Marcel groggily opened his eyes to the rising sun. He and Emina had spent the night outside to watch the stars and just talk. Somehow even the most difficult of subjects were much easier when staring at the heavens. You realized that your actually very small. It's humbling. The past night they discussed what might be their next mission. It had been three months since the Arcana attack and Emina was getting restless. She didn't really remember much of anything from the battle. Whether her mind automatically blocked such traumatic events now or if it was because of her head injuries, Marcel wasn't completely sure. He remembered quite a bit of it, mostly at night though. Every once in a while it would interrupt his dreams and end when Yan showed up. It was a bit troubling to Marcel that such events like the last and the Chess Set battle were becoming the norm mission for them, but he didn't tell Emina that. He wanted to be put together for her because over the past year or so the fortress of her cold personality would break down, only to repair it's self and be broken again. And Marcel completely understood. He only wished he new how to help.
By the time they had fallen asleep that night, both of them decided that their next mission would be a recon one. It only made sense really. The question was what they'd be investigating. That had much too many answers to even begin. Emina didn't really care though. "As long as we're doing something, anything," she told Marcel.
Emina stirred and turned her head to Marcel to find him already awake. She reached up and tried running her fingers through her hair only for them to get caught in the tangles. "I love the stars, but the morning dew is the worst substance in existence," she said.
Marcel just chuckled because it was all too true. "Lets go back. You need a shower any-"
Emina punched his arm, but he hardly took notice and starred for a moment at nothing. "What is it?" Emina asked. "Mason? Do we have a briefing?"
Marcel nodded. "We're to meet him in his office." He was about to say something more, then smiled and added, "He can wait for a few minutes though. This dew is gross."
All showered and clean, Marcel and Emina went to the Directors office. Emina knocked then opened the door. The only ones in the room were Yan, Tabion, and of course Director Mason. It seem that they were the first to arrive. Marcel exchange head nods with Yan, then said, "How's the cake, sir?"