Council of War ((Open forum RP))

-As the door cracks open for yet another hero a new face takes it's entrance. Weclomed by the already ongoing conversations and loud commotion he took just a second to let his view drop along every face.

Without a word yet i'd let myself merge in the mass, knowing most of all here are the highest ranks have gathered, but despite this I still couldn't stop my curiousity after catching this hint of the meeting while raging war with the first Rikti attackers.

Yet his face is new for all, his appearances doesn't word him as someone who has never faced great dangers before.

Leaned against the wall within in a clear sight, but without going on rude to claim an empty seat he just follows it all.. plans.. ideas..-

Britanic lifted his hand. He stared daggers to Partisan as he spoke."Obviously im in. Il do my utmost to keep this truce alive no matter how reprehensible I may feel some parties are."

Partisan smiled under his mask as he raised his mechanical arm. "Indeed, both for the glory, and survial of Humanity, il bind myself to this truce."

<...as long as opportunity doesn't present itself of course.> Partisan mentally added.

"One thing I'd like to raise, is what method should we use to deal with anyone, hero -or- villain, breaking the truce? While it'd be silly to take away someone who is able bodied for breaking a truce, I can't help but feel it'd weaken the truce and resolve overall if something -wasn't- done." Zorielel said, raising a hand.

"Could we use Zig? Put away those who can't work towards the common goal and instead do damage. Deal with them after this is over." Coile thought for a second more and added, "And while I've done my part in putting menaces into Zig in the past, maybe it'd be an idea to see if there's anyone in there now who could help against the Rikti. I mean, we do need pretty much everyone possible to win this."

"Andre is right. Tag them, and let them out. If they play up, then they go back in. A bit of community service wont do anyone any harm."

"As for a plan of retaliation, we still have several agents MIA, Until they show, we're fortifying our position, and stopping the Rikti making a beachhead. Once we're confident enough in our position, you can expect EVIL's full support in any counter attack. To strike without solid footing will only result in a fall."

"He's got a point. If we go marching off to attack and leave our rear guard or the city vunerable, they have the technology to easily outflank us and tear us to pieces. Plus... we really need to think about -who- we send in for the counter attack. Some heroes are entirely unsuited, for whatever reasons, for what a counter attack involves, and some are better used and deployed elsewhere as well. While I feel more than comfortable in being part of a counter attack, I've got a few members who wouldn't work well in such a situation."

Lamb stepped into the chambers, peeling the flight mask away from his face....

"If they play up, we'll put them down. Might as well use them as cannon fodder...."

He waited for the others to turn.

"Most of you won't know me. I'm Jayhawk of Red Cell," He flexed the flight suit's plastic muscles, the durable armour segments twisting around the movement.

"What do you want us to do?"

The new arrival was greeted by a glare and a mumble along the lines, "No one is cannon fodder."

Tower of power grunted and audibly mumbled:
"It's war, martial law, traitors are hung."

There was no reasonable way that Coile could argue against the remark about war time. He had himself used the on-going covert war against the Rikti in the past as a reason to kill any and all Rikti that he met. With some other dark deeds he had had even less reason. And now this new and standing conviction of not taking one single life made him fidgety about losing lives. It was stupid. It was, after all, a war.

Lamb turned. He spoke without emotion, facing the bald kid.

"Then you can stand in front of them."

"Red Cell destroyed a bomber last night. Took too long in doing so. We had to resort to bombing the b*astard. Bullets don't give enough penetration...." He turned to Zortel.

"Where do you want us?"

With a tone clearly of disgust, Lunk interjects. "If that is your view on fellow living beings, Mr Hawk, Then I suggest far from any civilians.
If they're willing to fight against the invaders, surely you can look past any previous actions?"

Having Remained Quiet For Most of the Meeting Rickman Finally Speaks "The NHU Are Currently Organising into Rapid Deployment Groups and Are Hopeing to Support Any and All Heros in Paragon that Need it. Contact Any of us and We'll see what we can do."
Pulling a few Pieces of Paper out of his Buffel Bag He Walks over and Hands them to Lunk.
"Your Payment.. I'd like to Cancel my Contract i Took out with you." Passing the Offically Sealed Documents to Ben he wanders back to his corner and leans against it

Tower of Power rolled his eyes and folded his arms over his bare chest with a sigh. This was not the time or place for business...

"If they behave themselves yes. But I won't shed a tear if they get shot down, nor would I expect any of you to shed one for me or mine. This is war people. You want to win, put your childish questions of morality aside. The Rikti will have no such quandaries over gutting your children in front of you. Those that have a problem with killing without remorse shouldn't be in the front line."

Fighting a war without killing was a dilemma. Perhaps an impossible one, or one with just one possible solution.

Kill or be killed.

Coile would burn that bridge only when it was necessary.

From the depths of the Shadows two figures emerged; both listed under America's ten most wanted villains. Axel Hunter, a bald, dark-skinned man dared to show his face. He wore an all-black business suit and nestled both hands on a diamond-crowned cane popularly regarded as an icon of power.

"For the duration of this invasion" he announced, with his deep echoing voice. "our syndicate; the Gang plans to focus all its power against the Rikti. I agree to this truce and will not attack any heroes unless attacked"

"Likewise, do I" came the Sicilian-American accent, a feminine voice belonging only to Alicia Barzini, daughter to the Godfather. She stepped out from the shadows just long enough to be identified. "The Marcone and the Barzini families who make up the New Mafia shall concentrate on fighting the Rikti." Alicia paused, a solemn expression across her face. She looked serious. She meant business. "I cannot guarantee that the mafioso will be willing to work with known heroes, however... you have my word that I will not be the one to break the peace we've made here tonight." As quickly as the two had appeared, they were gone, beyond the shadows.

