Anomalous Containment Squad (IC, SEMI-OPEN)

by **Atkemri** » Fri Nov 09, 2018 3:04 pm

ASP Training site
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"You are free to leave the truck. You all better be ready for some intense training." with the press of a few buttons the team was free. For the last few days they were being collected and sent to the training site. They were thrown in a truck, then put in a ship, and then another truck that finally moved then into the facility. The training site itself was a large building with no windows and multiple security cameras scattered about the one room they were in.

The walls and floors seemed reenforced with some material, but with simple observation one could not be able to tell what it was. There was a large blast door in front of them that was easily at least 7 feet tall and a screen showing TEAM K-235. The door slowly opened revealing an old man wearing tactical gear. He had a large scar across the side of his face resembling a slash from a lion along with an eye-patch covering the left eye.

The man walked forward, looked around at the gathered together team and proceeded to walk inside the blast doors expecting them to follow him. Inside was a large projector that covered the whole wall. He turns it on and the video started to play

The man scoffed "That video was always stupid" His voice was gruff and deep fitting his appearance perfectly. He hit a button on the wall and it rolled open revealing multiple beds with their names above each of them. "My name is Bradly Henderson, and I am your superior. I'm not going to give you any physical training because if you're here you don't need it. We will have our first mission tomorrow. Prove to me you are competent and I might be a little more open. For now talk to each other or whatever. I have to arrange getting some permanent lodging for us."

by **Crysuko** » Fri Nov 09, 2018 3:15 pm

Sanato cut in, his voice severe. "let's not mince words, this is kidnapping, and my loyalty is only to Crysuko. There had better be a good explanation for this, else my cooperation is not guarenteed" he cracked one of his knuckles "shall we say". He was a man of talents, and kenw when to charm, and when to threaten. Even though he was at a disadvantage here, if nothing else he could gather information, and if needed, pretend to go along with this "ASP" business, and make a break for it when he could. His survival training as well as knowledge on how to disappear would be of great use here. But for now, he would find out what he could.

by **Democratic Exodian Territories** » Fri Nov 09, 2018 5:30 pm

by **Polish Prussian Commonwealth** » Fri Nov 09, 2018 6:13 pm

by **Deutschess Kaiserreich** » Sat Nov 10, 2018 2:54 am

Victoria sat on the cold metal chair as she heard the protest of one of the new memembers as he questioned his loyalty to his nation. She rolled her eyes in disgust. How could such a man call this service treason with his nation when he was serving it in the highest of regards. However the man saw her action and gave a her a nasty look. The world was filled with immature children and as arrogant as she might seem Victoria felt she was one of the only adults in this world. She asked in the a calm voice “What is the mission comrade.”.

by **Wahrheitland Solar** » Sat Nov 10, 2018 7:06 am

Helmuth Schafer was excited, he was now so close to his prize. He had spent the past year and a half of his life as this character, this "James Burke" It had been a excruciating experience, to not slip up, to live the life of someone Helmuth would have considered morally abhorrent, but Helmuth had endured. He had learned the language, mannerisms, and worldview of the people of this world. He had fought in unjust wars, and bled the blood of the innocent to get to this point, but it would all be worth it in the end. He served the Emperor, he served the Solar Imperium, and the people of Yggdrasil.

The Solar Imperium, despite being relatively technologically advanced compared to this world, was still quite ignorant when it came to the secrets of the universe. They needed all the knowledge they could get if they were to survive the untold horrors of the universe. The ASP and this world by extension held a treasure trove trove of anomalous objects. Perhaps with their study, the Imperium could get one step closer to understanding the truth.

Helmuth had tried to make a mental map of the route to this facility, but the fact that they traveled in three different, windowless vehicles made that a challenge. The fact that this facility was also windowless also bode ill, he would have a much more difficult time getting his bearings on exactly where the hell they were, or what was outside now.

The security cameras were also annoying, it seemed that the ASP were prepared for people just like Helmuth, infiltrators trying to steal their secrets. It made sense that they were being so cautious, this squad was created through kidnapping, threats, and greed. The ASP was smart not to trust the squad, but it begged the question why they hired members the way they did in the first place. In any case, through paying attention to the vibrations made by the movement of the truck, Helmuth believed that he knew at least the general direction of the port.

