Azure Central Headquarters

Roleplay area for Azure content.
== Appearance of the Vigilantes, Azure==
Inside a liquid filled tube, a male figure drifts gently in sleep, his cream colored hair drifts about idly, his face obscured by a white mask, with a cyan insignia on its front.
Kado. A woman's voice rings in his head.
What is it? The male responds, the faintest of reactions from his mind begin to wake his body.
We have a situation that requires your attention.
I'll be down at command after I've woken and am ready.
Will see you there. 
The male named Kado opens his eyes, the only sign of them are the white pupils peering out from his mask that are so common among the Shapeshifter race. He allows himself a moment to feel the suspending sensation of the liquid, the presence of which is the only way he's ever slept soundly for many years. Not doing so... ...is often problematic for him. With a mild sigh, he drains the tube and emerges from a glass door, stepping out into the square room that is his home.
Simple furniture decorates it, and aside from the tube, there is little else of significance in the room aside from a circular pad, a transporter. He eyes it quietly.
It has been seven years since the incident that shaped the course of his life, the dark memory of his past that clings to him like a omnipresent cloud, and each night, the nightmares torment him. He can feel the agony of the moment his old family betrayed him, rippling through him in faint echoes of memory.
He closes his eyes. He knows for a fact that he'll likely never get the chance to exact revenge for what they did, yet the ghosts still linger. ...But a life left behind is one not missed.
He opens his eyes, and after donning a black bodysuit and white robes, steps onto the transporter, soon after appearing in a long hall, now the faint echo of voices throughout the central command can be heard. He feels for his multiple weapons, his four katanas, two plain with average wrappings, and two special ones, a black one with ornate details on its guard and sheathe, and a red one with elegant flame patterns carefully woven into the wood sheathe.
...Momentos. He clenches his fists lightly and proceeds down the hall, toward the first meeting that he, Kado, the leader of Azure had attended in several months.
On his way in, he can hear a woman patiently trying to reassure someone else in the room that the meeting will start soon, but an important visitor needs to arrive first.
Despite this woman's reassurance, the person shes talking to doesn't even appear to be caring, or listening. Instead he is taping his fingers lightly on his thigh, sighing with slight annoyance. He had been waiting for quite some time now, and always carried a rather bored and tired demeanor, which could easily be heard in his tone of voice. The only thing that escapes his lips as the woman speaks to him are occasional sounds of confirmation.
A few minutes after this, the person hears footsteps become audible as not a moment later the door opens abruptly, and a white masked individual wearing white robes with a black bodysuit underneath with four katanas strapped to him walks through the opening without pause.
"Let's get this meeting over with, we have important matters to attend to." The male's voice is surprisingly quiet but noticeably in command of its presence, his voice has caught everyone's attention.
Yes, let us proceed with affairs. The well known voice of Azula rings out in everyone's head in the room, a woman who coordinates the entire operation of Phoenix from afar, almost no one has ever seen the co founder.
Along with the male, there is a purple haired woman with green eyes, Oliv Walker, the former leader of ADHS and now the head of Squad 2, and scores of armored soldiers of the Azure Foreign Affairs Unit.
For the first time in quite a while, the man being reassured lets a small smile creep upon his face, cocking his head ever so slightly as he hears Kado's voice. The smile quickly fades however as he turns to him, nodding. He eyes the various people in the room, and speaks to himself in his mind. "Looks like the show is about to begin." 
"Let's review the intel." Kado intones.
The central display desk shows imagery from the minds of a number of Azure agents who seem to have been taken by some manner of humans who crossed through a rift. A few details can be discerned, such as a vague location, the details of the humans, vaguely, as well as some manner of lettering spells what seems to be 'MCCP'.
"From what we can tell, this occured around the mountains of Azure. It doesn't give us anything specific, but we do know they were using rifts. We may have to start restricting rift usage depending on how far this situation escalates. It may slow our activities in other realms, but right now this is a potential security risk."
Kado looks among the group. "I have called you all to conduct a search for the rift's location. You will be outfited with spacial fluctuation seekers and deployed to the most probable locations we have selected. ...Anything further? I value any additional insight."
