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When Richard sat down, he notice their was a roman numeral 6 inscribed into the table in front of him. Each man or woman had similar symbols in the space in front of them.

Col. Lin, head of Division 1, was the first to greet Richard, having noticed him from before.

"Johnson. Nice to see you again. I guess I'll introduce you to the club" He pointed at the woman in robes next to him. "This is Christina Noble. Head of Division 2. The old man with the beard is Mercer," He said continuing down the line. The next man at the D4 seat was dressed...a ninja outfit? It seemed totally absurd. "This guy is Captain Silver. The guy with the mask is Zhang the Maneater. And the man at the very end is Voltaire"
The bandaged man gave Richard a nod, and kept looking down at the table, deep in thought.
Richard hadn't noticed Voltaire, he had thought for sure that the seat at the end had been emply. Then again, it didn't really surprise him, nothing with Voltaire seemed to do anymore. Richard nodded, and smiled, although with a somewhat serious expression. He didn't have a lot to be tense about now, and he doubted he'd have a say in anything. "Hi, I'm Richard Johnson." Richard raised a hand slightly. These people seemed... well, off, but then again, he didn't really care about that. He just hoped they would get the meeting done with, he had a feeling it was going to be extremely uninteresting.
 

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"Well I've mentioned that my mother taught me the basics, though she taught me necromancy first, but I decided I liked illusions better, had to teach myself a lot from books, she only really knew the basics." Garath said. "Mostly used it for cheap tricks before I joined DICE, enhancing my stage routines and such, nothing as worthwhile as what you used it for." He then took another drink, whilst still continuing to talk normally. "I could teach you some of my magic if you want, later of course." Garath then finished the water and set the now empty glass down on the table. Isabelle responded with a smile, then a brief clap of applause.

"Bravo Garath, never would of thought that you could do ventriloquism. I may take you up on that chance to learn, it can never hurt to expand one's repertoire of abilities. But of course I'd want to upstage you in that field. Tell me about these stage performances of yours then. I bet they were exciting to see." Isabelle asked with a look of curiosity.
 

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A dark haired woman in a suit picked up a phone on her desk and punched the button labeled "6-1". After it was dialed into what she needed, she sent a message that was heard through most of the base.

"Aaron Petrition. Please report to Division 4 offices. Thank you."

She placed the phone down and sat in a chair in front of the man sitting in her office.

"Your partner will be with you shorty. Is their anything I can get for you while we wait?"
 

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"Your partner will be with you shorty. Is their anything I can get for you while we wait?"
"No. I am fine. Thank you." Jean said after a moment. Translating English to French, responding and then translating the response from French back to english took a moment. He muddled through, although sometimes forgetting his manners.
He looked around a moment at the fairly austere office, and looked at insecurities. It was safe, he decided. A good sign.
He waited for his partner to arrive patiently.
 

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"Bravo Garath, never would of thought that you could do ventriloquism. I may take you up on that chance to learn, it can never hurt to expand one's repertoire of abilities. But of course I'd want to upstage you in that field. Tell me about these stage performances of yours then. I bet they were exciting to see."

"Well I did your standard assortment of tricks, card tricks, producing items out of a hat, sawing someone in half, etcetera, and then I'd just tweak them a little with illusions, it was always fun to see the audience react to me pulling something out of a hat that was bigger than the hat," he said, smiling as he remembered his performances, "I once did the saw in half trick and then had my legs get up and run off without me, that had the crowd in stitches."

"Fire was always tricky to pull off though, its constantly moving and semi-transparent which is surprisingly hard to do with illusions," he continued, "I suppose if you want I could put together a show sometime, I still have a lot of my old props, be a bit odd to do a performance for one person but for you I'd be glad to make an exception."
 

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"Aaron Petrition. Please report to Division 4 offices. Thank you."

Having recently laid down for a nap after chatting with Christina, Aaron woke up in what was not the best of moods. Finding the copy of Dune Messiah that he was reading earlier laying on his chest, he marked his spot and set it with his things. Still supremely sleepy, he donned his holsters and took his hat and coat off of the rack by the door, robing himself and walking through the door in a single yet clearly practiced motion. Striding down the hall while attempting to clear his head, Aaron checked his watch, discovering that he hadn't slept as much as he intended. Walking into the offices with nothing clearly wrong, he cheerfully greeted the person who called him there.

