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[color=fff200][b]Interactions[/b][/color]: Tooru [@Polaris North], Anastasia [@DeadlyPhoenix], Arden [@MistOfEternity],Leader of M.A.N.A [@Shmektheshmuck], Feon [@Cuccoruler], Kitty + Theo [@Cherrywitch], Altas [@Upset Delight]

Waiting for all the chatter to settle down - or at least decrease to a nominal level that didn't require him to raise his voice - Emory pushed the awareness of the new arrivals including that of his Boss' to the back of his mind. He could only focus on so many things at once, after all. Distractions aside, he was glad to note that the teens were thinking things through and were sensible enough to both accept and realise the gravity of their situation. Of course, if any had chosen to return to their civilian life, he would have dispatched magic users to watch over them regardless. There was little need to hand them to Chaos on a silver platter by way of not monitoring their whereabouts. Balance had enough trouble as it is. 

"We promise to guard your loved ones to the best of our abilities. It wouldn't be the first time Chaos tried to gain an advantage through unethical means, after all. I cannot say that Chaos definitely know your identities by now - of your existence, most likely, but not exactly who you are. So there will be time yet before they get hold of your true identities and inevitably, that of your family. However, it is during this stretch of time that you will be learning the extent of your element, whatever it may be. You will learn to wield and control those abilities, as well as learn to work with a partner or a team later down the track." He answered Tooru, but at the same time meeting the eyes of everyone else to include them. The magic users would be spread a little thin in protecting their families all and Emory made a mental note to discuss further process with his boss. Maybe move the teen's families to a safe house or a city further away...? But that's for later.

"All right, moving on. Since Miss Gilfheim seems eager to start, let's not waste any more time." Emory pulled another small notebook out of the many pockets hidden in his outfit and flipped through it to the right page. He pursed his lips for a second before coming to a decision. "Looks like Training Area Seven in the West Wing is free, which is good since it is one of the sturdiest, closed-off section we have here. Mr Taika, would you like to bring anyone who is well enough to leave the infirmary there? You are going to be their mentor so it's only logical you help them in discovering their element and controlling it."

"Kitty, Theo, please come back in one piece and without further mishaps." He called out to the pair as they proceeded to leave, then addressed Anastasia. "Miss Martinez, thank you for coming but I currently don't require assistance. Nevertheless, you have two options: assist Mr Taika in mentoring the new magic users or helping Kitty and Theo in their daemon hunt."

While Anastasia thought her options over, he finally turned to Altas. "As for you, Mr Atlas, if you are feeling up for little walk, we can retire to my office for a private conversation." Emory tossed a glance over his shoulder at his Boss. "Of course, if my Boss consents to it, you can talk to him instead."

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[color=fff200][b]Interactions[/b][/color]: Cinia [@Cuccoruler]

A gleeful and utterly sadistic grin spread slowly on Wrath's human face, and it was with uncharacteristic control that ensured he did not change form right there and then at Cinia's announcement. Oh this was wonderful. Better than that, even. His superior wanted a Niflem alive but that didn't mean unharmed. Also, capturing one of them would mean Balance magic users would come after them, meaning he would be able to crush more stupid goody-two-shoes! A win-win situation all around! For him, that was.

"No more questions. If that is all, Lead Worshipper, I will take my leave. I'm sure you can find me anytime, just follow the destruction."

With a cackling laugh, Wrath turned and headed for the door, patches of human skin beneath his casual office attire already turning black - smooth and hard not unlike marble - as his self-control slipped in the face of overwhelming thrill.