Fei Lak's Audience Hall - Shanggu

[GreenFabre]

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<font color="green">Music In The Kijo's Head - "Power" - Boa Kwon</font>

<font color="green">Zhao Yue? Who is Zhao Yue?
The Bijin asked herself in her mind as she sauntered along with the Prefect through the halls.

"A famed warrior? I don't know about me being.. famous..or that sort."
She laughed once again, tinged with growing surprise at the end.
"Am I? Here? I don't think so, good sir."

What had her twin sister been doing these days? And she was in Wei?
Well, isn't that something. And here she was thinking she was down south at Jiujang!

The two simply giggled along with her. Oblivious to what is going inside their mistress' head.
They softly gasped at the sight of those delicious meatbuns laid at the table.

The Bijin only narrowed her eyes ahead as they arrived within the hall.
Blue eyes fixed as if tranced as old memories mixed along with the new.
She gently touched the side of her head as a growing pain slowly throbbed inside.

"How could I not forget him.. I was his personal bodyguard.."
The Bijin said to no one in particular as if in trance.

She then patted the side of her belly and a thick parchment groaned in protest.
Turning the edge of a page, she could only read out one word.

Wei.

"Say, who are you again?!"
The Kijo blurted out as she suddenly turned to the Prefect.
Green eyes now watching everything all at once. Wondering what is she doing here . . .

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[Phailak]

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<font color="green">Music In The Kijo's Head - "Power" - Boa Kwon</font>

<font color="green">Zhao Yue? Who is Zhao Yue?
The Bijin asked herself in her mind as she sauntered along with the Prefect through the halls.

"A famed warrior? I don't know about me being.. famous..or that sort."
She laughed once again, tinged with growing surprise at the end.
"Am I? Here? I don't think so, good sir."

What had her twin sister been doing these days? And she was in Wei?
Well, isn't that something. And here she was thinking she was down south at Jiujang!

The two simply giggled along with her. Oblivious to what is going inside their mistress' head.
They softly gasped at the sight of those delicious meatbuns laid at the table.

The Bijin only narrowed her eyes ahead as they arrived within the hall.
Blue eyes fixed as if tranced as old memories mixed along with the new.
She gently touched the side of her head as a growing pain slowly throbbed inside.

"How could I not forget him.. I was his personal bodyguard.."
The Bijin said to no one in particular as if in trance.

She then patted the side of her belly and a thick parchment groaned in protest.
Turning the edge of a page, she could only read out one word.

Wei.

"Say, who are you again?!"
The Kijo blurted out as she suddenly turned to the Prefect.
Green eyes now watching everything all at once. Wondering what is she doing here . . .

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The Prefect opened his mouth to a reply about the Lady's questions, then shut it in confusion before looking at people around for an explanation.

"I am Prefect Fei Lak of Yan, you are in my halls. You originally came to see General Liu Fang. Let us wait for him, perhaps he can help us sort this out."

Lak looked pleadingly to anyone with a inkling of what was going on, staring at the door for the old man to arrive.

[GreenFabre]

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<font color="green">Music In The Kijo's Head - "うた" - Claymore OP</font>

<font color="green">"I am Prefect Fei Lak of Yan, you are in my halls. You originally came to.."

The Kijo chuckled with her bare fangs at the mention of his name.
She was just about to get a closer "look" but caught herself, noticing the man to his side.

"...see General Liu Fang. Let us wait for him, perhaps he can help us sort this out."

Liu Fang? Who the heck in the world is Liu Fang?

"Fair enough.."
She grunted in reply.

The Kijo then spoke to the two Bishojos in her native language.
Her voice seemed to be more husky compared to the soft spoken tone she used before.

The two could only nod in unison, blurting out words as if the answers were being wrought out of them.
She seemed to be interrogating them by the looks of it.

"Can I use the bathroom? You don't mind, would you?"
The Kijo turned to Fei suddenly on the balls of her feet.
Green eyes watching him with a piercing gaze.

Watching. Probing. Watching.

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[Phailak]

Lak seemed exasperated.

"Sure."

He flagged a few guards to show them to wherever they needed to go. He shared a look with his bodyguard and shrugged. Where the hell was the old man?

[GreenFabre]

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<font color="green">Music In The Kijo's Head - "Silent Screamerz" - Boa Kwon</font>

<font color="green">"Thanks."
The Kijo murmured as she passed by the Prefect, following after the guards.
She seemed to be giving off a trailing scent of roses in full bloom.

The Kijo suddenly pointed out a finger at the direction of the two to stay.
Much like what a know-it-all big sister would do to her young sisters.

Where's my gloves? Where's my axe?

Grr..

And off she go on her way to the bathroom . . .

- - - -

"Do you think she's okay?"
The smaller one sang to the taller Bishojo with great concern.

The taller Bishojo only shrugged in return with an empty look, scratching her head . . .</font>


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[Maddox]

Upon entering through the palace gates and into the grounds he walked up a certain flight of steps, not many, at the top a large hall, "Now, i think my lord Fei Lak may want to speak with you... Or would you prefer not to young man?" He asked huffing and puffing from what seemed to him to be a thousand steps...


((I guess my RP with Greenfabe is over?? ))

((Just connect both RPs xD))

Lord Fei Lak? Who’s that? He thought.

Xun knew not of the man he talked; nevertheless, he now wanted to as he nod his head in agreement. “It would be my honor!” But then his brow raised and he questioned. “Sir… Who is Fei Lak again?”

[Liu Kang]

Maddox

Fang became confused... "I thought you were a warrior or Yan? How can you not know your own leader, Prefect of Yan, and be a soldier to him?"

Greenfabe

Fang the old man ran back out from his small apartment room placed in the palace, he rushed out huffing and puffing towards Bishojo, "There you went! I was looking all over for you!" He said obviously lying as he just came out his room.


((God damn im lost, am i out of this RP or still in))

[GreenFabre]

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<font color="green">Music In The Kijo's Head - "Silent Screamerz" - Boa Kwon</font>

<font color="green">((This is your AH lo~))

"Well, so am I. The Prefect wants to see you, I think. Bye."
The Kijo replied to the man in a rapid way as she followed the guards towards the bathroom.
"He's in the audience hall. Waiting.."

This one is Liu Fang?

And I thought he was some mean looking general.

Ahh!

The Kijo would continue on her way even if the guards stopped . . .

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[Mikal]

Khan, flustered, issued commands in that strange language again. Several guards nodded, and followed each woman seperately. They would escort them to make sure they didn't attempt anything, and to make sure they didn't wander into any sensitive areas.

Khan stood by Fei Lak as he was supposed to, and glared as the old man appeared.
"These women are your guests?" he growled out towards Liu Feng.

[GreenFabre]

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<font color="green">Music In The Kijo's Head - "Silent Screamerz" - Boa Kwon</font>

<font color="green">The two Bishojos left in the audience hall only gave Khan a pained look but simply kept their silence.
The taller one made a passing glance at the Prefect's reactions, if there were any.
And the smaller one simply engaged her companion in a series of elaborate handtalks, smiling . . . </font>


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