[4th Evil Meeting] || [(Not) Beyond Good and Evil] || [Open/Closed]

[great_king_of_evil]

Characters : Open to any and every villains in the tower and/or morally gray characters in the tower who are so done with the situation and are ready to take things one step further.
Setting: The meeting will start in the Second Tower (75th Floor) and the mingle threads will happen there as well. If a spy or a retrieval unit gets too close to the reunion, all participants will automatically be teleported to another floor so as to prevent information leaking. Well, more or less like for the previous meeting.
Format: Action or prose, whatever you prefer best!

Summary: Some things never change, and atop of the thing that never changes are bad guys and their habits of being, bad guys. So this is a reunion for all bad guys and characters in the gray morals, the fourth of its kind. Basically all those who think the ends justify the means, all those who don't mind having to do harsh stuff to defeat the admins, etc. If your character qualifies, feel free to post in. There are no invitations or network message about it, Ganondorf has simply spread the "rumor" that a reunion is about to happen on the 75th floor, so that all the "bad guys" can get word of it.

The reunion will center mostly around the recent events (explosions, glamour, deadline) and of course, future plotting. What the administrators do, what the various groups did and will do, most importantly what the bad guys should do. There will be one reunions as said before: open to every morally gray characters. Maybe plot new things, offer ideas and have villains cooperate? There will also be mingle thread open to everyone as well, they're generally the best way to get new CR with fellow ambiguous villains.

Warnings: EVIL. Evil plotting. Lovely and adorable things, needless to say. Heroes forbidden unless they have a death wish or who knows, worse?


About that Teleportation Trick
Basically due to the the succession of events, a lot of villains are now tracked by Retrieval Units trying to spy their every movements. More so than they were six months ago. Add on to this, the good guys have taken an habit to try and spy on such reunions even if that means a certain death or worse (ask Legolas or Reno about it). So ever since the previous meeting half a year ago, Ganondorf has devised a system that automatically teleports all participants, including their chairs, to another floor in the tower when a retrieval units gets close. It is seamless and from the participants's viewpoint, it looks as though their surrounding fade for a second before becoming a new floor.

Of course all participants will be warned of this security system before the start of the reunion, so as not to have side-eying moments if the system activates suddenly during the reunion.

Mingling (Pre/Post Reunion)
The Reunion (Open)

Comments

[Mingle || Pre or Post Meeting || Open]

[evil_meeting]

[ This is the thread for general mingling. It can be either when participants arrive at the reunion, or once the reunion is over and done with. In all cases, the setting will be the very same Tower Roof described in the reunion thread below. ]

[Mingle || Pre and/or Post Meeting || Open: Sephiroth]

[neverbeamemory]

It had been so long since the last 'Reunion.' Though to think of them as such, it still brought the smallest curve of smile to Sephiroth. Ganondorf would never know the implications but - there are plenty of other words he could have used for these gatherings.

Last time, it had been before the great Glamour drop, before the boycott and it's infiltration which again ended in nothing but death. At a time when Sephiroth was white-knuckle-like clinging to his sense of self in the aftermath of being, well- he had plenty more to put his mind to nowadays than that unfortunate month. Before the turning around of a great many things that Sephiroth now found himself more involved with than he'd ever have lowered himself to in the months previous. All a means to an end, no one gets that like Ganondorf does and that's why Sephiroth would always be a presence at these meetings.

There was much to discuss, but Sephiroth as ever wasn't going to be the one to leak what he thought most important. These gatherings are for putting a very delicately placed toe in the waters and seeing what potential still lingered around in the Tower, what ideas could be scratched from the minds of those willing to share them - and, most important of all how he could apply it to his own rabid theorizing.

Sephiroth stood sentinel-like at the edge of the roof, peering down all the floors towards where the stairwell was. The breeze ripping through silver strands of hair every so often as bright eyes pierced the darkness of the night below. He hadn't taken the stairwells to get up here in the first place, and didn't intend to use them to get down either - provided the meeting even ended on the same floor.

[ooc: Prose-y intro, feel free to switch to Action if you'd like!]

[terra_nullius]

It had been strange, to receive the note, but he'd come anyway, curious about the summons and the thought of a meeting of those who were willing to take the initiative. That was what spoke to him more than anything... and thus here he was, unsure of what to expect, but not terribly worried either.

