A NISA Story - Red Iron: 5/13 Tuesday

[raspberrylicious]

The booming announcement woke Richard up. He glanced around and grimaced. They had raised the taxes again, and Richard's money was wearing thin. He cursed Bartholomew's name and jumped out of bed. He was in a small room that he lived out of. It was part of a building housing hundreds of other people. He changed and ate some stale cereal without milk for his breakfast.
Richard heard a knock on his door as he finished his meal. He walked over to the door and saw a note had been slipped under it. So it seems a rebel group has been formed, Richard thought to himself.

[JerichoDeath]

Spoiler:

I was mostly wondering because Sophie is a member of the rebels. So, she would know about it. Maybe that mission where she got critically wounded was "defending a rebel base"? And now that base is gone. So, she doesn't know about where any others might be?


---okay, NOW my sister is getting on the computer. I'll be back later.

[Rydux]

"Blood tax hikes again? I'm tired of hearing that guy's voice. One day I'll single-handedly take down that guy and his frivolous empire. With my sword, and my training, I could easily handle some fat politician!" Glenn swung his sword around in fluid motions. For someone of his size and stature, using a sword of that size single-handedly was quite a sight to see. "Hopefully that Rudy guy isn't anywhere near...I'd like a peaceful morning for once." Glenn pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket, "Join the rebels and take out the evil emperor! Great message, but there's no address or anything! How am I supposed to join them if I don't even know where they are!?"

"Glenn-tan! Ya~Hoo~" a voice called, and sitting there on the windowsill was a young man, dressed Ina coat and waist coat, his eyes like closed slits similar to a fox, giving the young man with the sword a goofy grin.

[TheForeignGamer]

"The hell is this thing?" Roxanne asked as she picked up a piece of paper that was on the ground. She identified it as a flier for the rebel forces and noticed it had no address. "Lot of help that is... can't even find the damn place. But I guess that'd be the point, wouldn't it?"

She tucked the paper inside the folds of her coat for later. For now, she was busy resetting her "security" measures on her "home". No one was able to find her here. The door was decrepit but it still blocked the vision of anyone who tried peeking in. She discarded her coat and took out the piece of paper. She examined it thoroughly.

"Gotta be some secret message on this thing. They wouldn't make it impossible to join." She spent several minutes trying to uncover any hidden clues. She had almost given up at that point. She threw the piece of paper in frustration and looked around the room. She didn't have much, but it sustained her. Stolen food packages, stolen bullets, and...

"Agh, I'm such an idiot! Why didn't I think of it before?" she said as she facepalmed. She grabbed the lamp that was sitting on its side on the floor and sighed in relief that there was still a working light bulb in it. Being very careful not to use too much electricity (as it made her more likely to be noticed by anyone, even civilians), she turned it on and held the paper up. She gasped.

You will find us at the well. Meet us at midnight when the guards change shifts. That is the first and last opportunity you will receive.

"Better keep this in mind for later." She turned the lamp off hastily and sat down in her moth-eaten chair. "The world sucks right now, but if this rebel group is serious, we might actually have a chance. Doubt it though."

"Glenn-tan! Ya~Hoo~" a voice called, and sitting there on the windowsill was a young man, dressed Ina coat and waist coat, his eyes like closed slits similar to a fox, giving the young man with the sword a goofy grin.

"What the fuck does he think he's doing?" she said under her breath as some guy was calling in the distance. "Doesn't the idiot realize that all that will accomplish is attracting the guards? It's hell here enough without them."

She discarded the thought. There were more important matters to attend to as of now. She grabbed some of the food she had and began to ate.

@Jericho

Spoiler:

That makes sense. But like I said, I have plans to establish a new base. It will just take time.

[raspberrylicious]

Richard held up the paper to the sunlight to get a better look at it. His room had no lighting, apart from the window, and most of the room made it hard to see much of anything. Richard read the full message and decided to take a chance. He would meet that night with the rebels.

[TheForeignGamer]

@Rasp

Spoiler:

The weather is overcast. You wouldn't be able to see the message in this circumstance.

[PringlesXD]

Annalisa was lying in her bed. The sound of the air conditioner wasn't enough to put her at rest after hearing the latest announcement. It was no secret that her uncle was officially the worst person in the world, but that was just unecessary cruelty. Her only wish was that he would suffer, just like everyone else was suffering right now. Her thoughts were shared out loud, regardless of being alone in her room.
"It is hard to believe I am part of his family. I have to do something..."

Despite how large her room was, there was nothing besides a bed and a closet. There was no room for fun in the Ferrum family. Men learned how to value money and leadership, while women learned etiquette so they would look good in front of their husbands or parents. However, Annalisa was not the case. While she did learn all a woman from the Ferrum family could learn, she decided to go beyond what was allowed. She was fairly trained in the art of the sword, although a knife was her weapon of choice. It was small, easy to hide and perfect for sudden strikes. Her lineage also made her quite an influent person, and she planned to use that for her advantage in the long run. She spoke to herself once more.
"I should get ready. I wasted enough time as it is."

Quickly getting up, she walked up to her closet, already thinking on what to wear. A simple dress, to avoid getting attention unless it was needed. A tiara with a huge, fake flower stuck on it, and of course, her knife. Without further ado, she left her room, opting for the stairs instead of the elevator. After all, there was rarely any movement in the stairs nowadays. Minutes later, she had finally reached the entrance.
It is a shame I could not say my good-byes to Lucia, but I must not stay here any longer.

