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Post by Sun Shang Xiang on Jul 23, 2008 7:21:22 GMT -5
Xiang kept her composure as she rested against the wall. She made sure she had her appearance in her favour, taking on the innocent, lost puppy kind of look that would make most of the generals think she was easy pickings. She wasn't a whore who did it to sleep with people, she didn't know why she always wanted attention... Maybe it was to feel loved or maybe it was more devious than that.
As soon as the fat general, Dong Zhuo, enterered she moved from the wall towards the direction. She watched Ma Chao yell in the man's face, it brought a smile to her face if only for a brief moment. Soon the general of the North West left the palace, Xiang looked behind her as the man stormed out with his guards, he sure didn't seem too pleased that Cao Cao was making a toast.
The generals rose their glasses and some shouted He Jin's or the Han's name. But as the toasts lowered they would hear a dull thud then a deep voiced yelp of pain. Sun Shang Xiang had punched Dong Zhuo for some reason! She stood there fuming over something the fat man had said to her, her fists clenched as she looked to do even more damage.
A guard rushed to her, putting his arms around her carefully and pulling her away. Xiang had gotten her revenge for what he had called her and this new event seemed to play nicely into her hands as was sat down. A few tears rolled down her face as she braced her hand between her knees, the pain beginning to be felt by the princess of Wu. No one should be able to see she was faking, she had become an expert at faking these things.
"H..h..." She stuttered her words out. "He said he killed my Brother Ce and... and..." She begun to cry as she was sitting on the main banquet table. She wouldn't finish her sentence, letting others to fill it in for her with whatever cruel ending they thought Dong Zhuo was capable of, she hated the man and thought it was his own fault if he did get a harsher punishment now for saying what he did to her.
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Post by Cao Cao on Jul 23, 2008 8:03:30 GMT -5
The toast was full underway, many men cheered and raised their full goblets in the name of the Han; even the young women in the room gave their reverence to the empire, represented in the form of the regal Cao Cao. Some, such as Gao Jin, had their own bitter thoughts towards this man, but in a room full of supporters, they would stay silent, plotting their own devices. Others had more of a mission in creating a scene in this room of celebration, and indeed, with the prisoners being carted in as part of a display, the many officers here would begin to show their passion.
With the brief toast over, Mengde sipped his drink, still smiling humbly to those around him. He passed the goblet to a nearby servant, and made his way to the myriad of sycophantic officials that littered the room, indulging them with his various stories of the east. This was soon cut short however, by the loud ramblings of Mengqi, who barked at Dong Zhuo, and then saw the mans malicious gaze shot towards him.
Cao Cao caught the man’s eyes in his own, and stared at him with a cold, unrelenting look. A slight smirk quirked up in the corner of his lips, but was gone in an instant, quickly shifting to a shocked, appalled, and slightly confused expression. Mengde waved his arm towards Ma Chao, who was slowly being dragged out of the room, and then capitalised on the moment with a brief speech.
“The man is no servant to the Han.. His father, a loyal retainer and pinnacle of virtue, was a great man, worthy of being mentioned here today. However, it seems the apple has fallen far from the tree.. We would do wise to be wary of his actions” A brief, lamenting sigh escaped Cao’s lips, who now tried to calm the patrons from the scene that had just occurred. But then it happened again..
Dong Zhuo was seemingly at the heart of all the chaos, once more. The young and beautiful Sun Shang Xiang had approached the fat man, who had too apparently whispered bile into the feisty woman’s ear. The commotion caught Mengde’s eye once more, who quickly moved towards the scene, and with a frown, scolded the villainous tyrant.
“Still vile and putrid even when bound up, Zhuo? Your head will be on a pike, and your body quartered and hung over each gate of Luo Yang!” With a fierce grunt, Cao Cao slapped Zhou across the face with the back of his hand, striking the obese tyrant. No guards attempted to restrain the Han’s loyal retainer, who had already began to move away from the fat man by his own will. Sighing, he approached the sobbing Sun Shang Xiang, whom he knew had connections in high places, being of a great descent. A brief shrewd smile crossed his lips, before his careful and charismatic words were offered to soothe the young woman.
