Why We're Here

"Because writing is, much like death, a very lonely business."
- Neil Gaiman

August 28, 2011

Volume 3 - Declaration

Declaration

“Be polite; write diplomatically; even in a declaration of war one observes the rules of politeness”
~Otto Von Bismarck

The Capitol, at the Harbor
Irakura: Welcome, welcome all! *smirk* im so very pleased to see You all here. Today is the grand loading of the proud nation of Norea's newest warship, the Masterful!
Crowd: *patriotic cheering and clapping*
[Suddenly, the large captain's tower on the Masterful blows up, and another explosion inside the hull results in the ship sinking]
Crowd: *frenzied stampeding away and mobbing, etc, while screaming in fear*
[Another explosion goes off, this time at the base of a harbor guard tower. The explosion does no damage, and only serves to draw everyone's attention to the figure atop it]
Sparrow: Good day! *looks down at the crowd, then at Irakura* I see You've received my message. Hello, Irakura... it seems all fools need a king... *smirk* or a Prince.
Irakura: ….
[Irakura is standing on top of a stage type thing that's sitting on the harbor, with several guards standing behind him. One of those guards is clearly disturbed, and lunges at Irakura]
Irakura: *sidesteps and throws the Sparrow-sent guard into the crowd* This isn't over.. You think You can get away with this? You'll be done by the end of the week. At least. *smirk*
Sparrow: *swinging around a pole, laughs at Irakura* We'll see, my good friend. My BEST friend!
Irakura (to self): he seems off-balance... even Sparrow wouldn't do this... it seems he's finally snapped... ha!
Sparrow: Consider this Your warning; the real war starts tomorrow! And Your precious military will do nothing! They couldn't even stop the sinking of a brand-new warship! Losers, one and all! People! Look! Your precious Prince cannot save You! Nor can his favored soldiers! No one can protect You! Down with The Prince! If he goes, then i'll cease my awareness raising activities!
Irakura: Sparrow!! *to his people* Why are You just standing there? Morons. Get him already!
Sparrow: *slides down tower*
[Sparrow regroups with his gang, and, as they escape, he passes Canon who was attending, observing Irakura. They lock gazes for a moment, then Sparrow continues running, and notices many of his old cohorts with Canon, which leads him to a bittersweet laugh]
Sparrow: Your time will come as well, traitors. *evil grin*
Canon: *determined glare*
[Sparrow escapes, as The Prince's men chase him]
Atsura: Things are... different.
Canon: Mmhmm. This isn't going to be like anything We've been through before. This feels darker.
[Cut to a view of the harbor, with people freaking out, Irakura and Canon staring after Sparrow, and the sinking ship]

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