The night might have been over for most, but it was just getting started for the Unbound Hearts. With everything that they’ve been rumored to be, they definitely lived up to it. Attacking one of The Empire’s main storehouses where the weapons, armor, and rations were at. At least, a majority of them. There are still some places where the same stuff was stored and for those within the Empire, they hope that the Unbound Hearts wouldn’t get to those either. Of course, knowing how they act and how it’s most likely that they’ll eventually get to those other storehouses, those within The Empire will have to take precautionary measures to insure that the rest of their supplies are safe.

As if every sense was tuned into every little nook and cranny that the factory was slowly being built into, ears were sensitive to even the slightest step and this set of ears heard the footsteps of three people. One was obviously the maid, but the other two were different. One was subtle, but assertive. The other set of steps were angry, impulsive, and just plain impatient. That’s when the ears heard something else. The lift from the lobby raising up and slowly approaching the room with the monitors. It would be exactly one minute before it would arrive.

Looking to the watch, a roar came in. Well, it was more like a yell and it was in the form of Ryoko. She was the owner to the impulsive-sounding steps. Anyone within The Empire knew of her and her tendencies to not think before she acted. It became bothersome for most, but there were few that could handle her; or at the very least, tolerate her. It was her words calling out a name and associating it with profanity and aggressive tone. It was on the mention that she would ask what the name of the person she paired with her tone was up to and what that person wanted from her.

Lightly tapping the finger, the time of anonymity seemed to pass. As much as it was fun viewing everything, the time had came. A slight chuckle would escape the mouth and the turning of the chair would begin, slowly revealing that it was indeed not the person that Ryoko thought it was. [b]“I am afraid that my Uncle is not present.”[/b] Said the young man in the chair, right leg crossed over the left, and elbows resting on the arm rests with his fingers locked together. [b]“However, if I may be of any assistance, do let me provide it.” [/b]Caleb said, looking at Salforge and Ryoko.