Manifesto_

@darkchild:

Many people have come to Serenity and Hope, and even more have simply stood out at the gates and peered inside wondering. But even fewer made appearances so abruptly, Daemon made his rounds through the courtyard as everyday he would. As he was performing his daily he noticed two individuals moving around his new home. Slowly he slunk into the shadows, as if they were here to harm they would not be outright. They would look as plain as any of the humans or base line mutants would, appear to be weak and feeble and show there true selves when the time was right. As the two began to speak to each other, keeping there attentions on each other did Daemon step out from the shadows. The darkness opened up and he stepped out, behind the two he looked them over before speaking. The man was something different from those coming before him, he seemed sophisticated but at the same time not wanting others to outwardly recognize that. The woman on the other hand wore her opinions of others on her at all times, her pigtails hid something deeper beneath the skin. As the continued Daemon spoke loud behind them with a tone that showed interest and caution "Hello..." Hoping not to startle them he waited for them to turn around.

The Insect King appeared fragile with his indirect movements. Hadrian could smell his dark energy sifting in the air, watching them before he brusquely emerged. Anxious energy. Not fragile as a person, but with his relationship with the world in it's entirety. It was a complex mix, someone so rare choosing to be so restrained. "Hadrian"his basso voice was low as he offered his smooth hand. "And this is my sister Chloe." His warm brown eyes shimmered over the open grounds. "I'd like to speak with you frankly in confidence, Daemon." His accent was a melange of Italian and French, suggesting an alien, indigenous language was in his polyglot reserve. Chloe cooly crossed her arms over her chest, staring down the Insect King.

He was one of the most elusive men. Rich, respected, cultured, well educated, sound health and isolated from the world. Hadrian streamlined his energy on Sienese policy for the past five years. The times were changing. Mutants were on the rise and the mutant gene became common phenomena. Occasionally the Sienese Prince glanced away from his indigenous work to catch events within the world. This year he happened to catch the Paradiso Incident. Learned he watched cementing no opinions on the situation, but one: " Would the United Powers quell the man calling himself the King of Insects?" ...because they usually did neutralize these world dissenters-- the ones breaking the shuffle and structure of their programmed, deceptive societies. In the end it was all encrypted codes translated as foreign languages that made them believe they were different. A planet divided and conquered. When Paradiso coverage reports revealed the oasis had been burned to a peeling scab all interest in the man had been diminished, Hadrian turned completely back to his Sienese work.

One Wednesday afternoon while he was eating his brunch alfresco, the King of Insects reemerged on the TV screen. The Paradiso Phoenix opened up in a candid interview about his new, open home called Serenity and Hope. Within the interview he offered an open invitation. Amused was the emotion Hadrian felt at that moment. He followed his amusement and set up a private flight to the United States with his sister Chloe in tow.

The haven layout was wide, expressive, eco friendly and expansive, "Very impressive, Insect King" the Sienese Prince walked the grounds with his onyx haired sister, Chloe. She wore her hair in her signature Rapunzel pigtails with barrettes, the color of the day was champagne. She decided on the shades of brown, yellow and blue for the season.

"I finally did my research after my cat nap and this guy fits. He just needs a sweet little dose of realism."Her lapis lazuli eyes scanned over the lush foliage as a hexing grin curved her bee-stung lips. "But maybe it's all just a front, Hadrian and we won't have to play the philosophy debate game." the debate would just irritate her and it was already a high possibility. Chloe thoughts put her in a vexing mood....

I love breakfast

@Glorious: @Ziccarra_Liafador:

Cementing the Red Cardinal role as the Malagan Ambassador, Hadrian emerged from the council audience. "Coercion and terrorism is the most barbaric tactic you could possibly use to attain what you want, ." The Siene Prince turned his back to La Magulena and the Anonymous Terrorist, facing the diplomats. "Mutants are real, gentlemen. And refusing to create policy for there existence will be your downfall." From his comfortable seating Larent Fabius (French Minister of Foreign and European Affairs) glared at the Sienese Diplomat, "Your country defines terrorism!" Hadrian understood Larent's comment served as the default statement any French diplomat spat out when addressing the Sienese Kingdom. He mentally deflected the statement and filtered across the room with blurring speed and streamlined for the man holding the Malagan Ambassador hostage. With astonishing speed and simultaneous motion, he punched at the man's wrist to disarm his weapon and gripped his forearm to execute a herculean shoulder throw to send him reeling across the room and into the adjacent wall.

Convert

Damn, Azealia.

LMMFAO.

We caught the Dope video at end saw Rick Ross and Tyga twirling in fur and just burst out laughing. The industry is full of cornballs.

@AmazingAngel said:

@Manifesto_: True Blood what the hell is that? Thats a picture of ME!

@_Creed_:Haha...You might want to. The ending I got, not too nice.

@AmazingAngel: Notes to avoid True Blood gifs to avoid rousing fans

@_Creed_: Thought so you lost your spunk for a second