HL – Sic transit gloria mundi

The dark marble walls at The Baths shimmer from the water reflection.

A group of residents is gathering at one side of the huge pool.

Djehan is sitting in the middle, wearing a black armor and a rifle on her back.
Hibiki is standing against a wall, the smoke of a cigarette coming from behind his mask.
Celestalis is wearing warpaint and is sitting nearby. Behind him, five Crimson Merchants stand in their black and red uniforms.

Some Realcov managers are sitting among the crowd as well

On the opposite corner, Countess Frida Orsini, a thin lady wearing a large hat and a long dress, barely moves her chin to let Lawrence know she’s there.

At the entrance, two Crimsons stand behind a metal detector, while two AI’s, Magali and Rhea, help scanning everyone entering the area.
“Eldtrich Commons” says a dangerous looking woman, sporting two katanas on her hips, while she’s granted access.
Ambassador, in her shiny silverish outfit, is typing on a datapad, watching and listening.

Celestalis stands up and lights a cigar. The crowd stops mumbling.
“We didn’t suffer major damage. All missiles were stopped by our countermeasures.
Drones and their firebombs left some marks around, but we will rebuild.
Sincerely, I don’t even think we should fight back Nova Venetia, they can’t wait for it!
The giant doesn’t bother an ant passing in his garden, and so will do Hangars”

Djehan looks up and stands. She doesn’t look stoned as usual. “De minimis non curat praetor, my father always used to say. The chief magistrate does not concern himself with trifles. It’s latin!”

Celestalis blinks and lights up “Latin was the language of the ancient empire of Rome. They had many wise sayings. “Sic transit gloria mundi, is one I like! Here flows the glory of the world. We should have it on flags around the city, under Hangars Liquides logo!”

People suddenly stand up, raising their fists “Yes! Let’s print flags! Let’s place them all around the city!”

A dark haired young woman stands up “Realcov will pay for it”.
A man raises his hand “I’m Gabriel Adler. Hauer-Bosch will contribute.”
Lawrence smiles “Count the Crimsons in. And we will maintain the defense systems active all around town.”

Hibiki Ochs walks towards the door, then stops, turns towards everyone “Per aspera ad astra!” he says, bowing. Then, he leaves.

“Through hardships to the stars”, murmurs Frida, while lighting a cigarette.