[❤] The Uprising of Delra (accepting, pm me)

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name. // jennifer dire. x • x gender. // female. x • x power. // pyrokinesis. x • x tags. // none.

"i am as deadly as fire itself."

The treating required little work. A few minutes later and it was bandaged. She had nothing more to do here and decided to go wander about. Shutting the door carefully behind her, Jennifer wandered the long halls for some time until she stopped short before the common room. It was entirely deserted and seemed a fair bet as far as not being disturbed went, for now, with everyone still back near the cells. She walked in and took a seat, leaning back against the chair and letting her eyes shut. It was about as close as she would get to relaxing. Though even sleep was likely to disturb this with nightmares that plagued her dreams. The reminder nearly made her open her eyes and sit up but she figured she was safe so long as she didn't make the mistake of falling asleep.

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name. // demetria greene. x • x gender. // female. x • x power. // dragon shifter. x • x tags. // diana & wayne.

"she was not fragile like a flower; she was fragile like a bomb."

She could smell him before she could see him. He absolutely reeked. Gagging, Demetria waved her hand in front of her face. Her nose was scrunched up and her lips curled down into a disgusted frown. "Good god, forget his weapon. He could kill someone just by standing a couple of feet away from them," she grumbled as he approached with the most outrageous stride. His comment immediately set her aflame. If she could, she would shift right here and now and eat him whole. Hell, he didn’t even deserve that quick of a death. "Come a little closer and I'll show you 'not safe'," she spat with her lips curling back into a snarl.

[Zyn]

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❤ Female || Twenty-Two || Unknown
❤ Location: The Prison
❤ Tags: Demetria, Wayne
❤ Mood: Focused, Confident, Curious
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Diana noticed the blush that was creeping up Demetria's neck and onto her cheeks. However she was careful not to mention anything or show any sign that she had noticed. If it had been herself she wouldn't have wanted it to be pointed out. "Good! I am glad you are interested in a duel, sometimes I introduce the idea too quickly and some people don't appreciate it." Her voice was full of relief and excitement. It had been a long time since she had a friendly duel with someone and she was looking forward to testing her steel against someone who had trained for a long time. Letting out a chuckle she shook her head slightly. "Sorry my tale isn't very dramatic, I have plenty of other crazy tales to tell but they are also very lengthy." It was clear that her new found friend was very much on her side of things, perhaps she would have an easier time retrieving her stolen item. As they got closer the stench that seemed to always surround Wayne in the noxious cloud got stronger. It was how she knew that they were getting closer, the cell quickly came into view. Her lips curled up in a grin at the sight of Demetria looking disgusted, quickly she forced it away. She couldn't look so amused. The moment she heard his voice her attention snapped over to him. Holding out her arm in front of Demetria she sent the other woman a look that said 'I can handle this.' Keeping just far enough away from Wayne she let her hair fall in front of her face just enough to hide her facial features. She didn't want to recognized just yet. "Considering where you are don't you think that you should be more careful about the words you speak? Speaking of which I caught a snip-it of what you told the rebels who were just here. I am dying to know what you were telling them."

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♕ Male || Eighteen || Telekinesis || N/A
♕ Location: The Hall of Headquarters
♕ Tags: Ardai, Councillor Hilda
♕ Mood: Focused, Startled, Tired
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Quinn may or may not have started to space out and thus tuning out Ardai but he snapped into the presence the moment he heard a voice. It was the Councillor Hilda, but the words portrayed her stress that he hadn't noticed as much before. What she was saying was the most interesting piece, it appeared that she was speaking to someone. A gentleman at that, someone had called ahead and was asking about a female rebel. It could be anyone but then again they didn't get calls in all that often which meant that either the man speaking to Hilda was very important or the female mentioned was important or perhaps it was both. "She is speaking to someone, a man. I think whomever it is will play a large part in the rebellion. The stress in her voice and then fact that he called the rebellion prior to getting here to check on someone says a lot" he whispered thoughtfully back. He wanted to go back and barge into the office to see what the heck was happening but he couldn't do something so rash. "If they are as important as I think they are then we will find out later" he added quickly as though to discourage any eavesdropping. "It is a big long but sounds good to me. I don't know about the heroic suits though, I have to make outfits for Alastair. Maybe I can make some fancy clothes for us instead. Never know when we will have to dress up for something" he suggested. "I could make an outfit that could be paired with big heels since I know you want to be even taller than you already are."