"Hello, Genna, any special tasks today?"

Glancing around the rest of the room, Aaron noticed a thin, pale man on the other side of the room whom he did not recognize. Turning back to Remes, Aaron stammered a reply:

"Genna, please tell me this isn't what I think it is."
 

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Everyone responded to Richard in their own way, weather it was a hand wave or a polite verbal greeting. Everyone waiting for the final seat to be filled. A little while later, the final member of the meeting entered the room.

He was a black man in his late 70's. His hair had long since turned grey, and he was decked out in an all white suit. He took his place at the head of the table and smiled at everyone before speaking. His voice sounded very relaxing to everyone's ears.

"Good afternoon everyone. I thank you for being able to make it to this meeting. I'd also like to welcome Doctor Richard Johnson to his first DICE Head meeting. Welcome. I trust you're finding everything to your liking?"
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"Genna, please tell me this isn't what I think it is."

"This is exactly what it looks like Aaron. You know we all have to pitch in and help along the new opratives whenever we need to. The Boss said your number is up"

She waved her hand over at the man in the seat.

"This is Jean. As of now, you'll be supervising his field training until he gets a handle on things"
"Good afternoon everyone. I thank you for being able to make it to this meeting. I'd also like to welcome Doctor Richard Johnson to his first DICE Head meeting. Welcome. I trust you're finding everything to your liking?"

Doctor? Oh, yeah, that was right, it had come with the position. Richard had never really cared about titles, his reasons for going to university back then had been information and opportunity, to research what he wanted to. Back then, it had been the human DNA. Richard nodded. "Yeah, everything's gone fine, thank you." He thought that was a bit short, so he added, tilting his head; "So, don't let me keep you waiting."
 

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Eliezer watched in bemusement as the man he had so courteously opened the door for, leapt through without a word, a nod or a curtsey and dived for one on the surgical tables like he was trying to win a gold a medal at the Olympics. After all of what had happened recently it felt like another day at the office, he merely found a chair he could sit on and sat there as he watched the show. Next the man staged his reenactment of The Excorsist launching him self up onto the ceiling and only falling down once gravity came a calling leaving a bloody outline up there.

"Please keep this a secret eh? When I come back, my first words will be 'man and his slave.' If they aren't, please kill me. And could you keep an eye on me? I may move around. You know what, just lock this door."And then he fell unconscious, so much for all the fun.

"Sure, sure," He muttered to himself as he locked the door to the medical room, whatever inner demons this fellow was struggling with he was interested in seeing the end result. Although he was a bit uncertain whether he would go through and kill him, after all, he may turn out to be more fun then other humans. "Lets just keep this between us"
 

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"This is Jean. As of now, you'll be supervising his field training until he gets a handle on things"
"Hello Aaron." Jean said. He looked the man up and down, twice. Rumpled and annoyed. The man seemed to have been woken up recently. He was wearing a strange suit, and had red eyes. He made Jean uncomfortable. "Good to be meeting you."
That didn't sound right. He thought for a moment, but drew a blank. English was a pointless language, he decided. Ugly and brutish compared to his native French.
 

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"Well I did your standard assortment of tricks, card tricks, producing items out of a hat, sawing someone in half, etcetera, and then I'd just tweak them a little with illusions, it was always fun to see the audience react to me pulling something out of a hat that was bigger than the hat." Garath said, smiling as he remembered past performances that he had done. "I once did the saw in half trick and then had my legs get up and run off without me, that had the crowd in stitches." Isabelle listened with interest as she chuckled a little bit, thinking how that little incident would play out in her head. This had brought a courteous little smile to her face, though hopefully Garath didn't notice.

"Fire was always tricky to pull off though, its constantly moving and semi-transparent which is surprisingly hard to do with illusions." Garath continued. "I suppose if you want I could put together a show sometime, I still have a lot of my old props, be a bit odd to do a performance for one person but for you I'd be glad to make an exception."

"Fire can be a tricky element to control, the fact that even the smallest spark can cause damage is something to be concerned about. As for a private show, thats sounds rather exciting; seeing a magician like yourself at work."
 

