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"Hmph. Well, someone's grumpy as usual. And to think, we're teammates. At least my other comrade isn't so rude." He shrugged with a smile as he referred to Raon, his expected response was met with silence. "So, how was your folks mission? Success rate high, I assume?" He asked, ignoring Ace's demand.

"Huh, that's strange. It's actually the first time I've heard you mention that. Have you called me that before, or has a lack of conflict affected you somehow?" He asked, taking notice of his glare. "Alright, alright. You win. I know when I'm not welcome, Mister Tightwad." He gave a salute with a straight face before cracking a smile and bursting into laughter, waving as he left to his ship.

"Oh yeah, one more thing!" He shouted. "It looks your ship took some visible damage and whoever did the repairs could really use some serious work. I wouldn't allow them to touch this thing again after the shoddy job they did. Whenever you're in need of some real repairs, you know where to find me. That is, if you're not to proud to ask for help." He laughed as the bridges separated, the horn bellowing again to prepare for shipping out.

Tempest walks back onto his ship as a pair of soldiers approach him, "What are your orders, sir?" They both saluted. "Well, after having a little friendly chat with Mr. Militant over there, both of our missions were a complete success. So I guess that means we report back to H.Q. with our 'cargo' and some well deserved shore-leave, am I right, fellas?" He chuckled, the both of them unfazed by his light humor but enough to eyeball each other, showing they were looking forward to it.

"Oh right, you have to be all stiff while in the presence of your commanding officer. Not even a smile, huh? Man, you guys are no fun." He huffed. "At ease, gents. You have your orders." He commanded in a more serious tone, but also unenthusiastically. "Sir!" They replied amply, the small group splitting up as Tempest headed below deck into the prison area, observing his handcuffed 'cargo' he was sent to capture earlier.

"This Dragon-Kid... What's so special about him that he needs to be captured?" He pondered to himself, staring at the unconscious teenager with great curiosity. "He doesn't seem to have any note-worthy powers like that of a scale user, but how in the world does a human grow horns like a dragon? And what about the other one Ace and Raon captured? Surely, he has to be dangerous for the both of them to be sent to Konjou, or maybe it was a bit excessive, but then again it is the E.A.E." He thought, the guard staring strangely at Tempest the entire time.

"You there." He said to the soldier without looking at him, scaring him to attention. "Y-yes, s-sir?" He answered nervously. "Make sure this one here eats hearty. No gruel or anything that'll make him sick. It's gonna be a long journey and we have to make sure he's in prime condition before we get there, well as prime as he would be before his fight." He chuckled, the guard laughing along nervously. "Let me know if you have any problems with him. I'll be sleeping." He informed him, yawning after just waking up from a nap already. "Sir!" He saluted, Tempest walking of into his cabin and right to bed.

(Exits Konjou Shoreline and enters E.A.E. Stronghold Shoreline.)

"I don't know. I'll let you know when we get word back from the base."