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[faileas]

Name: Nerissa Bell (andernach) & Mhairi Ainsley (fearolc) Date: Septeril 1st Format: Video The video starts focused on a familiar face, close up until a differently familiar hand comes into the shot to set the watch down. Claws click on the outside of the surface, followed by both parties leaning back - then taking a proper step back to ensure both are in view. Miss Nessie looks as chipper as always, evidently still Delighted about this whole watch business, though there's a tightness around her eyes; Mhairi looks tense and decidedly displeased. It's more emotion than she's shown to the group at large, ears back and hackles raised, arms folded with a militant discipline behind her back. "Hello, dearests! We hope today finds you well." Nessie grins a little wider, though it softens after a lengthy pause. "While we'd love for this to be purely for pleasure - believe me, we both would - we've some things to discuss today, we do. After the full moon last month, a missive arrived from Morgie - that is, Morgana Drummond, the head of the Coven over there in Dorchacht - asking about our..." She pauses again, briefer this time, her lips thinning as she continues. "Our 'lost luggage,' as she so kindly put it." At her side, Mhairi's low voice outright growls, "After much back and forth, and discussions amongst Parliament, we've come to a decision that Drummond has... agreed to." Nessie's smile continues to wane, and she leans against Mhairi. "And we're quite glad that she has, considering conflict with Dorchacht is not exactly ideal at the present moment." With a deep breath, the Turnskin pulls back her disdain and focuses on the task at hand. "The Parliament has requested that the Coven send a group of dignitaries to Dorchacht to negotiate, and hopefully deescalate the situation. While we may not be able to immediately bring change, should things be as terrible in the waking world as it was in the dreamscape that you unfortunately faced, our best attempts will be made." She pauses, and displeasure is obvious in the way she lowers her gaze and turns her head to look at Nessie. "... your best attempts. Because we don't know what may happen, or what hand Drummond and the Coven of Dorchacht might turn, I will be remaining here. Those that wish to do the same are welcome to, and I will do my utmost best to assist you and answer any questions you may have." "While my lovely Mhairi does that, I'll be attending the meeting with Morgie - though I'm sure that's not a surprise at all, is it?" Nessie pulls away slightly, stepping forward in frame just a bit to spread her arms. "The dignitary group'll be handling all the real fun stuff - talking, seeing if there isn't anything to be done about this queer little situation that's come up, apologies when necessary, so on... I'd like to ask Morgie myself about how she's running her Coven, thinking on it," she pauses, then lowers her hands and steps back again. "And I know a few of you've been worried about it all, and wanting to help, so if any of you dearies would like to come along and play diplomat - show her things are right as rain and all, that we can all get along just fine even without what laws they seem to have in place - then I won't say no." She pauses again, tilting her head. "Might help, even." "Relations between Aefenglom and Dorchacht are... tense," Mhairi adds, wryly. "Per their insistence and refusal, there's no means of direct transport between the two cities, teleportation included. We've tried to get an alternative up and running, something that has been in the Coven's possession for quite some time. The device is a little too risky for us to consider, however, as it's theoretical in execution. Perhaps a project for the more technologically inclined of the mirrorbound at a later date." "I'd appreciate it, at least. That thing's one of our seven wonders in the Coven, it is." "On the fifth, any who wish to join Ness and a handful of our finest Witches should meet at the port." Mhairi reaches and, finally unfolding her arms, curls her hand at Nessie's elbow. "My best wishes, travelers. Be safe." Nessie returns the gesture, hand settling on Mhairi's; it's a little hard to tell, but she's rubbing the side of it gently. "Take care until next we speak, dearests." NOTE This post will NOT receive any responses from Nessie and Mhairi. You can, however, use this post to interact with one another in the meantime.

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[activatingcombatmode]

[She's just like a girl he knows named Cissnei, youthful and tiny but can probably kick some major ass.]

As a cadet, we were trained pretty hard and in a short amount of time too. I was taking on solo missions as a second class when I was around seventeen. Hit first class when I was nineteen.

Two years is pretty tough for you to learn everything, though.

[overworker]

On top of our academic training, we did have combat training, but it wasn't until the war that I had to put it to practical use-- that was when I was nineteen.

Class VII had it a lot harder than my class though. When they were taking part in their field studies, it was a little too easy for them to get drawn into effects of rising tensions. And they were just first years at the time.

[activatingcombatmode]

So, not too much of a different system than what I went through.

Did those first years at least have some higher-ups watching out for them?

[overworker]

More than they knew, yes. A lot of really important people backed the idea.

Of course, a few of us were asked to do a small trial run of the curriculum the year before too, but it was mostly to ensure everything would run smoothly.

[activatingcombatmode]

Sounds like it all worked out. Must have been a great school to take part in.

[Zack nods. Most people might be a little alarmed to hear about military schools and young people but Zack was part of that whole system too.]

What kind of weapons and combat did you train in?

[overworker]

It is a wonderful school, I'm very proud of it.

[It's nice to have someone to share that with.]

The weapon I use now is a special kind of gun that works kind of like a staff. It uses magic energy rather than normal bullets. What about you?

[activatingcombatmode]

Nice, nice! Magic guns, those things can really pack a punch.

[Seems like Zack has seen a few of those in his day too!]

As for me, I'm usually more of an upfront and smash them hard kind of guy. Broadsword with some support and attack magic for when I'm in a pinch. But mostly it's all the broadsword.

[overworker]

Broadswords can do an impressive bit of damage themselves.

I don't know much about the way of the sword myself, but I do know a couple of people who take it very seriously. It's a pretty admirable skill.

[activatingcombatmode]

Thanks, it takes a lot of practice and discipline. Honestly, I can't handle a sword like I used to since I grew claws and I make due with what I have now. But if I picked up a sword it would still feel like an extension of my arm.

[Maybe he should look into getting a new broadsword made...]

[overworker]

I'm sure a suitable sword could be made, taking that into account. With all the resources the city has, I'm sure it wouldn't be too much trouble.

I've tried training with other weapons too, but-- there's really no substitute once you find something that you connect with.

[activatingcombatmode]

A connection with your weapon is damn important! I really should look into what the blacksmiths around here can do for me.

What's your name, by the way? I'm Zack. It's nice to talk to a fellow military-head.

[overworker]

Oh, right... my name is Towa. Likewise.

I hope your search for a weapon goes well.

[activatingcombatmode]

Thanks, it was good chatting with you, Towa. Stay safe out there.