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[h1][u]An intriguing (if annoyingly phrased) discourse.[/u][/h1]

His previous organization job continued, though this time with more smiles as he got yet another individual fitting of a non-strike category alongside more active combatants, quite the good news. There was even the amusing little business man from before, acting all enthusiastic about the cleric assuming leadership... A wry smile formed on his lips while momentarily scratching his cheek... he didn't quite know what to do with them, but they would figure that out with time.

It was then that the 'group faction' found their first hurdle. Right after  a certain individual seemingly made of metal spoke up in disdain against their meisures, dislike and conceitment quite clear for everyone to see. A light scoff escaped the cleric as Otto made their future contributions clear after directly addressing Ultron by stating about previous defeats... probably a connection of some kind of the same world.

The man who had the demeanor of an experienced mercenary showed downright hostility and distrust without even knowing the one called Ultron. It was now time to interject, otherwise matters will decline inevitably at this rate.

Right after the man who had previously subdued a dog finished his part and the cleric had finished registering matters, a weary sigh escaped his lips and once again the pencil was put down. Standing up again and locking eyes onto the man made of metal, his eyes showed seriousness, but no hostility.

[COLOR=#2d6870]"That's the important part... you are not obligated. Technically, nobody here is. But we are chosing to do so due to facing an overwhelming opponent in a situation where we lack just about any kind of preparation... you yourself just mentioned, despite having a lot of potential, you are handicapped by a lack of production facilities which..."[/COLOR] A methodical pause before showing a confident smirk and raising one finger at the robot.

[COLOR=#2d6870]"Is something that can be arranged, can't it? Specially smoothened by assistance in exchange of future assistance."[/COLOR] Holding his position for a moment while staring Ultron down, his eyes locked soon enough onto the man speaking foreign words between his english.

[COLOR=#2d6870]"And as much as I would like to consider your complaint, a dire situation requires dire measures, does it not? And to place distrust with each other right away will only bring trouble and discourse... a lack of unity in fighting is the undoing of any fighting force. A... fighter, will probably know that quite well"[/COLOR] A serious and stern tone, but one that wasn't condescending, instead more so slightly fed up was spoken towards the newest addition of the strike team.

[COLOR=#2d6870]"...haaaa. And all sterness aside, going back home or obtaining benefits, there's plenty of reason for working for this mission initially, or am I wrong?"[/COLOR] A slightly tired sigh escaped his lips before engaging back into business mode, a polite smile returning to his face just as the pencil did to his hand.
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