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

➹ Wayne Montgomery
Ex-Commander in the Royal Guard
Location: Prison cell
Tags: Demetria, Diana

Wayne's face showed nothing but an egotistical smirk. He was safely shielded behind these bars, and besides, he didn't view women as a threat anyway. "Ooh, fiesty," He taunted the slightly smaller of the two. "I like women with a little fire. It's cute. As long as they know their place, though."
The other one sounded calmer. Wayne couldn't see her face, but he knew this little rebel was bound to be intimidated by him. He just laughed at her, a sound reminiscent of a dying bullfrog. "Oh, you didn't hear? That princess you're harboring is a liar. She's going to gain your trust before killing you all."
He then switched back over to hurling rude comments at the two rebels. "But I shouldn't be saying this to little girls, it might give you nightmares. How about you let me out of this cell? I could take care of that traitor for you."

Ardai Fairchild
Shadow puppets
Location: Hallways of Headquarters
Tags: Quinn, Councillor Hilda

Thanks to his Sixney hearing, Quinn had quenched Ardai's curiosity about the councillor's situation. The telekinetic was also incredibly observant, churning out theories like a detective. The redhead was impressed without a doubt. "Oh wow. Forget the space stuff, this is more like one of those spy movies." Ardai wondered who the mysterious man could be, but Quinn's next words seemed to answer his thoughts. He decided not to investigate further.
"Oooh, fancy clothes. My heels have to be at least six inches high. I want everyone to see how fabulous we are!" He was just bursting with enthusiasm for everything. That included his size - Ardai either wanted to look really small or really big. When heels were involved, the bigger the better, and the opposite applied when scary councillors were involved.
"I say 'we' because you'll be on my shoulders," Ardai explained. "Anyway, can I see what you have for the prince? I mean... for my son. Heck, I forgot I 'adopted' the guy."

Sycamore Jin
Phoenix
Location: Prison
Tags: Aida

Sycamore was taken aback by her cheerful, bubbly friend having such a negative reaction to the newcomer. This was unusual for her, meaning this Captain Wayne was bound to be exceptionally rude. The phoenix still didn't understand racism, but knew it was harmful nevertheless. Why did humans have to hurt each other in such sadistically creative ways?
"Oh, that sounds mean." Sycamore's furrowed brows relaxed as the subject quickly changed. "But yes, Diana is very kind. Same with Prince Alastair - I'd love to come and see him again."
As they continued back down the tunnels, the phoenix was relieved to see Aida's enthusiasm returning. "I'm definitely excited! A little worried though, since social situations are, ah... awkward." She rubbed the back of her neck, still rough from recently shaved feathers. "What do you think the mission will be like? No public speaking I hope."

Gavotte Tenuto
Water manipulation
Location: Common room
Tags: Jen

The waterbender hadn't appreciated Prince Alastair's responses. He pretended to be progressive and compassionate, but those were clearly lies. Gavotte knew he was a monster underneath that thin veil of politeness. A manipulative, deadly charismatic snake who'd seduced countless innocents with his charming facade. Gav had seen a glimpse of the cold-hearted demon underneath when he'd questioned Alastair about torture. That defensive response clearly hid something - how many lives had that villain destroyed for his own selfish ambitions?
Lost in his own thoughts, he ended up wandering into the common room. The first thing he noticed was Jennifer who appeared to be half-asleep on a chair. "Oh, sorry Jen..." He murmured, starting to back out of the room. "I didn't mean to disturb you."
Poor Jen deserved some peace after the whole ordeal. From Gavotte's perspective, that horrible traitor-prince had spun sinister words to inflame her on purpose. The scheming Alastair was nothing like his father... he was far worse. At least Brungard's evil was honest and out in the open.

[Zyn]

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❤ Location: The Prison
❤ Tags: Demetria, Wayne
❤ Mood: Focused, Confident, Cold
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Diana had to fight to control her emotions enough to keep her calm expression, she didn't have the oneta trait to help her. Luckily years of dealing with sexist jerks taught her to be strong when facing them which is why she only reached out to squeeze Demetria's arm. She wanted her new friend to know that she shouldn't react strongly without actually saying anything. What she actually wanted to say was something along the lines of 'your right, we should return to the kitchen where we belong right? we will return once we have spoken to such a strong man.' The words never left her mind though and she was able to keep her cool and only shifted while she waited for him to respond to what she had asked him. His response was as disgusting as she had assumed it would be, it was rude and horrible to the prince. Not that she was really ready to leap on board with the Prince, that being said being disrespectfully to anyone didn't sit well with her. She barely managed to hold her tongue and good thing she did because he continued with sexist comments about herself and her new friend. "Those are quite the accusations 'Captian Wayne.' Unfortunately you seem to have taken some damage in the fight, you don't seem to realize to whom you are speaking to." Her voice dripped with sarcasm when she spoke the magical words 'Captian Wayne.' "Come now 'Captain Wayne' you can't have forgotten who I am already." Stepping forward she pushed her hair back and away from her face as she fixed Wayne with an icy look. "I think you need to rethink your words and your tactics, I know the prince far better than you know him. On top of stealing on of my most prized possessions you slander the prince and myself and my friend. For my honor and for those you have discredited I formally challenge you to a duel Wayne. I will even do you a favor and I won't use a weapon. Wouldn't want you to back down from a fight just because you are scared to fight a little girl like me." Despite her calm stance her eyes bore into Wayne's with a certain level of coldness. Her voice was rigid and was a bit frigid, there was no mercy here.

