[h3][color=#66b2b2]ARIA: THE PROTECTOR[/color] | The Mavericks[/h3][sub]Reporting to: Billy Black[/sub][hr] [sub][@ERode][@OwO][@Majoras End][@BrokenPromise][@Majoras End][@Izurich][/sub]

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Fritz's entrance was enough to give the Protector pause, and after listening to her speech, it was able to decide on one thing-- [i]enough was enough.[/i]

It stood at attention, seemingly in respect to its former boss, while responding with a firm nod towards Billy's suggestion. Surely, there was bound to be some issue with alternating between the two factions' missions like this-- however, pooling bad blood over clashes like this was not part of its agenda, and it surely wasn't about to cross any lines to get on either party's nerves. More than that-- it had the heart to grow attached to some of the members of the proclaimed opposing squad... and after all the things it's done that day, it figured that losing friends, or even acquaintances, wouldn't be part of its grievances. 

The Protector was faced forward the entire time and noticed in time to catch Valkyrie's glance. At this point, it would have taken off its helmet to express its deepest apologies-- if only its esper form actually kept its head. What was left inside was merely a soul etched into the inner workings of the suit of armor, and a stern-faced helmet to top it all off. So instead, it displayed its sincerities in another way it best knew how--

The suit of armor sheathed its spear to its back, then bent its body to execute a deep 90-degree bow. It stayed like this for three seconds, before looking back up at the GEMINI agents, its gaze lingering on Agent Valkyrie and then Agent Su as if to say "I'm sorry". Not wanting to drag things on any longer, it nodded at Klava once to signal its exit, and took its leave.

It would pass the Timekeeper and Apollo on the way in time to hear the latter's question. Normally, this would have made the nursery teacher inside the suit of armor furrow its brows very deeply. But on this particular day, it couldn't help but sigh in its heart and say, 

[color=#66b2b2]"Beer... sounds good."[/color] The deeply solemn, tin-canny voice sounded from within the armor. However, as soon as these few words left its metallic slits, its brows suddenly did furrow as the concern of underage drinking reminded the esper of something else more important.

[i]The children[/i]-- it needed to get the children in the garage! 

It patted the Timekeeper on his head, keeping the weight of its gauntlet light so that the gesture was more gentle than painful, before speeding up in its pace towards the exit of the mansion, and then circling around in a sprint to search for the kids. 

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