as the malicious aunt with a black heart, Alexander as the drunkard uncle who'd gotten too many brain cells killed, and Lucien was the nice and kindly neighbor who reminded you that your life insurance wasn't paid for; just by being around. Ghost was...Ghost.
Last Edit: Mar 30, 2024 12:51:09 GMT -5 by Ruhe Krieger
Post by Ghost Fenyx on Mar 30, 2024 22:51:10 GMT -5
Ghost was new to being around others such as himself. This was new to him to the point he didn't even know who was who. But the way the being across from him was talking to him. He had a clear feeling to take notes of this one. Ghost would look to his cigar and then he would simply put it away. As he said in a quiet low tone, "Apologies I meant no disrespect." As he put it away he would began to scan the room as to get a sense of who was who. So far he saw another person whom he assumed was at his rank if anything. He felt he could maybe have a conversation with but then he would hear other person make a statement as well.
Ghost truly was new here and didn't know what was right and what was wrong. But one thing for sure was that he did not want to mess up anything. Sure he had many encounters good or bad outside of here but inside he was still a nobody. As he would then stand up and would give a bow of respect and apology. As he sat back down he would then say to the group at large. "Hello all my name is Ghost Fenyx apology I did not know." As he sat down he would look around and see more and more Quincy started to show up.
As he looked on he would see a familiar face and it was that Lucien guy. He was the one who Shot him with the arrow. He gave Ghost a certain look but Ghost would quickly look away not trying to male eye contact with him. As he was not yet where he wants to be. Soon he would start to look around for anything to drink such as Tea. Which was the case with him as he have came unparalleled and unprepared and simply made a fool of himself. The o ly thing he could do now was look forward and try to do better.
Last Edit: Mar 30, 2024 22:52:33 GMT -5 by Ghost Fenyx
Post by Alexander Alistair on Mar 31, 2024 10:11:29 GMT -5
Seems as though his introduction had the intended effect after all despite the hiccup with song choice. The plan was to make an entrance and that’s quite what he did. Sitting as close to Priscilla as possible, Alex simply couldn’t help himself with how excited he was to see the little princess again. Well, she wasn’t quite what she used to be the last time he saw her. The woman looked as though she was going through her goth years. Amalia must have had quite an effect on the girl while he was away. “It’s not a phase Mom” Alex could imagine her saying to Amalia. However, what he couldn’t have expected was Sieglinde revealing that she was no longer a Captain Supervisor, but had been promoted to the esteemed position of Sternritter. Alexander blinked with stunned surprise. He was positively, absolutely, stunned. So much so he actually fixed his sitting position and dropped his fan-favorite clown act.
Perhaps even to Sieglindes own surprise, despite her intimidation attempt sliding across Alexanders' chicken breast smooth brain, the man bowed his head in reverence to the woman. A proud smile pulled his lips as Alex lowered his head. ”Congratulations are in order then, Master Sternritter. Pray forgive the incorrect title, I had not been made aware of your ascension. Should you find the time for celebration I would love to hear the story. My quarters are open to you. I’ll have an exquisite meal prepared alongside the good champagne brought out.” Alexander expressed, placing one hand across his chest as a sign of a small salute.
”To answer your question, Master Sternritter, I was away on a mission in the human world. We can discuss the finer details another time should you wish.” he gave as a brief explanation. Not that he was trying to hide anything or avoid explaining, only that he was acutely aware of more personnel invited to this meeting piling into the room. Somehow he wasn’t late or the last one to arrive after all. Rather surprising actually. What’s more, he had even received a greeting from Lucien Dantes. ”Why thank you. It’s a pleasure to be back.” He missed Rome. It was so bright and colorful. The food was delicious.
With more people arriving, Alex decided to take the time to scan the faces in the room with glances. Of course, there was Sieglinde. But scattered around were faces Alex didn’t recognize. Luluatrix. Who’s the shortstack? Then to Lucien. I miss Hadrian. Ruhe Krieger. Attention starved. His eyes passed over the two white-haired Privates that joined only to settle on the rather… shockingly out-of-place-looking one in the room. Is that Jo? No, there’s a distinct lack of motor oil all over the floor. Who is that? Alex asked himself as he looked at Cassandra Frost. Now, of course, it didn’t look good on a Captain to not know who every Captain Supervisor was. Alex could only play the “I’ve been gone awhile” card so many times.
Unknowingly, he and Lucien shared a similar thought. As more and more high-ranking Vandenreich officials piled into the room, some with their pet Privates in tow, Alexander was wondering something Lucien had asked himself. Why was he here? It was an honor to have the privilege to sit at the same table as Captain Supervisors and Sternritter, but Alexander knew next to nothing about the subject for discussion. Not only was he not involved at all he was a specialist in an entirely different field. It was like inviting a boxer to discuss plumbing. He didn’t see himself having much to add to this discussion. Plus with the way Sieglinde had glared at him he was expected to be on his best behavior.
Well, he could use this as an opportunity to get a reading on the other Quincy in the room. Get an idea of who it would be better to befriend and get close to. Interpersonal politics were the name of the game to surviving in the Silbern. Who your friends were was important. Now that Amalia was gone, Alexander lost a very powerful card he had.
