battle ready armor

<div align=center>/i'm posting bc everyone is bein a slow coach/

Hadrian's eyes instantly flickered up to the man on the balcony, the boy was dressed in a long, red cloak trimmed with an elegant white fur, as well as a half cocked golden crown that he most likely stole from some passed era. Was this his army? Was this the valiant soldiers that were going to help win this war? Ridiculous. They were a bunch of misfits that needed to be taught a lesson. The man scowled, a hand meeting the top of Altair's head. He took a breath, everyone was talking at once. They were treating his queen as if she was one of them. He didn't like that. "That's enough!" He snarled, his voice booming from the rafters and echoing around the room. The tiger next to him lifted it's self to it's feet and roared, a sound that drowned out the rest of the crowd completely, the beast seemed as though he was saying something, reinforcing Hadrian's command.

Silence.

"As for you." Hadrian's eyes flickered upward again, locking onto the man who'd introduced himself as 'Miralis.' No one spoke to his queen like that and got away with it, she was his. "I don't know who you think you're talking to, but you better get some fucking manners." The tiger prowled a short way's forward, a snarl directed up at the man. His attention then focused on the newcomer: Eric. At least he has a strike of decency. Altair relaxed again, pacing lazily back to Hadrian and lying down at his feet, like some sort of strange, exotic dog. "Now, if you're not spoken only when you're spoken to, I'll have your God damn faces crunched off."</div>

Flayace stood blankly at the people in the room for a second, trying to comprehend and listen to everyone's inputs and ideas as well as trying to form her own. What should she even say? Was she supposed to comment on everyone's idea and job now? She lightly shook her head and blinked.'No, I don't need to comment on everyone. Just who I am commanding and Ania. She thought as she sighed lightly, waiting for everyone to finish. She kind of zoomed out for most of the talking, thinking about others things, tactics and the skills that why would use for the attack and battle. After being like that for a while, there was a short silence in the room. With that, she took the opportunity to look over at Ania, and nodding quickly. "Yes your highness as you wish." She felt no rode to be able to attend something with the rightful princess, it made her feel important. She smiled happily and relaxed a bit more where she was.

What a scolding Alice thought to herself as Haiden made his commanding presence known. Finally...somebody was getting into their role. It was just what Alice wanted, and now that the rabble had been silenced the empress of hell had decided to speak once again. "Well, well, well...it seems your king has appeared. How interesting. It's a pleasure to meet you your Highness. My minions in hell have told me much about how you deal with mortals and I find it...pleasant. You certainly know how to put the dogs in their place. Perhaps when you die I'll make you a thane in -my- kingdom! " Alice continued.

Making a motion with her hands a series a burst of hologram fire was called forth in the air, slowly fizzling into the form of several holographic imps that snickered with delight. "As for the spy duty, queen Ania. I'll start by using these two lovely little hellspawn here. Don't worry, they can turn invisible as -not- to draw attention to themselves, and can report back to me what they find! Yesss...isn't that right my pets?" Alice said as the fake imps continued to cackle. Little did anybody know that hidden in the holograms where twin Yata-Garasu units, borrowed from Specter for the job.

"Now...FLY MY MINIONS!" Alice called out as she unleashed her "minions" out to do their work. As they flew off she let out a long, drawn out evil laugh, holding a straightened palm vertically to the below her mouth like a Japanese noblewoman out of a cliche' anime. As her "minions" left, Alice calmed down and took a swig of "wine" from her glass...which unknown to the rest of the council was just -really- expensive grape juice.

All he could tell about most of the people in the room that there was some form of hierarchy in place. Kings, Queens and Royalty. The works. In the system of government now, Monarchy had no reign and would lessen the current civilization.

Utter stupidity.

He looked at the man who walked in looking all regal. He was wearing only cliche items. Crown, red cape. He attempted to command authority through fear. With no sign of respect at all and Tellios was giving advice that obviously no one wanted so he decided to give his own jab at him.

Miralis. Knew. No. Fear.

The only thing he could command through Tellios was aggravation. He activated many combat systems at once, also a detailed plan with in himself to deal with some of the people in the room, would be a hit and run for the most. So he decided to sit in a chair not too far away from them. Crossing his legs with his elbows on the arms of the chair crossing each other while the 'couple' were holding hands.

It was interesting. War over the school? Miralis wanted to information of the school. On everyone.

