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RPG World of Remnant => The Vale Region => Topic started by: NotSurprised on January 06, 2017, 12:13:39 AM
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Continued from: http://rwbyfanon.com/smf/Archive2/index.php/topic,3293.0.html
Whistling a little tune as made his way to his desk, Eklipsei reminisced about the good old days. In fact, he was pretty sure this was one of those old White Fang bases he had liberated. It was tedious, but Eklipsei remembered the experiences of his journey. Thrown through windows, shot multiple times, even took a grenade to the face at one point. This allowed to ignore their thoughts with an excuse.
Swiping everything off the desk, it was nice and pristine until Eklipsei dropped the boxes onto it. Quickly organizing it so that he can quickly brief the three, Eklipsei makes hand motions to have the three come closer and listen to what he is to say. Digging deep into the box, he began his explanation.
"What you interns are going to do is catch a criminal!" With a frown, he digs deeper into the box, "You'll be provided information to begin your own investigation on the criminal, while I will gather more information for your usage."
Eklipsei found what he was looking for, and pulled it out of the box. It was a folder, and drops it onto the desk in view of the three interns. Opened up reveals an image of Beacon Student Fenix Cerulean! Elaborating as to why he has said image, "Fenix is one of my contacts persay, and you can gather more information from him." With a shrug, "I currently have no idea where he might be right now, but I'm definitely sure he's at a bar of some sort to gather more information. He'd probably be at The Clam."
Dropping into a chair behind the desk then leaning back in a relaxed stance, Eklipsei hopefully asks what would be his last line, "Any questions?"
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Camille raised her hand dainty, "Yes, why did it take you so long to come out of the backroom?"
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"Probably got an upset stomach from eating scraps off the floor. Wisteria replied with a smug tone.
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After waiting for the bitchy one to finish insulting their employer, Isabelle gave her an odd look before raising her hand as well, turning back to face him. "Yeahhh..." She began to rub the back of her head, trying to think of a way to phrase the question without sounding like she had totally not been paying attention, most likely failing in the process. "... We're getting paid to do this, right? That's sort of why I signed up, but I didn't double-check."