The male, who is known as Mizora stepped forward slightly. His tone was quiet and distant, but oddly warm. "Do we know whether the MCCP are anticipating our arrival? Surely they have some sort of plan in place."
Kado's eyes look over toward Mizora. "That is yet to be seen, but this MCCP will not be taken lightly. That is why once we have confirmed the location of the Agents and this MCCP who took them, several entire AFAU squads and ATS units will be joining us as well. The ADHS will be joining us in force as well, of course."
Oliv looks at Kado. "You're talking about a small army's worth of our men. Do you really think it's that urgent?"
"If there are humans with rift travel technology able to reach our world, they must have some manner of advanced capabilities. I will not underestimate them, a full show of force will be given to our enemies. Any more questions?"
Mizora nods. "Not so much a question, but a show of support. It's best if these humans understand what they're dealing with, no? Underestimating humanity could very well be our downfall in a mission like this." He turns to Oliv, cocking his head. "I doubt any of us want this to end in failure."
"I suppose it is prudent to be on the safe side." She responds.
"Then it's settled. Report once you have reached the site designated to you and determine if any signs of struggle or a rift become present." Kado speaks.
"Dismissed."
Mizora eyes Kado a tad, before nodding as he places his hands in pockets. He starts to walk off, braid gently dangling behind him. As time passes and they are sent on the mission, Mizora is idly looking through the scene, albeit a little lazily. "Tsk. This is awfully trivial."
Kado stands on a mountain top, surveying the landscape. Report. Anything so far?
He groans a bit, and shakes his head. "No, not yet. This is starting to be a waste of time..."
Mizora begins to notice a faint blip on his scanner.
He cocks his head. "I may have spoken too soon." He starts walking towards the direction of the blip, at the ready.
Once he gets close to the source, he isn't able to see anything, but his scanner is going crazy, and he is able to determine that a large opening in space was created, likely a rift. There is also faint signs of combat.
He crouches down, head still cocked as he looks around the area. "Kado, I do believe i've found a rift. Not only that but it appears there was...quite, the scuffle here."
Location? Kado responds quickly.
Mizora gives Kado his coordinates. "Come quickly. Wouldn't want to dilly dally."
I will get there as fast as mortal means can, Kado's voice seems to remark dryly.
It doesn't take too long before the various Azure members start to gather at his location. Kado takes a bit longer, almost looking a tad winded, but regains composure quickly.
"Where is the rift's location?"
Mizora taps his scanner, before pointing to the exact point of the rift. "I know I said you wouldn't want to dilly dally, but take a breather."
Kado observes the scanner before looking at the location. "...Yeah, someone definately made a rift here, I can feel it. ...Get the ATS here now. We're opening this rift back open."
"Don't you just love tearing holes in the fabric of reality?" Mizora sticks his tongue out slightly, sitting down, and oddly chain like noises are heard. 
He sees multiple robed figures with masks appear, who begin assembling a part of odd devices, that soon begin to hum to life, and a fiery orange rift begins to tear open between the devices. The masked individuals now appear to stand guard. 
"In approximately one hour, the rift will be fully stable. Before then, the remaining reinforcements will be joining us. Sit tight until then, we will be going in soon."  
Mizora just nods, before scratching his neck slightly. He keeps eyeing Kado, before leaning back and closing his eyes.
Kado regards him in response, before quietly going off to be alone, sitting in a medative position quietly, ignoring attempts from a few agents to strike conversation.
Despite Mizora seemingly sleeping, he appears rather attentive of everything going on. Occasionally a spider or two will start crawling around.
After the hour has passed, Kado silently gets up and begins approaching the rift.
"Follow in after me." Without another word, he goes through, despite any protest.
Mizora quickly gets up, again chain noises being heard as he shrugs, going through the portal after Kado.
The group begins to appear within a forested area, and Kado frowns under his mask. "...Right. Begin setting up a perimeter. We're going to cloak ourselves, and once that is established, we're going to scout for the enemy. By we, I mean I. I will send for you if I find anything."
Various soldiers begin setting up their equipment.
"...We're taking our comrades back."