“Ignore his lies, m’lady, he seeks to stir malice and belligerence within our ranks.. I fear he has done the same with Ma Chao. Spare the vile man your tears, for too much has been spilled today in stopping that man.” Cao briefly smiled again, and nodded towards her.
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Xifeng Yue
Second Lieutenant
The Beautiful Devil
Turn the lights off in this place//And she shines just like a star...
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Post by Xifeng Yue on Jul 23, 2008 11:57:08 GMT -5
Xifeng laughed in spite of herself. "Doesn't drink? You're missing out." The last part was directed to the man, but only in a halfway manner, not expecting an awnser from him. With a nod to agknowlage the other woman, she turned to the table and puted herself a glass of wine, seeing how it was all spread out everywhere. Gods know she needed something to help her get through this party. She raised the glass into the air and murrmered quietly, repeating the same words as the others before taking the wine to her lips, sipping lightly.
She had dicided not to step on the bodyguards toes by mentioning he got beaten in a duel. That thought is what had made her laugh though. So, there were other's out there like her. That was a relief to know... They were out-of-place, but not alone, there was a little hope in that. Her golden eyes wandered through the hall, enjoying the comftorbale scilence with the other. It didn't feel strained or tense to her, which was good. Xifeng had thought from the moment she had walked in she wouldn't of been able to realx, and she was being proven wrong. She could deal with this.
"Your father sent you, you say? Intresting, I would of thought everyone would of wanted to come to this party.
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Post by Xiaoli Qing on Jul 23, 2008 19:41:24 GMT -5
He merely gave a small nod at the women when she said doesn't drink. Most of the time he was to busy looking at the surrounding area to care much about conversation. Plus he was Qing's bodyguard he didn't have time for small talk, especially at a party with quiet a big crowd. Qing nodded back to the women and raised her glass in the air, repeating the words softly. With that she took a drink of her whine and watched the area and people around her.
Of course that was the only duel that he had lost, after that day he no longer joined in the mens little sparing battles on the ship. "Yes my father often sends me to afars that he can not attend to". "He is a very busy man you could say" she said not sure how her father being a pirate would go over with Xifeng. After all most people that she told it to were often not to happy to hear that she was the child of a pirate. Also at times they would be a little surprised due to the fact that she carries herself different then the other pirates.
Holding her glass she watched the situation with whatever that women had planned. Of course Qing watched what was happening and rolled her eyes, it was so dramatic. Of course it had to be fake, it was just to sobbie. Maybe the fact that Qing wasn't one to show her emotions or cause a seen that she thought it was fake. Something in her told her that there was just something over dramatic about what had just happened.
If the women had just wanted to make a seen she was going to ignore it, after all someone that craved attention was never worth it. Yes Qing did not like the man Dong Zhuo but someone punching him just to get a little attention was pitiful. Looking over at the so called crying women if only for a moment she turned back around as if she could care less, which really wasn't a lie. Qing was fighting for the same cause as the people in the room, but some of them were going about it in the wrong way. Of course that might of just been Qing's opinion on what had been going on lately.
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Ma Chao
Sergeant
Pride of Xi Liang
"Operation Trample Your Face"
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Post by Ma Chao on Jul 23, 2008 21:20:23 GMT -5
Ma Chao was fuming with anger as his guards tried to drag him from the palace of Luo Yang. He was not going without a fight and pushed forward, but the two men were elite soldiers and large in stature. Together, they were able to get their lord out of the banquet before he either killed someone or got himself killed.
"Let go of me!" Mengqi exclaimed, pulling his arms away from the men.
He was a little drunk, but not enough to kick someone's ass for ruining his night! Ma Chao was fine until that fat bastard Dong Zhuo told him something very disturbing. With the arrival of Cao Cao, it just pushed the young warrior over the edge.
"I should have grabbed that dagger" he thought, looking to the guard who had it hidden beneath his armor.
All three men were at the top of the long stairs, the same dreaded path that all had to travel up. Good thing Chao was not that drunk for he would be sorry if falling down such an epic set of steps. The moon was out, as the clouds dispersed from previously covering it, and it shed its glorious light down upon the palace.
