《Brigante Ark - New Chaos》Intrusion
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Opening the door, he could hear the rumbling noise of the people inside of it. Tin and Ken are currently arguing. Though he couldn’t get the gist of the topic, he just couldn’t help himself, and more likely he wanted to make the two of them shut up. The only thing that translates his thoughts was his behavior. The grim look of his eyes sends a chill to the spine of Ken even without looking at him.
“Hey, what’s up with you again? Why emit such a gloomy aura? Looks like someone skips the meal.” Ken jested.
“Just leave him be Ken. Come back here, we’re not done arguing.” Tin coerced him. The two of them begin to ramble at each other.
“Could you guys please shut up for a couple of minutes? Why aren’t we starting to discuss this meeting yet?” Alastor flatly asked.
“Uhm, because the pretty boy is not here, and Linda is currently - Oh there they are.”
Linda came to the room along with the man clad in such a flamboyant outfit. It’s past eight o’clock when this man suddenly summons the gang. He was wearing a flamboyant outfit, red long-sleeve polo along with jeans and a red scarf twist on his neck. His name is Cid Philson.
He is considered a reliable asset to the organization despite his hobby. He has been working with their group for the past few months, only meeting in contact with Linda sometimes. Normally a spy like him would solely focus on his designated task given by his superior, alone, but Linda requests his assistance to the director for this assignment.
“What took you so long?” Ken asked.
“Oh, you know, I had to pick this guy up in the entrance ‘Because he doesn’t want to get lost,” Linda explained.
“What’re you, a nine-year-old?” Ken sputtered a mocking voice.
Cid replied, “Well, let’s just say that I have a bad sense of direction.”
Alastor is confused by how they casually talk, “You guys know each other?
“Wait, you don’t know him?” Tin questioned. Alastor could only shrug as he has no idea who he is. They met once before he visited their hideout, other than that, he could not recall any other occasions they met.
Ken came closer to his ears, whispering, “Dude, back when we were in the Glade, he was our senior. He’s famous for being known as a ladies’ man.”
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“Why are you whispering?” Tin suddenly joined and startled Ken.
Linda sighs and feels sorry for Cid, “Just don’t mind them, and please have a patient.”
“Nah, don’t worry about it. I’m used to it.” Cid shrugged it off.
“Hey! Will you guys stop gossiping!?” She squawked with such an authorizing voice. She irately asked, “Tin and Ken, will you guys act according to your age?”
“We are acting base on our age!” the two said in-sync.
Ken's description of him lingers in Alastor's mind, he couldn’t remember him and if he knows him, but sure he will eventually recognize him. Then he saw the resemblance of his face in a flash, the thing that changed is that now he has a shaved beard and blonde hair, back then he had dark hair, and the thing that resembles them now is their color ocher eyes.
The discussion starts a few minutes ago and the first thing they discuss is the branches of connections of the gang they take down then he begins to talk about a certain plantation and the man that he considered as a big threat to them.
“Listen, we all had one chance to expose this guy, if we messed up, then it would be hard to find this guy again.”
The white-colored glow of the bulbs illuminates the wide room.
At the center, a giant table is in there, there are control panels at its edges and a few buttons aligned and currently Tin is decoding the device they stole at the Jules market. Everyone listens to Cid’s explanation with a serious upfront.
“You’ve gotta be careful too, those hooligans are armed with military weapons, and they’re not happy with what you did. So, listen to me carefully, alright? Tin, are the blueprints ready?” He asked.
“Just wait, here we go.” After she pressed the button a giant old chemical factory appeared on the screen. A massive cylindrical-like edifice stands firm behind a tall building. The building in size is only half of the entirety of the chemical factory.
Cid then proceeds to explain.
“This is Kayon Chemical Factory. It’s abandoned for the previous eight years until now.” Cid swiped at the profile list. There, it shows the person that was involved in their mission, others are marked as eliminated but those persons are small fries that they have taken care of for the past few months. When he finally finds the person, he wants them to know, he pressed it.
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Ken replied, “This fatso, Don Trifalgo, he’s the one who bought that plantation. That place has turned now into some delivery services as a partner of Kelby Hives. Now, I know that you guys know this pig.”
“Yes, of course, we stole his item at the Jules market and why are you repeating this discussion? We already know that; our superiors had already oriented us.”
Cid snorted as if he was bored and then continued, “Yes, Atta boy, but that’s not all of that. He’s just a puppet. Your real target is this guy.”
Cid pressed the search bar and entered his code at the top of the login members. Opening the secret files of the Glade, Linda’s movement paused and keenly observed who he was talking about. The figure of a man wearing a white trench coat and beneath it is a tuxedo.
“His name is Theo Koel Juvel. He is the CEO of the Kelby Hives, now I know you guys don’t know him, but this guy is a certified ‘King of Douchebags’, he is using humans as his guinea pigs for his experiments and likely, the supposed mission you must do is added up, but we’ll talk about that later. You lot must have already taken a hint about these two. Fatso is just a cover-up, but the mastermind is this guy, Theo.”
Ken raised his voice again, “I don’t think we should dig in that much. I mean look, we have the pieces of evidence, that giant triangular Data Bank and the energy dampener is on our possession, why not copy a file to another Data Bank and wait for the timing to assault them, and then give it to the police.”
Cid sarcastically said, “Wow, that’s right we should’ve just given a copy to the police and assaulted them just as the clients wanted, without digging deeper into their menace. You are a knack, eh.”
“Yeah right?” Ken happily congratulates himself but the others are deemed to be stuck in their pace in comprehending, ignoring him then comes the loud voice of Cid.
“No! We will not hand them a copy and we will not stop right there. Listen to me, they might already have created a bioweapon generated out from the experiments and if we’re not careful things might go critical.” Ken finally realized and he looked down, frowned.
“Uh question,” Alastor raised his hand, “I'm curious, this blueprint. Are we looking at the new or outdated one?” He asked.
“Uhh, The outdated one.” He utterly replied.
“Figures,” Alastor mumbled, disappointed.
“Look, there’s no way I could get an actual blueprint of the place. So please bear with my presentation, kay?”
Tin raised, voicing out her concern, “Do you think we should skip the part where we’re planning on how to take him down and consult first to the directors about the change of circumstances?”
Cid promptly replied, “Here’s the thing kid. I am an agent, a spy if you would say. There’s a chick - I mean a mission that is waiting for me. The higher-ups won’t stop bitchin’ me, so yeah, my time is limited and at the same time, I can’t jeopardize the trust of my collaborators. Are we cool with that? Cause’ I know either of you guys can find a way to convince them.” He altered his gaze back at the screen when Linda pressed a button - opening a tab for a video call.
Cid was about to cancel when an image of a man appeared on the screen. He is surprised by whom Linda is calling. It’s one of the directors of the Glade, Rod Hidalgo Fey.
Cid let out a sigh and cursed in a low voice, “Oh shit.”
Rod’s face was emphasized on the screen. It seems that he is in a hurry. Altering his attention to the screen, “What is it you want? I’m busy.”
Cid stands back as if he saw a ghost. Linda pushes a button underneath the table and drags the tab to the giant screen, the image hung in the wall, “Sir, there are changes of circumstances regarding the mission.” Linda started to narrate what Cid’s explained to them and finally, the plan is already laid. The mission proceeded tonight, and they hope that they would unveil the menacing secrets of the man.
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