Post by Lulatrix Lapis Lazuli on Mar 31, 2024 22:09:50 GMT -5
A bright smile formed on Lulatrix's face as she was complimented by the Sternritter. Those who were the direct mouthpiece of the Emperor sat in a position that Lula envied above all things. She felt like she was being praised by the emperor Himself. As more of the Vandenreich poured in, she watched silently. Some Privat's entered, but Lula kept silent.; She was their superior, but those above her also seemed to wield the power at this meeting. She wondered what it was about if, seemingly, anyone could come in.
Maybe it wasn't what she thought it was...
As more people entered, her demeanor sank. Getting to chat with a Stern Ritter was one thing, but this was beginning to feel less like a party and more like the boring kind of meeting. Her head drooped and she put her cheek in her palm and rested her elbow on the table. Her large hat kept her vision mostly hidden, but as Alexander began speaking to Sieglinde, Lulatrix's nose began to wrinkle.
"Bleeeh!" She blurted out obnoxiously, thinking the man was trying to go above and beyond his station with the Stern Ritter. With a snort from her nostrils she looked around for one of the privats and snapped her fingers. "Hey! Are there refreshments here?" She asked. "One of you bring me some juice! And make sure there's a straw in it!" Lula demanded of the privats. Even if there weren't refreshments, as a Captain Supervisor, she knew that it was a Privat's job to do whatever she said, regardless of how menial the task was.
She then turned and looked at Sieglinde. "How many people are you expecting at this meeting, Kaptain?" Lula asked in the politest tone she could muster in her growing annoyance at the lack of any real authority beyond Sieglinde, who seemed to have been the one to organize the gathering. "Now that I think about it, the summons seemed rather vague. I didn't get a clear indication on what, exactly, this meeting was to entail."
Post by Sieglinde P. Krantz on Mar 31, 2024 22:59:37 GMT -5
Humming softly to herself as events unfolded, Sieglinde took the time to glance at the two newest members at the meeting. "Quite wonderful to see you again, Dantes," she spoke softly, "and, who might this young lady be that you've brought with you? A personal attendant of sorts?" Giving Für a smile in return in prompt of an answer from the girl, she did what she could to read the woman's rather unassuming expression and appearance. What had been her deal? She'd learn soon enough.
As Ghost stood down, apologizing for his transgressions, Sieglinde nodded her head. "As long as you're acknowledgement rings true, it's no skin off my back. Let's not let such happen again though, mm~? I've heard quite a bit of your endeavors from some of the other Soldat; it'd be a shame to let such potential go to waste." Truth be told, she was genuine in that. She'd heard a fair bit about some of his endeavors, and was curious to see where he'd go in the future.
As Alex spoke, Sieglinde chuckled. "Mm, that's better~" she chimed, quite fond of being addressed as such. Her position within His Majesty's army gave way to quite the power high at certain points; this was no exception. She'd worked far too hard for such a position, and wasn't going to let anyone take that from her. "Though, do bite your tongue. Flirtations and flattery will get you nowhere, Alistair. Show your gratitude on the battlefield, n' we'll see what celebrations might be in store."
As Lula seemed to sink, and show a bit of detest toward Alex's own advancements, it prompted a simple chuckle from the Sternritter. "Oh, come now; there's no need for such a response, Lazuli. That said, you do bring up a few excellent points." Picking up the stack of paper in front of her, she hit them against the table not only to straighten them, but to garner attention.
"As the lot of you know, the Niflheim operation had recently concluded, in such a way that remains quite unexpected. Two of our own, Sternritter Rozelyn and one of His Majesty's Generals, Sternritter Caesar had put on quite a display in securing the advent of the ship." She sighed softly. "As it seems, unfortunately, neither of them will be joining us this afternoon. No matter, however; today's meeting is not on the topic of the operation itself, but rather what steps are to be taken going forward."
"As the lot of you may know, the Vandenreich is not a group to remain complacent for long; especially if I've anything to say about it. As such, I'd like to take the opportunity to bring about a bit of... chaos, amongst the recovery from the event. Quite a number of Shinigami lives were taken during the Niflheim's maiden voyage, including but not limited to the Soul Society's defensive and offensive forces. Their numbers have been thinned, to say the least."
"Similarly, with the rather noticeable damage that had been dealt to Moscow, we've received word that there are a number of factions aiming to... cover up the events from prying human eyes. While remaining under the radar in a spiritual sense is important - for all of us for that matter - the last thing we want is for damage from the event to be covered up. It was a showing of power, after all; scarred earth will remain as a reminder for those that wish to scuffle with His Majesty, and scarred it shall remain."
"Lastly, we've events that transpired on the other side of the world; an attack on New York City, resulting in quite a bit of damage. Similarly, cover-ups are in the works from the same factions. Though, this one remains rather... interesting. According to eyewitness reports, such an attack was caused from a Hollow; one with unprecedented power. Lulatrix, can you confirm?" She waited for a response, assuming it'd be an affirmation. If this was the case, she'd continue.
