Urban Knights Storage Post

Velia Masuyo Nana Gilda D'Agostino sipped her glass of Sanguis Virginis Wine while she observed the menagerie down on the first floor from her position on the second floor. Her beautiful blue dress emphasizing her fair skinned supermodel figure perfectly. The dress leaves the top of her shoulders uncovered, but does cover the sides and flows down into a tasteful v-neck. It's a tight fit which emphasizes her breasts in an elegant and dignified manner. Her arms have been covered to just above her elbows. The sleeves start out loose and tighten towards the bottom where they form a perfect match with the color of her skin. The dress' waist is broad, but it's a loose fit. An elastic band within the dress perfectly accentuates her waist and breaks up the dress nicely. Below the waist the dress fits snug around her and has a mermaid style. The dress reaches to just above her ankles and is the same length all around. She's wearing slingbacks, they're simple, but radiate grace and refinement. To top it all off she's wearing a simple, but stylish necklace and one simple, but elegant bracelet.



Velia flipped her midnight black dark hair as her body reading caught everything from them. It was a talent she developed in adolescence and she'd been honing it ever since to the point that people were open books to her. Facial twitches, ticks, faint movements, gestures, breathing, eye movement, blinking, feet positions, it all told her so much! So much more than you could get from just talking to someone. She was receiving a flood of information from them like they were telling her their deepest kept secrets! They were spilling out corporate secrets to her and they didn't even realize it.

All she had to do was keep her eyes on the rabble while Apollonia moved them into position and guided the conversations.


Apollonia Annalisa Loredana Consolata D'Agostino is a beautiful young woman with white flawless skin, a slender figure, and long straight hair styled into a hime cut. She is usually seen wearing long dresses and hats. Youko usually has a cold, haughty, and authoritative demeanor. Her blood red dress leaves her shoulders uncovered, instead it's supported around her neck and flows down into a simple cowl neckline. It's a tight fit which adds to the grace and elegance of the dress. Her arms are only covered at her shoulders. A good choice too, as her skin and the color of the dress form a perfect combination. The dress' waist is wide, but it's a slim fit. A small, stylish belt is all that is needed as a perfect adornment. Below the waist the dress widens and has multiple diagonal layers from top to bottom. The dress reaches to just above her ankles and is the same length all around. She's wearing kitten heels, which adds simplicity and elegance. To top it all off she's wearing a gorgeous necklace and several jeweled bracelets.



"Come on, Larusso, lets be pragmatic here. Here you take that ball and you run with it, alright? You need to move forward on the solution-oriented writeoffs.
It used to be true that team-oriented opportunity blows them away with closure, however thanks to detailed marketing studies we have found that drop dead dates close the loop on the issue of an emerging major player. As always, design-led focus attacks the problem of ownership of vertical markets. A leadership position encapsulates major players. Extensible missions blow them away, so mind-blowing big deals really make it happen. Can we indeed say that proactive solutions have objectives? If we can foresee the benefits of strategic revenues, then the guesstimates will assure paradigm shifts." She explained.

"The new-generation human resource allocations have a standard mission statement. Surely, we can conclude that each and every one of you indicates that a schedule has team dialogues. A critical path steps up to the challenge of tangents, notwithstanding that a task-driven core competency passes the baton concerning each of you. Why do you think competitive mergers raise a flag over an established customer partnership? Because revolutionary human resource allocation will not enable execution. The mission statements have the customer base. A dealer channel has the alliances, so synergy bites the proverbial bullet. We have been looking into corporate transition phases. We feel that mobile 90% solutions will enable a best-of-class 90% solution. Signage ramps up progress on a tangent. An enabling sweet spot—which is most sophisticated—is going to have to be win-win because leading-edge horizontal markets step up to the challenge of the best-of-breed big deal. Bleeding-edge geographies ramp up progress on an alliance. Quality-oriented dialogue bravely signs off on mindshare. An enabling paradigm shift can sync up with a fiscal team. And that...that is where its at." She patted his shoulder. "Think about that and run with that ball, man."

Apollonia returned to her drink and she looked around the room for someone else interesting to talk to when Noa and Natasha walked into the gala. "Oooohhh la la!"

Apollonia signaled to her sister and then quickly closed in on the two new arrivals. They just felt so much more interesting than the others.



Noa and Natasha looked forward as a dark haired young woman in a red dress suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Hello, Hello! Welcome to the party! You two look new here and it is always just so nice to see fresh young faces." She offered her hand. "Apollonia Annalisa Loredana Consolata D'Agostino. Just Apollonia is fine."

