The city of Tianfal

Ceci looked up, interested.

Chenelle had been sitting quietly in her chair, watching the others. She kept looking specifically at that Carl guy who said something about her hair, and Malvia.

Ceci nodded and looked around the room slowly, inspecting everyone with a closer look

Malvia sighed again, crushing his cup and throwing it in the bin.
"hum.. Carl was it ? You're the organisator of the little party, would you be so kind as to call the other two ? 'Cause I'm really considering going back home now..."

Ceci finished her coffee and threw away the cup, "I'm getting bored too." she said, dryly

(hum... no, that's not fair. That's generous of you.. *evil grin*)

(Agreed.)

"Close, yet so far..."

He was late.. or was he? The young French Adept travelled on his robot that he kept at his side. This was not good, He was late. He was given to meet with someone, but who?

HE was outside still. Alone. Well. Not alone. He had Gallette Krone at his side.

"I am suppose to team up with Primitives... Just my luck... as long they don't do anything stupid..."

Ceci sighed, waiting for someone to come in

"Excusez-moi..."

He tipped his hat in respect and held his small robot in his arms. "I am late, am I not?"

For a fifteen year old adept, he was rather polite in his words. His yellow eyes met with the others.

He set Mini Gallette Krone on the floor.

"I am not fond of mingling with humans, due to my past, but I can adie in this or whatever it is."

*While he kept looking at the windows, the Nighter said in acidic tone :
"Hey kid : I hate my species too, but I don't make them wait for an hour without a warning... i mean, for a leader of tech department, you sure seemto have forgot how a phone work..."
*Malvia took a moment to catch his breath*
"woo , that felt good ! Well thanks for joigning us I guess, there's coffee on the table if you want."

Samantha hurried towards the door, her backpack bouncing as she jogged towards the business room. Not bothering to knock, she threw open the doors and stepped inside, noticing immediately that all of the other agents were already here. Just her luck.

She did not say anything, instead she just held up her card which said Pinnacle Corp, and sat down in one of the unoccupied seats. Her bleached blond hair with its ends dyed red was pulled up in a messy bun and she wore a worn out green jacket and black pants. She looked around the room, her expression unreadable and started to size up the other agents in the room.

Without turning around , still looking at the window as if he had seen something in the street down below, Malvia perked up, as sassy as usual.
"Oh look, the one I won't hurry to save if they're i trouble..."
He had a short laugh and turn around to face the six people in the room :
"Don't worry, I'm just kidding : I won't hurry to save any of you. Please have some coffee."
He looked over his shoulder yet again and sighed when the man started to explain the situation.
"Yes yes, Ether *Malvia grinned slyly for a second* , We know what would happen if the president died, but you know :chaos and anarchy wouldn't be our main problem, that's actually good for business.. The military on the other hand..."
There was a short silence.
"Relaaaax, I'm jocking : I wouldn't threaten the president in front of so many witnesses if I really wanted him dead."
Malvia reached in his pocket for a silver flask and drank a quick shot.
"But maybe could we get to the part that concerns us without the vague military threats ? I mean, I'm not paid enough to care so much...

The only reaction Samantha had to the Magitech Agent's comments was to raise her eyebrows and look at him suspiciously. Well, if the president did die under mysterious circumstances the sarcastic agent was defiantly going to be a suspect. She let out a small laugh that sounded almost like a snort when the agent pulled out a flask and started to drink. A drunken agent was no threat at all. In fact, Samantha almost found him to be rather amusing.

The man from Silver Industries did not seem to share her amusement in the Agents antics. As soon as he opened his mouth, Sam rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Of course Silver Industries couldn't even go a full minute before reminding us how superior they are. Would you like us to all bow down to you, or would you rather we just marvel at your incredible power." She said sarcastically, glaring at the man from Silver Industries as she spoke.

When Ether spoke she offered him a bored look before raising one hand in a lazy wave and saying "Sam, from Pinnacle Corp."

Malvia laughed "As our dear Carl here said : I'm "just some Magitech guy" but you can call me Malvia. Or don't call actually, that will cut me some slack."
He sipped another gulp and sighed.
"Ah but my sweat Pam : don't worry about him, I promise he's only half as annoying as he looks like if you stop listening to him."
*He turned back to Ether and smiled wrily*
"Say , Ether, aren't you projecting a bit ? I mean : who says that we'll be facing terrorist ? For all we know, they're just weird scientists.. Unless you know something we don't ?"

He just remained silent, listening to what others were saying. It wasn't his need to speak. He rarely spoke.

Chenelle was sitting quietly as she watched and listened, amused by the others antics.

Asroc set his tea down and rubbed the sid e of his face with his gloved hand.

"Asroc. From France."

Malvia had a short laugh as he put back his flask in his back pocket.
"ahah i think he was asking your corpo sweetie.."

Ceci glared at the "Sam, from Pinnacle Corp" who had insulted the Silver industries.