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Mon Jul 08, 2019 2:17 am

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Valentine

Artist: Street Fighter 3: Third Strike - Song: Theme of Q - Word Count: N/A


Mm... Valentine was rather disappointed as to how Karakura had turned out. Not necessarily in its outcome, granted. If anything, the outcome was almost assuredly a great boon in the favor of Lux Orior's goals. However, he had been unable to actually study what had happened. Every drone bird he had kept within the city had simply perished under the sheer weight of the spiritual energy exerted in the battle. Had he not been preoccupied with his own battle, he might have wished to simply watch it himself...

But, at the very least, he could do the next best thing. Well, that wasn't quite accurate. The next best thing would be to gain the water memories of one who had been there. He would eventually ask Chifuyu to share it with him, but for now, he wished to pursue a more Earthly approach. He would never pretend to be anything other than a child of Mars, at least not among those privy to the truth, but it was important to consider those who were not. And so, he had come to Africa, home of the one combatant he was able to ask.

The Wizard of Mars suspected that this country had all manner of ways to detect spiritual energy, but he knew he would set none of them off any more than any other person might. He walked with his hands in his pockets through the capital, taking in the sights. It was an impressive place, that much he would admit. This level of industriousness would make even the people of Mars proud, though perhaps not the attention to...aesthetic. Still, that was the Earth way. He had come to expect it.

It was almost too easy for him to approach the palace, but thankfully the king of Vastime did not seem to depend entirely on defenses against those spiritual in nature. Stopped by the guards, he could only smile and show his badge, the same smile he always gave to those barely worth his attentions.

"Valentine Ransom Carter, Chairman of Lux Orior. I am here to speak with my peer."

He said it in such a manner that, if most did so, would seem like it was condescending. Valentine, however, had no concept of condescension to even give to these guards. He was simply stating the truth of the matter, avoiding any unnecessary diplomacy. This was a business matter, and an important one at that.



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Mon Jul 08, 2019 9:11 pm

KING OF VASTIME




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If there was one thing a soldier of Vastime was expected to have in the face of the public, it was professionalism. To lose one's head when in uniform was one of the highest forms of dishonor, thus should be avoided like the plague. However, there was a level of annoyance when foreigners came to the palace and they confronted these guards with their claims of wanting to see their king. Of course he had instructed them to let most people through, and provided they had paper work one should accept that.

Yet, it did not stop the soft grimace to appear on the soldier face as he brought up his forearm and a hologram projected off of it. Upon the name being said they would gain something of a small dossier on the man including things to confirm the identity of such a man. With the multitude of energy and biological means to overcome such things they needed safe guards to ensure this was indeed Mr. Carter. Of course, he also wanted to be done with this swiftly but while he did a few confirmations of biological signatures he'd speak.

"It appears you have no biological records to confirm who you are, however there appears to be a note within your file regarding your lack of energy. We use a double method of identity confirmation, your unique spiritual presence shall suffice and I.D. for now."

The baritone voice of the soldier seemed to neutral on the matter, figuring he'd informed the man of why the process took longer than usual. He'd step aside looking to his subordinate offering a nod so they'd step aside. But before Val went through he'd give him one last bit of advice.

"Mr. Carter. I assume you have never visited our lands, and I understand you work with our king for the commonwealth of the world. But when you step into that palace, and his majesty is before you, you are not equals within those walls."

In another world perhaps someone would take offense to that, perhaps it was the guard reminding the world that their king was more than a peer. But for these soldier it was simply a reminder for the man, that those in Vastime held their king and kingdom cultural practices in high regard. As for how the king cared, Valentine would find that out. For now, this was a good insight unto the culture of the place.

Provided he follow'd someone he'd be escorted to the King's grandhall. A quaint thing but power and opposing in appearance, the colors of steel and iron seemed to lace the room. Upon a throne sat a singular man, his hand resting on the hilt of a sword as he listened to advisors. Despite his youthful appearance, and business like clothes the only thing which indicated his royal nature was the simple iron crown which was above his brow and the thick white furred cloak attached to his shoulders.

He'd lift a hand up indicating for the advisors to stop speaking, before waving them away and beginning to raise form his throne. He'd take a few steps down offering a look to the soldier, before giving a small smile and nod. A salute would follow from the soldier before they departed leaving these two men well and truly alone.

"Valentine Ransom Carter, it is a pleasure to finally meet you."