"That's correct. In Greek mythology, there is a tale of Apollo falling in love with Coronis, a Thessalian princess of unsurpassed beauty. He ordered his divine messenger, a pure white raven, to guard her. Though Coronis was pregnant with Apollo’s child, she gave in to the advances of a mere mortal, Prince Ischys, and betrayed her divine lover. She never considered that Apollo, the God of Sun and Truth, could never be deceived by her lies. When Apollo’s Raven brought news to him of his lover’s infidelity, he became enraged that his avian messenger had not pecked out her mortal lover’s eyes. Apollo flung a curse so furious the raven’s white plumage was scorched black by his solar flames. He killed Ischys and sent his sister, Artemis, to slay Coronis with her deadly arrows. Other accounts indicate Apollo killed Coronis himself. After his act of vengeance, Apollo felt a pang of grief as he watched Coronis be placed on the pyre and the flames ignite around her. At the last moment, he removed his son from her womb and gave his newborn son, Asclepius, to Chiron. The wise centaur mentored Asclepius in the art of healing herbs. Thereafter, Apollo became associated with healing through his son, Asclepius, the god of medicine and healing. Coronis was set among the stars as Corvus, the crow. Also, you know, it's so close to my name." Apollonia joked.

(Wow she really knows her mythology.) Natasha noted. "That's very clever of you, Apollonia. How did you make it so lifelike?"

"Now that's a trade secret but rest assured, Apollo is only the tip of the iceberg at Paragonetworks."

(Sure enough. The D'Agostino Sisters really are something else. Huh? Wait, Sisters. Plural.) "Out of curiosity, is your sister here with you?"

"Oh, Velia? She's right up there."

They looked up to the second floor where Velia was observing them. Except as Natasha noticed it was more like she was studying them similar to how her contact lenses were allowing her to analyze everyone in the room she was doing almost the exact same thing with just her eyes!

Vilia raised her glass and began descending the staircase.

"Okay, I'm intrigued, can you expand on this? Is it like a Detective Agency or something else? Are you answerable to the law?" Apollonia asked.

"Are you?" Natasha questioned.

"Heh. I can assure you we are a perfectly legitimate company run by an honest corporate executive." Apollonia assured her.

"Why thank you sister. So. Paladin Investigations is it? Are you planning to pick up where Phantom Knight left off?"

Natasha looked up at Vilia in surprise. (Okay, her sister was fast, but did she just speed down those stairs? Is she a Powered? Or Augmented Or something else?)

Kenshin took a deep breath and calmed himself. He knew there'd be some changes to the town but nothing like this. The town he remembered had grit to it. And a little dirt. Parts of his time here wasn't pleasant yet he also had his share of good days with his sensei and the dojo. 

He looked around the central part of the town, from his memory it used to be merchants on every corner yet those are replaced with restaurants and traveling diners that replaced the sections where the merchants parked their place of business in. The city looks as clean as the air he's smelling.

With every technologically advanced city there has to be an A.I assistant that'll point to him where the Dojo is. After all he does have a mission, meet his family first then figure out how this came to be later.

He checks the map for a station where an A.I. guide is assigned to. Once he does he reflects to the day that he left Veridia to join the guild. He recalled warm goodbyes from some of the students and a few tearful ones from both Tami and Carina. Tami never wanted him to leave, part of her wanted Kenshin to stay and help run the dojo with her in the event her father is no longer with them. But Kenshin has his own path he wanted to take. And his sensei respected that, he always wanted Kenshin to follow his own path. At the time he got a chance to live out his dream, be the kind of hero that'll make his sensei proud. Then it all fell apart.

"BURN HIM! BURN HIM!!"

Kenshin shook that painful part of his past away. What happened had happened. The only option he has now is figuring out where to go from here. And he'd need his father's guidance more than ever.
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Just about a few city blocks away from where Kenshin is standing, on the rooftop of a 80 story building is a lone figure kneeling next to a dragon stature. The individual is a petite young lady with a slender figure. Dressed in a black hat, leather duster, pants, and boots that makes her look like n extra from an spaghetti western film. She aims her rifle at the city's newest visitor while humming Itsy Bitsy Spider.

She halts her aim and grins to herself, "Bullseye"

Lol I like these two already! They've got a good interaction going! Looking forward to seeing more of them!

Talk about a bait and switch! That's certainly one creative way to welcome someone home! Plus it's a good position. She can either welcome a friend home or snipe an intruder depending on the situation. Looking forward to seeing more of Chisana!