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[center][h2]Hyznia, CMAS HQ[/h2][/center]
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	"Do not turn away from me," Sarah hissed, slamming both of her palms on the table. Suddenly, Pincy's chair spun back towards Sarah and shook, held in place by the CMAS official's magic. The mages behind Pincy glanced at him, looking awfully confused as they thought on what he'd just said. Sure, he was a mad-man, but why was Sarah using such a peculiar format to interrogate him? Sarah narrowed her eyes and returned to her relaxed posture, resting her chin comfortably on backs of her hands. "I've little patience for games, but you've made it clear that you won't be played so easily. Fine," Sarah fell back into her chair and crossed her arms, "I will state it clearly, and skip this [i]pointless[/i] back and fourth. My sources tell me that you may be capable of Magics that fall in line with what the CMAS would classify as [i]spiritual.[/i] I want to know if you can use your abilities to track Sir Sulfrax, assuming that I grant you any resources you may need, along with an estimate for his current location. I want you to kill him," Sarah asked calmly, examining Pincy's details to the best of her abilities. She wasn't informed on anything that this crazed fool could do, but if he were not capable, she wouldn't care. There were plenty of other prospects outside of CMAS' ranks. Still, with the Tormal family occupied elsewhere, and Brian missing, there weren't many options for [i]tracking[/i] that dastardly mages, despite his extremely [i]blatant[/i] energy source, if he didn't want to be tracked. It might have been easy for Pincy to lie his way through this little interrogation, assuming he couldn't help Miss Eridal with her little request, assuming he wanted to help her at all, or [i]get out this situation[/i] without getting silenced.

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[center][h2]Illon, Yvin's Quarters[/h2][/center]
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	Dictator Yvin looked over his counsel in discontent. The city was in peril, stricken with a recent string of murders at the hands of an unknown culprit. It had started a month ago, with people going missing in the higher class districts, or higher class citizens appearing in the morning without a [i]head[/i] in the city's slums. It was starting to pick at Yvin's usual resolution to turn a blind eye to such matters, but after one of his counsel men, Carlos Ho, was found in his fortress's common area in [i]literal pieces,[/i] he decided that something had to be done.

	Yvin called Kasumi Kuromoto and Jaymee Lilthella to his room in the late morning, urging the head of the Seven sins and his second in command that news he'd mustered for them was more important than the tasks they'd been given a month prior. The other five sins were on a mission to the south, to consolidate a secret union between Illon and Mortuum, and according to Jihal, the Sin of Envy, and the squad's telepathic messenger, things were proceeding nicely. He had only called Kasumi and Jaymee back, confident that their combined efforts would be more than enough to pull this recent issue out from the darkness that the sins held reign over. 

	"We arrive," Jaymee rasped from beneath her black cloak, "Pride, present." Jaymee, or rather, [i]pride,[/i] turned to Kasumi and awaited her greeting, as did Yvin, before he intended to speak.