Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20170312033542/@comment-26104528-20171218015726

"I see."

"Back when I was still at Sanctum Academy, whenever we had a long enough break, me and the other kids from San Oaxaca always made sure to stop by the memorial whenever we were in town. Usually twice a year..." Stella looked toward the cieling as they flew, reflecting on each visit and what it all meant. If she couldn't put into words her reasons, what business did she have explaining them to Kurai?

"Usually it's to pay respects, let some old friends know I'm doing fine...At least that's the short version." she shrugged slightly; her tone was more inviting of discussion rather than defensive.

"I know...this might be some stuff that's really close to your chest," she turned back towards him. "but if you don't mind me asking, what exactly do you usually do there?"

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Obidiah squad saw Wolfe's troops disembark from a chopper; one of them tilted his head at the fact. This was probably the first rotorcraft he had seen in a while...

Holstering his weapon, Obi-6 came up to one the guards.

"I think I saw at least 2 of 'em standing around out there. Watch yourself, they're making it a little too obvious if you ask me..." he whispered into the other one's ear before hopping in and getting acquanted with the Ex-fireflies sitting across from him.

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"Have a seat." Geuda motioned towards a sofa while he and Cordelia sat on the one across from Pan.

"Mind getting us a few glasses of water?" Cordelia asked a passing servant, casually flicking a coin towards him which he caught neatly with one hand. As she turned back to face Pan, the relaxed aura she had earlier faded away, leaving a much more austere atmosphere in the room.

"Pan." Geuda leaned forward. "One of mine overheard Wolfe mentioned that 'your father' may have something to do with this ambush. He also said 'if we found out, we'd try you for conspiracy'."

"We're not going to do that." Cordelia added. "We want to hear your explanation first." she said as her cheetah ears flared open and she herself leaned towards Pan as well.

"And if you think lying or hedging the facts will help...À confesseurs, médicins, avocats, la vérité ne cèle de ton cas." Geuda spoke in what would be Haitian accented French as he looked at the fencer dead in the eyes, motioning at him with his hand to indicate it was Pan's turn to speak.