"And I know since no one else has the balls to tell you for fear of offending you somehow, don't overwork yourself. You're mortal too you know. Also, paperwork has to get boring sometimes, no?"
Ms. Archer waited until he had left the room again to let the smile slip to her lips. She was indeed mortal, but sometimes that was the worst of it. In a world surrounded by these special "Awakened," here she was, Lydia Archer, a regular person stuck right at the heart of things. She turned back to the paperwork and lifted up the top sheet, stopping herself as she raised her pen. Perhaps Viktor was right. It was getting late, and she was tired of paperwork. The same smile slipped back to her face as she stood from her chair. She grabbed her coat as she left the office, slipping an arm through the sleeve and flicking the lights off on her way out. Perhaps she'd go out tonight. It'd been a while since she'd done anything fun for herself.
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Stratos
Cedric's eyebrows raised as Anver listed off what he supposedly had access to. Of course, he would have no way of knowing if the man was telling the truth without calling these contacts right now, but that could wait. He paused as the man finished, closing his eyes as he thought. He spoke after a moment.
"I was not necessarily planning any sort of infiltration on Utopia before you arrived. Perhaps at some point, but now? No." He sighed. "I do believe I have reliable intel on their headquarters location, but even reaching it is a problem of its own. They're likely to have guards, and if my intel on the location is correct, it isn't the easiest place to find." He glanced at the people in the room. "This would be a dangerous undertaking for the Organization. Utopia is strong, and they are led by a strong man. Zweiss is his name. He's determined, strong-willed. He's got something driving him to do what he does, something I don't think any of us can hope to understand at this point. His motives are foreign to us, but regardless, he needs to be stopped. But to undertake such an expedition now... I was hoping I'd have more time, more resources..." He trailed off the end of the sentence. After a short time of silence, he waved a hand dismissively. "Lux, Beverly," he started looking them in the eye as he spoke their names, "Ace, Kenny. What do each of you think? Is this man's story believable enough to you to risk your lives and the lives of others in our Organization? Of course, it is my decision in the end, but I'd like your thoughts."