No Longer Who We Were

[Echo]

She was done being a spy. That much was clear as Echo moved amidst the people, not pausing to check on anyone. Nia's general was dead--Roan had used him until this point, when the job had fallen to Echo. One she welcomed--perhaps too much. With Roan weak the control of the city was weak--and Echo hated weak. It was why she was seeking out a group of hoodlums from another clan who was drawing notice. She needed to know what they were up too.

Her men flanked her back as she approached a small gathering of men, taking note of their numbers and weapons. The smaller one seemed to be in a leaderish role, though she had learned long ago that small meant little in a fight. Trishanakru. "You have your men moving purposely thought the city. To what purpose?" She asked out right, ready to find out and put down any rebellion they thought they might have. She didn't need another clan trying to rise up against a weak king. She wasn't going to let Azgeda fall under her command---she'd die first. And she wasn't planning on dying today.

[TAG: @ilian]

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Tag: Echo Mood: Resentful Notes: None

Raphael was dead. He had been murdered, of that Ilian was certain. And not just murdered by anyone: murdered by Skaikru. Big surprise there. Though Ilian had his suspicions that the king had her assassinate Raphael, so that he would not fall in the amtch that Raphael intended to challenge him to. but now, they would never know. If Ilian was a trained warrior then he would have gladly taken the other male's place. But he knew that even though the king was wounded, Ilian would be no match. It left them without any option to rid the throne of the Azgeda King. The one who would align himself with Skaikru. The very people who brought this world of tech upon them. It left Ilian more determined than ever, to continue his rebellion against it, and to destroy whatever he could find in Polis that was tech. Including the chip. While he was consorting with a group of others -- fellow rebels who wanted to join the fight against technology -- an approaching figure caused Ilian to cease his tongue and look at her. He knew who she was of course. The king's general. Hell, he wouldn't be surprised if she had also been in on the assassination against his ambassador. "Nothing important enough that requires the attention of the King's general," he told her. Perhaps showing any resentful was not a wise move, but he was angry. Yet knew he had to exercise caution. Just as he was no match for the king, he would be no match for her either.

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