"As such, Las Noches is on our radar as well. Which, brings us to the purpose of this meet. I'd like to enact an attack of sorts, upon all three organizations. Hence, why you are all here today. Those that could not attend will be sent the sparknotes on the meeting, but I come with a simple proposition for all of you; will you join me in this endeavor? Such will include splitting into three separate forces, each armed with quite a number of Soldat alongside you all. Each shall take place all at once, providing little opportunity for conversation amongst our enemies."
And with that, she was open for questions for anyone in attendance. After all, no question was a bad question; especially when having such a plan sprung on the lot of them from the blue. Interlocking her fingers before placing her hands on the table, she gave the group a smile. One laced with venom. Not toward any particular member here, but rather out of sheer excitement for what was to come.
Post by Ruhe Krieger on Mar 31, 2024 23:27:12 GMT -5
Ruhe was awfully silent as she entered prayer, that was until the Captain Supervisor, Lulatrix had requested juice. "Of course." She proclaims, rising to her feet almost immediately, and walks in a dignified manner to get her the refreshment she so asked for. Surely in a meeting room such as this, there was a level of refreshment, and if there was, she'd sniff the drink to make sure it wasn't something unappealing or alcohol by mistake.. Ruhe would find the immaculate chiseled glass cups, and would pour forth the Captain Supervisor a glass of grape juice, three quarters full, before walking her way and depositing the cup for her with a flourishing bow. Her gloved hand releasing the side.
Returning to her seat, she found herself seating herself, and listening fully to what Sieglinde had to say, regarding the Nifelheim and her military doctrine of aggression against the other realms. Against Las Noches, the Shinigami, and those that would obscure the work of His Majesty, the Emperor. Ruhe had faced off against one of their lieutenants by herself, and while she had never said it, she'd dealt him significant harm, whilst she'd returned nearly unscathed. Her powers had grown exponentially with the passage of time, something she'd come to harness and develop. Though, she thought of the feasibility behind such an initiative. Ruhe was a huntress.
She knew that a moment's slip could cost the game, but also knew that a hunter must pick the ideal time of which to shoot. Danger was a prevalent thing after all. Surprisingly then, she'd be the first to speak in an assertive tone, her eyes looking up from the table towards her Sternritter. "We cannot act without more intelligence. Mein Sternritter." She says, sitting upright and folding her hands, fingers interlocked. "I do not know the specifics of information regarding the numbers of our enemies, but launching offensives in the home territories of our foes, both known and unknown poses great risk. And the consequences can be dire."
Voicing her concern, she thinks of the potential ramifications. "Silbern has no risk of being invaded, but to send forth the armies of His Majesty on multiple fronts may prove problematic. If not disastrous. I've been to the Rukon districts of Soul Society, and in the face of threats, they have began militarization unlike anything I'd have expected. My entire platoon, slaughtered in a few moments. Their patrols diligent. Defenses and traps heavier than ever before. At this point in time. All of their soldiers are veteran. Their new ones have motive and fervor. To fight and protect their homes." That said, Ruhe perhaps shows a level of intelligence beyond her years. Or at least strategic thinking beyond a girl her age. She'd come to realize that in a way, the Seireitei when incorporating the Rukon citizens could in a way replenish their lost forces easier than they could.
"I propose two courses. The first. We send forth small groups and units to gauge the defensive capabilities and potential of each of our foes; to discern general information and capabilities of combatants in order to plan a greater offensive? Or the second...Focus on the greatest foe that opposes His Majesty as a united front. If the Shinigami are as expended as you may think? Let them sit. If the Hollows have amassed such power that they can destroy entire cities in a single motion? This should be addressed. As for these human organizations? Well..."
"We've showed power that could only be covered divine and have exposed the Emperor's power to the masses. For what purpose? To surely win their awe and reverence and to convert them to our power. Either to have them prolestyzed or to bend before him. We should seek to sway the world governments to be our allies. Infiltrate and take power within them. Use their resources and means to destroy our other human world rivals. Or assimilate them." Those were just some generalized thoughts on potential approach.
Last Edit: Mar 31, 2024 23:33:33 GMT -5 by Ruhe Krieger
Post by Lulatrix Lapis Lazuli on Apr 1, 2024 0:50:18 GMT -5
"Mmhm! Mhmm!" When presented with the glass of juice, Lulatrix greedily snatched it from Ruhe and began to slurp it down with loud gulps. She nodded along to Sieglinde's words, giving a big nod when she was addressed. By the time she was finished, Lula was as well and set the glass down with a loud clink after giving it a few sucks on the straw to make sure every bit of juice was vacuumed up.
"Ahhhh~" She exhaled as her legs kicked happily once the juice was finished. She then turned to the Privat who had her own piece to say and wrinkled her nose. "if you mean small groups, then a few Stern Ritter and some adjuncts should be enough to get the job done." She boasted. "However!" Lulatrix raised a finger.
"I have some information that may shape our decision. Leviathan wasn't just a Hollow. I was there. I watched the destruction first hand. It was thousands of Hollows. Maybe even hundreds of thousands. To be able to create such a beast would take power that is, frankly, is foreign to the natural world. Even the strongest of beings would still need a magikal conduit to help achieve such a feat. I've already tried to conduct my own experiments, but, unfortunately, I don't have the space to conduct them properly. Any time I try and begin my testing, some jerk shows up to mess everything up!"
