-Safira pulls out an NEP uniform-
-A green jumpsuit-
Safira: I managed to procure some uniforms for you all, should you wish to take a discretionary route. I do not have enough for everyone, so you should take this chest back to your hotel and decide who shall be wearing them before you strike out.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."In the backroom of the Ranger, Liman, Osvald and Anri are suited up in the olive green, their sidearms carried in belt pouches, heavier weapons in their packs and their heavier carbine in shoulder slung utility bags. Before they arrived here, suppressors were set up and Liman and Osvald added a pair of welding masks to their own gasmasks, with Anri and Lars putting theirs away. Lars is dressed up similarly, looking at the three men before him.
"Now, men.", he started, pacing around in a small circle. "We are about to embark on our first mission on a foreign soil that is not native to our planet. The stakes are high, our tasks difficult and the day is long. While we are not in any methods tied to the people living here, we are hired for a task, and that is what we will do."
"I will ask none of you to do exceedingly excessive nor suicidal actions, nor to do anything such that your results are comparable to maestros and master artisans. What I want, is that each and every one of us—"
He paused, "—Does our respective tasks well. "
"I have faith that should all preparations be made, should nothing be neglected and each of us were to do our duty, then we will not fail. Dismissed.", as all of them went back to checking their equipments.
всегда верен-Omar is currently in his room, doing what he usually does before embarking on anything he considers a "mission", aka praying and fasting-
-Meanwhile, Asagi is...sitting in the lobby. Staring at a television that's just outputting static-
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-Why not?-
Lars dusted himself off as he stood, his violin and bow held in one hand, walking towards Safira as he nodded.
"While you and Mr. Quartz here is talking—would we be able to perform in your bar?"
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