Helmuth also took note of the middle aged, bald man, currently threatening their new boss, It didn't seem like he appreciated being put in a death squad against his will. But he was stupid to make that known, he acted as if he could fight his way out of this all by himself. Would have been smarter to wait for the chance to escape, instead of letting the enemy know his belligerence. Now they would just pay extra attention to him, if they don't kill him for the threat anyway. Still at-least he let himself be known as a potential asset, he could be useful. Helmuth didn't know what to make of the others yet, he would keep a low profile, observe them, and then decide on who he could use, and who needed to be avoided. And so he sat quietly at the back of the group, a million thoughts racing through his head.

by **A m e n r i a** » Sat Nov 10, 2018 9:37 am

The Amenrian walked in through the blast door with his would-be teammates, following the scarred man. Ryuga was a giant of a man, standing at least 190 centimetres tall. He watched the video presented, though his green, reptilian eyes glanced at the others and around the room every once in a while.

The scarred man introduced himself, and another person proceeded to threaten him, seemingly unaware of the situation they were in. Ryuga simply looked Sanato and grunted, waiting to see what will happen before he says something.

by **Atkemri** » Sat Nov 10, 2018 11:25 am

Bradly looked over at the bald middle aged man complaining about being kidnapped. He had delt with this before in his old squad. Those were the good days, but those would never be able to come back. Not after the Stockholm incident. Nothing would be coming back after that. To the man in question he could only quote one of his late squad members "You can either realize that this is greater than you and move on or get hunted by the ASP for the rest of your life. Your choice."

Another member of the squad asked him about the mission; he was not usually privy to such information, but for the special occasion of the team's first mission the Foundation had decided to let Bradly know. "Some Arsonist in Hungary seems to be causing trouble. Problem is he has some sort of..." he stops looking at one spot on the case-file attempting to sound something out "pie-ro-keneezsus or however you say that. To make it short he can make fire with his mind." Pressing a button on the wall, the door to the teams common room began to close. "That's enough questions. Go bother each other or something. In 5 hours go to sleep."

by **Polish Prussian Commonwealth** » Sat Nov 10, 2018 12:47 pm

Karl Störtebeker von Danzig leaned against a wall. He light up a cigarette and sat down on a bed.
He abruptly stood up and rushed to Bradly. "Listen, I don't give a fuck about what I do here, but grant me this. I want to see my little girl. I don't care if it's letters, meeting her in-person, a fucking pair of cans with 2 strings, or you goddamn drafting her into the ASP, I want to see her."

by **Crysuko** » Sat Nov 10, 2018 4:37 pm

Cautiously, Sanato sat down. "pyrokinesis? really?" he inwardly complained. "MRS4 would eat these lunatics alive. But Hungary, that I can work with" he leaned forward, resting his chin on his hands. In his head, he began to form a plan "they don't have a Crysukon embassy, but I can survive. I'll play along until we're boots on the ground. and after that, duck and vanish." His brow furrowed in thought "they'll have the transport hubs covered, so it'll be a long hike, hitchhiking, pickpocketing and living off the land. I'll head south, and hopefully reach Athens. I'll be able to call for covert pickup from there. Until then, play nice"

he looked back up "pyrokinesis, eh?" he said, feigning interest "care to elaborate?"

by **Deutschess Kaiserreich** » Sat Nov 10, 2018 5:01 pm

Victoria walked silently to her assigned bed ignoring then the dozen of people passing her. Someone asked her something but she ignored him as she was starting to get a blazing headache. She barely managed to get the door to her quarters before her headache felt like someone was smashing a chisel into the her head. Her knees buckled and she collapsed onto the cold metal floor shaking. She tried to crawl towards her bed but another attack happened and everything went dark. Everything was a mess of random Colours but started to turn into recognizable shapes. Victoria felt herself land in a familiar couch and leaning over a familiar shoulder. She looked up to see a man thrice her age telling her everything was going to be right and that he would always be there. Then everything shifted violently and she was in a car but everything outside was just dark. She saw her parents at the front of the car and realized where she was. She screamed and banged on the windows but nothing seemed to happen. She tried to punch her father but she screamed in pain as his face felt like steel. All of a sudden out of the Black void a truck appeared and Victoria screamed at the top of her lungs. She awoke to find herself screaming at the top of her lungs her grasping at the air. She couldn’t stop and just kept screaming until she heard the door open and someone stopped her.....

by **Democratic Exodian Territories** » Sat Nov 10, 2018 5:02 pm

ASP Training Site [GHOST LOCATION]

So far, Sergeant Romeo "Dartfrog" Alcono had kept his mouth shut as he had walked through the blast doors, brooding as he normally did. But it was obvious with the glint in his dark brown eyes that he was very displeased by the development he'd been involved in. He constantly scanned the room and gave glaring looks into every camera, and coldly snubbed Bradly any response.
Quite frankly, while Corporal Andretta Jansa was much more... civil than her superior officer, she also was clearly uncomfortable with her new environment.