"Sir, don't you think we should leave? By now Cao Cao may be speaking ill of you and your outburst. It does not bode well for your kingdom, my lord."
The guard almost got smacked across the face for speaking his mind without permission. Well, he could say what he wanted but it just was truthful so Chao wanted to beat him. Still, without knowing it the man was right and inside Cao Cao did mention Mengqi's actions.
"Fine, let us go, this party was weak anyway."
Ma Chao met up with his cavalry and moved out of Luo Yang for Xi Liang!
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Post by Ayden (Retired) on Jul 24, 2008 1:46:29 GMT -5
Xing Cai ignored her drunken father and left with Gao Jin.
Huzzah for one liners!
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Post by zhugeliang on Jul 24, 2008 2:00:41 GMT -5
Liu Bei shook his head at Zhang Fei signaling that there was nothing wrong with him. He was needed back at Cheng Du that’s pretty much what was wondering him. He sculled his drink as his glass was only a small one. He then stood up as some commotion appeared in the front area where Dong Zhou was it seemed that a warrior by the name of Shang Xiang hit Dong Zhou. One moment later he saw Cao Cao comforting her. Nothing to worry about, He walked over to the fat tyrant and just looked at him he made his decision and his fate is here in Luo Yang. But Liu Bei needed to go. He walked past Shang Xiang and Cao Cao bowing his head in respect. But he didn’t say a word he was to leave. One of his elites asked for his orders and he simply said
‘’Collect Fei. If he dosent want to leave tell him I am going.’’
With that the elite was off to find Fei. As Bei made his way down the stairs as the night sky was bright with the moon out. He remounted Hex Mark and went to get to Liao Hua ready to leave. Liu Bei has walked past Cao Cao He also has left the party
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Post by Zhang Fei on Jul 24, 2008 2:43:14 GMT -5
"Lord Liu Bei is leaving for Cheng Du.He has ordered me to collect you.If you do not wish to come then i will simply return to my lord."
Yide looked up at the Green Clad Elite who stood before him.Fei frowned as he thought about how cold Liu Bei acted.This was not like his warm-hearted,Brother.Zhang Fei looked over at Cao Cao who was comforting a young lady.Right now,Cao Cao was being more friendly then Liu Bei! That wasn't right!
"Eh,tell brother that i'll see him at Home.I'm going to stay here for a while longer."
The Soldier bowed to Zhang Fei and sped off to inform his lord of Fei's Decision.The Burly Warrior from Yan quickly drained a few shots of wine and got up abruptly.Fei casually walked over to Mengde and picked up on Cao Cao's Last sentance,he then spoke to the young lady in response to Cao Cao.
"Yeah! Even General He Jin got wounded and i almost got killed! We won,though! Thanks to me of course!"
Fei finished with a laugh.Seeing that his daughter ignored him and Liu Bei was acting strangly,Fei thought that he would lighten the mood a little bit.
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Post by zhugeliang on Jul 24, 2008 3:01:55 GMT -5
Liu Bei looking at the peacefulness of the night and everyone having a fun good time back inside. It wasn’t like him to act all cold on everybody, He decided to go back inside he would like to have a good time once in awhile. As he walked back up the stairs he saw Zhang Fei approach Cao Cao and Shang Xiang. He should make good on his promise to be fun more. He walked over to the group and introduce himself to Shang Xiang and once again to Cao Cao.
‘’Excuse me, Im Liu Bei im sorry for being blunt before. I want to formally introduce myself along with my brothers I played a minor part in the battle against Dong Zhou. But I suppose it was effective in the long run.’’
He nodded towards Cao Cao once again, showing respect towards him. They could nearly be equals but his way of rule was different from Liu Beis. He was almost like Dong Zhou just not as fat. He extended his hand to Cao Cao in respect
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Xu Shang
Corporal
"Loving to win is cool, But hating to lose is better"
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Post by Xu Shang on Jul 24, 2008 9:29:54 GMT -5
Meng saw that the party was sonn, to be over so he left the party abd Luo Yang
Meng Leaves Luo Yang
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Xifeng Yue
Second Lieutenant
The Beautiful Devil
Turn the lights off in this place//And she shines just like a star...
