View source for 2022-10-14: Fire and Ice

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! style="background:#CC6699; border: 2px #CC0033 solid; font-size: 110%;" align="center" colspan="2" | '''Title: Fire and Ice'''
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|'''Summary''':<br>
''After delivering a message through Mikoto to Yumi, Conflagria comes back to the mansion to gloat.  Takes place after <insert link here>''
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| '''Who:'''<br>
[[Benio Asuna|Conflagria]], [[Kinjiro Hiyama|Glacien]]
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| '''Where:'''<br>
A Mysterious Mansion
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| '''OOC - IC Date:'''<br>
October 14, 2022 - January 19th, 2016
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[[Category:Cutscenes]]

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The gilt halls shine, opulent, as Conflagria walks through them. She is a woman of average height aided by a formidable presence and a good pair of heeled boots, dressed all in red. Her dress shines in the firelight, with wide sleeves and a belted waist, and her long black hair hangs loose, but for two locks in the front secured with clips in the shapes of flames. 

And she makes a stop in a room, opulent with its paintings and golden table and fine wooden chairs, to stop in to see the man there. "It's done," she says sweetly, and he looks in turn to her with cold eyes. 

Glacien, for that is his title, regards Conflagria skeptically. "Is it, now?" He is not done up in magic, but in a black suit with a white tie and blue dress shirt. This does not stop him from much of anything. 

"Honestly... Using that girl to deliver your message. It's unseemly." 

"It's perfect," Conflagria counters. "She'll pass it along, and even 'help'. Maybe even help that boy to an early grave, if our little witch doesn't keep her properly contained. And even if she does..." 

"Her Majesty's will shall be carried out. Another stop closer." 

"...Yes. We serve Her. Remember that... next time you get so close to revealing how much we know to her. The HiME is not as stupid as you think." 

"She's a child with a sword, unprepared for the realms in which we move, as she always was. She is no threat. And the witch won't know we know about her. 'Yumi Ohzora' remains ignorant." 

"...Keep it that way, or /I/ won't be the one to take issue..." 

"Hmph. Don't question my loyalty, Glacien." 

"Only your competence, my dear." 

Conflagria rolls her eyes. "We'll see who's laughing when my Ogres are on the march. I don't know why I bother keeping you updated..." She starts to wander off. 

Glacien watches her go. "I can't allow her to gain the upper hand..." 

His hand curls, and he deliberates.