Suddenly, he stood up from his steel-framed cot and started to pace, the gunmetal combat jacket over his indigo fatigues rustling softly with the clack of his boots.
Eyes to Sanato, he began to speak. "I'm not one to agree with communists, but this certainly is a kidnapping."
Then, he turned to Bradly with an upset, disgusted expression. "Is this how you treat professionals? My organization has worked with yours for quite a long time; but despite the record and considering how you've handled this, I'm starting to lose faith incredibly quickly."

Andretta breathed an exasperated sigh. "Sir... Romeo, please. Calm down. You don't want to provoke anyone here, no matter what the circumstances are."

"Then they shouldn't have provoked me." Romeo shot back, face-palming and wiping his forehead with his own sigh. He turned to the group again, the glint in his eyes returned.
"I'm going to be very honest with you all. I trust very little of you to handle a situation like I've seen on the battlefield, let alone save a life." Pausing to pace some more, he kept going. "In fact, I doubt all of you are even human. There's clearly something very wrong with some of you." His expression started to grow somewhat more angry, as he stared directly at Ryuga's face, his sparkling browns matching the Amenrian's greens. While he was about a foot and a half shorter than the man, Romeo defiantly maintained his indignation.
"What about you, you bakla prettyboy?" The ABSD sergeant scoffed. "Got something to say?"

by **A m e n r i a** » Sat Nov 10, 2018 10:28 pm

Ryuga wasn't the only one who didn't say a word up until now. There was another one, who just got up after sitting down on his bed all this time and began to walk across the room, adressing various members until his eyes finally met Ryuga's.

"What about you, you bakla prettyboy? Got something to say?" The brown-eyed man stared directly at him and asked. A reply with a deep voice escaped his mouth. "To you specifically, not yet. But to all of you.." He turned to look at his other teammates. "I've fought a pyromancer before. The idea is to tire 'em out then hit 'em hard, and try not to piss 'em off too much in the process." He then looked at the squad's female members with a stern face. "You ladies gon' be okay sleeping here?"

by **Deutschess Kaiserreich** » Sun Nov 11, 2018 3:21 am

Victoria thought someone had entered the room and stopped her screaming her heart out. It was her mother wishing her to go to sleep. Victoria blinked and she was gone and Victoria was alone in her room sweating crazily. She stood up using a nearby chair to help herself up. She stood breathing heavly and trying to remember her dream. This was not the first time she had such a dream before but every time it hurt just as much. She sat down on her chair and looked at the time. She had been unconscious for 7 hours and even though her room had no windows she guessed it was probably about to be sunrise. Even though she had 7 hours of sleep Victoria felt she had just run a 10 km marathon. She blinked constantly to keep the sweat out her eyes but they just kept coming. Victoria smelled herslef and then wished she hadn’t. “A shower would be nice. I wonder why they don’t put one in my room. Should ask the about it latter.” She thought. She stood up and tried to open the door but she’s couldn’t. Every time she tried to open the door her fingers slipped or the knob wouldn’t move. It couldn’t have locked from the outside as there were no keyholes outside. She kneeled down and stared at the crack at the bottom of the door and saw a shadow pass by. She counted the time before between the shadows passing and found that they would put as such at earl your the same time. The hallway out side was being patrolled by at least two guards and in heavy gear as well judging by their short and heavy strides. Victoria decided to wait until sunup to take a shower and crawled into her bed. She closed her eyelids and hoped that she wouldn’t dream again.

by **Wahrheitland Solar** » Sun Nov 11, 2018 5:59 am

Pyrokinesis? Sounds like that had some potential, Helmuth thought to himself. He needed to steal a body part, a finger, a flop of skin, some hair, anything from that thing. The study of that freak's DNA could be immensely valuable to the Imperium. The actual live specimen would probably be better, but Helmuth doubted his abilities to take that thing alive, AND escape the ASP. Besides he also doubted that the creature would be the most interesting thing he could get his hands on.