Lulatrix hopped out of her chair and stomped her foot petulantly. Her gloved fist pounded the table. "Mashing Hollows together can't be done in the human world without interference!" She hissed petulantly. "But I know Leviathan was created via transmogrification! I have enough evidnce..." Lulatrix's gaze shifted around and she narrowed her eyes. "I know the only thing that could transmogrify that amount of mass is a Philosopher's Stone. If someone actually has one, then they are the most dangerous threat. Period." Lula insisted. "And if we can possess it, then His Majesty's victory over any foe is assured."
Lulatrix hopped back on her chair. "If His Majesty's command is war, then I will be on the battlefront, but I can feel it inside of me." Lulatrix shivered with delight as a smile crept over her face and she hugged herself with one arm. "His Glorious Purpose rings in my ears. We should be expending resources on verifying if the Stone exists, finding out who has it and stealing it or creating our own." Lulatrix turned her head. "So, if you want my opinion Kaptain, razing Hueco Mundo to the ground would be the simplest method. If we have a force so powerful they have no choice but to use a weapon like that, well, whose Will do you think will prevail?" Lulatrix said with a raised eyebrow as she looked at the room.
"Besides." Lulatrix said, cracking her knuckles. "Occupying Hueco Mundo would give us a second staging area, as well as eliminating those horrid things that quite literally poison us. What will the Shinigami do? Invade? And leave their already sparsely guarded Seireitei all but empty? Tch!"
Post by Ghost Fenyx on Apr 1, 2024 23:05:43 GMT -5
As he was able to calm things down he was beginning to see how things worked around here. It seems he had a long way to go if he wanted to get any respect around here. Then some how some way he needed to get to the emperor. He needed to prove his worth to his MAJESTY glory. But he was a far cry from where the current members were at. As he tipped his head in response to a captain saying she heard of his deeds. It was great respect in his eyes. That meant he was getting somewhere in all this. After that he would remain quiet for the time being simply only looking around and paying attention.
He would only speak when spoken too and if allowed. But for now he simply had to let the others know how he looked. After a few minutes he would request tea to come seeing as the others was getting drinks. Ghost would be waiting until spoken to. He was just now hearing the results of some operation named Niflheim and clearly all went according to plan. This must be a good thing and the Quincy helped out major was Sternritter Rozelyn and a Sternritter named Caesar. But wait did she just say General. A smirk would come over his face as he would then think to himself.
"So one can join the ranks of the Sternritters not by rankings but by how useful his majesty sees you. This is very interesting news to say the least." Soon he would continue to listening on taking in all the notes he could. Soon she would say the realm that he loved to go to Las Noches. His eyes would light up. As the last time he was there he was with another Quincy and she is now a Lt of all things. Just then his tea would arrive as he would take it and take a small sip and just as he thought it was nasty. But he was grateful to have it. Then his mind would go back to the land of the hollow. True enough he had has his fair share of encounters with them. As he would then remember he then survive a near death experience fighting with a very powerful hollow.
As Ghost would say in a low tone voice. " I've fought off a hollow who was in a ranking system known as the Espadas. He held the rank of One and to this day I wonder how I even made it out of that?" He would then sip his tea hoping no one paid attention to his rambling of a pass fight. Soon he would listen own to the Quincy with the witch hat on and she would say something that was truly incredible. "Philosopher's Stone what in the world is that." Ghost would be all ears as she said that and Ghost knew he had to steal this thing and bring it back to his MAJESTY. By doing so he would be granted a place upon his side without a doubt.
Soon he would raise his hand after she was done speaking as to speak next. "Do forgive me if I am speaking out of place. But I have encountered many different hollows and I am quite sure you all have as well. But I've learned of a ranking system thier top combatants uses and it's called the Espadas. Thier powers dare I say is equal to the Soul Reapers captains if nit greater. I mean no disrespect when I say this Lucien was one of the strongest guys I ran into up until I had a chance encounter with the Espada dawning the number 1 and I happen to beat a former member as well with help from what is known as a Full Bringer." He would look to Lulatrix and then to Sieglinde. He would say in a calm voice,"by all means I should have been dead by now but I've lived and only gotten stronger. I've even unlocked an ability that allows me to inflict the same poison-based damage to my opponent's and it can kill instantly if not over time. But to be honest I've no idea how to use it. But I know I can be useful so I will like to join the war efforts. I would like to be of more use to his MAJESTY and all his glory." As he said that he would take a sip of his tea as he waited for thier response.
But one thing was for sure he wanted to see what this Hollow who was mad up of other hollows looked liked.
Post by Lucien Dantes on Apr 4, 2024 23:43:29 GMT -5
Lucien wasn't sure what to make of the Private that had come to accompany him, but he was pleased to see her respond immediately and affirmatively to his command. Both good traits in a Private, that would hopefully result in a long life of service. Once he got to the room he nodded to his accompaniment. "Please. Take a seat and introduce yourself." He instructed her, allowing him to hopefully sidestep Sieglinde's inquiry about her, once asked.
