((Based on an rp with Kraz'a and Bartolomeo (the Sultansworn in this post)
Jin’li watched from the shadows, the shaded alley allowing him a clear line of sight to the “Doctor†as the “Doctor†carried a barrel towards a merchant’s stand, the Ul'dah street sparsley populated in the late night hours. Jin’li’s face was blank and expressionless as his dark tongue ran over his dry lips.
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The onyx black eyes analyzed the street, trying to see if there was anyone whom would recognize the face the “Doctor†wore. There was.Â
Kraz’a Axrial. Jin’li had only seen the red-haired miqo’te without his helmet once, but that was enough.
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Kraz’a was seated on a bench, idly watching.Â
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This was perfect.
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Jin’li watched as the “Doctor†placed the barrel down, spun on his heel and made a quick, Imperial salute, shouting in voice that was almost Askier’s, his fantasied face identical to Askier’s:
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“For the Empire.â€Â
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The “Doctor†pulled a metal wire and turn and ran as fast as he could. Jin’li’s soulless eyes swivled to Kraz’a, noting the fact that the miqo’te had recognized the face the “Doctor†wore and was throwing himself behind the bench. Jin’li also noted a taller hyur, clad in the armor of a Sultansworn, watching the “Doctorâ€, starting to follow. Jin’li did not know whom the man was but intended to find out.Â
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The explosion was loud and threw smoke and shrapnel into the air, the sounds of agonized and terrified screams following in the blast's wake. Jin’li watched at Kraz’a rose and fled from the scene, the red-haired miqo’te’s eyes wide in furry and shock. The Sultansworn hyur tried to chase after the“Doctor†but the crowd of panicked civilians impeded the hyur’s progress.
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Jin’li turned, his face still blank as he walked down the alley, his body wrapped in a black coat.
The miqo’te had not gotten far before his left ear flicked, the linkpearl that rested within transmitting a voice into his head.
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“Jin’li, I have news to report.â€
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Jin’li strolled casually past a fountain, his eyes surveying the faces he passed. Few people in this city knew he existed, let alone what we might look like, but those who did know where worth being wary of.
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“I would be honored to hear your report so that I might pass it along to my masters.â€Â The white-haired miqo’te replied flatly.
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“We have some interesting news on what has happened to the real Askier.â€
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Jin’li continued to walk, unfazed as the voice in his ear informed Jin’li of what had been learned. Once Jin’li’s informant had finished, the white-haired slave replied:
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“I shall inform my masters. You have done well.â€
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Jin’li removed the linkpearl and suddenly his right ear began to twitch wildly.
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“Master Adin, I shall handle it.â€Â Jin’li said.
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You shall do so now, Jin’li.†The voice was Adin’s, angry and full of emotion, it’s tone causing Jin’li’s ear to spasm with each syllable, even though there was no linkpearl in Jin’li’s ear, and no voice had spoken around him.
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“This city shall suffer soon enough.â€Â Jin’li replied, speaking to the voice in his head.
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See that it is done Jin’li quickly, Jin’li. Everyday this city continues to stand is an affront to me.
“This humble slave shall accomplish it when and how this slave sees fit.â€Â Jin’li replied, a hint of defiance slipping into his tone. “I shall not be rushed in exacting our revenge. You had your chance and failed, Master Adin. This time, things shall be done according to what is best for this, humble slave.â€
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You use that tone against me, Jin’li? I, who made you, I who-
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“You gave me new life, it was master Rema who made me as whole as I could be. I serve you botha nd she wishes conquest, not destruction, so I shall obey you both. Destroy those who defied you, conquer the city for Lady Rema. Both shall be done as I see fit, for I am the hands now. Should the words of this humble slave displease you, you may punish me when I come to serve you in the beyond.â€
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Jin’li, your defiance-
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Jin’li pulled out a needle and pierced his right ear with it, letting the metal glint in the sun.Â
The voice of his dead master died as the pointed needle skewered the tender flesh.
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Jin’li gave a small sigh and permitted himself a smile for the briefest of moments. He had silenced his master, spoken out against him, defied him, shown that he was his master’s equal again. Jin’li was pleased by this,and, although he was not entirely aware of the truth, was beginning to develop, for the first time in his life, an ego and a sense of self awareness that went beyond simple servitude. The power Jin’li had, over the spies, over his masters, even over the Empire with his lies of Lady Rema’s continued existence in the world of the living was changing him and, although Jin’li’s conscious mind still had yet to grasp it, he was enjoying it immensely.
