05-11-2010, 09:07 AM
As the lift doors closed and they propelled back up to the third floor, Steven walked into his office once more and sat behind his seat, lighting a fat cigar and smoking it for a moment - a tradition passed down from the many leaders of the Southern Cross before rolling forward in his seat. "Encounter Shadow have sent Blood Storm, a codenamed C Class to Retrina Mountain. I want you to stop the chaos he's causing with the local mafia. You know how mafia's can get, and if we have an entire mafia on our hands, not even our members and civilians in here will be safe." Steven murmured lightly.
"So, we have to intercept him? That's going to be tough." Kurtz murmured, sweat-dropping lightly to the concept.
"We have no choice." Steven grumbled dimly, and with that Kurtz nodded.
"I see. We can only try our best, Steven."
"Three days at most is all he needs. Be sure to prepare up, and on the way, make sure you don't overexert yourselves." Steven advised, Kurtz taking it onboard as he looked onto Yoosei. "You heard the man."
"So, we have to intercept him? That's going to be tough." Kurtz murmured, sweat-dropping lightly to the concept.
"We have no choice." Steven grumbled dimly, and with that Kurtz nodded.
"I see. We can only try our best, Steven."
"Three days at most is all he needs. Be sure to prepare up, and on the way, make sure you don't overexert yourselves." Steven advised, Kurtz taking it onboard as he looked onto Yoosei. "You heard the man."
