The Dragon District
Once Ryan pulls into the Dragon District, although a colloquial term, it is easy to see that this district is very much influenced by several East-Asian cultures, and the streets are packed with tourists, and natives of the area. Bikes and mopeds crowd the streets as do pedestrians, and a festival of some type seems to be in swing, or maybe it just a street market, but driving through this area will be an exercise in frustration.
Yoshi just gives everyone a look at the charity thing, “Yeah we can discuss this charity crap later, lets see if we can find this gentleman’s club do you know what the name of it was again?”
Billy looks around, “Wow there sure are tons of people here, Isabelle would like this place,” he says offhandedly.
The Yard
Arafina just glances to Charlotte and places a hand on her should,, “You alright?” she says with some concern, “you look all wound up?”
Lisa smiles, “Billy is cute, and Mark is great too, he really just looks so, so pretty I guess, like the ultimate pretty boy, or something,” the young girl replies to Kelly.
Yoko shrugs, “If you like that kind of thing,” she says with a shrug.
Jun Min then lands on the field, wearing a black tight jumpsuit, with a thin white shirt over the upper body. She smiles generously, and brushes her hair back from her face. She finally smiles, “Okay, on to the next phase, I figured the first phase would be boring for some so this is a team exercise. The task is easy, you get to fulfill every student’s dream. You get a chance to put the hurt on your instructor’s, well instructor, mainly me, and a guest instructor, are you ready?”
Meanwhile on a private Aerodyne leaving Mudaba Adin
“Sir, you have a call on your private line G3-Alpha, secure from-” the slim faced man spoke softly to the young boy before him. But he never finished as the young elite interrupted him.
“This is getting old, put him through,” Tommy spoke with a sigh, as video footage appeared on the monitor of the inner cabin. Sitting before him was the elite terrorist known as Bishop.
Bishop scowled, “So you finally decide to start answering my calls, Ghost?”
“I have been busy, keeping you out of jail, by any means needed. You don’t make that easy with needless public outings, and appointments, Bishop,” he replied with a calm smile, “but I do have my own affairs to deal with, and I am not exactly on your beck and call, Bishop, I know you called for a reason.”
“Straight and to the point, as always,” Bishop replied, “there has been a question burning in my mind for some time now, and I think you are the only one that can answer it.”
“Shoot,” Tommy replied.
“What is No Return, and just how did Valdez come to know about it?” Bishop replied.
“He knew cause I told him, albeit, I told him what I wanted him to know. Because he has the greatest chance to create controversy, without wanton destruction. Which has become a staple of the Pantheon creed,” the young elite replied without missing a beat.
“That does not answer the first part of my question,” Bishop replied irritated.
“Of course not, the probability of me actually telling you what I need you to know is far less likely then me actually telling you what you want to know. Valdez, knows nothing about what No Return really is, only speculation funneled to him on my part. Besides the controversy is growing around the ominous wording, even if there is little to back it up,” Tommy replied.
“I am not amused,” Bishop replied.
“That is the funny thing, Bishop, neither am I. Frankly you don’t need to know. My plans don’t entail being a pawn of Cardinal, I am all about revolution, but your brand of insanity is not my cup of tea. Admittedly you were useful for several reasons, but that usefulness has become a frightening and escalating increase of reliability. Thankfully, for all appearances, you’re the bad guys, and me I am just a kid trying to make his way in the world. Oh is that anger creeping across your face, don’t worry it won’t last long, but since I am not a total heartless monster, like yourself, I have decided to make good on a few things. I mean the UNJE will have an easier time rounding up Pantheon terrorists if they know where they are, and how they are being funded, and damn the luck if someone was to tip them off,” Tommy replied with a smile.
Bishop glared with hatred in his eyes, “You traitor…”
“Please, just doing my civic duty. You might want to start praying to Cardinal for intervention, because Pantheon is about to get screwed,” Tommy ended the call, and turned to look out the window.
The thin man sitting across from him spoke, “Was that so wise to boast, Mr. McKain? Pantheon is not a group to be trifled with.”
“It was a gamble, but it had to be done. Pantheon wants a war, the United Nations want control, and the best thing I can do is to give them both what they want, in a way that suits my liking. There are no eventualities though, we are treading on unmarked territory, but there are several wild cards that we can use to tip the scales in our favor. Pantheon is only useful to me, if they are willing to fight for their very lives,” Tommy replied.
“I see, Mr. McKain, but hat if they seek to expose you?” the thin man replied.
“I thought about that, but they would have a hard time really getting anyone to see their side of the story, they are terrorists after all, responsible for countless deaths to baselines around the world. They have no one to turn to but their peers,” he replied with a mirthful smile. He focused fully on the thin man, “In the end, the only true card I have left to play, is No Return.”
“It still sounds risky,” the thin man replied.
“Brilliance is always risky,” he replied looking out the window over the landscape passing below, “get me in contact with Miss Mitchell’s agent, I feel like doing something nice.”