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Thread: Knowing When to Fight GITS Vawnie Bear x Broomhandle45

Motoko smiled, stepping out of the car...her posture and movements were not unlike a predator in her element, every movement supple and limber. A woman who knew her place and what it meant to everything around her. Saito? she asked faintly, glancing up at the building. It wasn't worth mentioning that Saito had made sure their trip was safe and harmless, barring a few cyberattacks that were easily dispelled. Still, it was a mildly concerning thought... Perimeter is clear, Major. he assured, satisfied with that...Motoko moved inside and opened the door for her with a polite smile. Ambassador, she said coolly. If you'll follow me, we'll get you to your room so you can rest. She seemed rather tired, but no more than any other diplomat would be after a long flight, she supposed.
Thread: Knowing When to Fight GITS Vawnie Bear x Broomhandle45

Major, there is something that has come up that you should see. The grizzle voice of Ishikawa came over their secure line. He fought their war usually from home base. Always filtering the endless net for information usually by key words... I found it in a data package set to send to her father the General in 18 hours. It was the dummied image of the local news paper with pictures of a flaming fire ball engulfing an unmarked black sedan the date on the paper was tomorrow. The front headline read A Nation Mourns A Nation Rejoices Jeanne stepped out of the vehicle after she was given the okay, her right hand pushed off of the black sedan leaving dimples where she had pulled herself from the back seat, she didn't notice the three distinct marks on the left rear quarter panel she left behind. Viv stood and gave them a glance, having been inside the car he had heard the metal softly groan and had become accustomed to these sorts of accidents when she relied on her cybernetic arm to help her up. He was sure if they simply allowed his friend to experience the full sensitivity to her synthetic skin she would know long before she began crushing metal she was going to do so... but it was hard when her nerves registered that extra sensitivity as pain. You two go, I will get the bags. He said as a man came out to help him.
Thread: Knowing When to Fight GITS Vawnie Bear x Broomhandle45

...I see, Motoko murmured, heading toward the elevator. Well, they certainly were bold, weren't they? Saito? I see it, Major...we'll double up security. Saito assured. We'll make sure nothing gets through tonight. Hm, Motoko murmured, arms crossing as she leaned against the back of the elevator. Looks like you'll be getting your privacy after all, Jeanne, she smiled. I've got some work to do.
Thread: Knowing When to Fight GITS Vawnie Bear x Broomhandle45

The tired Ambassador lifted her head and looked to Motok. Oh? Brows drew together in question and for a moment it looked like she might ask. Not unusual for Ambassadors to do so given their need to be in control of things, but she let out a breath and let it go. She didnt have quite the power issue others had, and if Major Motoko Kusanagi said she had business it was likely in her interest not to detain her. I see. She said really know sure what else to say. They rode up the elevator the thirty odd floors and she followed the Major out as she was led to her room. She waited until all was clear if necessary and then entered the modest suite. Is there anything I should know? She asked. She didn't want a lot of words she was tired, but if perchance something needed to be said... The fatigue was clear on her face though she fought it bravely, more so since the Major was there than if it had just been her and Viv.
Thread: Knowing When to Fight GITS Vawnie Bear x Broomhandle45

Get some rest? Motoko said with a faint smile. Try not to look so dead in the morning? Most politicians aren't fond of sleepy Ambassadors. Nothing she could say would help, and the less she presently knew. The better...still, some caution couldn't hurt. If someone doesn't knock, it's not anyone who needs to be inside. she murmured. If that happens, contact me through the encrypted line that I gave you earlier.
Thread: Knowing When to Fight GITS Vawnie Bear x Broomhandle45

