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[The feed opens to Gilgamesh lounging on a couch, wine in hand, smirking faintly at nothing in particular. A snowy white lion which some of you may recognize lies curled on the floor, napping away; as for Gilgamesh himself, he's as relaxed as could be. Quite a far cry from his time in imprisonment.

And indeed, when he speaks, he sounds confident as ever—albeit in a lazy sort of way, words flowing like syrup.]

What does "heroism" mean to you?

[An open-ended question he allows to hang, for a moment or so, before continuing on.]

Would you consider what we're doing here to fall along those lines? Or, perhaps... yes, I'm aware some of you are new to this little group activity of ours, regarding the sun. And doubtful that you're all as sincerely invested as ALASTAIR wishes us to be. It does seem a bit trifling.

[Only Gilgamesh could consider the death of light itself to be trifling. He yawns, then rolls over, kicking his feet impatiently like a child awaiting entertainment.]

If they all died, it wouldn't really matter, would it? ALASTAIR would spirit us away to the next grand adventure and the cycle starts anew.

[In his obstinance, Gilgamesh dumps his wine right on the floor. He seems to revel in it, in the mess he's made. In the mess he intends to make.]

So I suppose what I'm asking is [smile blossoming into a grin] do you believe it's possible to save everyone, at the expense of yourself? Is that the proper way of a hero, or just someone naive enough to pursue "goodness"? To those we put atop pedestals, were they ever worth admiring at all?

[His eyes narrow at his jewelry. To call them serpentine would be an understatement.]

To those who believe firmly in the principles of justice—do you earnestly think you were doing the right thing all along? I wonder.

powerdriven

[ with his wrist raised to grant the magic bracelet a view of his stern face, the backdrop of his makeshift stable in the outskirts, it's apparent that Levi hasn't gone to any special preparations to make this announcement. however, he also hasn't wasted any time between the offer of Arthur's and now to corral ALASTAIR attention of his own. they've waited long enough. ]

The Order of the Chimera would have us plan a jailbreak for tomorrow.

And keen as I'm not on caving to the demands of terrorists, unlike that disaster in the streets a few weeks ago, this time we have the foresight to organize ourselves. I know some of you have your doubts. But whether or not we're helping those fools out in the process, where I'm concerned, we can't leave our people hanging in the balance.

So while the rest of you figure out how to deal with Michel, I say we combine our efforts.

[ simultaneous operations or otherwise, their downfall is being uninformed or unprepared for each others' movements. and while it may not be clear, due to a number of circumstances in which he's seen some less than reputable behavior among recruits... ] Our success hinges on snipping every loose thread.

To account for that, our most suitable people should lead the operation. But don't take it personally. Organized into squads, we can draw on all of our recruits' unique strengths. That includes you rookies.

I know the lot of you may not be so bent on following orders willy nilly, but be reasonable. We'll receive no higher guidance with ALASTAIR leaving us to our own devices, and we've got better chances in a team willing to ally themselves with loyalty than in a disjointed mob of lone wolves. Take heed to the fact that your cooperation with each other will determine the fate of our teammates' lives.

[ now then. with that out of the way, the next matter at hand is the allocation of these squads. ]

Riza. Pearl. Lend me a hand, will you? [ this is his way of saying he deems you two "suitable." ]

The rest of you: a basic rundown of your abilities would be of help. I'm not gonna force your hand, but we need to sort ourselves out somehow.

[ and considering the influx of new recruits as well as the existence of those he's yet to meet: ] My name's Levi. I'll be working to man the assault. If those two agree to it, they'll help me manage you lot, so speak up to one of us if you need something.

( ooc; this is an IC plotting/organization post for jailbreak shenanigans! threadjacking and posting your own threads is welcome and encouraged.

the squads will be focused on support (pearl) and assault (levi & riza) but it is up to you and your characters which you want to join up with. we could also really use some coordination efforts. that said, you're free to make your own, be a rebel and not help at all, or anything else you can think of. go wild. c: )

futurologists

[The username suggests it should be Riza's face appearing in front of you, but it isn't. It's Arthur's — you may have spoken to him, if you attended the Order meeting, but if you haven't, he still looks very familiar. He's been at the scene of nearly every shocking event, decidedly un-shocked. There's a reason for that.]

Hello. My name is Arthur, and I speak to you today representing the Order of the Chimera. I've tracked down one of your own who has graciously allowed me to contact you all.

You're likely aware that some of your people are being detained by the guard on charges of treason. This is due in no small part to the Order meeting they were present at. My people have been taken, too. I understand you may oppose the Order, but in this instance, I believe it would benefit us all to work together to free them.

[He pauses for a moment.]