== Keeping Tabs ==
Kado and the assault team emerge from the rift in a operations room underground, and Kado immediately departs from the area to begin pouring over the mission's events. The various other agents take measures to finish their post operation assignments, and then leave to continue other affairs.
In Kado's private room, he examines the information he's gathered on the MCCP during the assault, and as the day goes by, begins set up for surveillance of the organization's activities. Once he has sent out the various intel forces, he gives himself some time to rest.
After about an hour of resting, he begins to quietly wander the streets, observing the passing crowds.
Above the city on a distant hilltop, a portal opens, with a figure stepping forth to observe it.
Sighing, Kalos walked to the edge of the cliff. This was a waste of time, it had to be. How could his master create a being like himself and idly fret over some god that allowed itself to be sealed in a sword?
Hands outstretched, Kalos just shook his head. Regardless of how foolish the task, his master had given him a task only he could accomplish and he would do it to the best of this ability.
Closing his eyes, the man reached out beyond the physical, grasping firmly upon the threads of life that connected to this area, and for just a moment, connected to the souls wandering the city, including the one he sought.
Indeed, there was a something deeper within him, the hints of greater power. His master's interest wasn't completely unfounded, it seemed. That didn't mean this man was anything besides, however. Kalos would learn soon enough. With a thought, his body glowed in ethereal light, and a moment later became light itself before setting off into the air. Arcing over the city, Kalos descended quickly, his gaze never left the man's back as he fell like a star, coming closer, closer, closer...
Kado, walking through the streets, quietly contemplates to himself for a while, before that familiar tingle crawls into the back of his head, that gut instinct that something was behind him. Knowing full well what might happen if a brawl were to start in the streets, Kado takes a quiet breath, before coming to a complete stop, his arm shifts in his long sleeve, grasping the handle of his black katana.
Kalos speeds towards the sword holder faster, drawing his arm back and clenching it into a fist as he aimed at the head.
Kalos flies right through the sword wielder and crashes into the ground in front of him, after which, they pull a black colored katana out from their sleeve and point its blade towards Kalos.
"I generally don't reccomend charging in against an unknown enemy, but that's just me. As for you, who are you, and what do you want?" He says in an even tone behind a white mask, all that can be seen inside is white pupils.
Kalos appears not to acknowledge his words, as two more streaks of light shoot at the man's back. At the same time, Kalos focuses on the shadows at his feet and leaps forwards for another punch, the darkness starting to swirl and twist behind him.
Kado responds by throwing several spheres into the ground, causing a large smoke screen to cover a good portion of the street.
From behind Kalos he can feel several sharp objects whirling toward him.
The ground behind Kalos erupted in shining, tilted pillars of light as he reached towards the two shafts flying down towards him, blocking the projectiles' path. Gripping the light in his hand he swept his arms in a wide arc, dispersing the smoke in an act of pure strength. Psh, parlor tricks. If youre not embarrassed, then I am for you.
The lights in his hands solidified, forming a pair of blades as he focused on his next strike, the shadows at his feet becoming more excited.
Kado stands on a nearby building a good distance away behind him, hand on his sword hilt. "If you're serious about fighting me, we take this elsewhere. I won't endanger my people over whatever petty desire to fight me you possess." He says evenly.
Kalos blinked away, and the man was lifted off into the air from behind. As he found himself hanging over the mountains, Kalos spoke. "This has nothing to do with desire. I'd rather be doing something productive with this existence of mine."
With that, Kado was thrown towards the earth, followed by a trio of shining Spears.
Kado smirks behind his mask. This is more favorable. He couldn't have given me a better stage.
Without warning, he turns around in the air, his back toward the ground and facing up toward Kalos, and begins making hand signs, before clapping his hands together and disappearing into a large cloud of smoke.
Kalos lands on the ground, and grits his teeth. "More tricks...fine." Slowly, Kalos' shadow spreads, extending over and around the mountain in many threads. Kalos focuses a mass of light into one of his blades and throws it, the weapon exploding on contact with a rock formation, turning it to ash. "Hide if you want. If I ruin your body by accident, it's your fault."
Without warning, an eagle screams and divebombs him, its sharp talons raking into his face briefly before just as quickly flying away, soaring high into the air in moments. The eagle then lands, almost deliberate, on an area where the shadow touches, and it changes form into Kado, whose black blade is drawn.
