[center][color=darkgray][b][sub]C H A P T E R  O N E : A NEW DAY   [/sub][/b][/color]
[b][color=Indianred][sup][h1]MISTLE RESEARCH[/h1][/sup][/color][/b][/center]
[center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-PGv4sf9r7s]AMBIENCE[/url][/center]
[COLOR=Indianred][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]T H E  C R O W 'S NEST[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][sup][color=darkgray]February 23[sup]rd[/sup], 2057  |  09:21a.m.  | Strategy Room[/color][/sup][/INDENT][/INDENT]
Ajax, Erik and Poppy were standing on the bridge leading to their hideout. The three of them watched the retreating backs of the Provisional Government agents. The redhead quietly followed her allies back to the entrance, while Erik and Ajax discussed the merits of the offer they just received. The medic didn't have much to add to their talk. It was a job, they would get a good amount of blood beads. They were increasingly difficult to come by these days. An unknown amount of mistles were dying. The Provisional Government was looking into the cause of this phenomenon. The distribution of blood beads was largely their affair.

They gathered the remaining members of the group inside the Telescope & Strategy Room. In the center of the room the namesake telescope towered over them. It was still in use, mainly to spot threats at great distances, or to explore areas without the need to travel there. This allowed the Sidhe to travel uncharted territories in relative safety, as they were otherwise limited by their oxygen tanks.

Erik stood close to the large stone table holding the map of the surrounding area. He was waiting for everyone to arrive with an excited smile on his face.
 
[color=gold]"Good morning guys, Ajax, Pops and I just got back from a quick meet up with the Provisional government. They have a potential job for us. There's a dying mistle located in the Ruined City."[/color] He pointed to one of the few remaining cities on the map. Next to the marker of the Ruined City, "LOST" was spelled out in somewhat clumsy handwriting. 

[color=Gold]"The government asked us to retrieve a sample of this mistle once we locate it. When we get the job done they'll pay us a good amount of blood beads, more than we could manage to scrape together ourselves. Pops said we're running short."[/color] The revenant's eyes scanned the room at the many faces in attendance. [color=Gold]"Thoughts?"[/color]