"I see" "Hm?" Madelina looked up at Joseph and commander Yvegolina, she covered her exposed ye very new fake eye, an eye that was inserted for informational needs and such. "A riot of rebels have strung up after the assassination of Tanus". "How irritating," Joseph sighed as he rolled his eyes. "Looks the power democracy and such has lost its values and people decide they need to do whats right". "Phillips, Dublin, you shall be the peacekeepers and the butcher. Civilian casualties shall be blamed on the rioters, As you know, Dublin will be the Corpsman* (What navy medics were called in WW2), while Phillips shall be saving your ass" The two straightened their backs and saluted quickly. "Sir, yes sir!" Madelina was given her 'riot' sticks and a boom stick while Joseph was given a crowd killer (tear gas) and a handy gun. She nodded and quickly manipulated the air around them before setting off quickly. "Joseph-" "I know. Manipulate and take out any powers being used on the rebels side," He replied as he formed a circle at least a good 2 or so miles around the area. Madelina quickly circled and threw the lances into the hot zones. The area around the lances were either engulf with a thick smoke that quickly spread. The military who just entered, put on their assigned equipment and entered. Some rebels were lucky enough to have it, while the rest were overcome with it entering their lungs. Civilians were affected by this too and by the angle of the lance, the great calculations were made to make it looked like it was thrusted into the ground. It would be five minutes or so later before the media would hear this and report of the 'rebels' doing. Madelina and Joseph quickly landed with their gear on and silently ran through the cloud. Madelina spotted a girl wearing the uniform and pointed to her. Joseph nodded and removed some of the metal from her head. She then healed around it and made sure she was still alive. He gave the girl some air while Madelina lead the away and helped move the comrades to the van. A sound a television was heard and Madelina accessed it with her eye while still paying attention to what she was doing. "Pictures of a crude, lance-like objects appeared in hot spots of the riot that took place after the death of Mr. Tenus. From what is seen from afar, rebels had used these lances as a fail-safe, to make sure they kill all they can while still fighting-" Madelina quickly turned and shoved her fist into the nose of a rebel. The cartilage quickly entered his brain and he fell over. Joseph put the girl into the van and the van went into a safe zone. The two nodded and went deeper into the cloud.

((Onto Other Calamities.:. I will be gone until Wednesday or so! SORRY! >_< oh yeah, sorry if I messed up the guy who died's name! ))

((ACK. sorry I'm so late. I would like to join. Is there a preference for which side I should join? I can't decide. >.<;; ))

[{AniuWolfe - It's fine. Well... The Rebellion could use a leader. ^_^; And I think you've forgotten to post something...

I'll post my intro later. My computer's being weird and it won't let me type properly...}]

[edit] {{ooc: Here's my intro~. ^^}}

Victor sat in front of a small fire in the rendezvous camp, idly stirring the contents of a large pot. For once, he’s been sitting calmly, but only because he’d ticked someone off and had been forced to. “Yeesh, some people,” he muttered to himself. “Just can’t take a joke.”

Reaching into his pack, Vic pulled out a tin bowl and spoon, then fished out some of the stew from the pot. Hesitantly, he sipped a little of it. It wasn’t the greatest, but it was better than starving. With any luck, someone would go out hunting later in the day. Though Vic doubted they’d be here long, since there was supposedly an assassination planned for today.

As if on cue, Vic heard the distant sound of a battle. Vic nodded to himself absentmindedly. If all did in fact go well, Tom would be arriving back in camp shortly. After that, the leader would say where they’d be headed to next. Pretty much exactly how it usually went. As some said, they were wandering souls, content only when government blood was shed. Vic scoffed. That was far from true; Vic was also content when they had good food to eat and stories to share around the campfire.

Finishing off his breakfast, Vic grabbed a worn rag from his bag, cleaned the bowl, and put everything back away. He stood, running fingers through his dusty brown hair. Teal eyes scanned the clearing, then fell on a figure who was running towards the camp. “Hey!” Vic waved, smiling slightly. “How’d things play out?”

Chase jumped up at the sound of gunshots in the distance, knocking his sleeping sister off his shoulder. "What is it?" Eliza asked sleepily, rubbing the sleep out of here eyes. "Are they back?" "I donno." Chase admitted, glancing in the direction Vic was yelling in. "Is that Tom?"