Helmuth respected their overseer, Bradly had the look and bearing of a old veteran. Someone who didn't just understand theory, but who had years of experience under his belt. Helmuth was sure that he would manage Team K-235 well. He did not have much of a opinion about most of the others yet, expect for one.

The freak with the snake eyes seemed inhuman, it was a disgusting thing. To manipulate the human genome is such a way... Helmuth would treat it with respect, not willing to let personnel animosity get in the way of the mission . But he would keep his distance, he doubted he could use the mutant. It would more likely try to eat him than be of any use. Still no use in provoking it, if it died at least he could harvest some DNA from its corpse.

Helmuth decided to act, despite being deep in thought he was not blind to what was happening around him. He had noticed the animosity the operator showed the snake man. Helmuth couldn't blame him, but the operator was threatening the integrity the team. He needed the team to cooperate for now, he would never get his prize if his teammates got them all killed through lack of cooperation. Helmuth walked towards Romeo, his boots thudding against the ground with every step. Eventually Helmuth made a stop, standing a couple of inches in front of Romeo. The dull eye lenses of Helmuth's gas mask at direct eye level with Romeo's face. "Stop being such a bitch." Helmuth said in a dull tone.

"You want to be alone, isolated from the team fine! But don't drag the rest of us down, screaming to hell with you." Helmuth took one step closer to Romeo, their faces almost touching now. "You should listen to your lady friend, you want to survive here we have to work together. You fight alone, you die alone. I've seen too many idiots thinking they can take on the whole world get blown to shit because they don't value cooperation. So be my guest! go on storm out of here, start a fight with the snake man, try to fight alone. When you die maybe your replacement will be someone competent." Helmuth hoped his little speech would make the operator come to his senses.

Helmuth then turned to the "snake man" the thing repulsed him, but he wouldn't let personnel animosity get in the way of the mission. "It's good to know at least one of us has experience fighting someone with this "Pyrokinesis" power. "But I feel as though waiting to wear the bitch down would be a fucking bad idea." Helmuth grabbed the rifle slinged over his shoulder, holding it out for the entire team to see.

"My name is James Burke. And this here is my wife. Wifey here is a laser gun, don't ask me how I got her. She can fry any human sized target with a single shot. Give me some covering fire, and a clear line of site and I'll take down this burning cunt no problem"

by **A m e n r i a** » Sun Nov 11, 2018 6:22 am

Ryuga kept his calm despite the tension from both people in front of him. Responding to James, he took a quick glance at the laser gun, then back at James. "I dunno how things work in this world, but back in mine, using heat-based weapons when fightin' someone with heat-based powers ain't exactly a good idea either. Also, I'm not "snake man", I'm Dinosaur." Ryuga extended his hand to shake Burke's, though he doubted the beam weapon wielder would return the gesture.

"Oh, and not to judge, but is your gun really...married to you? Is it sentient or something?" His tone, voice and expression not changing much, but somehow showing a degree of genuine curiosity.

by **Lethen Empire** » Sun Nov 11, 2018 6:36 am

Leon had been silent the whole time, and was clearly in an incredibly sour mood. An elite soldier, kidnapped from Letheny by the Atkemrians. On top of his hurt pride, they trespassed HIS homeland, scooped HIM out of his nice garrison in Zudafrika, and were now ordering him to HELP them. Even worse, everyone was being loud, and making it difficult for him to at least be angry in peace.

"Alright, assholes! I'm going to let you know that I hate all of you with a burning passion! Now that that is clear, the only thing I hate more is this stupid fucking country that's nothing but future colonial real estate! Because I hate Atkemri more then I hate all of you, I'm going to reluctantly do everything I can to complete this damned gay mission, but just know that somewhere in the future, I'll be planting the Lethen flag in the burning remains of FUCKING HOLOM!" shouted the shorter blond. He'd forcefully and dramatically lock and load his magnetic assault rifle and then held it under his arm. "That is all." He added on at the end, before sitting back down.

by **Deutschess Kaiserreich** » Sun Nov 11, 2018 7:56 am

OOC: Have I gone too far in term of the current time of the story?

by **Wahrheitland Solar** » Sun Nov 11, 2018 8:27 am

Helmuth was surprised, he expected this creature to be a gibbering simpleton, but it seemed to possess a modicum of intelligence. "Aye that might be true, I don't know how these sort of things work. But my guess would be that whatever this gun spits out would still harm the cunt. Still can't hurt to have a backup plan." Helmuth was sure that his photonic rifle could do it, fire and photonic energy being different enough. Still the lizard may be right, and its always good to have a backup plan.