Jeanne smiled faintly at the advice. I will take it under advisement. She chuckled and moved inside. Her playfulness subsided when Motoko said something about knocking. A pale brow rose up before she asked. What if the bad guys knock first? Viv was only minutes behind them and as they had paused to chat for a moment he caught up with them carrying two bags, one was rather large and honest to God gaudy as hell, the other was medium sized, and could have been missed by any one with how plain it was... Jeanne stepped back a bit from the door holding it for Viv as he wheeled and carried in the two bags. She looked at him as he passed her and he grinned big, she shook her head briefly before looking back to the Major.
Thread: Knowing When to Fight GITS Vawnie Bear x Broomhandle45

Well, she traveled light...but she traveled well enough it seemed. Generally you saw Ambassadors with a tiny bit more luggage...but that made things safer, she supposed. ...Sleep well, Ambassador. Motoko chuckled, shifting from her spot to head down the hall. Thankfully, she made sure that she had all of her gear already here before she picked up Jeanne. It seemed like they were going to need it tonight. Saito would be set up across the building to give good protection for Jeanne in case the worse happened. And Ishikawa was scanning the cybernet for anything out of the ordinary. Meanwhile, Motoko had stripped out of her uniform and slipped into something a little more combat ready. A skintight bodysuit with an armored jacket and thigh guards, as well as webbing settled around her hips. She was more familiar playing cat an mouse as she slid out a Seburo C26A from her dufflebag and slid a magazine in, chambering with a rack of the charging handle. It was a normal night, for the most part. It certainly seemed quiet...and Ishikawa wasn't reporting much of anything, nor was Saito. But the forged newspaper was very clear... Ishikawa, Motoko murmured. Run background checks on the employees here, scrub deeper. Major? he asked curiously, even as he did as ordered. She hadn't thought a lot about it, really...mostly concerned with keeping Jeanne safe, with everything going so smoothly it made her a little complacent, but they were missing something. She was settled into a corner of the lobby, her optical camouflage allowing her to blend in. Saito had her room, so she felt fine leaving her be for the moment. Even such a posh hotel as this got traffic all day and night, from drunken businessmen with gold diggers to young studs trying to impress loose girlfriends. Nothing out of place, everything seemed fine...and that made her slightly agitated. Major, we got a problem.. Ishikawa murmured. -- The elevator doors opened up to the thirty fourth floor, a cart rattling gently down the hallway as a smiling host politely nodded to guests and stopped at Jeanne's door, knocking. Room Service! he announced. And...like that, all of the doors were hacked and locked...except for one. They were looking from the outside in, when in reality? It was always on the inside. Motoko almost kicked herself for not thinking of it otherwise, but now it was too late to regret. Casually, the man slid out a suppressed MAC-10 from the bottom of the cart. And Ishikawa was reporting a spike in movement, all of them spreading out. They weren't aiming for just her...they were aiming for the entire hotel. They had ran a cursory check on the employees but nothing cleared, a deeper dig resulted in a large handful of the hotel employees, bellhops, maids...all of them with ties to a single Ultra-Nationalist Party known as Furinkazan.
Thread: Knowing When to Fight GITS Vawnie Bear x Broomhandle45

Oh my God Viv, could you possibly have picked a more... She stopped herself a moment and stared at his huge gaudy case her brow wrinkled. She didn't want to insult him but the case was so out there... and she knew people thought it was hers. What? You no like the case? He asked in a purring voice. No... She said flatly her hand rising to rub at her brow. Good. He chuckled and reached up pulling her hand from her face. Joo need to go to bed. He said intensifying his accent. She sighed reached for her bag. He allowed her to have it with out fighting her for it. She was independent like that after all. There was a knock on the door and Jeanne turned towards it wondering what the Major forgot. She checked the link she programed and asked Major? Room Service. There was a click on the other side of the door a sound the daughter of a General would instantly relate to danger. Viv was still grinning about the bags when her hand went to his chest and she pushed him into the next room knocking him over, just as the front door was opening. A spray of bullets peppered the hotel room where they had been standing. Viv screamed as the bullets bit through the walls and showered them with plaster. Stay low, but move! She said to him and pointed to the back of the room.
Thread: Knowing When to Fight GITS Vawnie Bear x Broomhandle45

