Secret Bullshiet
The hooded figure nodded his head. "We fear it may be inevitable, yes. The Queen has deemed it necessary for the security at the Council to be elevated, as such, she has requested you send two teams of your choosing and she will send two more teams as reinforcements."
"I am nature's weapon. You are unfit to carry on your species, and I shall ensure that you do not do so!" - Charles Darwin, XCOM SniperPius gave an instinctive nod as Ozpin hung up. He put his Scroll away before laying back on the couch he was in.
"Well, that's all we can do about this." he commented as he stared at the ceiling again. "It's up to Ozpin to use that information properly. Theoretically, he should."
Allurand and surrounding world loading, 28%...Ieria nodded her head and glanced at Claudius' portrait. His stern visage watching over her. Grandfather, give me strength... she prayed mentally. "One way or another, I'm sure he'll think of something. If not one of our teams, perhaps a veteran team will be assigned to track them down "
"I am nature's weapon. You are unfit to carry on your species, and I shall ensure that you do not do so!" - Charles Darwin, XCOM SniperLecture
Raqib said nothing as Rufus made his grand speech about how nobility in Vale was made up but his distaste was palpable. When his partner was finished, the Vacuan finally spoke up. "How exactly are you different than the Command Castes, then, my liege? You still take away opportunities from those who did not have the decency to be born into riches."
He abruptly stood up. "You do not need to like or agree with Vacuan practices nor do I need to like or agree with Valean ones. That said..."
Raqib paused and approached his partner and offered up his hand for a shake. "You don't wave your wealth or power around like its your weapon. You might just have what it takes to be an honourary Enforcer Caste yet, my liege."
"Evii is right though" -Saturn "I didn't know you were a bitch Evii." -Lior ValRufus shrugged and took his hand, "Well, I am the Champion of my clan, I am removed from politics to be made a warrior."
He rolled his eyes in thought, "Oh yeah, where was I? Yes, Rasclet and Rouge are in town.
"My family enjoys keeping its bloodline strong with warriors, and so those who are not warriors are breeders," Derision entered his voice at that, "To find strong warrior to add to the family. And I made the sorrowful mistake of telling the matron how great warriors you two are. You, a Vacuoan Warrior Caste.
"And you, CRGS's champion," He told Calypso, "I have unwittingly earmarked you as prime candidates to be added to the family."
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I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialGlynda Goodwitch's Room
After Ayers had left him alone, Davros cooked another piece of swordfish very quickly in the oven, and put it on one of the devices which the locals seemed to like using, called a 'plate', and jumped out the window with it. After getting lost a few times, asking for directions once or twice, and accidentally entering an eternal blood feud with a squirrel in one of the trees outside, he had finally managed to track down Glynda Goodwitch's room. With his left hand busy holding the plate with the fish on it, he knocked on the door firmly with his right hand, hoping she was in.
Dorm CRGS
"That sounds awfully cruel," Rufus admonished him. Dreamily, he added, "And like awful lot of money.
"Rasclet is a nice boy, to be true, but not very wise, and easily besotted. If I warn him, I run the risk of stringing this out and he becomes infatuated with Calypso. Just like he did all those other girls. And he'll have his heart broken, just like all those others times.
"No, let Calypso maul him. A good violent rejection will keep this wound from festering. It'll be like ripping off a bandage."
"It was a mission that went horribly wrong," Dex said to Jack. "A King Taijitu ambushed the others and destroyed them. They survived, but they were barely alive... they couldn't possibly go on. I don't know what happened to them afterward..."
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Let's let events play out as they will. What happens in WAOA stays in WAOA.

"Aw hell, guys..." Ayers moaned, "I think I may know a guy." He leaned back in his chair. "I sincerely hope it ain't him, but that hunter, right, Gost? I ain't hearda him in awhile. The man liked to build real weird weapons'n test'em in combat. Called himself an innovater. Parrently his pappy 'r gran'pappy made the first gun-sword. I'll tryda git in touch with'im, but if'n I can't... We may have a problem."