[@The Otter] [@Click This] [b]"Neither of you have nearly enough parental issues in your profiles to get away with that."[/b] Kayliss groused, taking the reports she was given and starting to read through them. The thermos of coffee was taken without a word and drank through in record time. After several minutes of reading, the veteran SEED set the reports down and tucked them away. [b]"Well,"[/b] She began, taking a moment to massage her temples. [b]"No one can say you haven't been busy. Dame-Commander, and congratulations on the promotion, I'll make sure yours makes it to the Overseer."[/b] Kayliss sat in the room's only chair, one leg crossed over the other. [b]"You two do realize, by the way, that this information is more than enough to net you King Leonhart's ten million gil? Food for thought. In any case, you've done well. Ordinarily, this is where I'd call for at least Mathiassen to return to Skael with me for redeployment. Though something tells me you two would protest that at this point."[/b] She pulled an antique-looking timepiece out of her tunic, taking a moment to set it. [b]"Five minutes. Convince me."[/b] ___ [@VitaVitaAR] [@vietmyke] [@HereComesTheSnow] [b]"Gah!"[/b] The highwaymen's attempt at robbery failed to pan out, the three remaining of the group that hadn't been slain looking at each other helplessly for a moment before unaninmously deciding to throw down their weapons. [b]"Enough, enough! We lay down our arms!"[/b] Cut-and-thrust swords clattered to the stones, the masked men putting their hands up, palms open. [b]"Himstus be damned, you people fight like demons!"[/b] [b]"That's a [i]Dragoon[/i], you dolt! How in the hells did we even run into one out here?! I thought we left all that shite behind with Edren!"[/b] [b]"Forget him, why's the boy in the stupid uniform fight like a godsdamn copy of the Cap'n?"[/b] Somehow, the goons managed to forget they were being held at sword and spearpoint as they started to bicker among themselves, though not without inadvertently revealing some choice information... ___ [center] [color=#736AFF][b][h1]Ranbu no Izayoi[/h1][/b][/color] [/center] Izayoi sat on the patio of a local bistro with Ciradyl, enjoying dinner. Nothing else happened.