Being out here, he could only wonder... it was an illusion, but if one fell would they hit the real ground? Would they remember anything of the fall? What would one see if they plummeted the full distance of the tower, or what would one be made to see...

It took a few moments to locate Sephiroth, and he strode over silently, inclining his head in a slight bow as he approached.

"Thanks for the notice. I'm interested to see what this is about."

[neverbeamemory]

"Glad to see you came." The voice crept over shoulders made all the more broad by armor. Sephiroth turned slightly towards Xehanort as the latter approached, unphased completely by his proximity to the edge of the roof. Sephiroth had never fallen, but he's flown down a fair number of times. He knows that at least with the Glamour operating normally, the ground in this floor is as good as the real ground at the base of the Tower. Simply knowing it's an illusion doesn't change any of that.

"This is the second such open gathering I have attended. If nothing else, it serves as an opportunity to be around more like-minded residents - without the walls being able to hear."

[Open]

[culbutiri]

Nesir was sat to the side watching, she knew now to be careful. That those coming to these meetings, at least the open ones were not always on the side of darkness, and being on the side of darkness was something that differed between worlds.

But she was watching and taking mental notes, she had already noted where Sephiroth was and was planning on avoiding him, since she did not want to cause any trouble.

She hoped they would actually get somewhere in this meeting, they were running out of time and even the time they did have would be disturbed by stupid things like what had happened the week before. They had to act quickly.

[Open]

[terra_nullius]

As he wasn't someone well known he was mostly keeping to himself, but upon seeing another familiar face he couldn't help but give a small wave, quietly coming closer to speak in hushed tones.

"I wouldn't have expected to see you here. A rather pleasant surprise..."

Re: [Open]

[culbutiri]

Nesir raised her eyebrow when she saw the man she had spoken to on the beach. Though she remained suspicious, she didn't trust anyone in these meetings, not after Ryoji. "I would no have been expecting to be seeing you either."

A surprise it was, she wasn't sure if it was pleasant though.

[great_king_of_evil]

Unsurprisingly, Ganondorf looked bored to death and less than pleased to be here, in spite of having organized the meeting himself. Indeed, the King of Evil did this out of necessity, few of those who came became his allies, but at least he knew what to expect.

Thankfully, this open meeting was more than likely the last of its kind-- In six months, he expected to be much too busy to organize another such as this.

He was observing quietly around with a fruit in hand, one of those he had taken from the desert's oasis the day before. He didn't have great need for food, but this was better than the pumpkin Ruana fed them with.

[blackestomen]

"You don't seem terribly thrilled to be here." Zeal's voice rang out from behind him. She was on her way to taking a seat, but not quite there yet... and he had such a look on his face. He needed to be called on it.

"Not the turnout you hoped for?"

[great_king_of_evil]

Ganondorf turned to look at Zeal when she addressed him. She got it right. To be honest, the last reunion, while useful, had not brought in a lot of new blood. He doubted this one would either, and most importantly: he hated team work. If he could, Ganondorf would work on his own but the situation being what it is, working together is a necessity.

"You may not know it, but this is the fourth reunion of that kind I have held." Ganondorf finally replied "... The sixth is you count the closed ones. And in at least three of them, I have had to deal with spies or otherwise unpleasant company. Not to mention the administrators themselves trying to listen in. This reunion should be safe, but is is quite troublesome and tiring to organize."

Legolas, Reno, Naoya, Link... Which is in part why he planned to have a 2nd meeting held right after this one, and closed. Spies were getting old but at least his security system should work.

[neverbeamemory]

Perhaps it was the very different appearance of the fruit that drew Sephiroth's attention. More likely, this ally would always touch base with the 'Host' of these meetings, it was polite to a certain extent after all. There was not more than the usual slight dip of the head towards Ganondorf as Sephiroth approached.

"A lot has changed since the last Reunion, for sure."

He commented, though it didn't really bother him if the troll-king chose not to respond. But on the other hand, they don't get to talk so openly that often.

[great_king_of_evil]

"Indeed."

Ganondorf chose to reply-- He had no reason not to, and Sephiroth always was a pleasant ally, for the time being at least. Indeed a lot had changed, the glamour, the infiltration... Yet, something was bothering Ganondorf. Things seemed to stagnate, yet the deadline grew closer.