Soon Ryuba offered his hand out in a handshake. Not only did it posses some intelligence, but it was also polite! More than could be said of the rest of these complaining degenerates. Helmuth slung his rifle over his shoulder, and accepted the hand shake, meeting Ryuga's tight grasp with his own. Helmuth not to let personnel disgust get in the way of a efficient team. Though he did appreciate his chemical suit's glove. "Sorry about calling you a snake, Mr Dinosaur, never was good at biology." Helmuth didn't really care what it wanted to be called. He respected "it" a bit more now that he knew that it had some civility. But Helmuth was not going to let go of his bigotry, he had seen his comrades be devoured by mutants just like Ryuba. Helmuth would never be capable of actually liking him.

Helmuth laughed at Ryuba's second question "Yes, we've been married for the past 6 months now. Wifey here has saved my ass dozens of times. I sleep with her at my side every night, and she kills every man who tries to make her cheat on me!" Helmuth was actually amused, it seemed the dinosaur couldn't understand humor. Perhaps he gave it to much credit earlier, still it deserved far more than most of the other members of the team.

One of them seemed to already have left to her room, most likely peacefully asleep "Instead of staying here and being briefed like a decent soldier" And three others did nothing but sit here and complain and hurl insults! As if the enemy would care for their whining, their supposed "rights" They were taken here to die for the ASP, so that their boys wouldn't have too. Complaining about it and fighting each other won't change that fact. If they were truly that angry about it, they should have staged a riot and fought out of here. But instead they fight the only people they could rely on! The only people here who seemingly possessed at least some common sense were the operator's lady friend, "Dinosaur", and himself. Helmuth still didn't know what to think of of the man smoking in the corner, demanding to see his kid.

Helmuth came up with a new plan, this team, made up of degenerates, freaks, and idiots was not going to last very long without his help. He had to make sure the team cooperated to ensure he got as much intelligence, and the best prize for the Imperium that he could. Though perhaps he could use the team's hostility to their captors to his advantage. If he could get some of the team to rebel later on, it could serve as excellent cover for his escape

Approaching Leon, Helmuth spoke, not just to Leon, but also to the entire team. "No one wants to be here. I'm glad you're willing to work with us on missions, but we'll need more than that. We need to help each other in other ways, through cooperation we can find a solution to our shared problem." Helmuth hoped the soldier understood the implied future rebellion.

Helmuth held out his hand to Leon "Take my hand, we can get through this together"

OOC: You're past us, but we'll catch up to you by the time the mission starts I think. Also use the OOC thread for OOC.

by **Democratic Exodian Territories** » Sun Nov 11, 2018 9:58 am

"Listen here, James. It's been my long-standing job to be a bitch and a pain in the ass to all who are a bitch and a pain in the ass to myself. That's how I work with mutual cooperation- and none of you so far seem to understand that. It's how I did things just fifteen days ago, it's how I'll be doing things now." He breathed, then brushed aside his combat jacket to place his hand on the butt of his SMPC-194 PDW, although he didn't draw it. "I get it that you all will hate me now and to eternity. But throw me out into the cold and the pouring rain by my lonesome and I'll fucking last until the mission is done."

Then, seeing Leon's outburst of his own, Romeo tossed the thing in the air, catching it by its foregrip and twirling it for a second. "You watch yourself, Aryan Union. If I'm not voted off the island in two hours, then I take it as my burden to keep this team together. You muzzle anyone here, I'll gladly switch this to full and hand your family a folded blue flag." Looking at James, he gave him the same look. "As with you, devildog."

(later that night)

Romeo was alone again, the only sound coming from a soft whine in his own ears. The room was unnaturally cold.
He was breathing air, cool and sweet but by no means fresh- pure oxygen, instead.
He looked up to see the bright line of fluorescent lights on the roof of the room. Two tall figures in indigo hazmat suits stood guard past a carbon-fiber CBRN protection seal in front of the door, one carrying an RFSMG, the other a large electronic datapad.

