[Event Post]

[ogrewarrior]

Damn. He was hoping that he'd manage to get all of his ducks in a row before THAT happened. At least it looks like Marias and Akaba wailed on him enough to put him down for a while...

So, Kaz can be found at LDS. Probably in places a scuzzy looking fellow like him shouldn't be. Like on his way to see Akaba. With the current problems, he has at least left his sword with security.

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[ogrewarrior]

"... He didn't summon that one until he was already way down on the ropes, so...

... Whatever. We'll figure it out."

[soundofarmor]

Anyways, I have work to do. Track and research.

::Stands up, pulling the coat onto him.::

[ogrewarrior]

"...What're ya tracking, if ya don't mind me asking?"

[soundofarmor]

Yuuki's wife. Also, if I can find out where the hell Vesik and Roget really came from.

[ogrewarrior]

".... Hell, maybe. At least Vesik."

He snrks.

"Alright, so real important stuff. I'll see about getting ya a partner on something less important.

Good luck kid. I'll catch ya later."

[soundofarmor]

Same. I'll be sure if I find anything out, records get passed along.

Hrm. I wouldn't mind a partner potentially, at least for this. Though supposedly Mr. Akaba mentioned he'll be transferring someone in for a "Big job" soon.

::Picks up his book.::

[ogrewarrior]

He can only imagine who Akaba would hire for something like this.

"... Hold off for like, a minute. I'll be right back."

[soundofarmor]

::Waits, slowly drumming his foot.::

[ogrewarrior]

He's spot on. After a minute, he comes dragging...

[phantomsoldier]

This kid. He looks like he's just woken up.

"... ...

Yo."

[soundofarmor]

::Stares through you Neil, right to your face, Kaz.::

[ogrewarrior]

They're gonna get along great. Lancer Ninja squad.

"I'll leave you two boys to talk."

[phantomsoldier]

He LOOKS just like he's a sleepy underachieving kid.

... there's a weird sense of hardness though.

"... Neil Faust. We've met before, I think. Hibiki, yeah?"

[soundofarmor]

Takegami, Hibiki. Member of LDS' Top Team.

[phantomsoldier]

"Synchro and XYZ classes. I get by.

...I'm... okay at stealth and recon. Briar's basically blackmailing me, so. Said you needed some help?"

[soundofarmor]

Graduate of Xyz and Ritual Classes, myself. And I only need help if you're good at figuring out if someone is who they claim to be and you don't mind digging through files.

[phantomsoldier]

"...I have files on most of the staff here, most of my classmates and anyone I've deemed suspicious.

When that mess went down last year here? I was the one who figured out that it wasn't the real Wronski, broke their arm, and made them disappear."

He might as well be talking about the weather with how casual he is.

[soundofarmor]

Interestin'.

Now, business. I don't think Vesik and Mr. Roget are from around these here parts. If you know what I'm sayin'.

::Relaxes, switching to a more casual twang.::

[phantomsoldier]

"I know exactly what you're saying.

So we need to figure out where 'Russia' is. And. What they were doing here.

And what the hell happened last night."

He looks... very awake now, lightly tapping a rhythm on his thigh.

"I don't think they expected to be scrutinized very much, do you?"

[soundofarmor]

Even finding out where Russia is would more than please the Boss.

And no, I don't think they'd planned for that. Especially that Roget fella.

[phantomsoldier]

"Loose cannon duelist on the edge, huh. I think his dog might've bit off more than he chew.


...Shall we?"

[soundofarmor]

Lead the way.