altiloquent meets again (Yuugiri)
Feb 27, 2013 19:46:52 GMT -5
Post by Ryuu Shirai on Feb 27, 2013 19:46:52 GMT -5
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[style=width: 416px; background-color: #b1b198; margin-top: -3px; color: #212121; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px;] words:: 637 ♠ tagged:: yuugiri ♠ notes :: Ryuu feels bad. And is sort of being awkwardly cute now. xD[/style][style=font-family: courier new; letter-spacing: 4px; font-size: 10; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;] template by synchronicity[/style]
[atrb=style,border-top: 8px solid #333333; border-bottom: 8px solid #333333; border-left: 3px solid #b1b198; border-right: 3px solid #b1b198;][bg=7b3636][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top] [style=width:100px; height: 100px; border: 3px solid #333333; opacity:0.9;filter:alpha(opacity=40); margin-left:3px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/EjdQkqns.jpg?1); -moz-border-radius-topright: 40px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 40px;] [/style] [style=width:100px; height: 100px; border: 3px solid #333333; opacity:0.9;filter:alpha(opacity=40); margin-left: 3px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/2wr0wRn.jpg?1); -moz-border-radius-topright: 40px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 40px;] [/style] [style=width:100px; height: 100px; border: 3px solid #333333; opacity:0.9;filter:alpha(opacity=40); margin-left: 3px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/4R1I1s.jpg); -moz-border-radius-topright: 40px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 40px;] [/style] [style=margin-right; 19px; margin-top: -360px; height: 375px; margin-left: 115px; margin-bottom: -5px; overflow:auto; background-color: #333333; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; color: #e1dbc2; padding-top: 16px; padding-bottom: 19px; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; text-align: justify; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 10px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 10px;]It had been several weeks since his meeting with his other half. While Ryuu had been adamant about not wanting to have a relationship with him - because of Transcendere Fatum's ways, he couldn't help but want something with him. Just a deep twinge of regret of not getting to know his other half better than their brief meeting. It had been hard to just walk away from that and he wondered how some units just managed to do just that. He knew why Septimal Moon wanted to keep the units together - but he just didn't understand why their hierarchy demanded that the fighter be the slave to the Sacrifice...that didn't make sense. That was why their organization wanted to give units the power to choose between who they wanted. They would forge bonds of their own - and not what Fate chose for them. "Ryuunosuke, Sir, are you there?" the voice came from his headset and Ryuu shook his head slightly as he looked at the laptop from the military mission he was overseeing - as he had created the strategy for the entire thing from start to finish and was working as handler for several of the undercover operatives. "Uh yeah. Sorry. Ahn. Take a right - there should be a security camera there. Take it out and then you can move to take the cell out," A few minutes passed as his men moved to do as they were told with Ryuu glancing between the live feed and the blueprints of the building from the intel he had gathered. There were the sounds of gunshots in the background and Ryuu was left on edge. "Are you guys alright?" he ventured after a moment of silence. "Yes, sir." "Casualties?" "No deaths. Two wounded on our end - six dead, one wounded and three in all captured from the cell," came the answer, the man on the other end panting slightly with adrenaline. Ryuu sighed in relief. His plans had worked out beautifully, as per usual. "Alright. Get the wounded medical treatment and head back to base, Corporal," Ryuu leaned back in his desk chair, stretched for a moment. "Sergeant Major Ryuunosuke Shirai out," Ryuu turned off the feed and turned off his laptop. Papers and several different classified papers were shoved into a folder and then into a safe in a wall behind several military and war books on a bookshelf. He grabbed another folder out of it before he closed it, the metal contraption clicking shut and locked. He glanced through the background check on his true Sacrifice and noted the address listed on it with a sigh. He would deal with this feeling of regret now. He wanted to know why he felt bad about not wanting to deal with a Sacrifice, especially his own. The power of a true bonded unit was undeniable, of course...perhaps he could make it work? Keep the Sacrifice he was using now - actually get to truly be a Fighter that he was supposed to be. A mendax was his Fighter, even though he was the Fighter of his unit...but because they weren't matched - he would have been a weakened Fighter. Slipping off the grounds of Transcendere Fatum was easy enough for him, he wasn't stopped by the security because they knew he was one of their head chairs. It didn't take long for him drive to where he wanted to go either with a motorcycle. He stepped in, taking a breath of air. He could command dangerous marine missions, send people out on those missions and handle military things...so why was the aspect of seeing his Sacrifice for a second time so nerve wracking? He had rejected him...was he worried he would face the same rejection after he had done the same thing? Perhaps. [/style] |