Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20140218013938/@comment-24296957-20140301170614

Amet simply nodded. He didn't know what to say, but could see Regda was thinking. About? Amet had a few ideas. Either he was planning tonight, or trying to piece together the puzzle that was Amet. Amet spoke up.

"Regda, you're thinking. What about? Be honest with me, I don't need any animosity between us.  If we're to be cohesive, I think it'd be best if we laid everything - I mean, EVERYTHING - on the table.  If i'm right, you're either planning for tonight, trying to figure me out, or both. I know I have you figured out, and I already have plans off of that knowlegde of you."

The T.V.s in the airship crackled to life, a picture of Ozpin filling their screens. He was in his room, sipping on a cup of coffee. He drank, put down the cup, cleared his throat, and then spoke.

"Team leaders.  I'm sure you have no doubt in mind what you're mission goals are as of now.  I'll be frank - some of these missions won't be easy.  I suggest you learn together.  What I mean by this is learn the situation.  Don't rush headlong.  I don't want casualties.  I hope you the best of luck, leaders." With that, the T.V.s winked off, the hum of the thruster filling the room once again.

"Quite unlike Ozpin to talk like that." Amet said. "Well, Regda? What else do you have to share?"