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Sun Jul 21, 2019 1:31 pm

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Valentine

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Cultural minutiae may not have been Valentine's forte, but he was certainly more than aware of them in the most intellectual sense. The guard said that Hayden and Valentine were not equals, and with that, the Wizard of Mars could only agree, though perhaps not for the reasons one would generally have argued. Desmond Hayden was a man of the Earth. Valentine, of course, was not. That alone meant that, though Valentine's mission was the Blue Planet's well-being, Hayden's word did carry more weight, that his authority was greater.

Despite what the guards may have thought, Valentine had little desire to show any impropriety to the king. Much the contrary, in fact. He was, after all, a man whose people lived and died by the nature of their hierarchy. The Collective's rankings were what defined society, and so if anything, Valentine felt he likely put far more weight upon Hayden's status than nearly anyone on this Earth. It was simply the nature of a collective to value a leader beyond all else.

"The pleasure is all mine, King Desmond. Is that acceptable titleage? I'm afraid we don't know exactly what my relative position to you might be to determine the appropriate nomenclature. My people and I have been discussing it for quite some time."

That much was actually true, though of course the vague wording made it such that any listener would be unable to glean the full extent of it. Valentine had put perhaps more thought into this question than the Collective thought really necessary at first, though due to its nature as being wholly alien to them, it naturally became a debate which reached the entirety of the Martian people. What might Valentine's "royal" credentials be? Would he qualify as nobility when it came to his blood? It was true that his blood was (quite literally) the same as the Elders, and that he had been raised by them personally. That would, they supposed, make him their "heir" in Earth terms.

The followup question, then, would be whether or not the Elders constituted what Earth might consider a royal, noble, or aristocratic group. One was not born into status as an Elder, but one did gain it through power, and upon gaining such power one's authority was functionally absolute. This did align with countless stories of royalty and nobility that Mars had been able to scour from Earth's archives. It seemed, then, that they would qualify in at least some abstract sense as "royalty" or "aristocracy" from an Earth perspective. Still, that was not a title which they felt carried much use or import on Mars proper. As such, ultimately, they had decided to leave the final verdict to an Earth royal, whose grasp of the context would naturally far outweigh their own.

"Ah, but that's only a piece of all this. I would love to talk about that with you, if we can find the time, but it isn't actually why I'm here."

The Martian's cheery demeanor grew more serious, then, but his smile did not fade. While he would have liked to abandon all pretense of this facade, he would only do so when he was absolutely certain he was not being monitored. In a place like this, he had no doubt that there were countless eyes locked on his every movement. Better to continue the charade for now, and reveal his true colors when he knew only Hayden would see.

"You are the only one who fought in Karakura that I am able to speak with, King Desmond. I consider an event of that caliber to be one I must understand to the fullest possible degree, as a Chairman of Lux Orior, and unfortunately any of my usual witnesses were destroyed in the battle. As such, I have come to ask your perspective directly."



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Wed Aug 14, 2019 8:10 pm

KING OF VASTIME




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"If you insist, it would be King Hayden, or your Majesty. In Vastime nobility is properly addressed by either title and last name, or simply the proper 'noun. King is your majesty, duke is your grace, and everything else is your lordship or ladyship, Between us, simply Hayden will suffice."

Hayden took the time to explain the way things worked in Vastime for a simple reason, it was because the man seemed to want to know how they operated. And naturally, he was all too pleased to share with an outsider their customary norms, It at least show'd this man didn't have an ignorance to the way things operated. But as he contiuened on, Hayden face seemed to grow stony at the mention of the Battle of Karakura.

Or as it was known in Vastime, the Clash of Royalty.

There was no doubt in his head that the battle would be remembered fondly in Vastime for years to come, as a testament to their national pride and strength. It was good for the morale of the nation following the string of deaths they where enduring, but Hayden knew the grim truth of the matter. Sever one head, and another will grow in it's place. Such was the nature of Shadowfall, there was no checks and balances to prevent the rapid infection which was the nation.

Valentine could see the look within Hayden eyes, that pondering thought about the battle. He did not appear pleased as he seemed to stride past the man to the table which was adorned with drinks, and other finger food to serve his guests throughout the day. Hayden found himself picking up a glass of water taking a sip, letting out a slow exhale.

"A lot happened that day; some of which I would prefer to not discuss. But I know things like that cannot be avoided; and it is time Lux Orior knows the depths of which our enemies run. Be warned Valentine, what I am going to tell you cannot be shared freely. I fear this war is no longer simply a battle between the forces of earth and shadowfall; in my battle with Ravan Asthavon I was made host to a third entity which holds no allegiances to no one but a single concept: Death themselves."

He'd let a grimace on his face.

"I would suggest a seat, as I start from the top."

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