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“Now then,â€Â Jin’li said, his face a blank mask once more, his voice monotone as he stepped out into the Ruby Exchange. “To whom shall I be rude and surprise with a visit?â€
Jin’li watched from the shadows, the shaded alley allowing him a clear line of sight to the “Doctor†as the “Doctor†carried a barrel towards a merchant’s stand, the Ul'dah street sparsley populated in the late night hours. Jin’li’s face was blank and expressionless as his dark tongue ran over his dry lips.
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The onyx black eyes analyzed the street, trying to see if there was anyone whom would recognize the face the “Doctor†wore. There was.Â
Kraz’a Axrial. Jin’li had only seen the red-haired miqo’te without his helmet once, but that was enough.
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Kraz’a was seated on a bench, idly watching.Â
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This was perfect.
Â
Jin’li watched as the “Doctor†placed the barrel down, spun on his heel and made a quick, Imperial salute, shouting in voice that was almost Askier’s, his fantasied face identical to Askier’s:
Â
“For the Empire.â€Â
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The “Doctor†pulled a metal wire and turn and ran as fast as he could. Jin’li’s soulless eyes swivled to Kraz’a, noting the fact that the miqo’te had recognized the face the “Doctor†wore and was throwing himself behind the bench. Jin’li also noted a taller hyur, clad in the armor of a Sultansworn, watching the “Doctorâ€, starting to follow. Jin’li did not know whom the man was but intended to find out.Â
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The explosion was loud and threw smoke and shrapnel into the air, the sounds of agonized and terrified screams following in the blast's wake. Jin’li watched at Kraz’a rose and fled from the scene, the red-haired miqo’te’s eyes wide in furry and shock. The Sultansworn hyur tried to chase after the“Doctor†but the crowd of panicked civilians impeded the hyur’s progress.
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Jin’li turned, his face still blank as he walked down the alley, his body wrapped in a black coat.
The miqo’te had not gotten far before his left ear flicked, the linkpearl that rested within transmitting a voice into his head.
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“Jin’li, I have news to report.â€
Â
Jin’li strolled casually past a fountain, his eyes surveying the faces he passed. Few people in this city knew he existed, let alone what we might look like, but those who did know where worth being wary of.
Â
“I would be honored to hear your report so that I might pass it along to my masters.â€Â The white-haired miqo’te replied flatly.
Â
“We have some interesting news on what has happened to the real Askier.â€
Â
Jin’li continued to walk, unfazed as the voice in his ear informed Jin’li of what had been learned. Once Jin’li’s informant had finished, the white-haired slave replied:
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“I shall inform my masters. You have done well.â€
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Jin’li removed the linkpearl and suddenly his right ear began to twitch wildly.
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“Master Adin, I shall handle it.â€Â Jin’li said.
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You shall do so now, Jin’li.†The voice was Adin’s, angry and full of emotion, it’s tone causing Jin’li’s ear to spasm with each syllable, even though there was no linkpearl in Jin’li’s ear, and no voice had spoken around him.
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“This city shall suffer soon enough.â€Â Jin’li replied, speaking to the voice in his head.
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See that it is done Jin’li quickly, Jin’li. Everyday this city continues to stand is an affront to me.
“This humble slave shall accomplish it when and how this slave sees fit.â€Â Jin’li replied, a hint of defiance slipping into his tone. “I shall not be rushed in exacting our revenge. You had your chance and failed, Master Adin. This time, things shall be done according to what is best for this, humble slave.â€
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You use that tone against me, Jin’li? I, who made you, I who-
Â
“You gave me new life, it was master Rema who made me as whole as I could be. I serve you botha nd she wishes conquest, not destruction, so I shall obey you both. Destroy those who defied you, conquer the city for Lady Rema. Both shall be done as I see fit, for I am the hands now. Should the words of this humble slave displease you, you may punish me when I come to serve you in the beyond.â€
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Jin’li, your defiance-
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Jin’li pulled out a needle and pierced his right ear with it, letting the metal glint in the sun.Â
The voice of his dead master died as the pointed needle skewered the tender flesh.
Â
Jin’li gave a small sigh and permitted himself a smile for the briefest of moments. He had silenced his master, spoken out against him, defied him, shown that he was his master’s equal again. Jin’li was pleased by this,and, although he was not entirely aware of the truth, was beginning to develop, for the first time in his life, an ego and a sense of self awareness that went beyond simple servitude. The power Jin’li had, over the spies, over his masters, even over the Empire with his lies of Lady Rema’s continued existence in the world of the living was changing him and, although Jin’li’s conscious mind still had yet to grasp it, he was enjoying it immensely.
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“Now then,â€Â Jin’li said, his face a blank mask once more, his voice monotone as he stepped out into the Ruby Exchange. “To whom shall I be rude and surprise with a visit?â€
