Post by Trevor Williams on Dec 9, 2010 13:56:33 GMT -8
NOTE: Need an NPC guard from Azkaban. Any takers? Just let me know, and I'll let you know when we need you. We could also use some NPC slaves so Julia's not the other one, but considering Landon and Elektra were supposed to have escaped earlier in the day, I can't bring Landon in.... And this is a few days prior to the initiation, so no initiates.
Monday, June 13th 2011
7:35 AM
This was an outrage, an absolute outrage! Of all the things that weren't supposed to happen today: this was it! A mass breakout put a few kinks in his plan to raid the safe house in only a few days. He'd have to take it all back to the drawing board, make provisions for the Order now being plus a leader and his would-be assassin. Their spirits would be raised, not somber and defeated as he had counted on. If they could break Damien Noland free from Azkaban, what more could they do? Then again, that attitude could be useful, perhaps even spark some rash, overconfident action from them, make them rally the troops and attempt to attack them. And rash, overconfident actions were good. They weren't fully thought out.
Still, he knew he had to at least plan action to maintain any sort of rapport with his followers after such a huge blow as happened this morning. He couldn't simply do nothing. He had to meet with his followers, and then meet with Darque and with Morgana to arrange his press release. Something his major was too difficult to keep completely in the dark, though there had to be some spin to put on it to play it down, but he wasn't stupid. He couldn't leave the public in the dark on this because rebel papers would be more than happy to leak it and provide their proof--proof they could only get if Damien truly had been broken out as it wasn't as though they could make a polyjuice of him from nothing. If he hid something like that and it leaked, it would raise questions as to what else he could be hiding. So, a speech needed to be written and delivered tonight as well as statements to the press. Today was going to be busier than he had ever anticipated.
Sighing, Trevor sat down in the chair at the head of the table, waiting for his followers to arrive. They might not know the details, but they knew better than to ignore an emergency meeting.