Once he was seated himself, Lucien took some time to listen to Sieglinde's debriefing of the Nifelheim project. There were some notable omissions in her report, but Lucien wasn't about to challenge a Sternritter. Polite, affable, and composed. That was Lucien Dantes--
COUGH COUGH COUGH
"Please, pardon me for that unsightly display." Lucien stated, a light flush of embarrassment as he procured a kerchief from inside his uniform pocket to wipe some flecks of blood from his glove, generated by his sudden coughing fit. By the Emperor's mercy at least it had struck after Sieglinde had finished speaking. Lucien was not thrilled how Ruhe was attempting to appease Lula. He'd heard things about that one, and he was somewhat concerned about the girl associating with Lulatrix too much. He understood her subordinates had a worrying tendency of disappearing. He wanted to speak with Ruhe later, but then again... perhaps it would be better not to approach her? ....He wasn't sure what to make of her. Truly.
As far as Sieglinde's suggestion, it seemed so far the attack on Las Noches was being met with popularity. It was, however, Ghosts comments that most drew Lucien's attention. He looked over at Ghost and gave a cursory nod. "....If what you say is true, then perhaps his Majesty's decision to bring you among us is bearing fruit. The Espada numbered one, the Primera Espada, is generally regarded as the most powerful warrior in Sonken Kouhai's army. You claim to have fought him and survived? If that is so, then sharing what information you have regarding his skills and abilities would be useful to any assault we would make on the Alabaster Fortress, as he will almost certainly be among its most formidable defenders." He stated.
"That being said, any assault on the Fortress should be in our usual style. Full speed and power, striking quickly, striking decisively, and not permitting the battle to draw out. Arrancar and Hollows are, as Captain-Supervisor Lazuli adequately put, poison to us. The longer the battle is drawn out, the greater the odds that we fall to that selfsame poison. Even in the event of a pyrrhic victory, I do not think it out of place to suggest that a single living Vandenreich Private is of greater value than a thousand dead Hollows."
"At any rate, Las Noches is a good target. Although Soul Society has suffered severe damage in recent months, they are a tenacious lot, and have proved themselves worthwhile adversaries to our order, and are better prepared for an attack than Las Noches, which, for all its squabbles amongst themselves, have remained strangely untouched by-- and perhaps, unprepared for similar assaults to the Seireitei. As for XCution and Uzaki Enterprises, they are of little import in the grand scheme of things-- and I have heard word from some agents in the Human World, that XCution may be toppling off the map anyways. It seems that an unknown third party dealt that group a crippling blow as well. Las Noches is a fine target to establish our control and dominance."
Last Edit: Apr 4, 2024 23:47:37 GMT -5 by Lucien Dantes
Post by The Emperor's Left Shoe on Apr 9, 2024 6:08:56 GMT -5
Politely glancing over the other individuals within the room, her long and grey hair resting upon her shoulders, the Privat attending Lucien Dantes assessed the rest of the individuals within the room. Aside from Sieglinde, whomst she were already familiar with, all of these people were new to her; furthermore, likely outranked her. If not by actual status, then by magnitude of strength. "They seem like a handful." - the lady assessed within her thoughts, face long since gone stoic.
It appeared between the rowdy conversations, and despite her best attempts to come across as nothing but a decoration to their discussions, she had managed to garner the attention of Sieglinde herself for a brief passage of dialogue.
Not wanting to glance over to the Sternritter directly were not disrespectful in its own right, though she was relieved that she had not been addressed by Sieglinde directly, if for nothing else but maintaining her composure.
After being instructed, the woman closed her eyes in acknowledgement toward Lucien's order; remaining silent for a moment. Hastily responding to his command not with words, as not to interrupt those speaking at that moment, but with a slight bow forward.
She took a seat adjacent to Lucien, her movement restrained by her elegance; quite noticeably swift, decisive, yet self-effacing. Correcting one long strand of hair over her ear with the cusp of her hand, mouth withholding presence until given an opportunity.
"I apologize for my interruption, I have been instructed by his eminence to introduce myself." - as she pauses for a moment to be given audience - "I am Für, Privat in attendant of Lucien Dantes.".
Her gaze fell upon no individual in particular as she addressed the room. With this many colorful personalities around, saying the wrong thing could easily draw some unwanted attention. In her position, it would be best to remain quiet and let them discuss between themselves; hoping that she would fade into the backdrop of the room promptly.
Post by Cassandra Frost on Apr 10, 2024 20:20:21 GMT -5
Chaos often added a lil spice and texture to the field of battle, but this was a bit much even for her to keep up with. Cassandra sighed a subtle cloud of steam and leaned backed into her cushioned wheelchair. This Alexander seemed a bit familiar. She'd cast a glance at him. He was quite the charmer, though a bit more goofy for her specific liking, but not so goofy for someone like her daughter, Miranda. Upon this thought her body froze and her eyes narrowed.
