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7/17/2016 4:44:26 PM
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[i]He pulls his rifle out from it's holster, checking it again. He dusts off something on the handle, then puts it back.[/i]
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The tribunes approach you, as does the paymaster. Tribune Tullius looked your equipment up and down, examine and calculating. "How many battles have you been in?"
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"500? 600? Well, too many to count, since I can't remember the exact number yet."
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"Hmm, you're incredibly lucky then, or cowardly. We will see for certain soon enough and I hope that it's the first and not the second."
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"Oh, it's guaranteed to be the first." [i]Xavier smirked a little bit.[/i]
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The officer nodded and moved on, before long the army formed up and began to March out of the general quarters, past rows of civilians who came out to watch them leave.
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[i]Xavier followed the Mercanarius.[/i]
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The mercenarius marched first, then the legionnaires, then the Auxlilia, the tribunes marched at the head of the legionnaires as they marched, Auxlilia scouts led the way down the path.
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[i]Xavier looked around as he walked.[/i] ("And why do they call themselves Romans again?")
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[spoiler]cause they essentially are. Their capital planet is Roma Nova, [/spoiler] The march is short, two hours later and the army sets up camp near the manufactorium.
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[spoiler]Good to know.[/spoiler] ("Huh. We're here already?") [i]Xavier looked at the entirety of the area.[/i]
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The legionnaires had camped in a large chamber, fortified and guarded while the tribunes and centurions planned the assault of the manufactorium. Everywhere men were preparing for battle, praying, sharpening swords, and otherwise calming nerves.
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[i]Xavier just simply cleans his weapons and check his powers.[/i]
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From the command tent the two tribunes went their own way and the army was allowed to rest.
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[i]Xavier observed the tribunes and where they were going.[/i]
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One, Quintus headed towards his command tent, while Claudius went to his own. The rumors in the ranks were that Claudius was trying to win over the men.
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Edited by Tamedfrog: 7/19/2016 11:39:43 PM[i]Xavier calls upon his overseeing friend.[/i] [spoiler]Sidenote: Xavier talks backwards in this part of dialogue. Plus, this friend cannot be heard. Only Xavier can hear her.[/spoiler] "Rebecca?" [quote]"Yeah?"[/quote] "I'm going to need you to look at one of the tribunes. Spy on their activities, if you will." [quote]"Why?"[/quote] "I'm getting a bit curious about the rumours. I'm going to have to check if this is true or not." [quote]"Alright..."[/quote] [i]Xavier used his shadow abilities to sneak into Quintus' tent, while Rebecca went to Claudius'.[/i]
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Quintus was in his tent outing over maps, tactics, reports, and letters. He sipped water from a cup, he gave no indication of knowing that he was there. His tent was fairly orderly, but there was a sense of organized chaos to it. He had a shrine in the back corner of it next to his bed. Claudius on the other hand was reading letters, and counting coins. His tent was neat, nothing seemed out of place. Another man, not a legionary was there with him. "Claudius, you should be more careful. My spies believe that Quintus suspects you." The young tribune scoffed. "He suspects me of being a scared child, who he can mold like clay, not that I want to seize power."
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[i]Xavier and Rebecca continue to watch them.[/i]
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Quintus remained in his tent, with a few subordinates who came and went carrying reports or missives to and from various units. Claudius left his tent and went out to the camp itself.
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[i]Same actions as last time, but Rebecca follows Claudius as a difference.[/i]
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Claudius began to visit certain tents meeting with the men, or a single man from inside in each.
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[i]Rebecca made sure she couldn't be found, then she started speaking like a angelic deity to Claudius. She also made sure that nobody else could hear her.[/i] "Hello? Claudius?"
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He jumped in fright. "Who's there? Who are you?"
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"A friend. I'll talk in person when we get to a place where nobody could hear us talk, preferably a tent."
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The tribune was hesitant but went to an empty tent. "Well?"
