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[b][color=B19666]Wordage:[/color][/b] [i]443 words (+1 points)[/i]
[b][color=B19666]Experience:[/color][/b] [i]19/20 EXP[/i]
[b][color=B19666]Location:[/color][/b] [i]S.O.U. Building ➡ Seiren[/i]
[sup][b][u][color=B19666]Interaction[/color][/u][/b][/sup]
[sup]Midna's [@DracoLunaris] and Goldlewis's [@Lugubrious][/sup][/center]
Held gingerly in his pale hands the paper cup of black liquid was warm, steam wafting from the beverage greeting him with the scent of caffeine as he brought the drink to his lips as Benedict inclined in his chair slightly. 

Akira Konoe, the attack on DespORHado, the Chimeras and though the Public Security of Midgar generally didn't meddle in Neuron affairs Benedict knew of them off-hand, they were a specialized task force that dealer with the threat of the creatures called Chimeras of which the former Turk knew very little of.

Indeed, as an inspector he solved crimes and found himself buried in paperwork though to say he 'goofed around' with the strange agents that administration employed was a slight exaggeration. At the head of that administration was the man Zenkichi mentioned to the others, a name he was familiar with. 

Konoe was after all the one who worked all the official business of General Affairs, a man in Shinra's pocket so to speak as he was one of five in his cabinet. As far as Benedict was concerned little of what the detective said fazed him, names and titles all familiar to the former Turk.

Benedict tapped the wolves head atop his cane, finished his coffee the gray-haired tactician set the empty cup on the table with a light [i]thok[/i] he gripped the head of his cane as he stood. He didn't necessarily have the creaky old bones of an elderly man but his service as a soldier had taken its toll on him in his tenure.

"[color=B19666]Indeed,[/color]" Benedict nodded in agreement with Goldlewis's comment, the Seekers would have a busy day ahead of them.

"[color=B19666]I believe it would be wise to do as the small yet loud lady said after we attend to reconnaissance and it would behoove us to pool our resources if we intend to have a foothold here in Midgar.[/color]" it was definitely a strategically sound plan, with that and the idea of having their own place to operate it seemed like the most optimal direction to go, therefore Benedict would accompany both Goldlewis and Midna to Seiran.

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It was no wonder why the residents of Seiran had it out for the people up in Suoh, though after spending a day in Detroit this place was better than the slums below. 

It was at least pleasant to see the sky albeit gloomy and casting down a shower, the breeze that blew through the boardwalk blew the smells of the nearby market and food stalls. It was by all means quite pleasant, though Benedict knew well enough the city was anything but pleasant the further down one would travel.