[S] Arriving at Croix Noir

[Burter]

The Syntech Corp have been teleported to their castle for preparation. They may not leave the castle until the game begins at midnight tommorrow (about 22 hours away).

Everyone will arrive at their rooms/barracks. Soldiers share barracks with other soldiers. Lieutenants, Generals and Commanders have their own rooms.

The castle is surrounded by a large wall on all sides, with a front gate being the primary entrance/exit, and a small back entrance which is only used with permission.

Inside the walls is the courtyard, leading inside, and the castle yard. You can spar, train, practice moves, or just relax. It has gardens, pools, walkways, etc etc.

The castle itself has four floors and a cellar. There is an elevator, but it's only good with a keycard given by the commander to generals and lieutenants.

-The cellar has some storage supplies and a jail with eight cells that can hold five people each
-The first floor is the dining rooms and other eating areas, kitchen areas, offices and a meeting hall for announcements
-The second floor has the soldier barracks and a DA library with rules, regulations and info. Also has more offices and a Lounge area for relaxing. Info can be posted here on the wall
-The third floor has the General and Lieutenants room. It also has the War Room where all the strategy is discussed between the higher-ups in the army.
-The fourth floor has the Commander room(s), an office (or two, in Dante's case) for the Commanders, and a throne room. The throne room has a balcony, for the commander to step forward and look at the land in front of him/her.

There are 200 guards here, who double as butlers, maids, chefs and other staff. Feel free to interact with them as much as you want. They will stay at the castle for the entire duration of the game, unless they are killed. They were hired simply to do this job, and not fight in the army: just look after the castle.

You may not leave until the game officially begins in 24 hours. At which time, you may begin sending out units onto the battlefield. A thread will be made for each group that has a PC in it.

Remember to assign soldier types, as well as soldiers, to the units.

[Nori]

OOC (This takes place before the teleportation)

??So, what are you half of? I mean, your half human of course. But what is the other half? I doubt your half of that green guy, half of whatever Lucifer is, or half of whatever that blue guy is..? As she made this remark she pointed discreetly at a man who had just collapsed on a cot, armor and all. She smiled ever so slightly, before looking back at the new friend with interest.

?Well, I?m half saiyan.? she spoke rather slowly, watching the expression of delight cross the face of her new comrade. She edged back from Akane rather slowly, wondering why that look had crossed her face at the precise moment of the Saiyan term. Suddenly the answered was delivered in a happy tone, if not melancholy. ?I just met a couple of Saiyans! They look tough. I mean, there was this one guy.. Who looked to be a soldier. And this one girl, well, she was really pretty. But she looked tougher then the man, somehow. I can?t really understand why. But she just seemed.. Stronger. Spiritually maybe.?

She rubbed her chin deeply, in thought. She snapped back into reality however in a instant, rubbing the black of her blond head while laughing quietly. Turning her attention back to Pan she smiled at her, holding her hand out as a high-five to the young half saiyan. A serious expression crossed her face for a moment, as dead calm took over her body. It was as if she was another person for one, brief moment that would encircle the memory for eternity.

?We can do anything as long as we are together Pan. Be it taking on a entire army by ourselves, fighting off legions of soldiers, or even cleaning out a pantry of food.? Her stomach growled once more, and she smiled despite how serious she had just been. The golden figure beamed as her friend gave her a high-five, and she quickly screamed into the air with the energy of youth.

?Girl power!? The room drew silent for one moment, with many of the figures looking at her with surprise; some with disproval; others with rage. However the other girl rose to her feet quickly to match that of her golden friend, raising her voice as well. ?Girl Power!?

The pair rose their hands into the air, interweaving the right palms of the duo to form a fist, smiling at each other. Leaping into the air at the same time the two energetic beings rose quickly, floating into the air as they bumped their chests together, in a manner that signified a game on approach, both of them beaming at each other as they screamed into the heavens.

?Girl power!?

People simply stared.

(OOC, this takes place After the teleportation.)

Akane Kimidori walked the courtyard slowly, her eyes looking around to see if anyone was around; seeing if she was being followed or that she would be disturbed. The more she peeped around the less likely it seemed that she would be bothered, and thus she decided it was alright to begin. Placing her right arm on her left shoulder she massaged it, moving it slowly around in circles. Wincing slightly she removed her hand from her arm and began to stretch her legs, hearing her joints pop.

Suddenly she dropped down to complete the splits. Putting her arms out in front of her she fell forward, her right arm catching her, supporting her, as her left arm gave out. Being off balanced however quickly took hold of her and she fell forward, laying on the ground in pain. With a deep sigh she rose to her feet, although she took precautions as to not touch her left shoulder.