"However... These past two months have been largely unproductive. This needs to change."

Not counting the scientific work, nothing of importance had happened in August and September aside from the explosions and the phantoms. Events that were of whatsoever no help to ensure their survival, nor were they of any help to find more about the tower's past.

Open

[notayoungkitten]

Ocelot had spent an entire month wandering about the ruined landscape that had once been the frigid northwest. As far north as the Shadow Moses base was located, it was nearly always covered in a thick blanket of snow. But the world now lacked that. Indeed, even the howl of Sniper Wolf's wolfdogs had been eerily absent from the base as she had spent the days wandering the ruined, decaying base.

Seeing the ruins completely absent of life, and with the memory of her sons following her close behind, taunting her and telling her how she had failed them, the old soldier wondered if this was an attempt of Ruana's to try and break her spirit.

It wasn't going to work. No, she would not allow it to. Amongst her allies, Ocelot was certain that even in her absence, plans had continued to form. They could not let the bitch win. Even so, in the month that she had been gone, things had probably happened. Things that Ocelot needed to find out about or risk falling behind.

[culbutiri]

"You do be being back." Nesir sat down next to her, her words sounded casual but she really had worried about Ocelot, wondering if one day her name would just disappear and that she'd be lost forever, in danger of being used in Ruana's plans.

She leaned back and looked around, "You do be having good timing."

Re: Open

[great_king_of_evil]

Ganondorf had obviously noticed Ocelot's absence from the tower. Whenever someone disappeared without a trace from the tower, this generally meant only one thing, that Zo had failed his mission and accidentally sent them back to their dead homeworld.

Ganondorf had this happen to him once, and the memory of his dead homeworld clearly was an unpleasant one. His enemies being dead certainly counted as a good thing, but the land itself and those under his command did not deserve such a fate. He was curious though as to how Ocelot reacted, if he was correct in his assumption. Hence he turned to her and spoke in a low voice.

"... How was it?"

I'm sorry, after dropping her in an elevator shaft I had to!

[neverbeamemory]

Sephiroth doesn't keep a close enough eye on other residents and so would be the last to notice the comings and goings of any member of the Evil Alliance. Indeed even more so recently what with the ongoing work on the collar fluid Sephiroth didn't have much time at all to keep such a stringent eye out. Besides, Ocelot could either handle herself, or she couldn't.

He remembered seeing her at the mercy of the psychelysis phantoms briefly, before his own choir of them had become too much to bear. It was a small mercy indeed that no one here had seen when they had ripped the last of his energy from him. Though Ishtar...

"Ocelot, it's been a while."

Sephiroth came to a stop a respectable distance from Ocelot, eyes flicking over her reading body language in the moments before and just after he spoke.

[Open]

[blackestomen]

This was certainty something different. A reunion for those aligned with Ganondorf and his lot? That did somehow come to include her, didn't it? She was never one to turn down an invitation to a social event. Especially one where she could learn such useful information. Even if a small part of her bristled at the idea of being "evil"... well. The shoe seemed to fit well enough...

She's found her way to one of the seats, having yet to partake in any of the fruit. Maybe later. But for now, she'd see who else would present themselves.

[neverbeamemory]

Sephiroth hadn't personally given Zeal the 'thumb' in this direction and so it was rather an intriguing turn of events to find the girl -uh- lady Queen sat on one of the chairs which encircled the middle of the roof.

These meetings did provide such ample opportunity to discuss that which they couldn't discuss openly anywhere else and for this reason the tall silver haired warrior found his way over to the seats as well. Taking a gradual seat next to Zeal first before he spoke up.

"I didn't expect to find you here."

In all truth, it was a pleasant surprise.

