Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25763181-20131202083852/@comment-5431934-20131208211412

Cri grinned.

"Just when standing here was starting to get boring, eh?" he said, taking off after his friend across the rooftops. As his own phone began to ring, to tell him about the meeting and the coordinates, Cri tossed it aside, off the building.

Useless, especially since Mess is here.

Catching up to Mess, Cri overtook him just as they reached the building. Pulling open the door, they both went inside.

The interior was well-lit, but sparse. The only objects that stood out were the couches and armchairs around the room, presumably for waiting, and the front desk. The woman at the front desk briefly looked up, and, upon recognizing them, keyed in a code on a keypad on her desk. Behind her, a steel door unsealed, and Cri and Mess walked through.

Inside the room were a few other people. Lock, a blindfolded man that Cri recognized, alongside another man who appeared to be their age, and a woman in military fatigues, whom Cri assumed to be the general.

Grabbing a chair and sitting down in it, Cri leaned back and plonked his feet up on the table, an waited for his unit to arrive.