Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20150907231134/@comment-26104528-20151108021955

"Scanning...No Grimm signatures detected. All hostiles dispatched." the Inua's CATSAI reported as it slowly circled the area.

"Great work Squad. Rendevous at top level for pick-up." Obadiah-1 ordered her people as she ascended the stairs. With official HAZMAT forces heading in for final clean-up, her team had been given the all-clear to withdraw from the scene. Who would have thought that just an hour ago, this was a shopping center in the heart of civilization. Now, it looked like a post-apocalyptic warzone. The Jaguar went to wipe something off her visor, only to find it was a fairly substantial scratch. Either way, something was wrong about this whole incident. On one hand, she was debating whether or not to take her squad to do some further investigations of thier own into why BOB would crash the party like this when just the Beaconites alone would have been sufficient.

But alas, her job was just following orders. The two Inuas came in to retrive the remaining Flagg equipment in addition to the two eliminators. Strapping into his dropseat, Rainier figured there was no bettr time than now to get started on that incident report.

And it was going to be a long one....

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"...Need I remind you that we essentially did the job for you?" Director Hargreave stood unmoved with the Governemnt official's refusal to pay for the assistance. The raccoon paced around her office, pushing the holographic displays aside.

"....Wasn't it agreed with the chief of Vale Police that BCU would be contracted short-term? I have evidence." she sent an audio recording of the conversation with the exasperated commander to the official.

"Very well then. Payment for your services will be deducted from this year's LE Budget. On behalf of the Kingdom of Vale, I formally apologize for the confusion. Have a pleasent evening." the official gave his canned response and hung up. Typical g-men... The raccoon adjusted her bun before taking in seat at her desk and ringing up Anise and Rainier. Holograms for both of them came out of the brushed aluminum monolith that was her desk.

"Well you two, it looks like your good-heartedness has paid off. I need to speak with both of you in my office, specifically you, Ms. Remington."

"whatever it was, just kidding!" she playfully replief as she always did when one of Flagg's directors demanded to speak with her.

"You're not in trouble; we just need to talk about what you saw and who you were talking with..." Flagg's own little display of might may be drawing attention that the company wasn't asking for and despite Anise's usual precautions of her false identity, everyone probably knew she was with Flagg by now. The fact that she had recorded evidence of BOB-rogue's actions and some collaborating with Cyzarine might make all of them targets of delusional men overstaying thier power-trip.

Flagg was known for being a stanuch defender of thier assets and resources, and they were not above using gunfire if that meant staying in business.