Brushing her golden hair with her right hand she looked around again, making sure that no one had saw her. Not seeing anybody she walked away from her location, heading towards a small flowered area; a thing she had never thought she would see in this dark place. Bending over she began to smell the flowers, whisking in the several distinct scents of many different flowers; that of roses, plumes, and daisies. Bending over in a deep proportion she picked one of the daisies, smiling at the enchanting scent that was given off from it as she inhaled the aroma. Placing the stem behind her left ear the youth fiddled with it, so that the white flower was visible on the side of her face.

Suddenly however she felt a hand grab the back of her hair, accompanied with a hand over her mouth. Due to her shock, Akane was dragged backwards by the figure, who started to lick her ear lightly. Eyes widening she heard the whispers of the vile creature in her ear. ?Well your offlly pretty, methinks. Quite a catch for ol? Boyach, isn?t she? Yes, methinks she will do fine. Very pretty smelling, of courses. But we can fix that, yes we can. Young girl won?t smell that pretty when I am done with her, yes yes. Of cour-?

His babble was suddenly replaced with a yell of pain, as the teeth of the young human sunk into his hand. Digging deep into his hand with her teeth, the golden angel fought back the urge to puke, such was the pungent smell that came off of the head; the taste of the blood so vile. The teal alien let go of the human, backing off as he cradled his hand. Turning around she youth spit Boyach?s blood out of her mouth, the purple fluid staining the stone she was standing on.

?You bitses us! You hurts us! Y-You monster!? She rose her hand up in the air and quickly struck him across the face, leaving a dark blue spot as a hand impression on the side of his face. Anger filling her eyes she covered her chest with her arms, looking at him venomously. ?And you are a pervert!? Despite her comment, or perhaps in spite of it, the creature dropped to his knees; his only comments incoherent, except for the few that begged for his life.

?I?m not going to hurt you, not in that way anyway. But you can?t go around doing that to people, especially people like me.? Crouching down on her knees she smiled at the alien, who was drooling in fear, his saliva forming a pool on the ground. ?You really don?t seem like such a bad guy, but your going to get hurt if you do this. Petting his head like a animal she scratched behind his ears, Boyach?s leg twitching as she did so. ?Alright, boi??

?We swear to yous. We promiseses on our toses and feets.? Smiling Akane pet him on his head, standing to her feet. He preceded to leave and still beaming at him, she waved goodbye. Placing her right arm on her hip she shifted her weight, so that her butt moved ever so slightly. ?Maybe their all not so bad. Just looking in this the wrong way, maybe. He was kind of cool, in a weird way. Cute, like a animal. That green man wasn?t so bad either..

She trailed off...

[Saz]

"Hey, pretty boy. Wake up." A raspy, unfamiliar voice woke Sazuaa up abrutly from his nap. "All soldiers are being sent to Syntechs headquarters, Croix Noir."

"Croix Noir?" Sazuaa muttered, still half alseep, "I thought this was our base?"

"No. This was just a meeting ground. All soldiers have been ordered to be teleported to Croix Noir to start our planning for the war."

Sazuaa lent up and let out a muffled yawn. "Fine, fine. Whatever. You go ahead, I'll catch up." The soldier left the room and made his way off to the teletube. Sazuaa lazily got up to his feet and scanned the room. The room was a reck, the soldiers had sure left their mark on the place, there was what he could only assume to be food, scattered across the floor, the walls had unsightly dents in, and in the right corner of the room was what appeared to be a pool of blood.

The non-transformer shook his head, "animals" he spat under his breath. He wasn't one for mess, infact you could even go so far to say he was a clean freak, and the carnage surrounding him was like a living nightmare.

Leaving the the room Sazuaa made his way back to the teletube that he had used to come to the meeting grounds. A lanky stick of a man stood next to the teleportation device huming to himself. Sazuaa turned to the man, "I was told that I was to be teleported to Croix Noir?"

The tall soldier looked back at Sazuaa "That is correct, step in the teletube and I'll send you there."

Sazuaa, too tired to argue or moan did as was asked and once again stepped into the teletube. In the blink of an eye the non-transformer found himself in a nicely presented courtyard. Walking out of the teletube Sazuaa took a look around, he could recognize afew of the fighters from the meeting grounds, afew were new faces.

There were several spars going on around him between Syntech soldiers, also there was soldiers simply training by themselves. He could feel the tension in the air as the war drew ever closer. Ahead of him stood a large castle, "So this is the Syntech headquarters, not exactly awe inspiring..."

[Zarbon]

?Well, here I am.? The transformer let out a shining half-smile.

In the vibrant, exquisite lounge of Croix Noir, the words were barely heard over the clamour of voices that filled the room. On a deep, royal blue couch, Zarbon sat, his arm extended across the length of his luxurious stead. His legs crossed, the transformer held a wine glass in his hand. As he sipped it graciously, he realized that this was truly the good life. He didn?t even mind sitting beside some of the filthy vermin that had made their way into Syntech. Everyone around was partying it up. It was almost as if the competition didn?t exist. Save the few party-poopers who just realized that the hell they?d got themselves into, it was perfect. They didn?t matter anyway. They were just kids who fucked themselves over, probably got here by masturbating or something ?sinful? like that. No one of any real merit.