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Post by Xifeng Yue on Jul 24, 2008 19:26:06 GMT -5
((*Activates crappy post powers*))
Xifeng made a noise of understanding as the younger girl explained the situation, taking another sip of her drink, slowly savoring it. Moderation was a wonderful thing--Enjoying it was better. The woman followed the other's gaze to one of the few other females in the room that weren't performers. She watched for a moment as well, noting the situation. "Noticed the crocodile tears as well, I see." She murmured quietly. What the Young Lady decided to do to get attention wasn't her problem. It must of been a female thing of both her and Quing noticed it...
But like it had been stated, Yue could care less. She'd much rather just stay unnoticed for now.
The woman turned her searching golden eyes for her men, which weren't that easy to find, despite how long she had known most of them. They were most likely pigging out or chatting around with others...
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Post by Mr Guan Yu on Jul 24, 2008 21:01:57 GMT -5
I was late... again.. oh well. I had things to do at the city. The men wouldn't work properly without a sufficient guard... though Jiang Wei is a good supervisor.. Guan thought to himself a she walked into the gates of Luo Yang. He had heard of a party for the men and women who participated in the war against the rebel, but he didn't care too much for it. He just wanted to come in discreetly, find his brother, have a few drinks, and leave. Though... entering without being noticed was hard with his height.
Being a good head taller than most of the people there, Guan lowered his head slightly and walked to where he could get a drink.
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Zhou Yu
Private First Class
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Post by Zhou Yu on Jul 25, 2008 7:55:01 GMT -5
The Stranger had little reason to be here, but such reason begets purpose. A purpose he had been seeking for some time now. The Stranger was a impressive man, his list of acomplishments and talents read like a manual of perfection, but nontheless he was fundamentally flawed in some ways; he would never be the ruler. People would praise him, but he would never be able to act in his own name, that was a true talent. As such he had been forced to find one whom's goals would seem purer.
Zhou Yu had already pledged that he was to see this one's star rise in ascendence, he was content to be in the background; his mind and blade but another weapon in an arsenal of such weapons. However, it was not by some creed or code that he would serve, such things were finite and brief, corruptable, he simply existed for this purpose. It had taken moments for his mind to peel aside the numerous cliché excuses that he could have used, until it boiled down to a purpose.
Regardless, Zhou Yu shook aside such deep thoughts; the coming moments could potentially be more interesting than the insides of his mind for a change; the inner workings of perfection, as cogs turned, a constant influx of idea and theorem. A remarkably tall man Zhou was able to stare over the various warriors and men at the feast, they mattered not; they were not in his purpose.
He walked slowly, with a perfect gait, each footstep calculated into an exact distance from the previous one. Each small shift of his hip was controlled and balanced, such things did Zhou Yu take pride in. His dark cloak, that hung off his broad shoulders with the ruffled attitude of a Raven wing, the glimmer of light armor, inscribed with detailed runes that ran over the metal surface in patterns of light and darkness that befuddled the mind, it was a well maintained appearance; his face however, was the crowning part. His face; reknowned for its beauty, was sharp, and somewhat cold, like a dagger, perfect in every way, yet still deadly, his eyes glittered an empty grey, somehow full of the universe and still totally empty and emotionless. The mixture of cold detachment and empathic understanding.
With a flick of his head, long black hair fluttered from side to side, a slight wind blowing silk strands across his eyes, the same piercing eyes that scanned each figure before finding the right one. That perfect stride carried him towards Sun Yuan Ci. The two had met briefly several times, in passing, no friendships were forged in exchanged words. Yet still, Zhou's intrest had been tempted, he had heard tales of the warrior, inquired into his actions. Indeed he had even watched over the Battle against Dong Zhuo.
Some would ask why he had not joined in, but, he had more important goals to work towards. One more general and his meager army would not turn any tides...