Catz who has remained silent as of now sits foward and upon taking in a deep breath begins speaking.
"The Intrepids already have a number of patrols around the city. I myself have been stationed in Galaxy City."

Taking her feet off the table she sits back and nods slowly "As of now I do hope that we're pushing them back. All of the Supergroups are doing their best to, lets just hope the number of injured don't rise."

Twiddling the pencil in her finger she watches the rest of the group, staying silent once more waiting again for something to happen.

"The number of injured? Have you seen the numbers from the last war? We're going to have people injured. Put out of the action for the remainder of the war, or for good. We're going to have people die. The question is how many will die."

Coile kept a small pause before adding, "And who."

"Well while we're here discussing morality, the Rikti are out there killing," said a voice from near the entrance. Scorpio Rose leant against the wall, her massive bodyguard Bruno standing next to her.

"But to be fair, a truce makes sense, at least to me. I can't speak for the rest of the TLF, I've struggled to make contact with them but as far as I'm concerned, I'll keep the dogs off the capes for now. Quite frankly I don't want anyone in charge but if it's a choice between siding with capes and being under the foot of Rikti oppression, I guess I'm in."

Mer'de was as shocked as anyone else to have seen the notorious Pistol present in the room. For a second he contemplated a plan to grab the little woman and throw her in to the authorities. Considering the trouble she'd caused so many across Paragon City and the Rogue Isles, it was almost worth eliminating her somehow and claiming her death as another casualty of war.

"I understand that Big Lunk organised this meeting and hence I am prepared to have him lead this council. So far, from what has been discussed it seems the overall consensus is to keep on protecting the city. As the man at the back of the room mentioned, we are on the defensive end of this invasion and I agree with Big Lunk that we should hold off a counter attack until we have a steady hold on the situation. Perhaps it is a good idea to issue a community service sentence to the Ziggursky prisoners, for want of more combatants against the Rikti. And perhaps those found guilty of treason ie, aiding the Rikti by killing other Earthlings should be sentenced. The government are issuing a state of emergency and I believe its safe to operate under Martial Law"

"Furthermore, I think an official document should be drafted recognizing all members of this Council, and perhaps we aught to give a suitable name to this alliance, this resistance, to solidify the truce between all hero and villain forces represented here tonight; a contract if you will. Lastly, I think we should hold these meetings on a regular basis, coming together with news updates and status reports concerning efforts against the invasion. Perhaps also, we should task somebody to prepare minutes of these discussions. And... for a name of our coalition, might I suggest Terra Refragatio, latin for Earth's resistance."

"Terra Refri-dgerator, what? Could we have a name that a guy can actually pronounce, you know?"

The door of chamber sounded with a loud bang as Drade enter, his face frowning, clearly someone had upset him enough to almost knock the door from it's hinges. "I heard this place was a meeting for the group leaders of this city, yes?" he paused for a moment before anyone could answer he started talking again.
"I am a leader of a small group here, i don't expect most of you to know of me or my guild, but i am here to help, and have brought a little help aswell, but know this.. I have other matters in this city to attend to, this war is only the beginning of troubles here."
Drade frowned harder leaning upright, his eyes darted around the room at those there, faintly glowing as he looked around.

Just as the last person finishes it's word this ''newcomer'' opens his mouth.

''You know..'' spoken with some volume before going back to normal speech ''I don't know you all, and you don't know me, maybe just a little.. but the point.. If you all, evil.. good.. corrupt, heroic, crooks, bandits, freedom fighters, guardians, heroes and villains.. can BE in the SAME room together without gutting eachother out.. then... what can stop you all to band with eachother.. work as one to elimnate the Rikti threat? As of now.. there could be a dropship heading straight to this place... what will you do then?''

Bites my lip while settling back, hoping this will go the good way instead of heating up flames.

Britanic broke into a smile as a message from his fiance' White Vampyr finally got through to him. That one bit of news lifted a great weight off his mind, and he was once again able to turn his attention to the meeting.

He then looked to the newcomer who was now biting his lip after his little speech, and then smiled as he spoke.

"Ok everybody, let's take a moment to recap here..."

"First off we have a truce in effect. Time for us all to put grudges aside for a while."

"Second we have Lunk's gracious offer to help kit out those who's interested in his PACS combat vests. If anybody else can assist with the supply of effective weaponry, defenses, or equipment, then your contribution will be greatly appreciated."

"Third that we need to consider doing this on a regular basis, that way we can all keep up to date on the development of tactics, technology, or anything else that is deemed of importance to the war effort. Also as my Militia comrade Mer'de suggested we need somebody to keep the minutes...thanks for volunteering Mer'de...and some sort of identity for this council, be it his suggestion of Terra Refragatio, or anything else that might get suggested."

"It was also mentioned about possibly arranging the release of Zig detainees who may benefit the war effort. As this council has no official legal standing, im not sure how serious this request would taken by the authorities. However Lunk did mention about tagging, and im thinking what about if we can get an agreement to use those BRMC chips the MYRS project uses. it may inspire a little more confidence from the authorities."