• Nobles of Null is a forum based roleplay site where sci-fi and magic collide. Here, Earth remains fractured and divided despite humanity reaching out to the stars. Worse still, the trans-human slaves of one major power have escaped, only to establish their own Empire, seething with resentment at abuses of the past. Even the discovery of aliens, though medieval in development, has failed to rally these squabbling children of Earth together with its far darker implications. Worse still, is the discovery of the impossible - magic. Practiced by the alien locals, nearly depleted and therefore rare, its reality warping abilities remains abstract and distant to the general populace. All the while, unseen in the darkness of space, forces from without threaten to press in. For those with eyes opened by insight, it is clear that an era is about to end, and that a new age will dawn.

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Hoshiko was not the mother-empress.

"Listen up you Zhūtóu (豬頭)!" the short tiger-princess leaped onto the Jiǔjiā (豬頭) table. All around her, men were quickly throwing out kicks and punches in a grand display of martial arts, while women fled and cowered in fear. "It's time we planned our upcoming mission - "

"Hand over the Sword of Destiny!" a brigand interrupted her, brandishing a knife. She glared down at the filthy peasant of mythical China and simply jabbed her finger at the man. He instantly started screaming as he blackened, derezzing with prejudice from their virtuality. The other NPCs all stopped to look on in shock at the incomprehensible horror that Hoshiko had visited. Just as quickly, another brigand picked up a teapot and made to smash it over her, only for him to blacken and fragment. Screams of absolute terror spread through the asian tavern, and with a clap, they all vanished.

"Playtime is over. I've put planning our op off long enough," the princess began, now leaping down from the table. Hoshiko was not the mother-empress, who's black-mood hid in the shallows of her smile to suddenly surface like a shark. "So there's caravans heading to one city, and we're sure it's all the major players in Aos'Si politics coming to gather. What do you all think we should do? I want to hear your opinions," she half grumbled, focusing more on arranging the appetizers into a crude map of the area.

Unlike her mother-empress, she seethed and bubbled like an angry pot that would scorch anyone who reached out without caution.
 
Xian would carefully evaluate the situation. There were temperamental princess' to consider, and the stain on their reputations from the last encounter. Xian would have to say something to establish herself. Her mother would inist on taking control of the meeting in its entirety! Be the most in charge of the situation!

But that wasn't all there was to think of.

She did have the clout to shout down someone like Oumijia or Wen, but the two princesses here wouldn't stand for such a thing.

She could speak up early, but that was an honor reserved for those of lower rank. A younger officer speaking first gives the higher officers a chance to correct them. A higher ranking officer being corrected by a lower one would be...


"Lets find out what they do for fun. Big party-thing. Hit'em with the Daqin bubbly and uh maybe some party favors. It'll be a ton of fun, how many of us have actually experienced how the Aos Si unwind?" Jun said, the princess jumping right into the middle of things with her own recommendation before Xian could get it together enough to speak.
 
Wen was wholly unbothered by events days prior. He would have plenty of private time to dwell on the embarrassment and failures, but right now, a job was a job.

He looked at the crude map made of food, which might as well have been a blank sheet to him. "What is our objective? Are we there on an assassination job? Just observation? Diplomatic contact?"
 
"Hmmmm..." For a moment, it seemed like Hoshiko was actually considering what Jun was saying, but Wen brought up some of the more important questions. "That's the thing. Intel is spotty. We don't know the parties involved, and since we are acting on our mother-empress's behalf, she's probably expecting us to at least get a feel for everyone before offing someone." By now, Hoshiko had assembled a large array of Dim sum on the table, and began spooning out hoisin sauce until they recognized some of the planet's topography.

Whether or not hoisin sauce was apocryphal to the Three Kingdoms Era though, nobody knew anymore - The Communists probably burned the records on accident or on purpose.

"So, we're going way south of Gūdú Shì (孤獨市), the sole city we have on the planet's surface," Hoshiko pointed to a cube of Hóngzǎo Gāo (紅棗糕) and traced downwards. "Recon suggests several caravans with person's of interest are gathering here," her finger lead them to some southern placed Shāomai (燒賣) to designate the place they'd be investigating. "It's one of the largest walled cities, and apparently has a large military host, even after sending most of it and their magic artifacts against us."
The Aos'Si had failed to eject the Daqinren thanks to lots of modern firepower, but the status quo was unsustainable.

"Oumijia, you've been quiet. New guy or not, I expect you to participate, even if it's being dumb like Princess Jun," she jabbed a thumb at her sister-in-law.
 
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