[h1]Number Fourteen, Wolf In Sheep's Clothing[/h1]
[u][b]Location[/b][/u]: New York, The Rookery, Floor 5; War Department. 
[center]Theme Music: [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tmMyeqN8txw]Avant (Accoustic Version)[/url][/center]
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She stood there in the lobby watching the others with a contented smile. For Fourteen, it was an interesting dynamic firsthand to see almost all the numbers and their handlers together here. Seven was just there, wearing her mask, and it left with Fourteen's curiosity about the mask. She really wanted to take it off, but she isn't going against Dolittle at the moment. Besides, she already has to deal with a headache like hers, which will cause the tiniest bit of trouble if given a chance. Twelve was just an energetic ball for an older sibling; she couldn't help but wonder what ran through her mind. Five's here, he tried to touch two's heart only to get threatened by a knife from two's own handler. Sucks to be him. 

Thirteen's here. Her big brother! She kinda was happy to see him. He didn't seem to say much as that's a bummer. Eight's here and so is Nine! Well Nine said hello, so Fourteen gave a wave back.

It was in this due time. The Archbishop was here. She heard Dolittle's footsteps approaching her side and his stare with a little plead "not to do something stupid, as it's very important" type look. By the time these two reached inside the war room along with the others.  From the sounds of this meeting, Both Four and two were killed along with Four's own handler. Fourteen left out a little pout before sighing. 

[color=#088F8F]"Man and here I thought, Four and Two were like supposed to be one of the stronger ones."[/color] Fourteen spoke, and it earned a slight cough in the background from Dolittle. But from the other numbers chiming up including about the artifact and light. From awarance of them talking about Two's abilities and with a couple of Handlers whom as she sighed. [color=#088F8F]"But that's a little weird, now I think about it. Command on accelerating the talk, and then things get cut. Call that peculiar thing, It sounds like something I want to figure out."[/color] 

She eyed Dolittle's direction as it seems the latter was focused on the meeting at hand. She let out a sigh.