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Post by Incendia Presul on Jan 18, 2013 20:43:34 GMT -5
Incendia Presul looked out over her kingdom, and thought to herself what she realized most new rulers probably thought in the beginning.
"What the hell am I doing?" she shook her head, not sure where to even begin.
How the hell had she come from working as a sword for hire to running the place, it was anyone's guess. It seemed like a good idea at the time.
She turned to one of the old advisers, who claimed to be there to help her rule.
"Well?"
"I suggest you find a captain or two." he suggested, too nervous to look her in the eye. A few unlucky souls had already been made examples of, as Incendia hated being told what to do.
"A captain? Why?"
"Well, to keep in charge of armies, carry out missions..."
"I could just as easily do those things myself." Incendia frowned, irritated.
"Not all of them. You can't run Ignis alone."
"Well damn it then, are there any captains out there?" Incendia was starting to get really frustrated. Some of the servants nearby suddenly found they had much work to be done somewhere else in the tower, far away from her temper.
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That had been a few days ago. Incendia had sent out notice she was in search of captains, but so far no one had shown up in response.
"Finding a captain can't really be this difficult" she muttered.
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Post by vincent on Jan 19, 2013 4:59:41 GMT -5
(( *COUGH*)) "No, it really shouldn't be...considering I've been here the whole time." Vincent stood in the doorway, having heard that this ditz lovely woman was new to the throne...wasn't she a captain or something before herself? Vincent had no clue how you managed to go from that to being a ruler, it was such an odd jump to make. Surprisingly he'd managed to sober up enough to show up to work today! He raised an eyebrow, not fully pleased with the fact that apparently the queen's first order of business was to replace him but yet polite enough that he was sure he could work this out. "Did you want me to find a second captain for you, your highness?" |
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Post by Incendia Presul on Jan 19, 2013 12:05:43 GMT -5
((Derp 0.0. Sorry I looked at the Available/Taken Positions list and you weren't listed as a captain. My bad!))
Incendia turned to the man, surprised and slightly confused.
"You're a captain?" she looked him over, skeptical.
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Post by vincent on Jan 19, 2013 12:21:57 GMT -5
((I figured that's what happened XD; That thing should have been updated like, four months ago.))
'No, I'm the court jester! Look at my funny hat--dumb broad!'
"I was put in place here and have been active in the last year or so, yes," Vincent answered with a bow, "Vincent Loque, your majesty. If it pleases you to know, I'm an Ignian man born and raised and have been active with the Ignian navy for nearly twenty years, even doing some service time in Crepusculum under Queen Milicia before returning here and taking up position of one of the royal captains."
He wasn't sure how much she really cared for credentials, but there they were anyway.
"To take the stress off of you...adjusting to your role, milady, I've already been in contact with several of our higher officers and have heightened security around the main cities and this very tower as well as devising several other emergency protocols with the recent threat and attacks of Duo Angelo."
'There you go, Vincent, say something smart. Let's see her try to sack me, now! You wouldn't get rid of a competent captain!' he thought to himself.
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Post by Incendia Presul on Jan 19, 2013 12:56:49 GMT -5
"I can't help wondering why I was told there were no captains." Incendia glared out of the corner of her eyes at the adviser, who had gone pale.
"Get gone." she growled, and he seemed very happy to oblige.
She turned back to Vincent.
"As for you... Well, at least you're efficient."
And at least he knows how to address his queen she thought to herself.
"So, these emergency protocols. What do you have planned?"
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Post by vincent on Jan 20, 2013 22:45:34 GMT -5
'Efficient' was a good word to use to describe Vincent when he wasn't wallowing in his own self-pity. Thankfully for him today was a good day to try to just get through it.
"We do have several evacuation plans for citizens and most importantly for you, should the need arise. Different exits through cities depending on aerial strikes and incoming attacks from the sea. We're even prepared for locking ourselves in with an entire team of battle mages setting up threatening barriers, our armed forces on the front end of things with an even more devastating force of our most experienced battle mages mixed with primary earth and fire magic--we can arrange the battlefield with earth magic as we need to to cause confusion, destroy patterns created by our enemies, provide cover, and at the same time deliver painful and successful attacks..."
He went further into the details of how the fire mages, being in their natural habitat, were even better for forceful attacks. A good combination of certain elements working together in their climate was their best offense as well as defense, as far as he saw it. Vincent finished as abruptly as he had started, folding his arms as he watched for the queen's reaction.
"And we're constantly devising new strategies. We plan to be able to not just defeat Duo, but entirely annihilate him no matter how he tries to strike!"
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Post by Incendia Presul on Jan 21, 2013 15:52:54 GMT -5
Incendia was impressed. At least, she felt she should be.
"Well done. A little long winded, but I got the point at least." She wasn't the best with compliments.
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Post by vincent on Jan 22, 2013 11:19:22 GMT -5
Vincent's expression showed a gracious smile, a warm welcoming of the queen's "praise" though his thoughts said something along the line of ' why did you ask for such broad details if you wanted a short answer? Women don't have a damn clue on anything, do they? '
Regardless of how useless he though women were in power, he still showed the greatest respect and with a smile asked, "Is there anything else you need me to take care of, my queen?"
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Post by Incendia Presul on Jan 28, 2013 10:46:13 GMT -5
((Imagine me on break with suddenly so much free time. Then getting smashed with a giant hammer labelled 'College'. Still trying to figure out my schedule))
"Er, no... I will send for you if there's anything."
Incendia turned to her throne.
"You're dismissed."
At least she could pretend to be in charge.
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