If freeing your companions isn't motivation enough, my brother is in custody as well. Although I hear the guard has invented a barrier to absorb magic, I have no doubts he will eventually escape. However, the longer he is kept, the greater his retribution will become. [Gravely:] If you value the safety of the people of Chantes, or even your own, I suggest you join the cause.

There is little time. We infiltrate the prison tomorrow, regardless of the risks. I assure you the damage will be much greater should Michel grow even angrier.

[OOC NOTES: Feel free to comment around, threadjack, etc. This is meant for characters to be able to plan! Thank you,

strictdiscipline, for helping us!]

grunehexe

Ahem.

[The video reveals a rather proper looking young girl (ignore the old blood stains on her dress), sat in front of a rather impressive sprawl of vials, jars, and herbs.]

I am Sieglinde Sullivan, and though I have made some of your acquaintances, there are far more of you than one can expect me to know- so please consider this my formal introduction.

[She pauses, until. Yes, that's right, no one could reply yet.]

My true purpose in contacting you all is to find out who among you is capable of healing, whether that be in the scientific or magical sense. I am aware of some of you, but I could use some assistance in the production of potions and salves if there are any among you competent with such things.

Even someone unskilled could be of use if you are willing to learn and have a steady hand.

I would also appreciate the chance to speak more leisurely with those who may have knowledge of healing methods different from those of my own.

I await your contact with pleasure.

adlantisag

[ Kida's sitting at a table at the back of the Abel inn. The bracelet's 'camera' is looking up at her, dead center, from where it lies on the table. She looks relaxed, but determined. There's definitely noise in the background, people talking, glasses--busy inn noise. She's not hard to hear, thanks to the bracelet's enchantment.

She's wearing her Chantean clothing, and with her pendant hidden beneath her tunic she might almost blend in. She can talk freely here: after all, where better to hide a fish than in a pool full of other fish? ]

My name is Kidagakash. It is a shame we could not meet under better circumstance: four missing and two more dead. We have been in this place for weeks and we are no closer to accomplishing that for which we were sent. I tire of waiting.

[ She shifts forwards on her elbows, and there's a sound like rustling as her sleeves push her papers and charcoal around. They're bare-bones drawings of the castle grounds, as much as she was able to gather from scouting, but she's not showing them off unless prompted. ]

I intend to seek an audience with Odette's king. [ Nothing less. That statement speaks volumes, owing to the fact no one is currently permitted in his Majesty's presence. She is definitely what you think she's saying. Sure smells illegal in here. ] Where better to find power than in a place of power? Records, information, whatever we might use: we need answers that will not materialize unless we act.

[ Emphasis on 'we'. ]

But this I cannot do alone. I need your help. The palace is full of guardsmen who will need to be contained, distracted--not killed. [ You know who you are. ] I will need people for whom walls are no obstacle, with a keen eye and quick step. We have worked divided too long.

We will take a few days to plan, and move under cover of night--disguised, if we can manage it. We must be as one, because we will have no margin for error.

[ She speaks like it's already a done deal--like she genuinely thinks she'll find kindred spirits amongst her fellows. She might be wrong, or right, it doesn't matter. Skepticism will be met with assurance, and criticism with dismissal. She won't twist anyone's arm, it's not in her nature: stand with her or not at all. ]

We have much to discuss. Speak with me.

[ In person, on the network, doesn't matter: you can find her at the Abel if you need her, ruminating over her plans. ]

of_her_own_accord

[The video turns on to the familiar face of Accord... except the bandage she was sporting before isn't there anymore. She also seems slightly miffed.]

I don't really think this is a great idea--

[Accord turns to address somebody behind her.]

It wasn't a great idea for you to get grabbed by an interdimensional anomaly either. Or bringing in another one of us. And yet here we are, aren't we?

...I'm sorry.

You made this bed, so we might as well lie in it. No sense hiding anything at this point considering we're already far more involved than Recorders ought to be. And you even got damaged! Honestly, do you want to end up broken?

Geez, I said I was sorry!

[Accord waves the other person off before readjusing the jewelry to show that she was, in fact, talking to... Accord? Only that one is clearly the one people know because she has a bandage on her cheek. She looks contrite.]

*ahem* I do hope my compatriot hasn't caused anybody too much trouble. Normally we have a strict non-interference policy in our work, but I suppose that's too much to ask for in this situation. *sigh* Anyway, I have been informed of the situation, and since this dovetails with our work, I suppose for now we will be more proactive. Although I really don't approve of such direct influence.

[The other Accord pulls her eye down and sticks her tongue out.]

Geez, they really sent a model with a stick up her--

[The foremost model clears her throat.]

ANYWAY. We are hereby offering our recording services on a more formal nature. If there are any questions, please feel free to let me know.

Or me! Come on, it's not like you're the boss!

I am simply interested in avoiding the loss of any more units. Is that too much to ask?

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