Stretching her arms in front of her, Eliza scratched the back of her head absentmindedly. "Hey, breakfast!" immediately perking up, she scrambled over to where the pot was, Eliza dipped a finger into the stew and tasting it. "Eliza Rolen!" Chase scolded, "Don't you do that! Come get your bowl." Glancing at Vic, Eliza rolled her eyes, but went to retrieve her bowl without further hassle.

A typical morning with the Rebellion.

[{Sorry this is so crappy and short.}]

]]how many more people have to post there intro's? cause i should probably wait for every one to get in before I post again.[[

(Onto Other Calamities.:. What? I thought this would be longer D= Oh well... just wanted to post that I am here!)

[{I think everyone has posted now. Go ahead and get started.}]

Tom panted heavily, he stumbled into the camp and dropping in front of the large pot holding the stew. He rolled over onto his back looking up at the blue sky, finally he realized he had been spoken too. Nodding towards Victor from his laying posistion. Slowly he responded talking between pants. "Tanus... Is de...ad... rebels...attacking town." Tom gasped and fell back, then he shouted out again finally realizing how hungry he was "Stew please, need stew" He pushed him self up grabbing a bowl and holding it out. Waiting for the straddle to come his way so he could eat some of the "Delicious " stew. Being in a rebellion you had to settle for less, but coming back to camp alive and receiving a bowl of stew was one of the best feelings Tom had experienced. Finally Tom caught his breath, and he looked back at the rest of his comrades "I know this might not be the news you want to hear, but you guys should be ready for an order to attack. Be ready for anything" Tom sighed he hated having to get ready for combat. Three times in the past week he had to fight against old friends, he managed two spare two but the third was shot dead and Tom only saw his body later on the battlefield. ----- Faith woke up in a van; a battle raged outside, Faith looked around, the van was empty of any other injured soldiers. BLAIN, the name screamed into her head. Blain might still be out there still alive. She quickly jumped out of the van searching the gravel road for any signs of her squad. Rachelle’s body still lay on the road it had been ignored because of the chaos. Her eyes scanned the gravel road and she saw Blain curled into a ball. Rushing over to him, she quickly checked his pulse; she could hear the dying thumps of his heart. “MEDIC!” she screamed, picking up the dying man carefully. Looking around for a medic or another van. Blain was family the whole squad was family. You didn’t leave family to die on a gravel road. A military van pulled up beside the two soldiers, the side flew open and three kingdom troops beckoned the pair in. Dropping Blain into there hands she climbed in and the van sped off…

Madeline moved the civilians into a higher facility of the building. Joseph made easy pickings with a sniper rifle he found and made sure it was preserved, he then took out a silencer and began sniping rebels left and right. As Madeline nudged him he looked up. "Locate the nearest base... time to give them a small swat on the hand," He replied as he smiled rather maliciously yet in a kind way. Madelina made sure the civilians were safe and lifted them into the air that was not tainted by the chemical. She closed her eyes her mind entwining with the satellite and zooming into their exact area. It loomed around and stopped dead northeast from where they were. Using a voice matching and a face comparison, she opened her eyes. "I will fly us there until we are a good 3 feet from the entrance. Cancel out any power around the base, sir" "What are they doing?" "Eating Breakfast sir" "Pft! So much for the rebels for one another. This battle is a shoe in. Even through we have lost a congressman, they lost the battle," Joseph replied as they gained speed. The air was frigid and the sun did not give any warmth. Just as planed, they arrived the exact footing of where Madelina predicted. The rebels who stood guard stood in confusion. "Well hello," Joseph replied as he shot the two in the head with the silencer. A scream was heard and Joseph quickly activated his power, engulfing the area. He lifted his brows and loaded a new round into his gun. "Message and location is sent. Requesting back up?" Madelina replied as she readied a lance. "We're just going to do some things around here," Joseph replied as he shot another into a rebel. Madelina passively stopped half of the bullets that was aimed at them while dodging the rest. The half she stopped were thrown back at the rebels.

]]Well this sorta just died[[