Miranda *had* mentioned having a lil fling with a certain quincy, even if it was short lived. She still carried his medallion and claimed to have taken his fur coat. She *did* mention him with the moniker of "Alex", so it was possible this was the goof-ball that seduced her daughter. Good for her, though it is unfortunate Alexander was incapable of bringing her back to the Silbern. That troublesome shinigami way of thinking had poisoned her mind for some time, but it was very possible to remedy this. Better for her to be cured and living than die in the opposition of the grand plan.
Regardless, it was possible Alexander didn't know who Cassandra was, but her appearance wasn't too far off from her daughter's, if one could look past all the cybernetic bits. She'd glance back at him as he stared her down. She'd give him a rather wide smirk before returning her attention to the private who overstepped his bounds.
His apology would be suitable for now. Mistakes happen, but one should be wary that any mistake could be fatal. He knew his place so she cast the offense from her mind.
The adults would begin speaking and planning on who to strike first. It was an intriguing thought. They could strike both Las Noches and the Sereitei simultaneously, but was it that wise to split their forces in such a way? The shinigami's number were diminished, but what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. If this worked for her daughter, it would have certainly worked for the shinigami of those whose potential was much higher.
The old Captain Supervisor would cough and lean into the table, her hands intermingling as she rested her head atop them in a relaxed manner.
"I would advise against splitting our force, especially against an enemy who is likely expecting to be attacked, I.E. the Shinigami. Though Los Noches may not expect an assault, splitting the force may decrease our ability to secure the fortress swiftly and efficiently."
"If we are to hit both, I reccomend we strike Los Noches first. I concur with Captain Supervisor Lucien's assessment. If we are to secure Los Noches, It would provide a valuable foreward operating base. If the Sereitei sends a strike force to repell us, we will have the advantage. They will be unable to send a strong enough force to oust us from that position."
"If speed and efficiency is not on our side, we still retain the advantage of being unreachable in Silbern. We can use this to out maneuver the enemy and potentially leave a shinigami force stranded in Hueco Mundo, should they catch us before we are unable to secure Los Noches, leaving the Sereitei that much weaker."
"We have the advantage of surprise now, but I fear we may need more intelligence on our adversaries to hit our peak efficiency in toppling them both. The more we know, the more likely our victory will be assured.", she'd propose, catching her breath. vents along her hips would chitter, providing the cyborg woman with quite the annoying itch. she'd huff and lean back into her chair, clutching her dark, loosely fitting uniform and pulling it tighter against her frame to soothe the subtly malfunctioning parts.
"Regardless of the action chosen, my guns are poised to bombard our enemy into submission. The order to fire need only be given."
Caesar stood in front of his mirrors, a smile creeping against his face as he admired a more official uniform. Caesar was dressed in an evening dress uniform fashioned to the color scheme of the Vandenreich. With the symbol for General stitched to his shoulders. His hands correcting each wrinkle and an eye to detail his ears wandered to a debrief as a private stood at attention. Letter in hand they read it out loud at a pace as if this kind of ritual was a frequent thing. At least for this private. As the private finished what was needed to be said as well as an escort requested, formed and waiting for his Lord at the door Caesar was ready. He had trimmed his facial hair and had made sure that everything else was up to what he believed was the standard for himself. He had gathered his thoughts from his recent operation however at that time it was not time to dwell. Instead as he remembered who had arranged the meeting. "Heh. Well if its a personal invite from Ms. Sieglinde. I'd hate to disappoint." He turned to the private that had stood besides him. A young private at least in his thirties, to be specific he was within his fifties. A tidy private, his uniform to inspection he was a recent one to be recruited among batches. Their hands swiftly took a salute before Caesar placed his hand on the others shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze. "Now, Mr. Hernandez. I shall be stepping out of my office. Do me a favor and get the boys to help tidy the place when I get back, feelin this meetin's gonna be a biggun." and with each clack he had joined his escort.
As if reading his mind, or being able to follow the smaller details in orders all three were dressed for similar occasions. Their uniform only missing a rank, and their identities obscured with a white ballistics mask. As if lined up perfectly, their heights and builds were similar. Their heads bowed in reverence before Caesar could even step through the door. With a final clack they all rose in uniform before one stretched as if they held their pose since getting to post. An older voice groaned from behind the stretching ones mask "God Boss-man is it reallly that necessary to have us hold that post when waiting for you? Doc's gonna have a fuckin word with you about my lower back." They began their walk, each clacks echoed as groups that had previously been going about their day turned their head. "I'll have the paperwork ready fer you to sign and maybe we can slip in a 214 for you to sign so you can retire." "Cram it." a chuckle rumbled from the small group. Many made their way to the side to give room, to avoid, to continue their duties before they are noticed by any of the four at least in their mind. The walls, the halls their uniforms seem to be pressed and tighter if not for small mistakes done out of haste. Caesar always enjoyed his brisk walks between meetings, or places he knows its important. He prepared himself mentally, and got himself excited to meet all of the names he's did his best to memorize. Down to every private within his God's Army.
