A Meeting with the Chancellor [Closed]

[rivechancellor]

WHO: Chancellor Nachitah and those approved on the list
WHAT: Meetings to decide council members
WHERE: The Castle
WHEN: Day 58 (May 16) -- noonish

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[fuckingblondie]

Claire arrived slightly early, not to eager to be turned away from the meeting with the Chancellor for lack of punctuality. She was, still, representing not only the Resistance, but their group of leaders overall, as well. She couldn't mess up here, judged at every instant by the others. The cage-incident with Max had proven as much. Always critical

[rivechancellor]

"Please call me Ashire then, Claire," the woman replied. As she walked over to stand next to Claire, she continued speaking; her tone was pleasant, but formal. "Are you looking for someone? Last I heard the Chancellor intended to meet everyone separately..."

She held both hands in front of her body, clasped low at her waist. She was easily twice Claire's age but appeared to have aged quite well.

[fuckingblondie]

"Happy to," Claire said then, smiling, before looking around, as if, in fact, searching for the person in question. "Thank you."

"Yes," she went on, nodding. "Well. Chancellor Nachitah, of course. He... she? I've never seen the Chancellor or met... them in person, so I wouldn't recognize them if they crossed my path," she explained a bit sheepishly, giving a small smile.

[rivechancellor]

"Ah ha..." Ashire said calmly, taking in Claire's words. "The pictures in the journal and the assumptions of the other potential council members did not lead you to any assumptions of your own?"

She laughed a little. "Are you one of those who champions one gender over another?"

[solidor_heir]

This was the chance he had waited for ever since arriving. A young Heir, schooled in the art of Diplomacy. His world was that of scrolls, books and Senatorial meetings. Larsa felt more relaxed here than he did anywhere else in Rivelata. Just standing at the gates in his formal attire lent him a feeling of being at home

[rivechancellor]

Her smile grew broader at the young man's words. "I doubt you will be kept waiting long," she answered, "the Chancellor is always very punctual. I hope you are not too warm in such dapper attire, young sir, for while the afternoon is beautiful... Rivelata has always been quite warm."

She started walking towards him, but gestured to the bench nearby. "Would you care to take a seat while you are waiting?"

She was old enough to be his mother, but appeared to have aged quite well; her tone was formal but genuine.

[solidor_heir]

She had a lovely, pleasant smile that rubbed off on Larsa. It set him at ease to have an almost matronly presence before him. Since the boy was unused to it, he welcomed it.

"Oh, do not trouble yourself over that my Lady," a little boyish laugh, perhaps a faint blush "I am used to such formalities when it comes to dress codes. My home is quite warm too."

He observed her calmly, measuring her words. The Heir shook his head politely.
"I will decline, for it would be rude of me to sit whilst a Lady stands. But do sit with me, if it pleases you." Larsa added, in case she too wanted to sit.

Surveying the courtyard, he felt a pang in his heart at the sight of so many beautiful flowers. He had hoped to help grow such a garden with a motherly figure who had become fond of him, but it was never to be. She was gone now.
"Who grows the Gardens, my Lady? I saw you tend them, but surely it would tire you to tend such a large area."

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[rivechancellor]

"I will sit then so that we both might enjoy the view of the gardens," she replied and did then sit, but looked at him instead. "It is true I do not tend these gardens usually. However, I am familiar enough with the gardens that I can do so when it suits my fancy."

She did look out at the gardens then. "His name is Kigaoh Ga'ah. He has a special affinity for the plants which even I find hard to believe, but he is a professional, for he has worked these gardens long before I came to serve Her Majesty. I will pass on your appreciation for the garden when next I see him."

Looking back over at Larsa, she smiled again. "Surely there are such positions in the castle of your home kingdom?"

[caged_canaries]

Garnet had made it of the utmost importance to arrive on time, dressed in an embroidered, soft orange gown she'd chosen because of its resemblance to the white gown she'd worn at Alexandria. It had reminded her so much of home, which did much to quench her homesickness.

She remained silent as she was escorted, noting her surroundings with interest. Courtyards and guards were typical; she'd expected nothing less. Even so, she couldn't hide all of her excitement for being somewhere new, despite all the butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

Her escort's bow was met with one of her own-- rather, a more feminine curtsy-- and she turned her attention to the woman tending the garden. "Please, take your time. Thank you."

[rivechancellor]

"What a polite young lady you are," the woman remarked pleasantly. "The Chancellor is definitely impressed by manners, much like the Queen."

She set her tools down and moved toward the young girl, one hand outstretched towards the bench; her smile broadened, like a mother might smile at her daughter, and she inclined her head as she did so. "Would you care to take a seat? I know that I prefer sitting to standing - it helps calm the nerves, do you not agree?"

[caged_canaries]

"I believe ... it's much more productive to be kind and polite," Garnet replied kindly, moving to take a seat as it was offered. "And I do agree with you. Sitting is much less nerve-wracking!" She also did not want to seem too anxious, and would rise when the Chancellor met with her.

"Would you care to sit with me?" She asked, gently tapping the space beside her. "After working on these beautiful gardens, you must be tired."

[rivechancellor]

"In truth I am not the one who tends these gardens normally," she explained, "but yes I will sit." She then took a seat next to Garnet and stared out towards the gardens, hands on her knees through her dress. "There are times to be kind and polite, such as this," she murmured, "and then there are times when that is no longer an option. Do you feel that is true?"

The expression on her face was neither sad nor smiling; it was neutral now... calculating and thinking while she spoke.

[rivechancellor]

"Why thank you," she returned with a nod in his direction. "Are you an enthusiast as well?" She asked this as she moved towards him, hands in front of her body just below her waist.

"We could walk about the courtyard for a moment..." She indicated a small cobblestone path that wound its way around all of the bushes and flowerbeds. "If you would like."

[komuieee]

Komui was dressed in his best - long ago ditched the white scientist garb for something more native in grays and whites and blues. He adjusted his cuffs, stepping up to the gate, and allowing the guards to guide him into the castle, through courtyards, and gardens. They stopped in one open area decorated with luscious flowers and shrubbery. There was already a woman there, exquisite and all in white caught Komui's attention with her comfort, being so relaxed in an area such as this.

"Indeed. My name is Komui Lee, Supervisor of the Black Order though I doubt you have heard about us. We are...fairly new to Rivelata." He smiled fondly at her, then turned to sit on one of the benches. Crossed his legs, folded his hands over his knee.

[rivechancellor]

"My my, a Supervisor for the Black Order? That sounds extremely interesting..." She mumbled this as she moved towards him, hands in front of her at her waist. She wasn't much older than he was in appearance, but she offered him a formal tone all the same.

While remaining standing in front of him, she cocked her head to the side. "Might you be willing to tell me more about it?"

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[rivechancellor]

"Oh my apologies..." she said quickly, "Please call me Ashire, Master Komui, since you were so kind as to give me your name."

[komuieee]

"Not as interesting as you may think," he chuckled, standing as well. A tinsy bit modest perhaps. Komui knew fairly well how important the Black Order was in his own world - dimension - universe, but Rivelata...was home to many people from different worlds with their own important organizations. It would be hard to pick out which was the most interesting, the most profound though trying to stop the world from ending might be considered quite important. Aha.

"But for a lady...perhaps," he replied on second thought. "Ashire...you're a native of Rivelata, I presume?"