He gave a curt nod to Zhiyun; polite yet not servile. Gongjin finally spoke, a strangely deep voice full of authority, a strange detachment from his almost feminine beauty. "Peace, is a strange term. Many men seek to impose it through conquest... They fight for 'peace'." He spat out the word with a paticular hate. "The men you see here today will soon turn against one another for their own brand of peace. Some fight for power, some to simply conquer for its own sake. More blood is shed over peace than anything else... Yet, somewhat, you are different. I would follow you for a time."
Gongjin, the esteemed Zhou Yu, smiled briefly, a sudden warmness to empty features, a simple action that nontheless humanized him. "You will end up fighting for peace. It is inevitable. I would see why..." Again he bowed, and turned silent. His eyes darkening over as he regarded nothing in paticular, having again retreated into the sanctuary of his own psyche.
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Mr Alencon
Master Sergeant
Battle Arbiter
The Burning Sunrise
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Post by Mr Alencon on Jul 25, 2008 10:30:18 GMT -5
The victory celebration, it seems, was slowly drawing to an end, with many of the infamous warriors leaving for their own business, while only the drunks, sycophants, and truly shrewd inhabitants of this world continued to grace Luo Yang. Many warlords had now wished to cement their own standing within China, and left to scheme and plot not only their future, but the future of a generation. This generation however, seemed to be over, and as a symbol of the old ways of corruption being cut short, the Han would put on a great show for the remaining guests.
From the side doors, numerous soldiers marched into the throne room, with a myriad of grim faced officials bound by the hands following them in a train. They were captured servants of Dong Zhuo, none of them were on the battlefield; these were the men that destroyed the empire from the inside. One by one they were lined up in front of the throne, side by side, and swiftly forced down onto their knees, quivering in fear of their fates. A soldier stood behind each prisoner, a sharpened sword pointed keenly to the nape of each man’s neck. The commander then looked out to the guests here today, wishing for their attention to the somewhat theatrical event.
“Fellow servants of the Han! Here are your traitors, we leave it to your decision as to whether you watch these vile men suffer the wrath of our empire!” With a tight fist, the man swung out his arm dramatically, as if throwing a handful of dirt at the line of criminals beside him. His beady eyes scanned the room, scanning it and observing all of the mighty warriors present., and awaiting their response. The Fat Man Dong Zhuo could only snort and laugh, his piggish drawl soon snapped shut by a swift slap by one of the guards.
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Post by Sun Shang Xiang on Jul 25, 2008 12:57:46 GMT -5
It only seemed moments after she had begun to "cry" that Cao Cao came in an attempt to quell the Princess's tears. He spoke with much charisma, some might be fooled into believing he was a good person, but not Xiang, she was well aware what Cao Cao was up to.
Sun Shang Xiang wiped away the tears from her face and looked up towards Mengde, a slight smile forming on her face, so innocent it would put an Angel to shame. Seemingly regaining her family's stength of character she stood up, once more wiping the tears away.
"I don't know what came over me." She laughed slightly, sounding a little like she has a cold because of her previous emotional outburst. "I would never have thought the Hero of Chaos could be so kind.
She wanted Cao Cao to trust her, if her brother's thoughts of the man was correct, then she might be needed to stop him at some point, and what better way to stop someone than destroy them from the inside. Cowardly? Perhaps, but fun always came over morals to SSX.
Xiang took a step towards Cao Cao, leant forward and placed a kiss on the Han General's cheek. Men were always suckers for women who seemed to enjoy their company. This man wasn't like most, he was clever, cunning and devious, much like her... she suspected he wouldn't just fall for her trap easily.
She looked down to the ground, a blush forming on her face... gosh she was good at this...
A new person arrived, announcing himself and the Princess of Wu turned her head to meet the eyes of Liu Bei, a person she had been told was genuinely kind hearted and selfless. She smiled and bowed. "I am Sun Shang Xiang. I am honoured to meet you."
She looked back to her other side, up towards Cao Cao's, looking him in the eye, then breaking contact and backing away from the two men smiling a little uncomfortably, as if conceding defeat in some way. "I suppose you men will want to speak about war together, I shall leave you to it..."
This was again all a trap, she wanted Cao Cao to believe she was sincere in her growing affecting for him, she couldn't keep hanging around the general and trying to play games with him, he would see through it all too easily, so she had to act true to her image.
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