"Have at thee, if you must insist."
Kalos clutches his face for a moment before pulling his hand away. He examines his palm and smiles, apparently satisfied before turning his attention back to Kado. Leaping skyward, Kalos commands the shadows at the man's feet to erupt around him, forming a sphere of darkness around Kado as his light blade cuts through it.
The darkness around Kado seems to tear and shred, and Kalos' blade is parried by a now shimmering black blade, shadows writhing around it, while the entirety of Kalos' shadow had seemingly disappeared. Without warning, Kado clenches his hand and hurls a black sphere of darkness into Kalos' chest.
Kalos is pushed back slightly by the attack, his hands outstretched and grasping the sphere, but he manages to divert it enough to advance again, a sweep of the sword arm forming an arc of light aimed at Kado's midriff.
Kado counters with a wave of darkness, but as soon as it disperses, Kalos is beset upon by a large wave of fire, and when he looks back at Kado, he has drawn a red katana as well.
Kalos leaps back, avoiding the flames. He glares at the new blade Kado wields and spawns a set of 6 more light swords, firing them all at the masked man.
Kado responds by throwing small grey balls at Kalos' face and turning transparent, the blades going through him just as an incredibly foul odor blasts out from the spheres, along with a burning sensation in his eyes, a dense carpet of smoke covering him.
Kalos glared as the smoke enveloped him. His eyes grew dim, the discomfort affecting him fading as a black, sickening aura trailed off of his form. With a wave of his hand the aura expanded quickly, devouring the smoke. A moment later, a dozen shafts of energy crashed into the earth around him from above, each erupting wildly into searing ribbons of light.
Kalos feels a sharp blade press against the front of his neck, while being pressed against his assailant from behind, he also feels a short blade pocking against his back.
"Don't. Move." Kado's voice says coolly. "Your head will come clean off otherwise."
For a moment, Kalos' aura explodes forth, equally oppressive and gentle, like a hand on a the shoulder and heel on the back, only for it to wink out as if it'd never existed. The blade in his hand disappears, and Kalos laughs. "Well you didn't meet my standards in the least, but you'd make for an excellent stage magician, or even the royal trickster. Those are the correct terms, yes? I'm fairly certain they are..."
"Then your standards are that of a novice." Kado releases Kalos and kicks him away. "A warrior is quick, efficient, through deception and quick wit, he will overcome a thousand men with the stroke of his finger. You clearly aren't the normal sort, but you're also clearly not used to a *real* fight, one where power means nothing if an ordinary man can still snap your neck."
Kalos steps forwards and turns without much trouble, brushing off his back as he faces Kado. "Well I didn't have long to prepare. The best I could manage were a few images of raging warriors throwing greater and greater waves of energy at one another, and countless people carrying swords, I didn't go digging for details...besides, if I actually thought you might kill me, we wouldn't be talking, now." Kalos smirks. "I knew you were an interesting fellow. I'm glad I picked you." 
Im less glad I didn't get to rip your soul out of your body and erase it, but master would be displeased. Can't have that, nope.
Mind your attitude, Kalos. His master's voice warns in his head. You have much to learn from him, you might consider studying him and how he fights. Plus, he is crucial to my investigation, and thus, he is an asset. Any harm to my assets is unacceptable. So long as they maintain their importance, at any rate. I also see you were more attentive to him than the sword. It doesn't seem to have acted up at all during that fight, but be keeping an eye on its activity and energy levels. I have suspicions, but until I can confirm them, your orders are to assist and monitor his growth. He may be the answer to what I seek.
Kado's eyes seem to gravitate to Kalos as this mental conversation happens.
Interesting... he has an ally that can almost reach my mind from here... ...curious. Indeed, this group will be interesting to watch. You should ask about her. We will continue this conversation later.
"Very well..." Kalos said with a sigh, observing Kado. "So. Who are you, anyway? Besides a wierdo with a thing for masks."
"Curious that you should ask that question, given that you attacked me I would imagine you'd already know such a thing." Kado says curtly.
