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[color=9f9f9f]Zhen was seated off center, staring at the map to comprehend the scale of the incident, filling her mind with all of the damage that had already been done, and all that would be needed in the aftermath of it. She raised her hand to ask a question. [color=white]“Regarding our approach to this tower, are we going in quietly, or are we going loud?”[/color]

[color=bca346]”Loud. They’re herded for the most part with nowhere to run so stealth won’t be an issue. Our approach will be by air. Yi already has the airship fueled and is standing by.”[/color]

Zhen said [color=white]“Excellent. Do we anticipate the need for anti-vehicle capabilities, or is this exclusively anti-personnel?”[/color]

[color=bca346]”We are expecting there to be vehicles modified for crossing the desert…”[/color] As Nelu spoke, he began pressing another series of buttons.

Katakuri was clothed from head to toe; he had been practicing concealing his identity from most in the L.S.F. The main two who spoke were Nelu and Zhen, and he was in no hurry to comment on this situation. Personally, Katakuri found it disturbing how quickly so many people became benders. [color=white][u][i]What does this imply for the city?[/i][/u][/color] He thought. He could have been quiet because he was lost in his thoughts.

The short, soft-faced person in the chair nearest Nelu spoke up. Their exhausted green eyes were also fixed on the map. [color=white]“Yeah, I got a couple. How many fugitives we talkin here? Is it so many that it’s gonna take all of us to contain the situation? Or are we just being extra cautious?”[/color] As they spoke, they fiddled with something in their gloved hands. It looked like a small metallic ball, tarnished and worn with age.

After a moment, the image above the table flickered and changed, displaying a fuzzy top down view of the area. There was a large leaning shadow that represented the position of the tower and numerous dots surrounding it representing the people who were gathering at its base. In a neat row nearby were slightly larger, rectangular shapes which were believed to be vehicles. Five in total. After a few seconds, the image changed and the number of dots on screen grew. It changed again and the dots multiplied once more. [color=bca346]”We’re looking at roughly fifty people, and given the large number of benders in one area and the assumption that they’re still empowered, we’re sending the entire team. It [i]will[/i] take all of us. There’s no telling how much control they have over their bending and what kind of threat they might pose to us.”[/color]

Jin’s eyes flicked from dot to dot, counting. Finally, they let out a low whistle. [color=white]“That’s a shit ton of people. I gotta fix my requisition list.”[/color] They tossed the metal ball into the air, just a bit higher with each throw. [color=white]“Got a feelin it’ll be less before we get out there, though.”[/color]

Katakuri’s sense of humor had been tainted by years of service in the L.S.F., and hearing Jin’s remark caused him to chuckle, [color=9e0039]"You are right,"[/color] his voice low and emotionless. [color=9e0039]“They can’t control themselves, so they are doing our job for us,”[/color]  which was obvious. He doubted that they didn’t realize most of these people couldn’t control their powers during the major event that caused all of this. 
[color=9e0039]"If necessary, can this containment mission be a kill-on-sight mission?"[/color] he wanted to know. When Katakuri asked this question, he was looking directly at Nelu. He was concerned about Nelu’s current situation, but he wouldn’t dare vocalize his personal concerns at work.

Nelu nodded. [color=bca346]”Like I said, we’ve captured enough Benders that we can replenish rank if necessary. There is no expectation to take anyone alive, so you are free to engage as you see fit.”[/color]

Katakuri smirked under the fabric that covered his face, nodding to his superior, “[color=9e0039]I will not disappoint you then,”[/color] he turned his job into a game by seeing how many individuals he could take down. Handling his career in this secret service position in a sick and twisted manner.

[color=bca346]”You never do, Kata.”[/color] Nelu said, giving the man another nod and a smile. [color=bca346]”Now, I want everyone to keep in mind that there is a sandstorm raging in the area which is currently blocking their route. Readings of the storm indicate that it [i]is[/i] dying, so our window of opportunity to catch them before they’re all on the move is closing fast. Expect panic and attempts to escape into the desert on approach, but also keep in mind that due to the danger of these storms, we cannot enter them without accepting extreme risk. Losing any of you is not something I am willing to do. So, [i]If they get into the storm,[/i] I am ordering you now to let them go. The desert will do the rest. No need to get yourself buried along with them. Other than that, you’re free to do as you please.”

“Are there any other questions?”[/color]

Zhen raised her hand again and spoke [color=white]“Is it sufficient to describe knowledge as justified true belief? How can we account for true beliefs built on incorrect but logically sound justifications?”[/color] She paused and heard the silence around the room.

[color=white]“Oh, you meant about the mission. No further questions.”[/color] There was an even longer silence.

[color=white]“Don’t look like that, you aren’t going to get quizzed on this.”[/color] Zhen said, realizing that humor was something she still had to work on.

When Zhen asked her question, Katakuri couldn’t stop himself from smiling. Her sense of humor was unique, but he appreciated her attempt to lighten the mood – [i]if that was her intention.[/i] He approached her from behind, placing a single hand on her shoulder and gently squeezing it. [color=9e0039]"[i]Not everyone is a professor of philosophy or has an astonishing amount of intelligence like you, Master Lun,[/i]"[/color] he whispered, his face close to hers. Anyone could tell he was in a good mood and was probably smiling beneath the cloth mask.

[color=white]"I have a new question."[/color] Jin piped up. They were staring at Zhen. [color=white]"What the fuck did you just say?"[/color] They looked utterly confused. [color=white]"I mean, I understood the words, individually. Just not together."[/color]

[color=bca346]”Zhen has a sense of humor this morning.”[/color] Nelu commented, smiling as he tapped invisible keys on the table once again. [color=bca346]”That’s a good sign and something you will get used to it, hopefully. You’ll also get used to this.”[/color] The image of the spire was replaced by another face now joining the other bending fugitives. Another stickball player.

[color=bca346]”You may or may not recognize her but she is Kanna Wu. Daughter of the woman you recently took care of. I know that before, the directive was to leave her alive, but it looks like she went and got herself further involved in her mother’s world. She was last seen helping Chu Hua escape during their game and there’s a good chance she’s out there with the rest of them.”[/color]
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