Blaze Injun
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"As you can see Empress Mako." Jet lite one of his last cigars & pointed at the file in her hands with it. "The Yankee Suns offer you all you wish. The military support of a rising economy." He turned from the young woman dressed in J.D.F. fatigues & a priceless crown. "We have the firepower to back your bid to gain a empire."
She set the file to the side & unhosltered her pistol. "I understand all that." She stood and leaved the gun at his back. At this the Empress guards drew a bead on Jet as well. "What price do I have to pay the devil for such a deal?"
Jet walked slowly to the middle of the makeshift throneroom and spin to look at her as devilishly as possible. He took a deep drag of his cigar hoping that the smoke would add a sinister effect. "You will have to join The Yankee Suns."
"You." She began laughing. "You expect me to join a your Yankee Suns?"
"Yes I do." He took a few steps back. "When you join we will then be honor bound to claim a empire for you." He looked around the room at each guard, then back to Empress Mako. "But before you answer I want to show you something. Please don't shot." He took another drag & looked at his watch. "In our growth the Yankee Suns have mastered many new alien techs." He spread his arms. "One we have mostly mastered is teleportation. Again please do not shot."
Jet always thought it was funny that there wasn't any light flash or heat blast or colored lights when you teleported. No sound or noise to the event. Just a strange smell. Strange in the sense that it was a familiar smell. The smell of cinnamon. It was just the slightest hint in the air, but it was cinnamon.
In a blink they were there standing between Jet & the Empress. Black lined lipped, Lt. Rose and the Tokyo teen schoolgirl Miyabi. The leader of the newly created Satsu Onnanoko Kurabu. The Kill Girl Club.
"Think what that means. The power to move anywhere at anytime. To make a enemy disappear." He once again struck a devilish glare at Empress Mako. Who had retreat to her throne in disbelief. "What will it be Empress? Footnote or mother to a empire?
Blaze Injun
OOC
I can have my orders in after I know if the Empress joins or not.
"As you can see Empress Mako." Jet lite one of his last cigars & pointed at the file in her hands with it. "The Yankee Suns offer you all you wish. The military support of a rising economy." He turned from the young woman dressed in J.D.F. fatigues & a priceless crown. "We have the firepower to back your bid to gain a empire."
She set the file to the side & unhosltered her pistol. "I understand all that." She stood and leaved the gun at his back. At this the Empress guards drew a bead on Jet as well. "What price do I have to pay the devil for such a deal?"
Jet walked slowly to the middle of the makeshift throneroom and spin to look at her as devilishly as possible. He took a deep drag of his cigar hoping that the smoke would add a sinister effect. "You will have to join The Yankee Suns."
"You." She began laughing. "You expect me to join a your Yankee Suns?"
"Yes I do." He took a few steps back. "When you join we will then be honor bound to claim a empire for you." He looked around the room at each guard, then back to Empress Mako. "But before you answer I want to show you something. Please don't shot." He took another drag & looked at his watch. "In our growth the Yankee Suns have mastered many new alien techs." He spread his arms. "One we have mostly mastered is teleportation. Again please do not shot."
Jet always thought it was funny that there wasn't any light flash or heat blast or colored lights when you teleported. No sound or noise to the event. Just a strange smell. Strange in the sense that it was a familiar smell. The smell of cinnamon. It was just the slightest hint in the air, but it was cinnamon.
In a blink they were there standing between Jet & the Empress. Black lined lipped, Lt. Rose and the Tokyo teen schoolgirl Miyabi. The leader of the newly created Satsu Onnanoko Kurabu. The Kill Girl Club.
"Think what that means. The power to move anywhere at anytime. To make a enemy disappear." He once again struck a devilish glare at Empress Mako. Who had retreat to her throne in disbelief. "What will it be Empress? Footnote or mother to a empire?
Blaze Injun
OOC
I can have my orders in after I know if the Empress joins or not.