*duckrollcovergrabfacefault*
Well, maybe a jacket.
*kick*
"Besides, the biggest problem right now is that 'that' rang," Natsuki Kruger said, gaze locked on the shape of the Windbloom Royal Palace, its presence towering even from that distance.
"The news must be flying around everywhere right now," Shizuru Viola spoke up from beside her, completing the thought, if not the sentence.
Two of the five Pillars of Garderobe, Meister level Otome dedicated solely to the preservation of the Academy, stood in the Headmistress' office, the floor to ceiling windows offering them a panoramic view of the city.
If one looked hard enough, one could almost imagine seeing the waves spreading from this one stone having been cast into the pond that was Earl. Things that had been long dormant were being nudged, prodded, and sometimes outright shoved into motion by them.
"Yeah, everyone's going to take action," the Headmistress finished, green eyes flashing with frustration.
It wasn't that the suspicion of presence hadn't been there, before. But suspicion had, in many cases, been far too little to motivate action with the risks involved. The fact that the item in question was sitting right in what passed for Garderobe's backyard was something that made interested parties consider trying to go after it twice. And not on something as vague as a suspicion.
Now, however ...
"But it did bring some interesting questions up, didn't it?"
Natsuki's eyes were drawn to a section of the city between Garderobe and the Palace. The place she'd been looking for stood out, at least now. The top floor, what was left of it, was certainly distinctive enough.
"Well, it isn't like we didn't know there was more to them than met the eye," the green eyed woman commented, sighing. "They know far too much to be an uninvolved party."
"Mm. But what is it exactly that they are involved in?" Shizuru said, arms slipping around her waist from behind. "Aswad, Schwarz, Black. All words from the old Earthen languages, all meaning the same thing. As different as what Schwarz is from what those who are messengers of the Valley are, what is Black?"
"Well, whatever they are, they haven't made any overt moves in the past to suggest they're more than just messengers and information brokers. Useful ones, too," Natsuki half-shrugged. "Can we expect that to last, though?"
"Given the effect of 'that' ringing, I doubt it," replied Shizuru. "Even if, as unlikely as it seems, they were not involved before, Mister Schrdinger did not seem like someone to let something like this go ... uninvestigated. Especially given the circumstances."
"What circumstances, exactly?"
"Well, it seems as thought recent events have left the gentleman less an apartment."
Natsuki blinked, and resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose.
Black's representative, or whatever the hell he really was in that company, had struck her as a person who didn't lose his cool easily ... but getting the place you lived in blown up wasn't exactly something to be casually shrugged off.
This was all going to end up in one big blowup, she just knew ...
Natsuki startled out of her introspection as she felt her ear being nibbled on.
"Shizuru!"
"Hmm? Well, you were being far too serious again," the red eyed woman smiled innocently.
-Griever
When tact is required, use brute force. When force is required, use greater force.
When the greatest force is required, use your head. Surprise is everything. - The Book of Cataclysm
Quote:Despite the fact that my avatar is a white-haired broken angel, neither he nor I could ever manage to pull off any amout of leather with any kind of style. Or comfort.
That we both came up with that particular 'irony' probably says something about our psyches. Think either of us should be investigating the latter side of that whole S&M thing?
Well, maybe a jacket.
*kick*
"Besides, the biggest problem right now is that 'that' rang," Natsuki Kruger said, gaze locked on the shape of the Windbloom Royal Palace, its presence towering even from that distance.
"The news must be flying around everywhere right now," Shizuru Viola spoke up from beside her, completing the thought, if not the sentence.
Two of the five Pillars of Garderobe, Meister level Otome dedicated solely to the preservation of the Academy, stood in the Headmistress' office, the floor to ceiling windows offering them a panoramic view of the city.
If one looked hard enough, one could almost imagine seeing the waves spreading from this one stone having been cast into the pond that was Earl. Things that had been long dormant were being nudged, prodded, and sometimes outright shoved into motion by them.
"Yeah, everyone's going to take action," the Headmistress finished, green eyes flashing with frustration.
It wasn't that the suspicion of presence hadn't been there, before. But suspicion had, in many cases, been far too little to motivate action with the risks involved. The fact that the item in question was sitting right in what passed for Garderobe's backyard was something that made interested parties consider trying to go after it twice. And not on something as vague as a suspicion.
Now, however ...
"But it did bring some interesting questions up, didn't it?"
Natsuki's eyes were drawn to a section of the city between Garderobe and the Palace. The place she'd been looking for stood out, at least now. The top floor, what was left of it, was certainly distinctive enough.
"Well, it isn't like we didn't know there was more to them than met the eye," the green eyed woman commented, sighing. "They know far too much to be an uninvolved party."
"Mm. But what is it exactly that they are involved in?" Shizuru said, arms slipping around her waist from behind. "Aswad, Schwarz, Black. All words from the old Earthen languages, all meaning the same thing. As different as what Schwarz is from what those who are messengers of the Valley are, what is Black?"
"Well, whatever they are, they haven't made any overt moves in the past to suggest they're more than just messengers and information brokers. Useful ones, too," Natsuki half-shrugged. "Can we expect that to last, though?"
"Given the effect of 'that' ringing, I doubt it," replied Shizuru. "Even if, as unlikely as it seems, they were not involved before, Mister Schrdinger did not seem like someone to let something like this go ... uninvestigated. Especially given the circumstances."
"What circumstances, exactly?"
"Well, it seems as thought recent events have left the gentleman less an apartment."
Natsuki blinked, and resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose.
Black's representative, or whatever the hell he really was in that company, had struck her as a person who didn't lose his cool easily ... but getting the place you lived in blown up wasn't exactly something to be casually shrugged off.
This was all going to end up in one big blowup, she just knew ...
Natsuki startled out of her introspection as she felt her ear being nibbled on.
"Shizuru!"
"Hmm? Well, you were being far too serious again," the red eyed woman smiled innocently.
Quote:Well, if we do get something wrong we can always pass it off as creative license, and stalinize later ^_^.
I'm still not all that sure I have a good handle on either of them, actually, but I hope to be able to keep it all together.
-Griever
When tact is required, use brute force. When force is required, use greater force.
When the greatest force is required, use your head. Surprise is everything. - The Book of Cataclysm