Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161224034213/@comment-26444332-20161227201913

Edacnik wrote: Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: 'Yes, yes we should,' Asariel says, quickly pulling Ricky to his feet and then leading them along.

After a short while of maze-like alleys, footbridges, tunnels, and sidewalks (which leave the three following rather confused as to where they are), Asariel finally stops in front of a nondescript skyscraper somewhere in town.

'Once you go in, there is no going back,' he warns. "I'm in. I've always wanted to be an avenger..." he says sarcastically. Asariel shakes his head in amusement before opening the door and leading them inside.

Within is a sparsely furnished ground floor. An attendant, upon seeing Asariel, waves them to an elevator, which they then take to the fortieth floor. The doors ding and open.

'Here we are. Welcome to Stratigikí,' Asariel says, walking in.

Outside the elevator is a bustling office, a hive of activity. Several people have headsets on and are watching their monitors. On one wall is a large viewscreen with an aerial view of the island. While most people appear to be dressed in normal clothing, some are dressed in more... flamboyant fashion. Asariel walks up to one of these, a man dressed in long cream-and-brown robes like a Jedi out of Star Wars. On the man's back is a massive Japanese sword, a nodachi of at least a hundred and fifty centimeters. Beside him is a plain-clothes man, dressed in simple black and white attire.

'These are Valor and Nomad,' Asariel says, introducing the two men. 'They're the section heads of this office.'

Both nods their heads in welcome.