Before anyone realized she was gone, Annalisa left the skyscraper she used to call home. It wasn't a terrible place, after all, it was where she met Lucia, her one and only friend. However, the people that lived in it, even her father, were despicable. Now that she was out there, a name change was a priority. After some thought, she decided 'Melissa' would do. It was simple, and reminded her of her real name.
Now, I need to find the rebels. My souce was not good enough.

Spoiler:

This took me a very long time, since I got distracted by a lot of things. D:

[raspberrylicious]

@Rasp

Spoiler:

The weather is overcast. You wouldn't be able to see the message in this circumstance.

Spoiler:

lolk. Will be put into consideration for future events.

[vampko]

"Glenn-tan! Ya~Hoo~" a voice called, and sitting there on the windowsill was a young man, dressed Ina coat and waist coat, his eyes like closed slits similar to a fox, giving the young man with the sword a goofy grin.

"Ugh...I spoke too soon..." Glenn let out a sigh, "Rudy, what are you up to? I found some weird paper, can you make any sense of this?" He showed the paper to him.

[Rydux]

"Glenn-tan! Ya~Hoo~" a voice called, and sitting there on the windowsill was a young man, dressed Ina coat and waist coat, his eyes like closed slits similar to a fox, giving the young man with the sword a goofy grin.

"Ugh...I spoke too soon..." Glenn let out a sigh, "Rudy, what are you up to? I found some weird paper, can you make any sense of this?" He showed the paper to him.

"What~? What~? You're actually asking me a favor?" he asked, as he took the paper from his hand,he looked at it with a scrutinized, expression, asking "Hm, who would be stupid enough to actually spread around recruitment flyers for a resistance force?" he then looked up with a bright smile, "Oh Right." he then swung his hands up, more flyeRs flying out from his sleeves, "Me!"

[Ubiquitor]

A droid sits motionless in the center of a dark and barren room. An endless silence is broken by the echoing sounds of footsteps in what appears to be a hallway. A small slit in the only entrance to the room is opened casting some light upon the automaton. In response to this, the droid comes partially to life as evidenced by the glow of its eyes, and props its head partially upward. The slit is then closed and once more, the room is shrouded in darkness.

Peculiar; 86 hours have passed since the official declaration of project cancellation. Given standard policy toward failed experiments, I shouldn't still exist at this time. Either those responsible for cleaning have grown lax or something else has transpired. It really doesn't matter though all things considered.

Spoiler:

A small faction of the rebels has managed to 'acquire' Jade prior to 'deletion'. They don't know what to do with her(?), so they just isolate Jade in a cell, until the time at which they might possibly find a use for her(?).

[TheForeignGamer]

Roxanne was finished eating. She analyzed her map of the ghetto long enough. She found what she was looking for.

"So it's located dead center of district three... right. No one uses that old thing anymore, and no guard in his right mind would need to defend it. That's a perfect place for a "rebel" group to set up shop," she said, still incredulous of its existence.

She folded up the map and put it in the loose floorboard next to the sofa. Roxanne then grabbed her coat and headed out, disarming and rearming her traps as she went.

"Looks like rain..." she said as she looked up. "Good thing I've got a hood on this thing." She noticed some flamboyant guy tossing paper everywhere. Normally, she would have ignored him had it not been for the fact that he was not a white-skin like the others. Him and another one next to the guy. She briskly walked towards the two.

"Hey, you two," she said in a hushed tone. "The hell you think you're doing, paperboy? The guards are bound to shoot your ass and collect your blood if you keep that up." She saw the rebel fliers. "You're the one who's been handing 'em out? Where'd you get 'em?" she asked.

[raspberrylicious]

Richard noticed the drizzle outside and donned a coat. It was old, musty, and full of holes but it would have to do. He headed out the door of the apartment complex.

[JerichoDeath]

Before anyone realized she was gone, Annalisa left the skyscraper she used to call home. It wasn't a terrible place, after all, it was where she met Lucia, her one and only friend. However, the people that lived in it, even her father, were despicable. Now that she was out there, a name change was a priority. After some thought, she decided 'Melissa' would do. It was simple, and reminded her of her real name.
Now, I need to find the rebels. My souce was not good enough.

Sophie decloaked several paces behind the Ferrum child. She had noticed the girl near the entrance, and she nearly overlooked her. However, it was the plain attire that gave her away. This was the palace, and it wasn't like her "master" to allow peasants to enter of their own freewill, must less leave the same way.

"Hey..."
Sophie corrected herself. She didn't think that Ferrum would share the Collar Controller with anyone, but it was best to be polite with her to possibly avoid punishment later.

"Miss Ferrum. I don't think that your uncle would want you wandering around outside, eh?"
Sophie was sure that she had her expression mastered... except for her eyes. Her eyes held a level of disgust and hatred as she looked at this Ferrum, but that hatred increased tenfold for the moment that she said 'uncle'. He was the one who would hurt her whenever she stepped out of line. It was torture and threat of death that kept her firmly leashed to his side. She hadn't even had a chance to look for a way to escape back to the resistance.

[JerichoDeath]

Spoiler:

I forgot to mention that Sophie's armor is currently retracted, and folded up behind her. Her gun is also not on her arm right now.
When her armor folds out around her, you could compare it to the foldout armor in Iron Man 2.