Snippet #1813688

Day/Time set: Day 1, LU (6am)
Location set: Academy Room 3

((Micháele))

Micháele frowned. Within the space of two minutes, his most trusted had left with the beautiful Stella, claiming family illness, and now the young nobleman Ymber was already on his feet protesting. Brow beginning to darken further as he listened to the young lad’s concerns, the lord made himself breathe deeply, smoothing his features to hide his thoughts. He was right – she was nobility! And of course she was known by a different name, Micháele justified to himself, The boy’s concerns were more from a familial point of view clearly. No one would want to find out that their sibling held a secret identity.

Clearing his throat, Micháele calmly indicated for Ymber to sit down again, and spoke only once the boy was settled. “Thank you for your concerns, although in this case they are unnecessary.” Stalling another outburst with a raised hand, the lordling smiled to blunt the sting from his words. “You all have the right to know what you are and that is – primarily – knowledge scouts.” He inclined his head towards the young lad, raising his eyebrows. “This will, at times, require a certain amount of... discretion when passing on information. All members of Recon One have been specifically selected for their roles with careful deliberation-”

He barely managed to avoid rolling his eyes in Aibhilin’s direction, instead turning his gaze to settle on Isa. “-and this means that some of those accepted for this mission will already be more than skilled in the areas of confidentiality. I find this often begins with their personal lives.”

Leaning forward to rest his elbows on the desk, Micháele steepled his fingers, blue gaze passing over each party member in turn. “Let me tell you a little secret of my own. We don’t care what secrets you hide in your life on Indri’Enis; as long as keeping them doesn’t hinder the mission, then we are more than happy to ignore them. However, if I get a whiff of anything untoward, there will be investigations. As I have said before, you are the most important people on this whole ship at present: to the success of this mission and the Teela race. Do not give us reason to doubt your motives and you will be treated with the respect you deserve.”

“Now.” Settling back into his chair, the Lord Tacita smiled at his team. “If there are no more questions forthcoming, I believe you have a mission to prepare for.”