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[initiates]

Date & Time: 04.04.3312
Location: Training Gymnasium in the Initiative Hold.
Characters: Everyone.
Summary: Everyone is summoned to a briefing and training, pre-mission for the very first mission.
Warnings: None.

There would come a demanding ping on every netbook at once. An urgent call to arms, a request for each and every transport to return to the Initiative Hold immediately. If ignored, the ping would continue until it reached its full volume -- overtaking the senses only until its owner complied, deafening in its insistence. At the Hold, there were several more Initiative attendees to rush each and every transport into a large training gymnasium previously unseen by all residents of the island of Exsilium. The auditorium was massive -- its walls whitewashed, its ceiling patterned with dim, purple ambient lighting.

There was a stage set up near the very back of the large room. A man, stern and young-looking, stood in the center of the stage and held a microphone in front of his pursed lips. Behind the stage was a set of time travel plates more populated than even the arrival room -- there had to be at least forty-five plates, all attended by a member of the Initiative, who stood beside the plate in wait and with a distant expression. Only once all of the transports were successfully congregated into their auditorium, did the astringent, black-haired man begin to speak. "This is a briefing," he began, his voice equally authoritative and matching the expression of great urgency on his angular features. "Tomorrow, we begin our very first mission. A mission into the past.

You will be sent to the year 115 CE, in the midst of a turmoil between the Romans and an Assyrian village. It is in both ours and imperatively your own best interest to help defend this village, and to send the Romans retreating to their own homes. You absolutely must comply with this mission. Not only for yourselves, but for your families at home in their own worlds. For all of us.

You will have twenty-four hours from this time to utilise this gymnasium. You will find an array of weaponry at your disposal, and will have access to your own chosen weapon. Use them. Train fiercely, as you have no choice in this initial mission to pick a different path. You all must fight. After your twenty-four hours of practise, you will be given your cloaking devices -- they will make you untraceable to the native people to the time in which you find yourself. Do not, under any circumstances, remove your cloaking device. It will not only be detrimental to you, but to your friends and your colleagues here, as well as your friends and family in their home worlds.

You will be summoned back from whatever your whereabouts at the success of your mission. Should you die during your mission, you will be summoned immediately and brought into the Initiative Infirmary and you will be healed. Do not die. Do not turn your back on your colleagues and your friends. Remain vigilant. The imperative nature of the success of your mission will be made clear upon your return to this world. There is nothing more that we can give than our word.

Finally, I will be coming with you. I will be your mentor and your guide during our mission and I will do my utmost to keep you safe, prepared, trained and informed. Slowly, our world here in Exsilium will become less and less enshrouded in mystery. Slowly, we are able to reveal our true selves, and with it we hope we will gain a much-needed trust. We do not withhold information easily, and it comes to us at a great cost. Thank you, everyone, and let your sessions begin!"

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[fintastic]

[ Bright eyed and bushy-tailed, Feferi is there early, as fast as she can arrive after the ping goes off, eager to get this show on the road. She listens intently to the briefing, glancing around her to gauge the reactions of others, but otherwise direly interested.

Afterwards, she turns to her comrades, juggling a tall double-ended trident and an even taller staff. It's cumbersome and awkward and it looks like she's about to drop both, but that doesn't seem to bother her. ]

We're finally getting something done!

[ Someone is a little too excited. ]

[peachhat]

Looks like not all of you trolls are fools! I completely agree. It's about time.

[Tenshi had been equally quick to arrive, she had been looking forward to something starting. So excited that she had arrived flying on her own, without sitting in her usual floating rock (as it wasn't flying quick enough)]

Unusual weapon you got there!

[fintastic]

Which one?

[peachhat]

Well, the spear with the different prongs.

[Tenshi pointed at her trident. She hadn't really seen one like that before. Not to mention double-ended]

Not that I'm judging, I have unusual weapons as well.

[she grabbed the empty air in front of her, somehow pulled some sort of red energy blade out of nowhere, and stabbed the floor in front of her.]

[fintastic]

Uh...

[ She stares at the break in the floor and the blade, not entirely impressed. ]

Yeah! It's called a trident. This is Psidon's Entente, it's mostly ceremonial but it works in a pinch!

[peachhat]

Oh, I see. Is your other weapon useful, then? Surely it can do more than poke people?

[Mostly ceremonial sounded somewhat boring to her, so she went right for the other thing Feferi was holding.]

[fintastic]

I don't know what I can do with it, I only just got it. I haven't had a chance to train with it.

[peachhat]

Oh, that's a shame. Well, I suppose that's what the 24 hour training period is there for, no? Why don't you try it out on me?

[xiaolindragon]

[Rai is standing not too far away with a nunchuck tucked into the belt of his robes.]

Tch, you can say that again.

[Hey, its another troll like his roomate. They've seemed nice enough save for that kind of creepy one he saw on the network. Also she sounds familiar, he's pretty sure they've talked. ]

[fintastic]

[ Of course, that's her cue to get right up in his space, right? ]

It's great! I was kind of getting bored just waiting around.

[xiaolindragon]

[LKAJL Oh hello there. Not that he isn't used to people getting up in his personal space.]

Any longer and I would have considered a revolt just to do something.

[He's kidding. He probably wouldn't have, just for that. He's entertaining the idea of something though, if this whole operation goes south.]

[fintastic]

If they keep us waiting again, we can protest for more to do!

[ She only pauses a beat to change subjects. ]

You look familiar, did I talk to you on the network?

[xiaolindragon]

[ Pauses. ] Uhh, I think so.

You're a troll, right?

[fintastic]

[ She nods, ] Yep! you got it. I don't think I introduced myself before, I'm Feferi.

[xiaolindragon]

Hey. Raimundo, if I forgot to give that out last time. One of my roomate's is a troll.

[caligulas_aquarium]

[Doo doo doo passing glances across the room, hate everyone here, etc, a-oh shit it's Feferi.

Okay, play it cool Ampora.]

Howw can you be lookin' forwward to this? This sucks.

[fintastic]

[ What is that immediate sense of forebod-- oh. Okay, Feferi, remember to play nice...

She just sort of shrugs and and pretends to be keenly interested in a dirt spot on her trident. ]

The sooner we get this done, the sooner I can go back to New Mexico.

[caligulas_aquarium]

Must be nice havvin' somethin' to go back to. I wwouldn't knoww.

[herpderp how do i social civility]

Besides, that's evven if they send us back once they're done wwith us.

[fintastic]

There's only one way to find out, isn't there?

[ Such awkward babes. ]

[caligulas_aquarium]

An' wwhat if they don't?

[fintastic]

I'll figure that one out if and when we get there! No sense in worrying about it right now.

[tyriannicull]

[ Appropriate.

It is quite obvious when the Condesce enters the gymnasium. She is neither inconspicuous nor subtle. We all hope you are on your toes and not too distracted by babbling with your friends, Feferi!

STRIFE?

ABSCOND?

HIDE UNDER A TABLE? ]

[fintastic]

[ D. None of the above.

She appears to be storming off courtesy one Eridan Ampora.

You may have pasted the wrong link. ]

[tyriannicull]

[ She pauses.

Some sort of sixth sense is telling here there is a joke occurring at her expense and going over her head.

And she doesn't like it. ]

[fintastic]

[ No Condsce. YOU are the joke. Ohhh.

Careful though, she's escaping! ]