[color=ed1c24]"I hate this ship."[/color] Maeve complained as she walked with her partner. [color=ed1c24]"Whenever we're on here they always send us on some shit mission of doom and despair."[/color] Kiara raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly. [color=598527]"I thought you liked those types of missions? Called them 'Exciting and thrilling' if I remember correctly."[/color] Maeve shook her head, waving a dismissive hand. [color=ed1c24]"That was before we started getting handed shitty mission after shitty mission. Like that one in the Pacific Islands. With the cult and the cannibals? Started here. The one in Beijing where we had to go through a small army of rogues to get out? Started here too. I could go on, but missions always suck whenever they start here."[/color]

Kiara smiled wider. [color=598527]"Oh you mean like that mission in Bangkok? Where you got really drunk and-"[/color] [color=ed1c24]"Shut up, we're never talking about it again."[/color] Her partner chuckled quietly, her black cloak swirling about her as she walked. [color=598527]"We'll go get you some food and alcohol and you'll feel better. We're supposed to get some help this time, so you'll be able to drool over some female Asylums."[/color] They were making there way to the ship's cafeteria. It was the best place to meet up with their potential partners and figure out any hint about their mission. 

They had been called onto the Innocence airship yesterday. The reasons for their summons was cryptic and vague, but they could assume it was bad. Bad enough that they were called immediately after finishing another mission, given no time to breathe or recuperate. It had fortunately been another easy seek and destroy mission. They had found the target and eliminated her in under a week. Three hours later they had been hustled into a ship and flown to the Innocence. Their questions were met with only the barest facts. Bloodline members dying. Tensions growing. War on the horizon. 

Maeve was excited at least.

[color=ed1c24]"The way things go on this ship our partners are all probably men. Or the Ante Mortem. They probably don't even sell alcohol on this stupid ship anymore."[/color] Maeve grumbled as they entered the cafeteria, rolling her shoulders. Her eyes scanned the cafeteria, looking for a potential fight or someone to flirt with. She idly rubbed the emerald gem around her throat, looking for something of interest. Her shoulders suddenly slumped and she groaned in despair. [color=ed1c24]"I had to open my mouth. Didn't I."[/color]

Kiara smiled grimly as she looked at the two Ante Mortem in the cafeteria. [color=598527]"Yes. You did."[/color]