The man went to advance, but he didn't get halfway into the room before the window shattered behind them and a .338 round slammed into the man's chest. He let out a choked gurgle of pain as his gun sprayed upward, blood staining his white shirt as he hit the ground. Saito effortlessly worked the bolt of his rifle, his real eye focused through the scope. Well, look at that...the girl had some spunk, didn't she? Major! Saito said quickly, Motoko was already sprinting up flights of stairs, weapon sweeping up every turn before picking her pace up again. They were coming...and it was only a matter of time now. I know! There's more coming! Keep her in that room, Saito! Motoko ordered. Jeanne! she contacted. Everyone okay?
Thread: Knowing When to Fight GITS Vawnie Bear x Broomhandle45

Viv scurried out from under Jeanne who remained low but stayed by the door so she could keep control of it. If who ever it was came through it they would find a half cyborg who knew a few things about self defense on the other side ready and willing to use those things even if it inadvertently killed them. Jeanne! Everyone okay? So far... She responded and pulled the door open when the glass shattered and the man fell to the floor. She looked towards the shattered window her cybernetic eyes searching the dark. I'm not sure I am grateful for your man across the way or disappointed. There was a hint of amusement to her voice even through the encrypted com. It would be so much more fun if it was one of their own... She explained. She moved out into the main room crawling combat style through fallen debris from wall and window until she could reach the dead mans gun. This she grabbed, and pulled back to the room she had shoved her aide into.
Thread: Incest Family: Main Thread

Posting Guideline Name Location Tagged The house was large - a bedroom for everyone but the twins, who had to share. It had all the amenities one could wish for including a pool and a pool house which was used more for entertainment and games then anything else. The property was quite large and the father had his own private studio on the back, near where the driveway ended at the road. It was strictly off limits to his children and he enforced such a rule. The number-pad locks on the door ensured no one got inside and it had no windows on the ground floor - and only a few tiny ones on the second floor. This was a private porn studio. Richard and Myra used it to film their porn movies and it had all the equipment one would need.
Thread: Incest Family: Main Thread

Name Tessa Location Main House Tagged Mom and Dad Myra and Richard Tessa stood out in front of the big house with feelings of dread looming inside. It had been a few years since she had darkened the doorways of this house though it was her own. Living there only long enough to finish high school, she had left the very day she graduated. Not even going home, she simply got in her car and drove away. She never did care very much for living in her hometown. The people, the place itself always seemed too small for her. She rebelled against it all wit such force. So she moved around from place to place until she found a home. Working with a band, they all decided it was time to make a demo. Lacking in funds, they all agreed to go their own way and raise as much money as they could. That's what brought her here. She knew her family had money, but the key to the safe was something she would have to work to obtain. She turned the doorknob and leaned inside. Mom! Dad! I'm home!
Thread: Incest Family: Main Thread

Name Clyde. Location Main House, Pool. Tagged Kaylie. Clyde reached the end of the pool, surfacing for a deep breath as he gave his strained body a brief rest. He ran a hand through his wet hair, throwing it from his face as he glanced over his shoulder to his sister. Come on, Kaylie! He called encouragingly, waving his hand to her, Well never qualify for the district finals at this rate! He planted his feet on the pool edge and shot back into the water, swimming with all the rigor and strength he could muster from his aching body to reach the other side and back in record time, trying to condition his body for the qualification tests. He and his sister were both in high school, being the middle children, along with their younger sister and brother who just started. Though he was a year younger, he still met the deadline for being placed in the same grade, making him one of the youngest children in grade 12 while she was among the older. They were both on the school swim team and they liked to practice together, among other things. He completed another lap and surfaced, his chest heaving with exertion as he pulled himself up the pool edge and sat, his legs lapping in the water.
Thread: Incest Family: Main Thread