As they approached the door, the talkative one began to chuckle and vibrate slightly. "Hey Boss-man. It seems one of our esteemed Sternritter's are feeling... pissed." his gravely voice seemed to rattle outside with amusement. "Hey. I'm gonna sit out here with the boys. Have my approved smoke break. You go in there and do what it is that's outta my paygrade." and as if on cue the three stepped to the side. The ventilated area that was an area to lounge and socialize became desolated almost immediately. People packed their things and moved, others tried to blend into the background. No one knew who these were, as far as they were concerned they accompanied Caesar. They never addressed anyone that was not already directly speaking with Caesar and their presence was almost next to non-existent when Caesar was away. Caesar checked himself again, with a non-combat version of Rip-Rah strapped to a standard holster. He eavesdropped on the conversation or at least attempted to do so, in an attempt to allow things to progress as they were smoothly and to try to understand as much as he needed to understand what was going to be discussed. As Frost finished their sayings a loud presence became known with several well intended knocks and a smooth creek of the doors opening.
"Well, slap the arrancar and spit on some hollows. Sieglinde! Ain't seen you since the Privates came home. His eyes gave everyone a firm presense with each gaze. Letting everyone know they got their fixins coming to his introduction. A grin on his face and genuine joy to be there. He approached each individual, starting with a polite hand tip and a salute with Cassandra. His eyes wandering to the different parts that whistleed and blow, that ventilated and hissed with timing. Not out of curiosity or out or pity. But out of admiration, someone who bears this many wounds can still fight for Der Kaiser. Something that no matter, it was something that Caesar admired. "Ms. Frost. I am glad that medbay had authorized your release from their care. If there's anythin more I can do to make you more comfortable thats within my power. Give the word." he gestured with a small node and a smile. If she had any words for him he would listen and move to the next as fluidly as his approach to the table. His strides with every measure carefully taken. A salute and a hand shake presented to Für. "You must be among the newer batch of recruits that came in recently. General Caesar." his hand planted firmly in front of the private. A firm handshake with the intent to gauge whether the intent could be reciprocated. He as well gave he the fair amount of time if she spoke.
When he had approached Lucien his hand extended with excitement "Cap'n Supervisor Dantes. It is well to see ya out in this meeting. Hope accommodations been made fer ya so things are comfortable." he gestured for the captain supervisor to not stand when receiving a salute and hand shake. He continued with this when he met with ghost. A warriors handshake with extra strength and a grin to match. "You held against a former Espada and caught a meetin with the number one? Ah'll be that's somethin worth commemorating. So good work, son. Keep at it." And to Lazuli he gestured a salute, a polite bow and a courteous handshake "Pleasure Ms.Lazuli. I believe this is the first time we have met face to face. However might I say it is a very admirable endeavor expanding the ways this great armies arsenal." He extended a salute and a handshake to Alexander with similar vigor as he had approached Ghost. "And you must be the demon killer I heard about. You musta had a hellofa time showing them the power of our God" When he stood with Ruhe, his salute and handshake was with firm conviction. He was aware for the accomplishments that this private had accomplished, debrief and after action reports were something he partook of when operations occurred. He gave her the oppertunity to speak of it, or to speak her mind a little longer before moving to the head where Sieglinde sat. A strong handshake and a convicted salute. "Now run me up to speed Ms. Krantz. And when things are concluded we can catch up over a good glass of whisky." He sat himself among the others, giving the captain supervisor the needed attention to continue after she had filled him up to further his understanding and to give her an oppertunity to present her points again. "Please."
Post by Sieglinde P. Krantz on Apr 22, 2024 0:42:49 GMT -5
Listening to the words that were spoken one at a time, Sieglinde maintained the same almost eerie smile the entire time. "Your thoughts are... curious, Ruhe," she started, staring directly at the girl, "though by no means are they misinformed at all. It seems you've taken quite a note of how your superiors do things; impressive, if nothing else. That said, I do agree with your stance. For the most part, anyway. I think there's little merit in getting our hands dirty in Human World politics, but that's still quite the interesting idea. We'll think on such."
As Lula took her turn to speak, Sieglinde chuckled along. "And that, Miss Lazuli, I cannot help but agree with you on. Tracing back to Ruhe's words, we need not an entire platoon in certain instances; especially against Soul Society, whom had just finished dealing with multiple onslaughts? Perish the thought. A number of Captain Supervisors should be more than enough to keep them under wraps, I'd think."
"Though... You do bring up an excellent point. Such devastation that had occurred in New York... Something is brewing within those alabaster halls in Hueco Mundo. Something potentially far worse than anything we've seen thus far. His Majesty only knows what that Shinigami on the throne over there could be pondering... Perhaps a campaign to storm the sands would be a good thing."
As Ghost took the opportunity to speak, Sieglinde put a hand to her chin. "You mean to tell me you've skirmished with the Espada? And the Primera, nonetheless?" She stifled a chuckle. Her own sensory capabilities told her that he still had quite a lot to learn regarding his own Quincy abilities. To have gone toe-to-toe with the Primera Espada, though? She couldn't've helped but feel a level of embellishment behind his words. Though, to so willingly lie to a Sternritter like that? Surely he wasn't that suicidal. "If that's truly the case, Ghost, I'd like to see your abilities after this meeting personally. Consider it... a friendly spar of sorts, mm?" The same smile returned to her face.
