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A young woman walks down a particularly long hallway, with a few squabbley looking men crowded around her shouting things almost unintelligible, every now and then she shouts something back and one of them runs off in a different direction.
Finally she parts the crowd, and walks into a door, that leads to a room that opens out to a wide space, all of it bleach white, with desks, computer screens, and other such materials carefully placed about.
"Mr. Cerberus! Mr. Wolf!"

Ms. St Cloud bristled a bit by his attitude marched in his direction.
"What the hell is this?" She said, standing now behind him.
"I asked for you two hours ago! And I find you are playing with toys..." She reached over to pluck the screwdriver right out of his hand.
"Tell me Mr. Cerberus, do you enjoy wasting my time?"
Oh she was in a good mood today, which could easily be seen as she tossed the tool behind her, having it caught by a guard in midair.
Finally she looked up. "And where the hell is Ms. Ember?"

Almost as if on cue, a young woman stepped in the door. Her long black pants spoke of years of neglect, however they didn't sport a single hole. Classic black converse poked out of the bottom of the pants, and a closed red leather jacket sporting more pockets and useless zippers than necessary hung from her shoulders. A pair of goggles perched on the top of her head completed the outfit. For a moment it seemed as if the girl was about to turn around and leave again, but the look quickly faded. Grinning, she quickly moved next to the now standing Cerberus and saluted the shouting woman with her right hand. Then she held up a soda with her left.

"Ma'am! I was out getting a soda Ma'am!"

The glint in her eye and her tone told everyone in the room that Ember was just joking. However, it was also just as obvious that Ember was not poking fun at the other woman, she just merely had a playful personality that would not be stifled.

(this ember-> http://i11.tinypic.com/4do3e2u.jpg The person, not the outfit.)

At once Cerberus winced and rubbed his ear at Embers shouting. Crossing his arms and tapping his foot, Cerberus looked to both of them with just the wrong amount of distate. Though, however defiant and rude he was, Cerberus was loyal to a fault, waiting for what was to be said.

Ms. St Cloud placed her hands behind her back, and rocked on her heels a few times before finally speaking.
"That'll do I suppose."
She turned and snapped at one of the men who had followed her in.
"Play it." She said sharply, and moments later a blurred image came onto the larger screen on the wall across from them.
After a few seconds of high pitched noise, that made most of the people hold their ears, except for Ms. St Cloud, instead she just watched rather stoically.
"From Veral himself..." Was all she said once it quieted down.
Soon an image of a shaded figure came into focus and began to speak, though most of it was too damaged to understand correctly, except one portion.
"If my demands are not met..." The screen blurs again and there is more high pitched jitter ... "the second Tuesday of next month.... destruction... misery."
She then turned back to the two, "Mr. Cerberus, I want you to try and make that as audible as possible. Ms. Ember, I want you to check our intelligence reports, I want to see if this is another empty threat."

As the video played, Ember began to frown slightly. The frown only increased as time when on. Once the clip ended, Ember stared thoughtfully in to space for a few seconds. Then she nodded once to St Cloud. Her earlier humor had disappeared, and all that was left was a quiet sense of purpose. It was obvious that Ember never joked about her work.

"I'll get on it right away Ms. St Cloud."

(( Sorry I missed, I slept in the other day. crying . Seeing as everyone is in the spirit of going about new characters per say I guess I'll dispense with the Adromaw gig for now and go for something that looks just like human, but is mysterious; something of a find by St. Cloud. But I have no pictures; no time to go searching and lazy and well can't make them myself yet. razz so yeah.))When St. Cloud had first entered the other man she had referred to as 'Mr. Wolf' sat seemingly asleep in a chair against the wall. He was a bit odd to many, I mean usually quiet, rather quiet and didn't really say much unless he had reason to. Not one to start conversation as things stood at the moment. He didn't remember much either, couldn't really explain himself, where he was from or what he had been doing. He was stumbled upon by Ms. St Cloud on one of her... expeditions as it were and she took him in; she saw he had things to offer - that she needed to keep from 'rivals'.

So there he sat in black attire hidden beneath a very dark red hoodless cloak. He rested there with a strange mechanical blade resembling a large sword, but held exceptional use beyond just the simple blade. With two hollow cylindrical pieces that extruded from the rear base of the hilt guard above where the hand would grip and angled roughly at forty-five degrees each and in line with the flat of the blade. Overly stylish and rather thick looking for a sword. This sword he held by the sheath in his right hand and underneath the cloak.

Ms. St Cloud had dressed down Mr. Cerberus and Ember had entered, made her excuses. The message runner played the message of devastation that had Ms. St Cloud in a business attitude. After the message played that is when Mr. Wolf opened his eyes, he was paying attention the whole time, it was how he was; often you wouldn't always know when he was tuned in. He raised himself from the seat, chains, belts and his sword with hits hilt made heavy chinking metallic music as he came to life. Standing tall he looked down and to his side and then across the whole scene taking it all in visually. When his eyes rested on Ms. St Cloud and considering the message it is obvious that work was coming, he took one step forward with heavy sound of his boot to the floor and waited patently.

(( uh... I hope you all don't mind of any liberties I may have taken with that one. Oh and for some reason I got myself thinking of FF:Unlimited again hehe. But no soil and magun for this guy. I decided to keep within certain parameters of the old Wolf, so swords and 'power'/electrics and mysterious what would seem to be telekanesis oh crap I'll look up the spelling like later. >.< ))