[center][h1][color=39b54a]Paula Dirac-The Irrational Mage[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][h2]Clock Tower, Head Office[/h2][/center]

Paula was very non-plussed when Asmar pushed her aside. 

[color=39b54a]"Asdfghj. Don't touch me! Do so again and I will reduce you to a statistic, and you know how dangerous our line of work can be."[/color] 

She huffed and took a seat, glaring at Anderson and Orson and crossing her arms.

[color=39b54a]"I was put on this project because of my particularly robust form of Numerology. The very hands of fate are mine to control. Victory will be assured, especially since the catalyst I acquired will ensure I summon a particularly powerful servant from the Age of Gods. This is all provided that we all get on the same page, [i]my page[/i]."[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Anyways, enough talk. It is time for action! Give us the intel!"[/color]

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