[h2][center]>>>>NEW MESSAGE<<<< --SLIDE TO UNLOCK SCROLL --[/center][/h2] [h2][color=935d9f]Amethyst Corporate HQ, Vale[/color][/h2] [b]Monday - 1000 hrs Standard Vale Time 70F / Clear Skies[/b] [color=935d9f]"Uh-hello? HELLO-HELLO? Oh hey there!"[/color] Though high quality, the video was less than grand. All that could be seen was a young man with sinfully long violet hair and matching alcohol-glazed eyes. Even without a blazer, he certainly had the look of a corporate leader, dressed in super-slim tailored button polo and pants, balancing in hand a freshly poured glass of [i]Black Taniels[/i]. [color=935d9f]"Well, if you're watching this, you probably made some really poor career choices. Some of you might even have it worse, being stuck in unemployment limbo. I mean, not even the cray-crays at White Fang would hire you. No one likes an Academy drop-out, a murderer, a terrorist, especially if you're a Huntsman. Seriously, nothing's worse in this world than a disgraced Huntsman. Consider yourself a career suicidal and I'm the only hotline open. And when that hotline bling, that can only mean one thing."[/color] The young man glanced to his side, tilting his head slightly. The visual cue was followed by a transition to a thematic map of Remnant. Pulsing red dots could be seen at 9 different locations: 3 within Vale's abandoned Mountain Glenn, 2 near Mistral's Trading Route, and 4 scattered in the outskirts of Vacuo. [color=935d9f]"So I'm expecting...9 of you. And I'm hoping to hire all nine of you. As a prerequisite for arguably the best career choice you'll ever make, I have nine rescue missions that must be dealt with before we can continue. These individuals are valuable clients of mine, and I'd hate to lose a single one. Starting base is 8,000 Lien. Try not to disappoint. GOOD LUCK."[/color] [center][B]Replay?[/b][/center] Violet consumed the liquor in one burning gulp, settling the glass on a large ebony work desk as he finished. He undid he few buttons on his shirt before turning his attention to the assistant nearby. He grinned at the [url=http://i63.tinypic.com/29geqdf.jpg]hooded pink-haired girl[/url], appreciating the specimen's taste in themed clothing. In this case, a school uniform was just fine. [[color=935d9f]"Now, where's Kinshi?"[/color] he asked. [color=935d9f]"I owe the girl some cuddle time before my next appointment with our new potential Chief of Operations."[/color] The girl blinked once, as if taking a full second to register his inquiry before typing the answer on a scroll and activating a female electronic voice. [color=pink]"Kinshi is in the next room, meditating. Crystal Fall is expected to arrive within 15 minutes, depending on how long it takes for our crew to bring her in."[/color] Violet chuckled as he rubbed his eyes once more, sleep deprivation symptoms kicking in. [color=935d9f]"Good. She's not going to be happy, but damn that woman's a hard find. If she's en route, then it means she didn't resist. At least not until she gets here. Strengthen the automaton security, raise the threat level to 8, evacuate 3 floors above and below us."[/color] The girl replied from her scroll [color=pink]"Roger. What about your message to Dust_Old_Crow? I've also confirmed that his contact in Vale is none other than Beacon's headmaster."[/color] [i]Oh that's no surprise[/i] He hesitated, rubbing his eyes out of irritation this time. He thought long and hard about his relationship with the dark-haired lady in red. She was a visionary, one whom he grew to admire without so much as touching her slender curves. He also knew how dangerous she was, what she was really after, and that frightened him. The whole world would fall if she succeeded. [color=935d9f]"Tell our birdman that the Queen isn't acting alone. You owe me for that one, Oz."[/color] [center][img]http://i68.tinypic.com/s148pe.jpg[/img][/center]