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Alvin sat down as well, declining Okeam's offer of sherry with a scowl.
"I suppose you know why you're all here." S - a man in his late fifties, maybe, wearing a black suit - walked along the side of the table, his arms crossed behind his back. "The Malus have attacked America, Brazil, Mexico, Italy, and Africa, each time posing as that country's rival." "What would they get out of this?" Okeam yawned. "Profit of course; the Malus is using old technology, true, but it's advanced in a way no modern technology can create. It uses the Fantom's designs." "... You mean the Fantom of the Opera House?" Okeam started laughing. "Oh god, you dragged us here to chase a ghost?" Far, far beyond the island, we dwelt in shades of twilight, through dread and weary days, through grief and endless pain. It lies unknown, the land of mine! A hidden gate to save us from the shadow fall. The lord of water spoke in the silence words of wisdom. I've seen the end of all: Be aware, the storm gets closer. Av by Miranda_
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"Sorry, Djimon, I keep slipping in that aspect. I apologize." S sighed, and Alvin chucked a notepad on the table at Okeam; it hit her square in the forehead and made her yelp.
"Stupid split." "Anyway, you've all been called here to this meeting because you all have talents the world needs to save it. A scientist, a... sports enthusiast, a ship captain, a bomb expert and weapon expert, and a computer expert." S clapped his hands together. "You're the Miscreant League." Okeam stared at him blankly. "... That meant to be a compliment? Cause that made me want to gouge out your eyes, S." Far, far beyond the island, we dwelt in shades of twilight, through dread and weary days, through grief and endless pain. It lies unknown, the land of mine! A hidden gate to save us from the shadow fall. The lord of water spoke in the silence words of wisdom. I've seen the end of all: Be aware, the storm gets closer. Av by Miranda_
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"Blame Sid, he's the one who came up with the name."
"Don't be pinning the blame on some unfortunate sap. Tell us why you dragged us here-" Okeam sat up, tottering slightly; she couldn't hold her alcohol well. "-or we're leaving." Far, far beyond the island, we dwelt in shades of twilight, through dread and weary days, through grief and endless pain. It lies unknown, the land of mine! A hidden gate to save us from the shadow fall. The lord of water spoke in the silence words of wisdom. I've seen the end of all: Be aware, the storm gets closer. Av by Miranda_
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