Elite Comic Universe PBP

Bishop seemed intrigued by that and said, "Interesting idea."

Bishop chuckled but did not say anything.

“Surprised me as well, the usage of the name met with opposition but I find it intriguing. A synthetic intelligence unshackled from humanity. Seeking to be the ebay version of itself it can be. That is the perfect distillation of the Pantheon philosophy,” he said, putting a glass down for Arturo. “H...

“Likewise, apologies for the misdirection. It was not my place to speak for Cardinal,” he admitted. He got up and poured water for Arturo.

They are brought to a meeting room on the fifteenth floor and waiting there is Bishop and another woman, Street Witch. Bishop greeted them, "Thank you for coming, can I offer you a drink?"

He chuckled as he waved over his shoulder.

Over the earpiece she heard from Ayesha, "So what is the plan now? This sounds like a trap, but if not, am I going to Shanghai now?"

"I am glad we could find an understanding, I shall be going then," he left the damaged smart phone and departed unless stopped.

"Shanghai, tomorrow in the morning, unless you desire haste?" he offered.

"Patience is a virtue, and doubly so for when dealing with the young," he responded. "I have given my terms, Miss Hall."

"The best I can do is arrange a meeting, we have a code of conduct and honor. Then you can do as you please. Will that suffice," he responded.

“Of course, get to your point,” he said dryly.

"You are aware she just sacrificed you as one would a pawn?" “Well it’s only a sacrifice if you decide to hold me accountable for their actions. I came here in good faith, and although I am disappointed in the way Cardinal has abused my trust, I can also understand the reason,” he said calmly. “So ...

"Well, that is... well it is what it is," Bishop said leaving the phone on the table.

“Thank you,” he said putting down a smart phone.

“It was not meant to be a threat, your synthetic intelligence does not wish to be found. If you do not believe me, I can allow them to speak for themselves. Would that be acceptable?” Bishop responded.

He has a magnetic charisma as he replied, "It's my chosen name, the one that matters most to me. I know you are a person of business so I won't waste your time. I wanted to share a message from a new friend. Stop looking for her."

Bishop was seated in a chair by a large window overlooking a garden below. A handsome older man, perhaps maybe late thirties, well dressed and his accent was definitely British. He stood and said, "Miss Hall, it's a pleasure. I am sure you know by now, but my name is Bishop and I am honored to have ...

Miles said nothing during the confrontation, startled that Tsehay Moqe seemed to have a huge problem with the random guy he had met at the kimchi festival. Could Bishop have Pantheon ties? Curious, Miles followed the departing Bishop with his Thousand Mile Vision, trying to get some idea where the ...

Noblesse oblige, persuasion roll | 1d20+16 ⇒ 36 Bishop smiled and gave her a respectful nod, “As much as I would like to share a moment of solidarity, I have to agree with your insight. Tsehay Moqe, you have my condolences. Please think of the fallen, baseline or Elite; life is life and taking it s...

Galatea did not want to interfere. Not now. Not seeing the way this was going. But she could help diffuse the situation, thus she needed to try. She got closer and rested a gentle hand Tsehay's shoulder "I do not know the nature of your strife...but people here are grieving and you know this. Salt ...