Plasmatropolis (Un-cursed) [OLD]

Occurrence

The Black Plasma team, excluding Omeleto, as well as Achillean, Nitrox, and Galleous were seated at a round table, having a meeting to discuss the recent events.

"Omeleto recently called me." David claimed. "He was sent to deal with Osivian, but Osivian tried to kill him and there was a fight. Apparently Osivian got away. We now have another vigilante on our hands."

"Is that really how he repays us after what we did to prove his innocence?" Sam asked. "I put all that effort into defending him in court only for this. I'm disappointed."

"As am I. I thought Osivian was far better than this." David agreed.

"And what is the report on William and his antics?" Nitrox questioned.

"From what I've heard, they've identified him by now." David stated. "His full name is William Edward Lothan. He's a rich businessman from outside the city. Apparently he used to live here but moved out after his son was murdered by a Mendoris during a gang shootout. It's also notable that a group of police were bribed not to stop the killer even though they had the chance. That explains his motives."

"That's nice and all David, but what I want to know is how disastrous his attacks are getting." Nitrox corrected.

"It's way worse than I would've thought. Apparently William and his reprogrammed Droug armies occupy an entire district of Plasmatropolis. The police and military reinforcements have set up a blockade to stop them from spreading further, but there's no guarantee it'll hold them off forever."

"The interesting thing is that William hasn't done anything bad to the civilians." Sam added. "His forces are completely ignoring them. Most citizens have just locked themselves at home. His only hostages are police officers and Ardoni, maybe because he holds grudges against both for his son's death."

"And Thalleous?" Thomas asked.

"Well, we haven't heard much from Thalleous in a while. I'm sure he's in a horrendous mental state after what happened to Tygren." David pointed out.

"How else would he feel?" Galleous asked, "Tygren was his best friend, so his assassination would cut him deeper than any blade."

"Aye."

Achillean was silent for most of the discussion, though he added, "We'll have to be careful if we ever return to the Outerlands, he'll most likely be ordering more patrols and guards around his headquarters."

"That's reasonable," Knight noted, "Though if we ever have to confront him, I'd rather he were calmer and more reasonable during a fight. If he fights like a berserker, then we have little to no chance of getting rid of him."

"I hope that we don't have to kill him," Galleous added,"He may be evil but he's still my brother."

"This is an incredibly sticky situation, with Ingressus injured, two Sendaris madmen and a second Droug invasion to boot-" Skyfall sighed, "Oh well, this situation won't get better on its own, we might as well try our best to stop it sooner rather than later."

"Then let us conclude this meeting, and allow us to mull over our conversation." David declared.

The members dispersed, filing out of the room one by one. Out in the main lobby of the Black Plasma residence, Thomas, David, Sam, Knight and Skyfall headed towards their offices, Achillean, Galleous and Nitrox heading towards the exit, when Derp came up to them. Achillean nearly forgot that he was involved in the fighting too, though less noticeably. His expression had lost his usual cheerines, and was instead, replaced by a slightly sad smile.

"Hey Derp, how have you been?"

He shook his head, as he never really spoke.

"In all honesty, same here." Galleous said.