Eric may have brought a real(-looking) sword to this event, but he'd much rather feer the monstrous pet at the king's side. He didn't know they could pull out such fancy props or... whatever. The case was made more ridiculous when Alice, self-proclaimed Empress of Religious Blackmail, managed to put on a nice pyrotechnics show before two real-looking goblinoids started leaping around. God, this was silly. But kind of fun.

Honestly, between Alice's inane theatrics and Miralis' technological fixation at a medieval fantasy LARP, Eric wondered if he should have pushed for something more than as Ania's Queensguard. He wanted to speak, wanted to make advice, but that was supposed to be left to the lovely ladies (and dudes too, he guessed) hanging around the court. Eric's job was simple. Swing his sword around so the Queen didn't have to.

“No need to fight, your Grace,” Eric smiled politely, answering to his call. He'd display proper mannerisms while no one else likely could figure out whether to place the salad fork on the inside or outside. “My sword is your sword. I strike, and bleed, in your stead.”

He really hoped someone else would come up with a plan other than the, like, preteen diva standing up there. Maybe if Eric was lucky, Ania or Hadrian would just order him to cut Miralis' head off to speed things along.

Yang Ji Hye

She wasn't quite sure what she was doing in this room with all of these strange people around but Eric there so Ji Hye didn't question the situation anymore past that. When the boy had offhandedly told her about this miniature campus war, she hadn't been too interested in taking part. It seemed like needless conflict to her and even though it looked like a game to her in theory, it sure didn't feel like one. What it felt like, probably due to the way some people were taking it so seriously, was that Queen Ania and Princess William were really trying to put on a real battle.

That kind of scared Ji Hye. But then Eric had said something about him playing -er. being?- a member of some Queensguard thing and that he needed a squire. Her heart had stopped a little when he smiled at her, saying that she would be perfect for it. Almost immediately, Ji Hye had caved in.

So there she was now, standing awkwardly behind Eric, holding on to the bits of armor he had opted not to wear. Since he had told her it was important to watch over them, that was what she was doing. They weren't real pieces of armor but after a while, her arms got a little tired of holding onto them. Ji Hye wouldn't let go of them, though. If she put them on the ground, they might get dirty or people might step on them or something. She just didn't want to disappoint Eric, so she tried to pretend that everything was okay and that her arms weren't starting to tremble a bit. After some deep concentration, she thought that she could keep the shaking to a minimum for a while longer.

I really hope this meeting ends soon, Ji Hye worried.

As Flayace looked quietly around the room, she couldn't help but noticed how focused and organized everyone had become since the start of all of this. She smiled a a bit as she listened to the other members of this group talk, wanting to hear everything that they had to say. As she listened though, she began to get even happier to realize that she was a part of something so huge, bigger then anything else she had been involved with before. Flayace smiled lightly to everyone, even though none of them were looking her way. She was happy with her decision, but then quickly snapped out of it all, knowing that she needed to be serious and not to go into her own little fairy land.

What else did they need to prepare for at the moment? There was nothing else to discuss that Flayace was a apart of, she already knew what she had to do. Nonetheless, she wasn't going to rush anyone to make it all end.

<div align=center>"These people are useless, sweetheart." Hadrian mumbled idly, glancing over to Ania and frowning a little. "Perhaps I'll just let Altair eat them all? They haven't given us any valid suggestions... They're just wasting air." He ran a hand through his hair, before dropping it down to scratch Altair behind his ear. If they were going to play this game, they should at least play it properly, right? If not then they might as well just leave. "You're all super boring, and more or less useless." He announced, glancing around at everyone. "If you aren't going to give us any useful suggestions, get out." He didn't need them in here, too many people gave him a headache.

The man on the balcony was more or less all bark and no bite, he was more useless than everyone put together and Hadie wasn't really sure why he was even here. The cackling girl had offered to help, then made idle talk about him becoming part of her kingdom. His eyes flickered to her, "and maybe you will make crowds scream when your head is mounted on a pike, hm?" She was a little girl. She could do nothing to him.

The Hand was a timid girl, Hadrian had not seen her before, but his queen evidently trusted her well, and therefore so did he. Though there was no smile upon his own face, merely a hard scowl that suggested the man meant business and that these imbeciles were merely hindering the group's progress. "If William takes reign. All of you will die." He said, very matter of factly, "I don't imagine the princess will take what he sees as treachery very lightly - even though he's the only traitor around here." As well as all his followers, of course. </div>