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♕ Location: The Hall of Headquarters
♕ Tags: Ardai, Councillor Hilda
♕ Mood: Focused, Startled, Tired
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Quinn's brows raised when Ardai seemed to latch onto what he had said about the mysterious man. Luckily his friend was receptive to his urging to not investigate any further and they moved onto the next thing. The fancy clothes he had proposed. Though his friend decided that heels had to be a ridiculous height, not that he had assumed anything less. "We'll be hard to miss with me on your shoulder" he hummed in amused way. He wasn't short by any means so their overall height would be something quite impressive. Then tack on the six inch heels and he wondered if they would be able to stand anywhere. Maybe it was more of an outdoors look, which gave Quinn the inspiration to jot down notes. Their outfits would have to work well as solo acts while also being cohesive enough to look like a match pair, they also had to be warm enough to accommodate their outdoor use. Perhaps a removable jacket for both so that they could both wear their outfits inside. Which brought him to Ardai's pants, or maybe a skirt, it would have to go well with the chosen shoes. He was pulled from his notes when Ardai requested to see the plans for Alastair's outfits. With a nod he held up the notebook flipping to the first outfit idea. They all had a theme, formal without feeling uptight. "He seems like the kind of guy to wear formal stuff so I thought things like these might go well with him" he explained and peered at Ardai. "What do you think? Do you think Al... sorry your son would like it?"

[Stumpy.]

Aida lead the way, her footsteps tapping in a quick, rythmic pattern. She pondered over Sycamore's question briefly, then responded with a likely not surprising answer.
"I hope that we get to help people. All the sneaking around and spying stuff sounds neat and all, but I want to help people, make them smile, and show that we're all really nice." Aida replied. She knew fights were necessary, and she would absolutely help her teammates, but she'd be much happier bringing smiles to peoples' faces. Plus, rebellion work couldn't be all fighting and vigilante work, could it?
"Either way, I'm really excited to go to Fivana and Twodor. They both seem so fun!" Aida added, cheerfully.
Aida came to a quick stop once she reached the correct cell, and then waited for Sycamore.
"Hi! Uh, really sorry to bother you, but I just wanted to double-check something." Aida turned back briefly to smile at Sycamore, the worries with Wayne seeming to have been thrown out of her mind.

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name. // jennifer dire. x • x gender. // female. x • x power. // pyrokinesis. x • x tags. // gavotte.

"i am as deadly as fire itself."

When she heard his voice her eyes burst wide open and she shifted her position upward, stifling a yawn. "I don't mind," she sighed while pointing to the seat next to her, "come and sit." He was the one person that right now she hadn't necessarily minded "bugging" her. "So, how did the questioning go?" She asked as she angled herself towards him. Would he ask about her? Probably, but she was certain he'd already figured out what went down. After all her bandaged and bloodied knuckle was a dead giveaway. Not exactly discreet, per se. She just let it remain in her lap with her other hand covering it. The attempt to hide it was futile.

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name. // demetria greene. x • x gender. // female. x • x power. // dragon shifter. x • x tags. // diana & wayne.

"she was not fragile like a flower; she was fragile like a bomb."

Demetria hesitated as Diana reached out to hold her back. She was a stubborn individual who wasn't known to give in easily. She debated before settling on backing down, just this once, because she ultimately valued Diana's friendship more then getting the last word or punch in. Standing back and letting Diana speak, she flashed her dragon eyes in Wayne's direction from behind. Her pupils were dilated and her eyes had become a slightly darker green. As Wayne carried on with his repugnant sexist comments, she found herself taking a step forward to pursue him once again. Her friend must have noticed as she grabbed her arm this time around. Her grip was firm and strong. Inhaling, the dragoness remained where she was and held her tongue. Her glare had spoken volumes though as it was full of malice. When Diana challenged him to a fight she found her lips curling up into a wicked grin. She couldn't wait to witness this.