[hemoeroticism]

Aha, it's that time again? ✩

[ Hagire claps his hands, as he bounds up the stairs into the cathedral. Despite future events, he's as inexplicably cheerful as ever. Spinning into the room, he happily plops down in one of the pews of the cathedral, bright yellow eyes scanning the room. Gannondorf, Sephiroth... the usual, of course. He shrugs, kicking his legs up on the back of the pew in front of his own. Wretched Egg would hopefully be along soon, assuming she didn't decide to go play with Ganta instead. ]

Last month was so much fun... I loved every minute of it. [ His eyes close, as he leans back. ] I hope poor little Woodpecker's mind isn't too shattered. He has so much more love to give than that. ✩

[great_king_of_evil]

[ Ganondorf recognized this one both from the last meeting and as the leader of the Indigo Team-- Probably a scientist like Richtofen. Well, he obviously wasn't a spy (though who knew?), but Ganondorf like to learn and know better who attended the reunion, so he rose an eyebrow at his words. ]

... Woodpecker?

[open]

[morituramfides]

Unlike many of the previous meetings of their kind, Jin didn't show up otherwise preoccupied-- his laptop was left stashed in a safe place, and actually, he didn't have anything occupying his attention while he was waiting. He sat on one of the higher steps of the staircase (for lack of any other seating), with his arms crossed over his chest and a finger tapping.

You'd think he'd be bored or something doing nothing, but he seemed perfectly content to wait as such until something important happened.

[neverbeamemory]

It was refreshing to see that Jin had left the tech at home (or rather, elsewhere that wasn't within the gathering), that being said, he seemed rather out of place without it. The genius that had gained them access, even with only one arm, to the small reward for their soaking in psychoradiation on the last infiltration sat somewhat away from the rest of the open floor.

Had Sephiroth been anyone else, he may have been inclined to apologize for having had the need to remove a broken limb, but as it was he'd been providing a service. The last he remembered seeing Jin was in the last few moments before his own ears had started to bleed. Certainly it afforded something to be said.

"Jin."

Sephiroth stood at the top of the staircase and peered down at the guy sat a few steps lower, forever mindful of personal space. If Jin wanted to be left alone he'd sooner turn and find some other to occupy his time, Sephiroth wasn't much of the social type, either.

[The Meeting]

[evil_meeting]

[ As expected, it was during night that Ganondorf organized this little meeting on the roof of the Tower within the Tower. This was by far the most interesting floor of them all-- He had used it as a base of operation ever since Riki had been generous enough to add it to the tower. On the roof of this tower, there was far less risks for the idiots such as Zelda's knights of people like Riku to accidentally fall on them and spy.

And even if someone was stupid enough to persist and come, or unlucky enough to visit that floor at such an hour, they would be dealt with easily in such an environment.

On the roof there were were a number chairs all of them quite fancy and identical, arranged in circle. It was so that those sitting could speak to each other directly and freely. Sort of like the Knights of the Round table, one could say. Ganondorf knew better and had always decided to treat everyone attending as equal, as much as possible.

There was also a table this time, at the very center of the floor. And on this table, water and fruits could be found. Probably weird given that the only food served in the cafeteria was Pumpkin based, but if someone was to try it, they would find out that eating one fruits or drinking the water would keep them nourished for a full day without needing to eat anything else.

Don't expect Ganondorf to say where he found this food, though. ]

[The Meeting]

[blackestomen]

There had been plenty of time to mingle, plenty of time to settle in, have a bite, and catch up on their various agendas and plots and issues. Zeal was starting to grow restless, however. And as much fun as it was to watch Ganon make sour faces from across the way, it would eventually get old.

"Well." She raised her voice and held herself a little straighter in her seat, casting her eyes over the assembled villains. "Time is short, and I'm certain that there is quite a lot to be discussed. Shall we begin?" That was not a question posed with the expectation that anyone would respond with a 'no'. This was a woman that was very much accustomed to being listened to and obeyed.

[great_king_of_evil]

Ganondorf did not even consider saying no, he wanted to be done with that as soon as possible. In his left hand appeared a map, drawn on a yellowed paper. It was rolled so they could not see what it was all about, but those who had participated in the infiltration could probably guess it was a replica of the map they saw in Riki's area.

He straightened in his seat and nodded at Zeal, before saying a few words.

"So far, I have planned most of our moves against the administrators." he paused. "However, they must be expecting me to act by now. I believe first of all, it is most important for us to surprise them with a different approach. One they will not expect and easilly counter."

Meaning that while he will obviously participate and throw his ideas in, their next move probably should not be of his making. The administrators were intelligent enough to have figured his pattern by now, and while he was working on a plan meant to break that pattern, it was not ready quite yet. That and he was curious to see what they all could come up with.