Kimby
Soft Apocalypse
Prologue: Starting Trouble
October 15th, 1857 | 9:00 am
A young woman carrying a large traveler’s bag approaches a man lost in thought. It had been a foggy morning in central London. The morning rush of people starting their day cleared up not too long ago. Alone at the front of the newly repurposed Bovril Factory stood Edgar Kinsley. He looked upon the building in its awe as he knew the real purpose for its design- to house the operations for the newly formed Queen's Hand. For Edgar, he knew this was only the beginning despite months of hard work it took them to get the agency up and running prior. Despite winning the war and establishing protection laws, those with abilities still had a long road ahead to being accepted into society. The name "unholy" was still being used regularly despite negative connotations. Which is why the factory must be used as a cover and why the Queen's Hand must operate as discreetly as possible, or anti-ability groups and crime syndicates would stop their operations at every turn.
The young woman, Eve Kinsley now stands to the side of her father, letting him finish his thoughts before speaking up.
“Ife and Arjun have finished their ends of preparation, and those who requested to be housed in our agency’s dorm have been settling in. So what of you?” Her voice carried a tone of mild curiosity but mostly full of worry. Edgar looked back at his daughter Eve and gives her a warm smile before taking the traveler's bag out from her hands.
"I've been better, if not for the pressure from the Queen and Parliament I would have let our new friends have more time to adjust." Edgar lets out a sigh and checks his pocket watch. All new recruits were to arrive later at 2:00 pm for an introductory meeting…at least that’s what they were told.
“An old man like me shouldn't keep everyone waiting. Arjun should be here with the recruits later today…be sure to give them a warm welcome.”
He gives her one final nod before disappearing into the factory.
2:05 pm
It’s been about 2 weeks since those that chose to live in the South Bank House moved in. They have all been spending much time settling into their new environments and receiving some training from their mentors. Though the anticipation of starting their jobs at the agency has been building on most minds, there was also a side of uncertainty as well. There was the knowledge that part of the job was to handle cases of superpowers being used for “evil”, yet no one was told how they’d achieve that. While vigilantism was a popular approach, the Queen’s Hand was supposed to be a more organized manner of handling things. Still, the thought of being a "superhero"… a rather new and unexplored concept, was thrilling, to say the least.
Everyone for the most part was up and bustling through the house. While some chose to keep to themselves, others didn’t mind the company. They were going to be working together after all. After a lunch prepared by the house mother, Ms. Agatha- they were told to be ready for the first official meeting in the common room by 2:00 pm. Even those that chose not to live in SBH were told to come there anyway.
In the middle of the room stood a man dressed in bright colors and a dark green turban. Some of you will recognize him as Arjun Karim, head of the Support Department. He stands still, not moving from his spot but greeting those who were coming into the common area. After it looked like every agent in the unit was finally in the room he clears his throat.
“I hope you’ve all been resting well. As you know the official introduction meeting started at 2:00.” He looks around the room and gives a sly grin. “But it isn’t taking place here… so you’ll all be late since headquarters is on the other side of the Thames River.” Arjun claps his hands together and laughs,
“But don’t worry friends, please- let us all join hands and pray that Director Kinsley doesn’t rip you a new one.” He stretches his hands out and waves for everyone to come closer, his face gives off a joking feeling but behind his eyes you’re all sure that he’s being 100% serious. Since the meeting was supposed to start 5 minutes ago, what else do you have to lose?
A young woman carrying a large traveler’s bag approaches a man lost in thought. It had been a foggy morning in central London. The morning rush of people starting their day cleared up not too long ago. Alone at the front of the newly repurposed Bovril Factory stood Edgar Kinsley. He looked upon the building in its awe as he knew the real purpose for its design- to house the operations for the newly formed Queen's Hand. For Edgar, he knew this was only the beginning despite months of hard work it took them to get the agency up and running prior. Despite winning the war and establishing protection laws, those with abilities still had a long road ahead to being accepted into society. The name "unholy" was still being used regularly despite negative connotations. Which is why the factory must be used as a cover and why the Queen's Hand must operate as discreetly as possible, or anti-ability groups and crime syndicates would stop their operations at every turn.
The young woman, Eve Kinsley now stands to the side of her father, letting him finish his thoughts before speaking up.
“Ife and Arjun have finished their ends of preparation, and those who requested to be housed in our agency’s dorm have been settling in. So what of you?” Her voice carried a tone of mild curiosity but mostly full of worry. Edgar looked back at his daughter Eve and gives her a warm smile before taking the traveler's bag out from her hands.
"I've been better, if not for the pressure from the Queen and Parliament I would have let our new friends have more time to adjust." Edgar lets out a sigh and checks his pocket watch. All new recruits were to arrive later at 2:00 pm for an introductory meeting…at least that’s what they were told.
“An old man like me shouldn't keep everyone waiting. Arjun should be here with the recruits later today…be sure to give them a warm welcome.”
He gives her one final nod before disappearing into the factory.
2:05 pm
It’s been about 2 weeks since those that chose to live in the South Bank House moved in. They have all been spending much time settling into their new environments and receiving some training from their mentors. Though the anticipation of starting their jobs at the agency has been building on most minds, there was also a side of uncertainty as well. There was the knowledge that part of the job was to handle cases of superpowers being used for “evil”, yet no one was told how they’d achieve that. While vigilantism was a popular approach, the Queen’s Hand was supposed to be a more organized manner of handling things. Still, the thought of being a "superhero"… a rather new and unexplored concept, was thrilling, to say the least.
Everyone for the most part was up and bustling through the house. While some chose to keep to themselves, others didn’t mind the company. They were going to be working together after all. After a lunch prepared by the house mother, Ms. Agatha- they were told to be ready for the first official meeting in the common room by 2:00 pm. Even those that chose not to live in SBH were told to come there anyway.
In the middle of the room stood a man dressed in bright colors and a dark green turban. Some of you will recognize him as Arjun Karim, head of the Support Department. He stands still, not moving from his spot but greeting those who were coming into the common area. After it looked like every agent in the unit was finally in the room he clears his throat.
“I hope you’ve all been resting well. As you know the official introduction meeting started at 2:00.” He looks around the room and gives a sly grin. “But it isn’t taking place here… so you’ll all be late since headquarters is on the other side of the Thames River.” Arjun claps his hands together and laughs,
“But don’t worry friends, please- let us all join hands and pray that Director Kinsley doesn’t rip you a new one.” He stretches his hands out and waves for everyone to come closer, his face gives off a joking feeling but behind his eyes you’re all sure that he’s being 100% serious. Since the meeting was supposed to start 5 minutes ago, what else do you have to lose?
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