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Errand #8 - Nightwatch“I take it you’re doing Kara’s errand?”
Ardor sighed. “For the umpteenth time, yes.” He glared at the Honege who was currently hovering above the table, his long, intricately patterned green scarf swishing around lazily.
“I just don’t see how a scouting mission is going to benefit a ‘mon of your... job.” Cael said flatly.
“Look. I’m doing this because she asked the Hunters specifically.” The Quilava replied irritably.
Cael blinked his single, bright blue eye. “And that means you have to do whatever she asked?”
Ardor huffed in irritation. For a centuries old sword who was supposed to be wise and all knowing, Cael is hard to reason with. “She’s the Hunter’s Guild Proxy Luminary! You can’t just ignore your superior’s orders, can you?”
There were several moments of silence as Cael pondered Ardor’s question. “You can’t.” He said finally.
A Case of Identity“She’s coming over... oh, she’s not-aaaand she’s coming over again...and she’s not... and she’s walking over again... and she’s leaving... weird... now she’s coming back”
“I’ve seen those kind of behaviour before.” Jim said as he crumpled the paper he was writing on and threw it over his shoulders, hitting Leo on the back of his head.
Leo jumped and whirled around, glaring daggers at the Zigzagoon culprit. “Jim, for the last time, don’t throw your things at my head!”
“Pacing up and down the pavement always meant an affaire de coeur, and I really don’t have time for this!” The Zigzagoon shouted in extreme agitation, crumpling yet another piece of paper and stood up, glaring around with his intense blue eyes. “I told Spencer that he can take the cases to himself, but nooooooo, he just had to dump everything to me, hasn’t he? My study on Chargestone electromagneti
Team Datum Task 1 Placeholder"...Jim... tell me you're not going to blow this whole lab sky high."
"Of course not Doctor." the Zigzaggon replied flatly, carefully measuring the lump of Chargestone Dust and Flaverine Extract on the scale. "I'm just curious on how these two items would react to an electrical charge."
Leo's eyes widened. "Jim!"
"Relax. I've dampened their explosive attributes earlier with the oil of Veoli saps." Jim deadpanned, taking the two ingredients out from the scale and slowly filled them into a plain, cardboard tube with a domed end. "Now. Have you brought that gooey black stuff that I requested?"
"...what exactly are you doing with it?"
"Yes. Glue. An adhesive compound used to stick two or more objects together. Glue."
Leo made a sound that was a cross between a huff and a grumble. "Yes, I know what a glue is, alright."
"And it also serves as a time fuse. Surprisingly." Jim added after holding the gooey substance in his paws. "By the way, have you s
Stormfront-Scorch Recon Task 1 - Capture the Agent Captain’s Log
It’s been three months since the Guardian Statue -or Humongous Stone Head as Mr Ahlström liked to call it- went on a destructive rampage for unknown reasons and was calmed down by the combined efforts of the three guilds that protected the city.
Oddly enough, I found myself registering for the Explorers Guild with Mr Ahlström as my partner a few days later, as the Guild Leader had personally requested that all who had helped in the fiasco are welcomed to join. Doctor O’Seinn had secured a spot in the Researchers Guild with a fresh-out-of-college Zigzagoon called James Holford in order to understand the peculiar occurrence of the temporal anomaly that should have been eradicated several years ago, while me and our Chief Tactician are trying to look up the records on th
Scorch Recon Main Task 1 - II“…Ow…”
“You’re lucky that you didn’t break your leg.”
“It wasn’t my fault that I slipped on the edge.” Clyde grumbled, nursing his smarting leg.
Ardor snorted. “For a faulty leap, you did quite well.” A wry smile formed on his muzzle. “Truth to be told, I had expected you to dislocate your arm or crack your head over the pavement.”
A fearful expression flashed across Clyde’s face immediately. “What? Y-you mean…” he gulped. “I could’ve… I could be dead?” his voice was merely more than a squeak.
“Hey, hey.” The Quilava patted Clyde’s shoulder. “I guess I shouldn’t say that… but, ah, the first step is the hardest, right? You just need practice. That’s all.” He added awkwardly.
“I guess so…” Clyde replied reluctantly, trying to suppress the squeak that threatened to come out. Truth to be t
Scorch Recon Main Task 1 - I“So. Ninjas.” Ardor shook his head as he and Derek walked out from the meeting hall. The emergency Hunters meeting had been quite interesting. The revelation of the real Iaponese Ambassador and the mysterious assassins had piqued the Hunters’ interest. Well, for most of them anyway.
“Things just got complicated." Ardor sighed.
Derek nodded in agreement beside him. “Well, I just don’t get it. Why would the Iaponese leader send assassins to stop his own sister?” he frowned as he adjusted his black and red scarf that criss-crossed around his body like a harness of sorts. Ardor blinked several times at Derek's choice of words, an odd look on his face.
“It might do with paranoia.” The Honedge that was strapped spoke. “I don’t know anything about this Iapon, but I have a hunch that the Ambassador’s brother might felt threatened by the Andalusst-Iapon alliance for a reason that we couldn’t fathom.”
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