Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20170312033542/@comment-26104528-20171003060717

"Business." Ingraham replied to Gretel as Fritz got back to lunch.

"But it's one thing to prepare for the storm, it's another thing to cancel it alltogether." After Osiris dropped off that set of blueprints, in a rare act of inter-corporation cooperation, Flagg transferred a copy to Oceanus Heavy Industries; one of thier competitors who specialized in heavy machinery, plasma technology, and mecha. Ingraham was one of the agents overseeing the meeting and remembered hearing one of OHI's engineers joke that they finally found something that guzzled more dust than Flagg-tech.

"That giant arm you sent us, turns out it needs its own G-Engines to move at a pace faster than-" Ingraham moved his own arm in comically slow motion, mimicing how Flagg and OHI Engineers explained it. "Without 'em, you and Fritz could probably climb that thing with barely a sweat, drop a 'nade or three in the cockpit, and be done by dinner."

"Realm tries to build thier own with our designs, we sue their pants off. Try to build 'em anyway and we show them some Sahali Hospitality..." Fritz chimed in. "Remember who you're talking to Osiris, we may not have completely annihilated the Black Dawn, but we've been doing pretty well against 'em."

"Y'know..." Ingraham's voice dropped an octave. "I haven't heard any of the big wigs say it, but sometimes it feels like we're keeping the Dawnies around just to farm money off of 'em..."

"...I really wouldn't be suprised if that was the case." Fritz joked, knowing that given his long-term mission from Hargreave, that likely wasn't the case at all with the Black Dawn.

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"I am very happy you told me that." Honara replied, looking shocked on the other end of the phone. "I'll have someone pack the hiring booth and print up some pamphlets."

The rattlesnake figured that bringing along the recruitment booth that Flagg would bring to Hackathons, technology conventions, career fairs, and college campuses should be a good sign of thier intentions.

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"The Order of Twilight belives in balance. As the last Matriarch of our Order said: Night and Day, Life and Death, Creation and Destruction, People and Grimm. Only having one from each pair will lead to ruin in some form or another, that is why there must be balance. That is what the world fails to see." her voice went on, as serene as ever.

"We have driven back the Creatures of Grimm as much as we are forced to push against the Kingdoms, but it is all in the name of preserving our world. The Fall of Beacon has been quite the disruption, not to discount the actions of the False Judge and the Matriarchs. Only a month ago, I would not have been so keen to speak these words."

"But now we must right what has gone wrong in the world." As they approaced the platform, the woman fished around in her handbag, retrieving a piece of paper.

"This brings me back to what you must know. We suspect the False Judge will send his butchers against you within the week, but some of his former soldiers will stand against him alongside you. This is the contact for thier leader." she firmly placed the scrap in Everest's hand, closing his fist around it.

"You may also encounter what you think are militants of the Black Dawn, but you would be wrong. They will be fighters of the Order of Twilight, hounds in wolves clothing if you will."

It was here that the woman's voice went from harmless and serene to almost having the power of a Black Dawn Matriarch behind it. "We have stood idle, hiding among the beasts, for long enough. The time has come; the sun will set on the False Judge."