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    Isaack shook his head. "It's not ruined. I'll go get you something from the galley" Isaack gave Amanda a kiss on the forehead and walked away. Once in the galley he put water to boil. Few minutes later he had honey and lemon tea, as well as some Tylenol. With that he made his way back.


    Ooc: Thats so cool! Were did you go? And if you don't mind me asking what denomination?

    Isaack stood there and watched her leave. Wondering if he had done anything to upset her. He was debating if he should go and ask or not when his phone started to ring. He answered it, and was greeted by an all too familiar voice.


    "Progress."


    "Around the same sir. I feel I'm gaining her trust." He felt awful for lying. The thing was, he didn't know who he was lying to. The man on the phone, or himself. "The trip is two more days, I will continue to report." He hung up and sat at the edge of his bed, wondering how the heck his life had gotten so complicated.



    Ooc: Thats pretty neat. We have a Concordia here in the city. My last mission trip was to the CA-4. What did you do?

    "Follow me." Isaack said and walked to the study. He motioned for her to take a seat across the desk. Once she had taken the offered seat, he took out a laptop, a webcam and a small recorder. After everything was done, he too took a seat.


    "Firstly, what is your name Rank, and mission detail."

    Isaack listens as she speaks, recording even the smallest tale of body laungage. "Why did you need this information?" He asks, wondering himself. Base locations and Battle strategies? It sounded like an attack was being planned, and by an ally at that. It was disconcerting, he anxiously waited for her to answer.

    Isaack wasn't so sure about that, but he didn't feel like going to overboard. "Now, this question, some information is known, the rest is not. Please answer carefully and truthfully as your answer will be held against or in, your support in a Military Court." Isaack open a portfolio that had been in a drawer. He took out the papers and read them before asking his last questions.


    "Who are your contacts. Alias's or names will do just fine."


    "How did you get information to your superiors."


    "How many spies are still active against us. Were you in a ring or working by yourself on this assignment?"


    "Did any american military personnel help you?"



    Isaack swallowed and asked the last one. "Have you killed or harmed any American Civilians or Military personnel in your mission against the U.S?"

    Isaack noticed some of the smaller things, the flush in the face, flare of a nostril. The wetting of the tongue. All tales, though weather for avoidance or deception he could not tell. Isaack turned off the camera and saved the responses. "Thank you 443769." They had been trained, if a name wasn't used. It made thier task easier. It dehumanized their charges. "You can go back to your room." When she had left he poured himself a generous amount of whiskey, wondering what to do next.

    Isaack downed his drink. Feeling the beginnings of shame form in the pit of his stomach. There were times when he questioned his job. He refilled his glass, and started to edit the video. Making it as clear as possible. He wished she could give more information on the reasoning behind her mission, it would make things easier. A sigh escaped his lips, and he refilled his glass yet again. A buzz starting up. He sent the video, along with his own observations, and started on his fifth glass, hoping to numb the shame.

    My fantasy/ Romance rp idea. (Using both your guys likes)


    There are five elementals.
    Concordance, Fire,Earth,Water,Air. Two males, and two females. Both Male elementals only kbow of each others existence, and keep the balance in the best ways they can, and vice versa for the female elementals. For some reason concordance dies, and sets everything out of balance. Both male and female elementals go in search for the reason behind the disturbance. There they meet, and yada yada. Bam, Romance. During this time they both find out of cpncordance and search for her only tp find out she has died. Then one of the elemental couple will sire a new concordance. Both couples wanting to sire concordance. One does, the other sires discordance. Dun dun dun

    Isaack looks up at Amanda through groggy eyes and looks back down, ashamed. A half empty bottle of whiskey is sitting on his desk. A swift movement of his hands, and he has another. Funny how his limbs were dexterous even after the copious amounts of alcohol. "I'm ok." He replies unable to make eye contact with her. Isaack knows the penalty for a captured spy. A smell of vanilla lingers in the air, teasing him. Isaack closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

    Isaack shook his head, it was how he had dealt with his many sins throughout his career. Drown it away at the expense of his liver. It had always numbed the pain, until it was brought back, then it was just dealt with again with another bottle. He looked up and saw pity in her eyes. It only made things worse. "No, I kin get maself ta bed." he slurred and got up. The ground seemed to rush up at him, and he steadied himself with flailing arms.

    ooc:



    Wraith like wisps of air clung to the moist ground, water, air, and earth in perfect harmony. To the point that it made for a beautiful sight. The smell of warm soil and cool foliage mixed well together, something Concordance did not fail to notice. This was the work of two powerful beings, no three. They were working together without even being aware. Concordance walked amongst her fellow’s creations and admired all they had done, how much they had grown. She had been along for such a long time, much longer than any of the humans, and even longer than the younger elementals. She could feel her time had come, and she planned to enjoy it as long as possible.


    A light breeze swept the fog away, leaving the forest deathly quiet. Concordance looked around, she could feel something, not the natural end of her live, but the unnatural. Something sinister was snaking its way into the world. So her time was not to come after all. The temperature started to plummet, and before she knew it, she was standing on deadly blades of grass, frozen into place. It made for a surreal scene, ice covered earth in the summer.


    Something moved to her left, then her right, then the left again. Soon the forest was ablaze with dark shadows moving along the tree line. Concordance wasn’t be definition an elemental. She was more of a referee or so she liked to think. Making sure the rules were kept, and putting everyone and anything in line, to an extent.


    The shadows kept at it, raising the tempo. Soon she couldn’t breathe. The air itself was being sucked out of her lungs, and moisture from her skin, and the warmth from her body. In less time than it took for her to blink, she was gone. Ceasing to exist. Her lifeless body fell to the ground, and was pierced by the many grass turned blades. Her lifeblood spilling onto the earth. Somewhere all the elements felt the taint of her death. Air felt the void created in that spot, Water felt the unnatural use of his element. Fire felt the extinguishing of a bright beacon, and lastly earth felt the greatest pain. Earth felt her hit the ground, felt her blood spill across the skin of the earth. They did not know why, but they felt pain, longing and a tug to that spot.




    Anival was busy checking on the plants, earth had told him that there had been a drought in many places, and said the planet was thirsty, so he willed it to rain and it did. It wasn’t as simple as it sounded, there was a lot more to it, but after decades of practice it was second nature. For as long as he could remember he had been with his constant companion. After a night of working he was on his way back, gently floating on a river, watching the fish and marine-life swim around him. In his most peaceful state, he was a clear patch of water, floating along. The fish loved to be around him when he was in the water, it was sweeter, crisper and cleaner. They could feel it. On his way back he felt something, nothing he had felt before. It terrible sadness and shame. Tears started to well, and the fish scattered. Thunder crackling in the distance. He knew he did not created thunder, merely what came during. As if on cue the skies started to pour, imitating their masters greif.