Tyranny, meet anarchy

[aestrix]

The city of Eantasyl is fortunate in its placement, and is considered old for even an elven city. The streets are some kind of shimmery stone, the buildings neatly arranged and well maintained. It's pleasant, and generally considered a nice place for the rich to retire. There's a noticeable lack of greenery and foliage on the streets themselves - the place is kept very dense, and it's can be guessed that its citizens thought they had enough foliage already. It sits at the base of one of the very first world trees. One could be forgiven for missing the city for the tree - it's several thousand feet tall, and its branches bring shade to more than half of Eantasyl. They do not need gardens. They have enough to spare, up in the sky.

(The leaves are a pain to rake.)

Despite many of its flaws (and there are many) the Sunrise Empire isn't actually a horrible place to live. This place especially. Just steer clear of the government, keep your head down, don't join any rebellions, and don't break any laws, and you'll be fine. Probably. Unless there are dangerous criminals running around, causing trouble.

But that hardly ever happens. The Ministry has it all under control.

Comments

[poll_the_stars]

"... You're welcome."

(She checks what exactly was said, and a part of her mind winces. Murder parties.)

"What are the after effects of being able to build my own awesome laser gatling cannon? Who was the person who gave you the tapes?"

(Who the fuck was stupid enough to give this crazy person more ammunition...?)

[itstandsforjinx]

"Some green guy, I don't remember his name. Don't let people touch the awesome stuff you made, they'll wreck it. Kuvair's in my gang though, so I figure he knows better."

Hum de hum. Man, this floor is taking forever to melt through.

[poll_the_stars]

Forgive her if she doesn't trust something from 'some green guy.'

"Does he have a forum account?"

[itstandsforjinx]

"Yep. Lemme see if I can find the private message."

Scroll scroll scroll burn burn burn.

[poll_the_stars]

Inavet waits.

[aestrix]

Kuvair returns!

"Tapes," he says. "I have them."

[itstandsforjinx]

Jinx takes the offered tapes and slots them into her scanner.

"Ah, here we go."

She pulls up a PM conversation. It features her and an offer from Viridescence.

[poll_the_stars]

"Viridescence is the one from the World of Darkness that attempted the mental attack that Esthfora prevented," says Inavet, carefully. "I don't think I would like to accept anything from him. No offense to you."

Internally, where no one can hear her, there is screaming.

[itstandsforjinx]

"Ummm... Too late? He's the guy who sent me the awesome stuff, it doesn't seem evil so far?"

Hisssssss goes the floor.

(Inavet may have noticed that there is a post in the PM conversation where Jinx explicitly waives any mental warding provided by Esthfora.)

[poll_the_stars]

"Yes, I gather that you accepted. I believe I'd like to decline, though, to watch the tapes."

(She has noticed, yes. That is... disturbing...)

[itstandsforjinx]

Jinx shrugs. "Alright then."

She prods the edge of the glowing crater in the floor with one heavy leather boot.

"...This is taking forever."

[poll_the_stars]

"It looks just about done," observes Inavet.

She has a bad feeling about all of this.

She looks at Kuvair.

"Why'd you defect?" she asks.

[aestrix]

"Because they were jackasses who were oppressing people? And Jinx asked."

[poll_the_stars]

"Mm. You were part of an enforcer squad." She eyes his uniform. "One of the higher up ones. I wouldn't have expected you to defect because someone asked you to."

[aestrix]

"You defected, didn't you?"

[poll_the_stars]

"... Yes," she admits, cautiously. But you are likely being mind controlled...

[itstandsforjinx]

Jinx seems to have stopped paying attention. She's busy using her air-transmuter to clear the hole of the remaining red-hot debris.

[aestrix]

And there is the coffin-like thing!

There's a way to open it, actually, just on the side there. Does Jinx want to open up the coffin and get at the gooey center inside?

[itstandsforjinx]

Trap scan. No way paranoid government nutjobs are going to make this that easy.

[aestrix]

Guilty. There's only two traps, though. One that jabs some kind of poison thing (what is it with these people and poison?), and one that electrifies the surface of the coffin.

[poll_the_stars]

"What's your plan for overthrowing the government?" wonders Inavet. Let's bite the bullet, shall we?

[itstandsforjinx]

Jinx looks at Inavet as if her head's fallen off.

"Plan?"

(Vaporize the traps and the lock for good measure. Now then, gooey centre...?)

[poll_the_stars]

The gooey centre... Contains a man, almost naked, with various tubes in various places. Keeping him alive, obviously.

Inavet looks at him, expressionlessly, then looks back at Jinx.

"What have you done so far?" she asks, repressing a sigh. "Besides, obviously, this. You got him somewhere." She points at Kuvair.

[itstandsforjinx]

"There was some annoying security in the way."

Jinx pokes the unconscious man.

"Hey, Kuvair, can you help me with this? I dunno if I have the right crap to wake this guy up with."

[aestrix]

"Sure thing." Kuvair gets to attempting to help! ... He is very confused about where to start! But he tries.