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

➹ Wayne Montgomery
Ex-Commander in the Royal Guard
Location: Prison cell
Tags: Demetria, Diana

Wayne's eye twitched as the brat continued to speak. Before he could retort with another load of sexist garbage, however, she pushed back her hair to reveal piercing eyes. This was enough to pause the bigot in his tracks. It was Diana Schirmer, daughter of the Administrator of Thrinton. A woman he'd stolen something from in the not-so-distant past.
The shock on Wayne's face was quickly replaced by clenched teeth as she challenged him to a duel, sounding like some formal old Onetian. She didn't even want to use a weapon. Well, Wayne's sword had been confiscated on arrival, so he couldn't swing it at her face even if he wanted to.
"Are you stupid?" He sputtered, getting his fists up and ready. "Come in here and I'll teach you your disgracin place, woman. Your pops ain't here to save you now."

Ardai Fairchild
Shadow puppets
Location: Hallways of Headquarters
Tags: Quinn, Councillor Hilda

"Yeah! Everyone will see how great we are." Ardai could just envision the scene now. With six-inch heels and his friend perched on his shoulders, he would be unforgettable. Not even the tallest crowd of Twodorian warrior-woman could overlook them. Heck, even Emperor Brungard himself would be intimidated.
When Quinn began showing the ideas, Ardai leaned over with bright curious eyes. These outfits were perfect for the Prince of Oneta, but at the same time wouldn't offend the more casual districts either. It amazed the redhead how his friend could find such a balance. "Oooh wow. He's definitely going to love them!" Ardai exclaimed, still ogling the outfit ideas. "Maaaaybe you could test them on me before giving them to my son? Mother knows best after all!"
Ardai was the worst at hiding his intentions. He obviously just wanted to strut around in fancy clothes, especially ones of his best friend's creation. They were even more special.

Sycamore Jin
Phoenix
Location: Prison
Tags: Aida

Sycamore nodded - she agreed wholeheartedly with her friend. The whole point of revolution was to make the world a better place. Some of the more militant rebels like Commander Kendrick seemed to forget that at times, allowing violence and hate to blind them from the truth. The Uprising existed to help the people.
"I couldn't have said it better," She told Aida with a smile in her general direction. "Also when we go to Twodor, I bet at least twenty mums will adopt you baby. I know I would!" It was probably Sycamore's instinct to think humans were cute, but Aida was especially adorable and cheerful. Too bad they were the same age, so no adopting.
It became easier to see as they approached Prince Alastair's cell. Sycamore put on a bright smile, hoping to encourage Aida a bit before the conversation.
"Good evening." Alastair looked up from the journal he'd been writing in. Sycamore recalled Aisling delivering it to him alongside the blankets and pillows. "Please, ask me anything. You have every right to know."

Gavotte Tenuto
Water manipulation
Location: Common room
Tags: Jen

Gavotte smiled softly, glad he hadn't offended the blonde with his sudden appearance. "I'd love to," He responded, approaching the empty chair. Before taking a seat, Gav shuffled it a little closer to Jen. A gentle smile softened his features that, minutes ago, had been creased in anger towards the tyrant's son.
"Not bad..." He admitted when asked about the interrogation. Jen had left early, while the rest of the Phoenix Squad stayed to hear the other interviews. They were pretty repetitive, just a Brungard being manipulative as usual. "Although I feel we got nothing sincere out of him. I can fill you in on what you missed, but I don't trust a word he says."
As his eyes fell on Jen's bandaged hand, Gavotte's expression shifted from disgruntled to concerned. "Anyway, I'm sorry you had to deal with that. If you need to talk about anything, just let me know okay?" He gazed up at her with worried blue eyes, at the same time hoping he wasn't overstepping her boundaries. "I don't want you to feel alone, Jen."

[Zyn]

