“Oh no. That does sound bad.”

Spencer frowned at this apparent lack of good news, tilting his fedora downwards to conceal his expression. Giltwith made a mental note that the dark-dressed man usually did so as a habit of sorts.

“Well….seeing as Elliot was the one who made this failure quite possible, perhaps he should also be the one to clean up the mess?”

“With all due respect Mr. Spencer, what are yo-”

“What I’m suggesting we do Giltwith, is that we split up. How about you and Miss Jackson report to the higher ups while Elliot and I search out for the Catalyst? I’m sure poor Elliot here is just dying to prove his loyalty to us, lest we suspect him of unwanted treason?”

He gave Elliot a glance of unreadable emotion.

“Hmm? What do you say?”

[i] "You owe me much more than just an explanation. But if you think it will solve anything, than go ahead, just know that this is likely going to be the past time I'll listen to anything you have to say."[/i]

With a frown, Kiara muttered, “Sheesh, didn’t think you wanted a death wish so badly,” before leaning back on the wall to start her story.

“So I’m actually one of the Imperium’s top assassins. Er, former assassin. See, you might have known my work for participating in the Great War? When the Imperium decided to expand out and eventually conquer all the other World Kingdoms? Yeah, I helped with that. And sure, life was kinda nice for a time after all the fighting and bloodshed.”