~The Battle of the Empires~ A RP

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Tosk wrenched the door open, accidentally yanking it off its hinges. He stared in alarm at a frantic-looking Sandie and Kisu. "What's happened?!"
 
"It's Collia. She just went with Ginger to Tyto, and she's been shattered."
 
Quote: "I am 110 years old, and I was the youngest Centaurian ever to reach the rank of captain."
"Congratulations, determination is good. Helps you along. I think those that work from the ground up for what they have tend to be a little more appreciative than those that don't." They were almost there. "Well it's been a nice chat Captain. For the record. My dad is an exceptional man. Please don't let recent events and his attitude as of late cause you to pass judgment on him. He's taken a lot of loss in the last few months, and I find as time passes he grows more tired of dealing with it. Personally, I'd like to see him settle down and be outlived for a change. He's happy when he's not alone. Maybe he'll go home and stay for once. No more inner circle and doing every little request that's asked of him." He cleared his throat. "Sorry I am rambling... I get tired of talking to puffed up Generals and prissy little handmaids to the King."
 
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Orb replied by the way. I need to call it quits. See you tomorrow later. I have a shoot to go to.
 
Celestia could now clearly tell what it was. She hissed. "Quit playing games." Then she shifted into white Mobguar. "Show your self!"

The form of Manex appeared. "I was going to even before you said that."
 
Quote: "I am 110 years old, and I was the youngest Centaurian ever to reach the rank of captain."
"Congratulations, determination is good. Helps you along. I think those that work from the ground up for what they have tend to be a little more appreciative than those that don't." They were almost there. "Well it's been a nice chat Captain. For the record. My dad is an exceptional man. Please don't let recent events and his attitude as of late cause you to pass judgment on him. He's taken a lot of loss in the last few months, and I find as time passes he grows more tired of dealing with it. Personally, I'd like to see him settle down and be outlived for a change. He's happy when he's not alone. Maybe he'll go home and stay for once. No more inner circle and doing every little request that's asked of him." He cleared his throat. "Sorry I am rambling... I get tired of talking to puffed up Generals and prissy little handmaids to the King."
"I know how you feel. I prefer working on my ship to meetings with my superiors. By the way, I have noticed that your father seems to wish that he was dead. I've had a talk or two with him about it, but I don't know how much of what I said actually penetrated his thick skull. Maybe you could have a talk with him about it? He might pay more attention to you."
 
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