Shards of Memory-Prologue: Fractured Union

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Kirkesh:
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"Explore?" Vanessa asks wistfully, a look of wonder on her face as she squeezes Kirkesh's hand gently with her own, "I guess we'll have to sneak out of here to avoid Sanchez and the guards, though..."
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Rystil Arden said:
Kirkesh:
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"Explore?" Vanessa asks wistfully, a look of wonder on her face as she squeezes Kirkesh's hand gently with her own, "I guess we'll have to sneak out of here to avoid Sanchez and the guards, though..."
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Rystil: [sblock]"That's been taken care of. We're free for the evening to explore and enjoy. For you to be worshiped as the goddess you are. Tonight, is your night." Kirkesh gazes into her eyes and smiles warmly. He tucks the bottle in his pack and offers her his arm. "Shall we?'[/sblock]
 

Kirkesh:
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"Taken care of? Wow what did you do?" Vanessa asks, blushing again when he calls her a goddess.

*Gazing back into Kirkesh's eyes, Vanessa returns his smile and entwines her arm in his, leaning against him fondly as she trusts him to lead the way.*
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Rystil Arden said:
Kirkesh:
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"Taken care of? Wow what did you do?" Vanessa asks, blushing again when he calls her a goddess.

*Gazing back into Kirkesh's eyes, Vanessa returns his smile and entwines her arm in his, leaning against him fondly as she trusts him to lead the way.*
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Rystil: [sblock]"Sanchez had something come up, and he'll be busy for a while. Don't worry though, he'll be fine, and I'll make sure you're safe." Kirkesh smiles to her.

"Let me try to show you all the worlds at once." Kirkesh smiles and lets her mull that over as he heads towards the embassies in the Clerk's ward.[/sblock]
 

Rystil Arden said:
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"At least you didn't break the door this time, eh big guy? Now lessee, groupies...groupies...I doubt it but lemme see..." he runs his finger along the fine paper, little nibble missing out of the corner and all, and then reads through the flowing script, and as he does he begins to chuckle, shaking his head as he does so.
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RA:
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"Well? What's so funny? One of dem ladies wants me to be at der partie as bodyguard? Or what?" the tralg says impatiently.
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Kirkesh:
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he'll be fine, and I'll make sure you're safe.
"Oh thank you for keeping me safe, Kirkesh! It makes me feel all warm and tingly inside when you protect me," she smiles up at him radiantly.

"Let me try to show you all the worlds at once."
"I'm not sure what you mean, but that sounds wonderful, Kirkesh!"

*The two of them walk out, arm in arm, heading due south into the Residential Ward, which will be followed by the Archduke's Ward, then the Noble's Ward, and finally the Clerk's Ward.*
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Gaius:
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"Not quite, my impatient friend," the eunuch stifles a chuckle, "But I think somebody's played a prank on you today. This message claims to be a summons from Senator Rosa Olivia, an Archon, to meet in her private chambre. But last I heard she's away on Vyrinthus. And besides, its more than a bit ridiculous. Don't worry about it--just get some rest for the next fight, and I'll try to track down the jokester responsible for ya."
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RA:

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"Hrrm" the Tralg rumbles. He deftly picks the letter from Azis' fingers, and tucks it away.
"Yes, you do dat. If you find the one responsible, book him for my next fight. If dey is impersonating a senator, dey should find themselves in the arena as soon as the senator finds out, no. And if not, challenge them in my name. I don't like people who think i'm dumb."

He sighs. "But on da odder hand, if da senator really wants me, I'll get into trouble if I don't go.
So I'll use dis letter to get to the high quarter, look around a bit, and get laughed at by the guards. I'll make sure da joker will get his face rebuild here in da arena."

He gets up and makes for the door. "I'll be back later, thanks for da help. I'll make up to you when you are in trouble again."

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RA:
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Gaius makes his way through the catacombs of the arena, to emerge at a side-entrance. He avoids the main roads, using the shaded alleyways as much as possible, trying to avoid the harsh glare of the sun as much as possible.

At the gate to the High Quarter, he has no choice but to wait in line for admittance. He smiles coldly at the guardsmen, and confidently leans on his polearm.

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