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"This is Jean. As of now, you'll be supervising his field training until he gets a handle on things"
"Are you serious, Genna? We both know what happens when new recruits are shafted immediately into D4; I know I certainly do. Besides, that's why we founded D5 in the first place: to decrease casualties in new recruits." Aaron shook his head in submissive defiance, well aware that he was fighting an uphill battle.

"Hello Aaron. Good to be meeting you."
Aaron turned around to greet the man. Based on some of his inflections, Jean was a native French speaker as well. Lovely, this is getting even more similar to my last partner. Aaron thought to nobody in particular. Aaron turned to greet his "partner" with a smile. "Well Jean, of the many things this meeting is, a pleasure is certainly one of them. Now, if you don't mind me asking, please tell me that you are hard to kill." His pay had only just reached the levels it was at before what happened to his last French partner, and Aaron wasn't eager to go through that again.
 

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"Fire can be a tricky element to control, the fact that even the smallest spark can cause damage is something to be concerned about. As for a private show, thats sounds rather exciting; seeing a magician like yourself at work."

"I'll see if I can set something up sometime then," Garath said, smiling, with the amount of time he spent doing work for DICE he was a little out of practice with the more complicated tricks, but he was sure he could set up a simple routine.

Their food and drinks arrived, and Garath started eating, he was surprised by how hungry he was. The food was very good, or at least his dish was, he was glad Isabelle had chosen this resturant.

"So I'm sure you've got some interesting stories to tell, think you've got any that would be appropriate for this setting," he asked, then took a drink of wine.
 

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"Well Jean, of the many things this meeting is, a pleasure is certainly one of them. Now, if you don't mind me asking, please tell me that you are hard to kill."
Jean stared at him blankly, slowly working through the mire of words. French was bad enough. English was worse. And this man seemed to be intentionally making long sentences.
After a moment, he pieced it together, as best he could. "More than some. Less than others. We will see." he said slowly, with a shrug.
"What are we to do?" he asked, turning to Jenna. He was fairly eager to begin. Training had been terrible, but he wanted to know everything he could about this secret world.
 

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"What are we to do?"

"Pretty simple one for your first gig"

Jenna handed a file to Aaron with everything that they needed in it.

"A number of hours ago, an agent went missing in America on a goodwill mission with the vatican. We need you to talk to however might know anything. And if possible, nail down his location"

Jenna turned to Jean.

"If you need weapons, there is an armory on the 3rd floor," She made a hand motion of shooting a gun and and a 3 with her hand. "You can stop their on the way out"
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Don't let me stop you

The old man nodded and carried on with the briefing.

"As you all know from the latest update, those responsible for the recent springs of break ins at our facilities have been taken in or exterminated. However, this doesn't look to be the end of it"

He pushed a button on his chair, and a computer on the table displayed a holographic chart.

"Over the past 4 months, we've had over 60 fatalities of our agents. Usually, we'd assume our people were colateral damage. But after this attack by Zorrama, I'm starting to think this is part of a bigger plan. Simply put, I want everyone to start arming themselves. From the desk clerks to the janitors. Also, Richard. Do you know how far D6 has gotten on researching those parasites?"
"Over the past 4 months, we've had over 60 fatalities of our agents. Usually, we'd assume our people were colateral damage. But after this attack by Zorrama, I'm starting to think this is part of a bigger plan. Simply put, I want everyone to start arming themselves. From the desk clerks to the janitors. Also, Richard. Do you know how far D6 has gotten on researching those parasites?"

Richard looked up, he hadn't really been paying that much attention, but he had heard what the boss had said, so sighed. "Well, I was asked to give clearance for the body some hours ago, so I'd say that we'd start getting some real results right about now, give or take depending on how hard they've worked. I don't have anything I can give you yet, as it is procedure to check samples at least twice, especially in a case like this." Where had he heard this? Oh, yeah, that was right, his first day or so. Either way, he would have remembered it, as it was common sense to make sure your results weren't a coincidence or an accident. "I'd say we would have a bit more accurate information tomorrow." He probably knew something most others didn't about the thing with Zorrama, but he wasn't supposed to talk about that.