Name Kaylie. Location Main House, Pool. Tagged Clyde. Kaylie couldn't help but roll her eyes when her little brother criticized her swimming. She'd been doing it longer than he had the only reason he was faster than her was because he didn't have any extra padding in his way. As she got out of the water - no more than a few seconds after he had - she leaned back on her elbows and sighed, letting the sun warm her skin. Come on Clyde, we'll be fine. You know we're the best in the class, she said, letting herself lay back on the warm cement. Her wet, lightly tanned skin glistened in the sunlight as she panted with exertion from trying to catch up with and out-do her brother. Her black bikini hugged the few places it covered and her long black hair fanned out across the damp cement. She couldn't help but look over her brother's body. What do you say we go hit the showers? she asked.
Thread: Incest Family: Main Thread

Name Clyde. Location Main House, Pool. Tagged Kaylie. Clyde watched his sister climb out and tried to avert his gaze, but could not help look at her glorious body. Like him, she had a swimmers body, with smooth curves and toned limbs. She was right about them being the best in the class, and since they were in separate divisions, male and female, it was likely their family would win in both categories. He wore simple red swimming trunks, longer than the regulation but it helped as it added extra traction that his body had to fight against. He reached down and grabbed a handful of water, spooning it over Kaylies body before it escaped his hand. Yeah probably, but that doesnt mean we can slack off or be overconfident. He smiled and shrugged, standing up and stretching his arms above his head. A shower would be nice, but not yet. Let's do a couple more laps.
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Thread: Visionary Cycles (Atroxa & Azecreth)

If there was anything more than dreaming that she hated, she couldn't think of it. Dreams and visions, it seemed like she was plagued by them. And now she was in one again, but she couldn't tell which it was. Was is it a dream or a vision? Or maybe something of both? Garbled messages, noise, screams, voices familiar and alien, memories of her and memories of others forced into her mind by no choice of her own. It all mixed into a cacophony of chaos and panic, desperation. That was what she gout the most out of it all. Desperation. Desperate to live, to survive, she had to survive, they had to survive. Roxanne groaned softly, her head rolling to the side as she began to wake, though she was still refusing to open her eyes just yet. Her mind groggily continued to try and make sense of the lingering message from her dream. Fear and chaos and an strong sense of impending doom. Something was coming, the end. The end was coming, but how? Why? A hand, calloused from years of war, lifted to run down her face and rub her eyes lids, giving a rough sigh before she finally opened her eyes. Sitting up, she looked around to realize she was in the med bay. What had happened? Why was she here? She turned to dangle her legs off the side of the medical bed she was laying on, pushing some of her short red hair out her face. She felt exhausted, and like she had been hit by a truck or something. There was the soft hiss of a door's hydraulics and Roxanne looked up to see Dr. Chakwas walking over to her, the doctor her usual image of salt and pepper propriety. Ah, you're awake I see, how are you feeling? Like shit, Roxanne grumbled. The doctor walked over to her and held out both hands, one held a glass of water and another looked to be holding something small, likely pills, Here, take these, they'll help with that headache. Roxanne took the pills and the water, downing them quickly and draining the entire glass, feeling like she hadn't had a drink of water in ages. Handing the empty glass back the commander frowned, What happened?
Thread: Visionary Cycles (Atroxa & Azecreth)

It had been something like fifteen hours since the squad had returned from the Eden Prime mission. Well, more like a fiasco as some would call it, with the colony wrecked by the geth though fortunately not blown up, and Commander Sheppard unconscious, with bio readings way beyond normal. He had stabilized, but it looked dicey for a bit, and Kaidan found himself practically stuck in the observation room, feeling responsible for what had happened. As Roxanne started to come about, Kaidan started, moving away from the window. Doctor Chakwas, she's waking up. he watched on as the Doctor went on to tend to her patient, and doing a fine job of it too. When she asked what happened, that was Kaidan's cue to step in, entering the room and standing near the bed slash examination table she was currently on. Welcome back Commander, he said with a grin, before taking on a more serious look. It was my fault. I must have activated some sort of defense field when I got too close to the Beacon. You pushed me out of the way and then got zapped by it. Sorry ma'am. He did feel bad about what had happened, given that they didn't know what the beacon might have done to her, and the fact that it shattered afterwards, leaving it useless. He had to focus on the positives though, rather than what they might have gained in terms of knowledge had things gone different. For Roxanne though, even though the memories were still jumbled, she would start to get a sense of deja vu from this entire experience.
Thread: Visionary Cycles (Atroxa & Azecreth)

