âIt had always been more easy to relate to things that are not human...â
"As you wish, your Highness." Uno noted with his typical playful tone as he removed himself from the doorway. It seemed that she was a kind person despite how hard she tries to cover it up with her brusque words and gestures. Not wanting unnecessary damages, it was something he did not think about. For all its worth, he was fine with other people getting hurt or as they say, innocent lives getting killed. As the saying goes, the ends justify the means. With that, he proceeded to sit at one of the chair available near the countertops. Once he was comfortable, his HUD was taken out and placed on the marble tops.
Upon its placement, there had been a reaction. His HUD projected a holographic screen and a portion of the counter was changed into a keyboard which allowed him a smooth and easy interface. "I already have an idea where to broadcast, but I like it to be more dramatic." He noted as he tampered away with his wireless interface with the Network. Of course, he was doing this illegally and would have to make sure that he does not leave any traces for them to be traced. Right now, they needed the time to relax and carefully planned everything. Because, he has a feeling that luring that stepsister was going to be more dangerous than his attempt of killing the Prime Minister.
"Those two will probably be there." There was no definitive proof to that. All he has is his intuition. Well, there was also the pattern where those two hounds are always there. When it comes to their pursuers, he would not underestimate them as he had witnessed what they were capable of. Along with their level of gathering information, they will be able to find them again. "I suggest you never hesitate with them." It was truly an advice as he remembered how they were closed to death because of their assigned assassins' doing. Actually, he has that mark on his chest right now. Then, there was the fact about how those two work well. They will probably be in a fight against them, this time they will have to stand than to run.
Stopping for a moment, he raised his eyes to look at Stella. He observed her for a moment. She had stated that he will not be forgotten by her before. Well, he was indeed the biggest jerk which he was rather proud of. However, that sentiment of hers only gave him more bases that she was not meant for such underhanded methods. "I'll handle the preparations for the show." He then returned his attention to his HUD screen and continued peeking through certain files which he really has no access to. But, that is what makes it fun. Well, he got the data he required and some extra details in which he will be using for reference and study. "As for you, I need you to train more. If she does come out, it will not be to hand you the crown. She will slaughter you. If not, she will release hell upon us for sure."
The connection had been terminated by him. It seemed he had something more to say but, there was an unexpected interruption. A communication has been opened up and a familiar purring echoed within the kitchen. "There you are Rosie, how are you?" He stated with a smile on his face as his focus was transferred to his beloved animal companion. As it would appear, the little feline was being shown through the HUD screen. Rosie tilted its head to the side with those big eyes looking curiously. "Have you been eating well?" It meowed happily as its tail gingerly swayed. Well, that was surprising. It seemed Rosie knows how to operate computers. Yes, truly surprising even more so to see him so unguarded only in front of his furry feline.
âThat is why I will always be awkward, but then I realized, we're not really humans.â
Hands entwined together. It was a gesture which should hold nothing profound to him. Furthermore, it was an action which he had done with others which is at times needed to ensure fluent data collection or the accomplishment of his mission. So, why was it holding her hand bring a certain sense of familiarity and at the same time something esoteric. However, it is normal for him to simply put that aside. So, he did. Letting such vague matters drift along his stream of unconcern. For now, there was no need to think too deeply. He simply preferred their hands connected and at this manner, they will not lose sight of one another.
In any case, Darcia's point echoed with possibility. That man, who identifies himself as Cass, would undeniably know of what Solomon Engels had spoken about. Seeing as he had helped their intended targets, the share of this information will not be a farfetched conclusion. If that was the case, those two would probably use such data to place the government into a difficult position. The people had always believed in the Government even with the passing negative connotations from time to time. Yet, this will be rather different from those attempts. With that thought, he began to walk away from the scene. Of course, she was taken by him as their hands are linked.
"Darcia, check the schedule of the Prime Minister and of the Triumvirate, specifically any public speeches." Crux spoke as he looked at her with those ice blue eyes. He perceived that Uno Summus would likely try in such events. It had been a proven fact to him when the man came as the Chinese Ambassador to assassinate the Leader of the Government. That guy was attached to theatrics and making a statement where a lot of people could become witnesses. "Once you do, we will be heading to the designated location." Afterwards, he used his comm and contacted his GHOST Team. The call was answered and a report of their findings at the safehouse where the targets had stayed was given to him. "Understood. Continue investigation." It seemed they had not left anything foreseeable as a clue. Nevertheless, he knew that there was more to it if one looks closer.
Once the comm was ended. "Upon your confirmation of the schedule and location, we will be joining the protection detail once more." Much like the same thing with the Prime Minister, there was only one difference. This time it was not by orders of the Supreme General, but his own mandate.