Note: I made a little moodboard for the Hotel AU to go with the snippet. Viktor belongs to @mids-dumbbrain <3

Warning: not proofread.

“I gotta know who’s the chef here.” Argen took swallowed a mouthful of his pasta. “The Elder Gods did something nice for once.”

“Ombra look!” Asfel called while wrapping a thin cabbage around a thin layer of jambon of and cheese. “And then,” He sealed it with a dark red sauce. “Mmph! Try it.”

I never stopped darting my gaze around occasionally even when I started making Asfel’s new discovery with the most basic items available in the hotel’s cafeteria. I was in the middle of pouring the sauce when my eyes landed on him. He leaned back in his seat, and smoothly shifted his attention to his cup of whatever.

“He’s been staring at you.” Ferriel mumbled.

I took a bite, the pleasant flavor faded into the background as I glanced his way again. A timy smirk spread across his profile. His chalk white skin, the red sigils on his bald head, they were all too familiar to go unnoticed.

“Who?” Argen blurted out.

Ferriel mouthed. “Quan Chi.”

Argen frowned. Something managed to sew his lips.

Quan Chi tilted his head, listening to the conversation between three other women. Most definitely pretentious. Of course, at least one third of his attention was left on me.

+++

Each floor of the hotel was everless. Each hallway went on for what seemed like forever. But reoccurring elevators put out the chill that creeped up your spine with each step you took. Not only that, but it also fueled me to keep taking closer glances at the doors and walls.

Doors and walls.

Again and again.

“Oh, thank god, someone’s here.” A boyish voice came from the other end.

Lord Falkus: protector of Metalrealm, God of all the metals

FaceClaim: Jeffery Dean Morgan

Ombra The Ironhead: Chief of Metalrealm Intelligence Service; Iron-bender

FaceClaim: Cara Delevingne (with some minor changes)

Ferriel: Head Speaker of the Parliament; Copper-bender

FaceClaim: Shohreh Aghdashloo

Asfel: Secretary of Interrealm Defense; Uranium-bender

FaceClaim: Cameron Monaghan

Isar: Secretary of Defense; Tungsten-bender

FaceClaim: Ashkan Khatibi

Argen: [Unknown, for now]; Lead-bender

FaceClaim: Skeet Ulrich

Lord Falkus: Chaotic Evil

Mentally unstable, narcissistic, manipulative, antisocial, remorseless, impulsive

Ombra the Ironhead: Neutral Evil

Analytical, calculated, detached, remorseless, manipulative, apathetic, prone to depression

Ferriel: Lawful Neutral

Motherly Figure, traditional, understanding, wants to save everyone, but is very exhausted

Asfel: Chaotic Good

Impulsive, boyish, “badass adorable”, is trying his best, understanding, wants everyone to be safe no matter what

Isar: Lawful Neutral

Fiercely loyal, rigid, stubborn, would die for Metalrealm, detached

Argen: True Neutral

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This is a snippet of Ombra’s first day in Black Dragon! Also, this is not proofread!

Ferriel (cupper bender) is the General of the Army and Argen (lead bender) is the General of the Air Force. Argen’s face claim is Robert Downey Jr. I’ll talk about him more.

The alarm went off. The worst sound in the world. With my eyes closed, I reached my hands to shut it up. I buried my face in my palms.

I had to get up.

I didn’t want to ruin my weekend by sleeping through it. And I did not. I had the whole day to myself, alone in my house, and without any social interactions. Everything was fine when I was preparing some omelette for breakfast until I sat down on the table to watch an episode while eating.

I was halfway through finishing my breakfast when my phone rang. On the screen was written: Ferriel.

“Yes?”

“Good morning, Atoosa. Uh, did I wake you up?”

“No. I woke up around an hour ago.”

“Good. Um, are you available right now?”

“Why?”

“Um, ok listen, uh, we’re having a meeting right now with this man called Kano.”

“So?”

“Argen didn’t tell us but it seems like he has made a deal with this man so he’d send us one of his mercenaries to train out soldiers. Argen said that mercenary is a very skilled shooter. He said his name is…Erron Black? Something like that.”

“Didn’t he tell you anything about who’s this Kano? Why would he want to hire a trainer while we already have the best trainers? What is he going to give Kano in return?” I clenched my fist, and reminded myself to stay collected. I could easily handle this. There was no need for frustration. The only thing clawing at my nerves was that I had to ruin my weekened just because he decided to spontaneous again.

Well, I would not do that. It was none of my concern, and he had to handle it all by himself.

“No I don’t know all the details. I just found out what is going on half an hour ago.”

“Then keep me out of this.” I ended the call.

+++

Argen won. When there are five people in charge of an important organization which its core responsibility is to protect the realm, the outcome is not always what each one of us wish it to be. And that’s why I demanded him to do the talking with this man named Kano. Argen didn’t usually listen to me in the first place, so I decided not to waste any unnecessary mental energy.

I rubbed my fingers together, and glared at Kano. I bet these four chiefs couldn’t tell if I was really angry or not as this permanent death stare was always painted across my features. To say the truth, I was annoyed. I did not need to be sitting there around the table listening to their discussions, but this seemingly Australien man had to know that Argen was not alone. He had to see with his own eye - the other being just a cybernetic one - that he had zero chances to execute his tricks.

He’s the general of the army in MRDO. He’s a sweet and compassionate man. He cares for Ombra no matter how much she’s cold and gaurded. He’s a cupperbender.

His face claim is Faramarz Aslani:

Out of all the metalrealmers you have created, ombra aside, which one would tolerate Yuki the most??

MIKAA <3

I’m considering all three versions of Yuki:

I think Asfel would actually befriend him. He’s the softest out of all them. He doesn’t have any questionable motives. He’s just there to protect his realm. And I think Yuki would be happy to see someone like him after dealing with Ombra lol.

Ferriel would also love Yuki. She’s not as soft as Asfel but she’s the motherly type who always tries to be the bigger person. She’d have deep conversations with Yuki at 3AM while scolding him why he’s up so late.

Argen would tolerate him, but he’d be an asshole to him sometimes. Nothing personal. He’s just wired like that.

Isar would be more like Ombra but neutral. “Not my agent, not my business.”