?So, yeah, I was all over that bitch?? a man across from the transformer had started, talking to a group of buds who had decided to come along with him. The gang laughed as he rehearsed his story, acting it out with his hands in the air, thumping against once another. Zarbon gave a chuckle at it, not truly caring. Some of the people around here weren?t truly evil. Just common crooks from who knows where. He grouped them up with the kids.

A man suddenly dropped down beside him. He looked to be a sailor of some sort. Waving around a bottle of beer, he slid beside Zarbon, a half-tooth smile placed right in the mutant?s face. ??Ey there! All ready for this bloody war then??

He was drunk, the fact of that was obvious. Not that the mutant really cared. ??Course.? The transformer gave his response with a smirk, raising his half-full glass high. ?Who the hell isn?t??

?Those little blights over there, that is!? the sailor jabbed one of his thumbs back towards a group, their backs glued to the wall. ?Couple of low-life thieves, no doubt. Don?t know the real meaning of us folk, eh? Just chickens, they are. I?ve killed over a hundred men!? he gave an almost demented laugh. ?They don?t know shit.?

Zarbon snickered as he watched the scared people. ?Just in it for the money.?

?Who the ?ell isn?t?? the man gave his reply. It was all too true. Everyone here had just come for a bit of cash. Maybe a bit of gore for the few really into the job. The transformer gave a half-nod in agreement to the sailor?s words. The man guzzled his beer, whish-washing the last of the liquid in his mouth before letting it slither down his throat. After that, he was out like a light. His bottle shattered as it hit the floor.

The transformer slowly rose. His posture was a bit shaky, but that didn?t matter. He?d always been a bit of a lightweight.

Wobbling along, the mutant staggered through the room, past a couple of fancy looking men with cigars in their mouths, puffing out wisps of smoke that hung in the air. Wearing a pair of beaten suits, they had their own little party happening there, laughing the night away as they joked to themselves. They thought they were important?

Bullshit.

The mutant stumbled out into the hallway, nearly hitting a wall before regaining his balance. He dropped his glass, letting it break on the floor without making an attempt to catch it. This was one hell of a party, yeah, but no one knew what they were doing. All were inferior, unlead. They were just lousy crooks. The ?commander? allowed this foolishness. Even in his clouded, intoxicated state, he could see the wrong in this?

He vomited.

Spitting the horrid taste out of his mouth, the transformer put his hand to the wall, following it down the hall. Behind him, he heard sounds of disgust come from the night staff. Zarbon didn?t care.

He entered the library.

Books were everywhere, pages out of their respected places. Someone was having a bit of fun around here. Nearby, a man was burning a book with a candle. The flames flickered in his mad eyes. Others stood near him. A couple of pyros.

Zarbon slid into a nearby chair. This was Hell. How fitting for Syntech. They?d probably kill themselves in the first day? the mutant was all for a bit of wine, but?

It?d be better if the enemy saw Hell instead.

?Hey, you guys.? The transformer slurred, making a decision. ?Care to help a guy out??

?Who the hell ar-?

?Sorry. Do you want to set someone on fire??

* * *

They?d climbed the stairs. All the way to the top.

They entered the throne room.

Zarbon stood front and center, wearing a small smirk on his face. A couple of men stood on either side. They?d grabbed a few other people on the way up. They were too drunk to know the significance of what they were doing.

Sitting in his mighty throne, Lucifer rested, drinking from a massive golden goblet. A man of class, his legs rested on the side of the chair. He was relaxed and calm, yet his eyes held strategic calculations beyond comprehension?

A lot of good that would do them now.

?Commander Lucifer.?

Lucifer suddenly twitched, his eyes locking on the group before his greatness. ?Yes?? their ruler asked, somewhat annoyed.

?Hello Commander.? Zarbon said in a flat tone. ?We?d like to talk to you for a few minutes.?

?No.? Lucifer gave his expected response. ?I am preparing for the war tomorrow?as you can see.?

?Right.? The transformer rolled his eyes. ?I don?t remember saying you had a say in the matter. Now,? Zarbon took a step towards the throne. ?Shall we get started, then??

The commander sighed. ?Once again, no. Now, how about you leave or I send you all to the dungeon??

?My thoughts exactly.? The transformer smirked. ?I will be taking over your position from here. You have no leadership skills, Lucifer. I bet at this rate, everyone will be at each others? necks by tomorrow?? the mutant paused. ?Step down.?

Lucifer raised an eyebrow. ?And if I refuse??

?The dungeon. I?m sure these fine men here will be happy to escort you down there.?

OOC: Bam.