Turning to Für, whom had taken the floor to speak next after Lucien's order for introduction, Sieglinde nodded her head. "Your introduction is appreciated, Für. Truly, it's a pleasure to see such a dutiful young upstart aiding Supervisor Dantes. Tell me, how long have you been in service of His Majesty?" Unlike prior interactions, there was little malice in her voice. Rather, she'd treated this girl just like she'd treated Ruhe upon their first introduction; nothing but niceties where she could afford. After all, such helped to paint a good picture of the organization.
Being pulled from her thoughts quite quickly, Sieglinde turned her attention toward Dantes, before quickly pulling a small handkerchief from her breast pocket, and sliding it toward him. "Easy, Supervisor Dantes," she spoke, "are you all right? If you need time to rest, don't hesitate to take such, all right?" She nodded her head, letting him speak his peace.
"Curious..." She began once more, "seems someone else has dealt with XCution before us, mm? No matter; we may have fallen a bit behind on Seireitei as well, but I can assure you we won't suffer the same mistakes on the Las Noches front. Seems quite a number of people are in favor of an assault in the sands, mm? Supervisor Frost, what say you on the matter?"
Turning her attention toward the metallic lady therafter, she listened to what was said. "I detest admitting it, but you may be right. Seireitei is likely to expect another assault at some point. In the same tune as well, I don't believe we are as impenetrable here in Silbern as we may hope. Note, that is not wavering faith in His Majesty; more that while I believe it was largely undocumented, our late Sternritter Amalia had informed me, once upon a time, about a Shinigami Captain that had managed to appear in our world. She hadn't gone into detail on the matter, but I feel it's a matter of time before someone - not even necessarily those Shinigami dogs - end up on our doorstep. Like has been stated multiple times over, swift, decisive action on our first target is a priority."
As she finished, the girl turned her attention toward an individual that had been quite quiet the entire time thus far. "And, what of you, Alexander~?" She smiled, "you've been awfully quiet thus far, surely you've something to add, mm? After all, I'm sure you know full well what happens to-"
As she spoke, she was interrupted by a new quest.
"General Caesar!" She exclaimed, "it's been far too long! How have you been? We've quite a bit of catching up to do at some point!" Chuckling softly, she allowed him the opportunity to speak, introduce himself, and get settled. When she was addressed once more, she nodded her head. "This afternoon's meet is to talk about our next steps after your valiant efforts waged aboard the Niflheim. So far, it seems that just about everyone here is in favor of bringing the warfront to Las Noches. Keep operations swift, tactful, but powerful and oppressive. How might you lean on the matter?"
Post by Lulatrix Lapis Lazuli on Apr 24, 2024 0:02:22 GMT -5
Lula put on a smug face as everyone seemed to agree with her obviously brilliant plan. Though it irked her that they seemed to ignore the why, at least she had their attention. Except for Dantes rather disgusting cough, Lulatrix nodded along with each one of her fellow Quincy's words until the General stepped into the room. She returned his salute with a rigid one of her own and then looked to Sieglinde as she said her peace as well.
Lula took the chance to step in where Sieglinde had offered Alexander a chance to speak up. She needed to impress generals like Caesar, after all. "If those dumb Shinigami want a fight so bad, then we should give it to them. Just not directly" Lulatrix said, clearing her throat. "Everyone but the Vandenreich is content rest on their laurels until they see an opportunity too enticing to pass up. They want to play checkers, well, let them! We'll keep playing chess. Use one of their enemies to provide a small threat to them to divert their attention. Then, entice the Hollows to strike at what they perceive is a weakened enemy. Let the Shinigami be distracted while we hit a now vulnerable Hueco Mundo with a total blitzkrieg!" Lula punched one gloved fist into another gloved palm as she grinned.
"There's got to be something inside of the Seireitei to risk an operation by someone in the human world, isn't there? Even if there isn't, well, that something could be made up." Lula shrugged. "it doesn't really matter. Engagement is the goal. It shouldn't be that hard, then to get one or two of those hungry hollows to think they have a chance to catch some wounded prey." Lula's legs kicked and she laughed at the thought.
"Running around like idiots! Ahahaha! I would almost feel bad for them if they all didn't deserve it!" Lula said, her teeth gnashing together as she spat the word. She inhaled and hopped back onto the middle of her chair. "I'm not the one who has that kind of knowledge of all the players in this game, though." She waved her hand at the room. "I'd have too much to prepare for if we decide to invade Hueco Mundo." Lula grabbed the desk with both hands and leaned forward as she looked at all of her comrades. "So, who here has that information?" Her eyes then focused on Ghost.
"What about that guy? If he claims to have survived a fight with the Primera Espada then he has to know what makes the thing tick, right? As far as I know these Hollows are driven by base instincts. That's why I thought they would be difficult to herd. That's why they should be crushed." Lulatrix said, clenching her fist. "Instinct is dangerous and unpredictable. It's hard to control." Lulatrix narrowed her eyes and sat back in her chair again. "Just don't forget that in all of this are purpose is to serve the Emperor. His Will be done." Lulatrix reminded.