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❤ Location: The Prison
❤ Tags: Demetria, Wayne
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The anger rolling off of Demetria was so strong that it seemed to almost be a physical presence in the room. Diana was grateful that the glare that was fixed on a Wayne wasn't turned on her. She wasn't exactly sure what she would do if such a glare was directed at her. The cool facade that she was keeping up would have cracked for sure. Out of the corner of her eye she saw her friend's lips curling into a wicked grin, it seemed her new companion had a lot of faith in her. Not that it would be too hard to beat Wayne in a battle, even a fool could take the bigot out. Turning her attention back to Wayne just in time to spot the shock that washed over his face, it seemed that he now knew who she was. Though that expression quickly turned into one that might have been anger if the clenched jaw said anything. Her own lips curled up in a smirk when he accepted her challenge, he didn't know what he had signed up for. If her father was here he would have backed her one hundred percent, probably would have said something along the lines of 'she doesn't need saving.' Would have followed that up with some sort of encouragement, 'go get me.' Fighting and dueling was something her father agreed fully on. "Don't cry when I win this duel" her smirk had slithered into her voice. Spinning on her heel she marched over to where the keys where kept and pulled out a set that had to go to Wayne's cell. She returned with confident strides and then paused next to Demetria. With smooth motions she removed the belt from her hip that housed both her longsword and sheath. Setting them down so they were leaned against the wall next to her new friend she made sure they were far enough away from the cell so that nobody could grab it. Then she straightened and fixed Demetria with a confident look. "I will entrust this sword to you, I know you will take good care of it." Then she turned on her heel and unlocked the door stepping instead. The moment before she closed the cell door she glanced back at Demetria. "I will see you in few minutes." There was clear confidence in her voice. Then the cell door closed behind them and she focused in on Wayne. Pressing forward she grinned wildly. "Ready when you are oh Captian Wayne" she said with a smirk on her lips as she dropped into a steady fighting stance.

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♕ Location: The Hall of Headquarters
♕ Tags: Ardai, Councillor Hilda
♕ Mood: Focused, Startled, Tired
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Quinn hummed with amusement when Ardai got excited about the idea, he would have to make the outfits after he finished the stuff for Alastair. "I will have some time while I am on mandatory bed rest so if there is anything you want just let me know. I can make something for you after I finish with Prince Alastair's stuff." His offer was one he planned on making happen. He knew they would have a mission coming up soon so he wanted to make something for his friend to wear on the next mission. Hopefully it would help his friend feel stronger. Watching his friends expression carefully he was pleased to find that they seemed to like the designs. "You two are about the same height but I am not sure it would look right on you, the sleeves and pant legs would be ever so slightly too small on you. How about instead I make you a fashionable outfit that is tailored to you instead. Then you can have a fancy outfit to strut around in and it would look like it belongs on you" he offered. At the moment he didn't have any ideas for a fancy outfit but he was sure it would come to him soon enough. Pulling the notebook back he started sketching again, so far he had three full outfits but the prince would need some extras that could be mixed and matched. Some good button down shirts and pants that could be swapped out easily. He would have to talk to someone about getting socks and underwear for Alastair since he assumed that they hadn't brought any with them. "If you had an outfit like Prince Alastair's what color would it be?"

[Stumpy.]

Aida grinned, laughing cheerfully. A mischievous look crossed her expression as she replied;
"Not if I do the adopting first!" Aida loved the idea of being able to rescue even one person from getting an implant, as unlikely as the situation was.
When Alistair spoke up, Aida turned her attention to him, falling politely silent as he agreed to let Aida ask him whatever she'd come to ask.
"I just wanted to make sure you wanted to be referred to as a guy, or if you would prefer something else. The other prisoner who came in from the mission kept calling you a girl, and I wasn't sure if he was just being rude or not." Aida spoke quickly, though not at a speed where her question went misunderstood. While she wasn't bouncing in place, Aida did fidget with her hands. It was hard for her to stand perfectly still, but she was at least able to keep it from being unable to stand in place at all. Still, it was one of those things that she was constantly told to work on, so she had.

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name. // jennifer dire. x • x gender. // female. x • x power. // pyrokinesis. x • x tags. // gavotte.

"i am as deadly as fire itself."

Just like her, Gavotte didn't believe a word he said. Thank god. He'd also been the more peaceful of the pair and therefore she assumed he may side with him, having forgotten how his words reflected otherwise earlier on with all the commotion. "Neither do I," she muttered, her eyes fixing into an enraged glare as she recalled what he told her of her parents. "Oh.. thank you." Jennifer could feel her cheeks growing warmer as he added the last part. They were such simple words but meant so much more coming from him. She reached out her good hand and placed it atop his. Jen was no good with words but the gesture had to have said something close to what she would say if she was.

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name. // demetria greene. x • x gender. // female. x • x power. // dragon shifter. x • x tags. // diana & wayne.

"she was not fragile like a flower; she was fragile like a bomb."

She watched it all unfold with the same expression. Taking the belt from her and holding the sword she nodded. As Diana bid her farewell she quickly said, "I'd wish you good luck but you won't need it." Winking then just as the door came to a close behind her. She turned around and pushed herself up against the wall, letting her eyes wander over the imposing weapon.