"Is that okay?" he did ask this, but truth was it didn't matter, as he couldn't give them more. That was what you got for making someone like him Head of D6. Richard glanced over the other heads, but he couldn't read their expressions. His eyes didn't linger on Voltaire, as he knew he wouldn't be able to read him either.


Christina was the only one that was visibly worried. Lin merely gave a raise of his eyebrow when Richard said nothing was ready yet, and the others merely say and waited for further instruction. The Leader chuckled at the oddity of Richard's question.

"Why yes. You're fine. They did only just get it after all" The leader then turned to the head of division 4. "Tell me Captain. Have you made any headway into the movements into the Solaris family"

"Plenty of little tidbits. But nothing we can use against them. The biggest thing we have is that one of their members went missing a few hours ago, but that's it"


"Fine. Fine. Have someone look into that as usual"

The leader kicked his feet up on the table and leaned back. "We'll need to be getting to the bottom of these attacks. But we need to focus on gathering information right now. That's really the only thing we can do. Zorrama was are first major break through. If anyone here finds out more from your people, don't hesitate to call an emergency meeting. If everyone's concerns are quelled, that will be all for now"
Everyone went silent, and Richard took that as a sign of there being nothing more to do, so he waited for the others to start leaving, before doing so himself. He was the first one out of the door, and he went to the cafeteria to eat some food, before heading for his bed and going to sleep. He slipped back into his pajamas, and underneath the duvet, falling asleep instantly, and not waking up until the morning.
 

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Zhang was done with the Division meeting, and was all set to go about his day. He decided to head to Division 2 to see about a certain someone that could help him with a problem of his.

That's when he saw a familiar face. Byron was what he thought his name was. He heard stories about the guy. While off putting to others, his skill might be useful for what he had in mind.

"Hey. Guy. Mind if we talk for a moment?"
 

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"I'll see if I can set something up sometime then." Garath said smiling. It was soon after that their food and drink arrived, all of it was so well prepared, and it tasted so delicious; this was one of the most enjoyable meals that she had in a while, even more so because there was someone to share it with. The crisp flavour from the wine went well with the juiciness of the steak.

"So I'm sure you've got some interesting stories to tell, think you've got any that would be appropriate for this setting?" Garath asked as he took another sip of wine. This caused Isabelle to stop and think, taking her time with all the encounters she had over the years of her life; with so many to choose from, it was hard to think of which one would be 'appropriate'. After a moment of silence, Isabelle eventually found one.

"Here we are Garath, I think I have a story that might interest you, though I must warn you that I'm not that great a storyteller; so I apologise if it isn't exciting enough for you." Isabelle said with a nervous look on her face, as she began to weave her tale.

It all started around ten years ago, back when my father and I were still consultants for D.I.C.E; though this would of been my first solo mission. I was sent over to the Kanto region of Japan, as they received reports from a local agent regarding a mysterious and rather sudden blizzard that occurred within the area. Around roughly the same time, reports of men disappearing with no rhyme or reason began to surface. Now, your probably wondering why these two things are connected, but we will get to that later.

After meeting up with my contact Hirano Sakai, we began to search the areas in which the men had disappeared; but we also were looking for a tall woman with long black hair and blue lips, as someone matching this description has been seen with some of the missing men. We arrived at one of the more recent sightings, to discover that a large mound of snow had been left there. Digging through it, we found one of them; his body was limp and lifeless, his eyes were cold to the touch, and from the look of it, it was as though his blood had been drained from him, for his skin was deathly pale.

Now then Garath, if you know your Japanese mythology, and by the looks of it you don't, no offence; then you'll know that these are the signs of a Yuki-Onna, a tall beautiful woman who has control over ice and snow. However, there are some differences regarding their behaviour. Sometimes, she is simply happily see a victim die as they are encased in snow; others say she takes on a more vampire like demeanour, and drains a victims blood or life-force, leaving them as either dead husks of lifeless bodies; some even think that she becomes a succubus like monster, preying on weak willed men to drain and/or freeze them through sex or a kiss. But back to the story.