"I'm someone who has important things to be doing, like protecting the weak from people who are only interested in causing them pain. If you will excuse me..." He turns his back on Kalos and begins walking toward the city.
I should have invested more in your diplomacy. 
"Perhaps you could use some assistance with that?" Kalos asked, cocking his head to the side. 
Kado turns his head. "I was talking about you. You're not messing with me now are you?" 
Kalos scoffs. "Unless you count yourself as weak, I haven't the slightest intention of hurting anyone. I'm innocent, like a newborn..." He bats his eyelashes as he says this. "So yeaaaah, I'm all for it, if you'll have me. What say you?" 
". . ." Kado seems at a loss for words. "...Come with me, but attack anyone else and you'll be more than a little sorry." He begins walking back toward the city silently. 
Kalos chuckles into his hand as he follows the man. "Promises, promises..."
"...Do you seriously not know how to contain yourself in the slightest? You'll creep everyone and their mother out." Kado grunts.
"Describe your skillsets while we're at it." Kado idly kicks a stone down the street.
After extensive work, Kalos is situated while being kept under surveillance until Kado would have need of him. He begins to settle in for the afternoon, pouring over research on the MCCP and their activities.
A frown forms on his face as he reads of the greater, wide spread oppression and violence against Myths on Earth, more so when he sees that it is often government sanctioned.
”This is a problem. A government spanning the world, its goal the eradication and oppression of Mythkind... I will need to gather more information.”
Azula. Please send a message to the other leaders. This United Earth Initiative may require us to intervene on a larger scale.
Understood, Kado.
Kado glares at the data presented before him. “We’re going to need more intel before we can topple these tyrants.”
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Meanwhile Mizora returns home, where a woman waits for him, her normally red hair seeming to fade to white at the roots, with only splashes of red at her tips. Her skin is also becoming an almost albino color, she looks at him, faintly distressed, an almost ravenous look in her eyes.
== Heralded ==
Kado looks through his data when an agent bursts through the door. "Sir! It's a message! A message from the Empire!"
Kado looks toward him incredulously. "From the empire?"
A four tailed fox strolls through the door.
"One of the Wind Spirits? This must be urgent..." Kado eyes widen behind his mask.
"Greetings. The Grand Eye is calling for a convention of the nations at the capital, Chinmoku. Your attendance is strongly recommended. That is all." The spirit promptly vanishes.
Kado ponders this information while the agent looks confused. "Was that really all...?"
"...The mere fact the Grand Eye is directly requesting attendance at the capital means he's treating this seriously, whatever the matter is. It seems more than likely he desires a Summit. ...Which means more than likely, I'll have to go. But to go alone... no, I'll probably have to have some accompanying guards. Excuse me, I have arrangements to make." He ushers the agent out, and begins making calls... 
You asked for me, Kado? A woman's voice sounds in his head, and a woman with black hair and grey eyes, covered in a red dress that partially shows her well endowed chest. 
Kado removes his mask, revealing his androgenous face with a faint smile blessing her presence. "Azula, it's been too long since we spoke in person." 
She nods. I have missed you. Her mouth doesn't move as she 'speaks'. Little is known of her origins, and attempts to discern her nature have long failed. What little they've known is she hails from outside Echo, and lacks the ability to physically speak, forced to communicate through telepathy. 
Kado looks away sheepishly. "I'm sorry. I've been busy." 
I'm merely glad to be able to see you again. Although... perhaps it would be wise to develop relations with others, I understand your desire for justice but... have care for yourself. 
Kado's eyes close. "...I know." He places his mask back over his face as a knock is heard. 
"Come in." 
A woman in an officer's uniform with long purple hair in a ponytail and dark, serious eyes walks in. 
"It's been a long while since we worked together on a mission of any sort, you shorty." A faint smile stretches across her normally serious facial features. 
"Oliv. I see you brought our 'guest' as expected." He indicates Kalos with a look. 
"I trust your judgement, but are you certain it is wise to bring him?" 
Kado regards Kalos. "That depends if he thinks he can handle behaving himself in a diplomatic mission to the Empire." He crosses his arms, staring up at him firmly. 
"You won't attend the meeting itself, but we need fighters to escort our mission en route. Think you can handle being our muscle?" 
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