An intravenous drip bag, filled with a blue-tinged transparent fluid, slowly administered drops of it through a tube that snaked down to a needle in his wrist. In his other arm was a similar needle, although that was connected to a blood-bag, the blood inside mixing with some sort of orange paste.

He sat up, looking at the thing encased in translucent carbon-fiber sheeting, with dozens of warning signs and writing on the other side.
The SMPC-194 he'd picked up with its magazine out, and next to it, navy-blue trouser shorts, a starched-white button-down shirt, and a black-striped red tie...
He took a moment to realize he'd shrunk from 5'3 to 4'8. The hairs on his lip were gone...

The screams, the shouting filled his mind again.

Romeo awoke, gasping for a moment.
He sat up in bed, as he saw the female German squadmate- Victoria- climb out from her bed, herself startled from presumably a similar dream. She looked under the crack of the door, then went back to bed.
He watched her silently, daring not make a sound.
Romeo felt quite sorry for her, as he recognized how her own distresses were so similar to his- but decided to keep quiet, at least for now.
"No." He said to himself. "We've all got to be strong if we want to make it out alive."

He slid back down under the covers with a final glance at Andretta, who was sleeping soundly and peacefully, before closing his eyes and trying to get a few more precious minutes.

by **Lethen Empire** » Sun Nov 11, 2018 10:32 am

//Before timeskip

Leon scoffed. "Are you daft, fool? The only one I think I'll be 'muzzling' is you, because I'm pretty sure I made it clear I was intent on putting aside my personal feelings here. Didn't I make that clear, guys? Because it looks like the representative of everyone's favorite middle-of-nowhere archipelago didn't get the memo!" Leon snapped back. He'd pound his fist once against his high-tech armored vest's breast. "Keep being funny and maybe I'll acquaint my fucking knee with your brain!" He threatened whilst pointing to himself with his thumb. He'd take a deep breath.

He'd shake Helmuth's hand. "Glad to hear it. Let's get this shitstain of a mission over with, yeah?" He'd roll his shoulders and stretch a bit whilst continuing. "God, who knows what kind of a political shitstorm Holom'll have to deal with when we get back? Hopefully a real bad one."

by **Crysuko** » Sun Nov 11, 2018 10:40 am

Still putting together the specifics of his plan in mind, he didn't stand, but kept his head rested in his hands. "For those of you who give a damn, I am Sanato Opsen, Crysukon. Mixed Research Section four, MRS4 for short. My background is in black operations, and neutralising weapons facilities" he turned to the Exodian with a grin "My apologies. That wasn't too expensive, was it?"

by **Atkemri** » Sun Nov 11, 2018 8:26 pm

The door to their quarters closed, but Bradly heard Karl complain about seeing his daughter, Bradly coul respect that. He had a family before he was put into a team of his own. Activating the PA system Bradly spoke "Karl, you'll eventually see her. One day. Just hang in there bud." Bradly continued and looked back. "Poor man, I don't think he'll ever know." Bradly had learned the truth about those with family long before. Though they didn't know their deaths would be faked.

Though their organization's made it harder Bradly knew it would be done one way or the other. It was the only easy way to explain their absence. It was a shame, but a needed one. He'd tell them one day, but if he told them now it would only make their resistance more intense. That was the last thing he needed. When that times comes, Bradly could only hope that they'd be ready.

by **Polish Prussian Commonwealth** » Sun Nov 11, 2018 9:56 pm

Karl heard Bradly respond. He nodded. "One day. One day I'll see her again."
He went off to his room and collapsed into the bed.
He pulled out a picture of his daughter's graduation from middle school.

There, on the right, she beamed, her green eyes sparkling with joy.
His eyes filled with tears and he put it away.
"Daddy will be home soon, sweetie... Don't worry..."

by **Lethen Empire** » Thu Nov 15, 2018 6:19 pm

As much as Leon despised the way Rubie doted over him, he couldn't help but feel like something was missing about his argument earlier. There was no Rubie to tease him annoyingly and to confidently try to split up the argument or use her damned minx charms to cool the atmosphere. She was annoying, that was true, but frankly she was practically an institution.

Even worse, he could only imagine how much of a fuss she was making. She was tearing her way through bureaucracy to figure out where he went and how to send whoever did it to an early grave. Well, whatever, as strange as it felt without her, he could at least enjoy the time in which his cousin wasn't putting him on a leash.

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