Roxanne looked up when her lieutenant stepped in to answer her question, frowning slightly. Eden Prime... that's right, they were going to Eden Prime, for the beacon, the Prothean beacon, but the geth were there.That was about all she could remember though, it all seemed like a blur, a bit fuzzy, like an old memory. Most of the big points were there, but the details all seemed smeared by time. She felt like Eden Prime had been a lifetime ago. How long had she been out? Not that long if she was still on the ship. If she'd been out for too long they would have moved her to a hospital. And all of it, it all had this... familiarity to it. She couldn't help but feel like she'd had this conversation before. Everything, from how Chakwas and Kaidan were standing in the room to the things they were saying, it all felt like she'd done this before. It'd been a while since she'd had a sense of deja vu, but it'd never been this strong before. Dr. Chakwas was hovering about the commander, poking and prodding, taking her pulse, taking readings with her omni tool, making sure everything was in order. Roxanne let her, looking at Kaidan still. It's uh... it's fine, she frowned, looking at him like she was trying to figure something out. Flashes of memories, blurry and formless, having to do with him. Maybe he'd been in her dream? She blinked and shook her head, trying to clear it, Where's the beacon now? Are we on the way back to the Citadel?
Thread: Visionary Cycles (Atroxa & Azecreth)

Kaidan made sure to stay well and good out of the way of Chakwas as she went about taking care of the Commander. The last thing he wanted or needed was a browbeating for interfering in medical procedure or something like that. From his perspective at least she seemed to be doing well, and that was what was important. After all, accidentally nearly getting his commanding officer killed wouldn't exactly look good on his record. He dismissed the look Sheppard wore as a result of getting zapped, and turned to her question. The Beacon exploded after it was done doing....whatever it did, he replied. They think it was damaged already. So we won't be getting anything useful out of it. That hadn't gone over well, especially with everything else that had happened. To her next question he nodded. We're nearly there. We bugged out pretty fast once they picked you up. Apparently we caused a bit of a ruckus back on the home front, though I wouldn't really know about that. He'd been a bit distracted by everything that had happened to be paying much attention to rumours for the moment.
Thread: Visionary Cycles (Atroxa & Azecreth)

Roxanne frowned slightly, something Kaidan said hanging in her mind 'whatever it did'. What did it do? What had it done? She thought about her dream, and suddenly it came back, that feeling of desperation, that rush of need on the most basic of levels, the need to survive. The rest of what the lieutenant said was honestly lost on her, she was reliving the vision, her dark green eyes going wide and she stood suddenly, almost knocking to doctor over. Where's Captain Anderson? She asked Kaidan, turning to him suddenly, I need to speak with him immediately. She had to tell him about what she had seen, she had to tell him about the end, it was coming. They were coming. Who or what they were she didn't know, but she knew in her heart that they were coming, and that they would destroy them all. Images flashed through her mind, giant monsters bearing down on Earth, chaos and destruction everywhere. The galaxy crumbling under her. Or maybe that was her knees, as she suddenly found herself weak and having to lean heavily on the table to keep herself from falling over. Now then, calm down, Doctor Chakwas told her in a disapproving tone, You're still a little weak from the beacon. So sit down and just stay calm. But I need to speak with Captain Anderson, Roxanne insisted, her tone urgent, almost desperate.