Over the next several weeks, more and more men went missing, each suffering a similar fate as the last underneath a mound of snow. But then one day, we discovered something different, one of the bodies was still alive, albeit unconscious. Both Hirano and myself were confused by this, why would a Yuki-Onna start killing, then suddenly leave then unconscious? We were to find out that answer soon, as we found some evidence; a lotus flower with a blue center, which also had traces of spiritual energy. Using a special tracer, we had towards a old, abandoned castle on the outskirts of the region,

During the trek to the castle, Hirano told me about the time he lost his wife to a harsh snowstorm several years ago; so in a way he was treating it as a vengeance mission of sorts, but from the look in his eyes, he was still sad and lonely about not having someone to love.

We arrived at the castle two days later, as the path to it was through some difficult terrain, meaning we had to travel on foot for the most part. Atop the battlements, we could see the Yuki-Onna looking down on us with a fearful gaze. She descended whilst we had our weapons drawn, but didn't seem to care, from the looks of it the spirit had been crying recently, frozen tears on her porcelain white skin. Seeing this we lowered our weapons, but still remained cautious in case this was a trick.

After throwing some rather silent glances between myself and Hirano, I decided to ask why the Yuki-Onna had been crying. It was because she was lonely, and wanting a lover; this reminded me that a Yuki-Onna can have a softer side. They have sometimes be known to let men go for some reason.

When asking why she had killed some of the missing men, she discovered that it was because they didn't care for her emotions of her well-being, all they wanted was something to have sex with; in other words they were selfish, and she was teaching them a lesson. It was justice in a rather perverse manner of speaking.

The spirit, who called herself Yuna, felt the loneliness within Hirano, and asked if she could help with healing it. They both discussed for a while, and decided to live with each other, as they both felt better when standing in each other's presence; but the next question arose as to how they could actually be together. Hirano suggested using his deceased wife's body as a vessel.

It took some doing, but eventually we dug up the corpse, and began a binding ritual. After the process was supposedly over, it looked as if the Yuna had wasted the opportunity. But suddenly the eyes opened up, and she became alive. Using her remaining essence as a catalyst, she managed to repair the body after years of decay; it looked good as new. We found a suitable body to act as a replacement, one that wouldn't raise too much suspicion if questions were asked.

After dealing with the bodies of those that were killed, making sure they had a decent burial, we managed to clean up the snow mounds, and file convincing cover stories to various newspapers to ensure the matter was laid to rest.

"Actually thinking about it, a few years ago, I actually received a letter from the two of them, with the good news that Yuna was with child." Isabelle said, ending on a happy note as she took another sip of wine.

"And there you go Garath, again, sorry if this story was what you were looking for or this has put a dampener on our evening, chalk it up to me not having to tell stories all that often."
 

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"A number of hours ago, an agent went missing in America on a goodwill mission with the vatican. We need you to talk to however might know anything. And if possible, nail down his location"

"Lovely, missing agents." Aaron accepted the folder and began to flip through the information, looking for any notable highlights. "No attacking the guy or sabotage, just finding the target?" After glancing at his new partner, Aaron wasn't sure that he wanted to wade into a fight of any kind while relying on this guy. His confidence wasn't bolstered by Genna making hand motions in Jean's direction to get her point across.

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"Hey. Guy. Mind if we talk for a moment?"

Byron trudged through the D2 hallway, heading back to his lab, as he had nothing else to do, and he couldn't sleep. When he was addressed, he reared his head around in a cautious but non-menacing manner. "Yeah, I'm a guy. What to you need to talk about?" The rest of him rotated to face the masked man, and while Byron recognized the mask, all he knew about its wearer was that he was important.
 

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"If you need weapons, there is an armory on the 3rd floor," She made a hand motion of shooting a gun and and a 3 with her hand. "You can stop their on the way out"
Jean stared coldly at her. People making hand motions at him annoyed him to no end. He appreciated the sentiment, but it was needless. He simply took longer than most to get his words together, and to understand them. Hand motions did little to help or hurt his understanding.
"I know where. I was here before." he said simply. He had. They had given him a brief tour after basic. However, he left the questions to his new partner. He figure that a veteran would know which questions to ask better than he would.
Si vous les gens parlaient une langue moins barbare, peut-être je pourrais comprendre plus facilement, he thought sullenly. He could already tell his partner didn't think much of him.
 

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"And there you go Garath, again, sorry if this story was what you were looking for or this has put a dampener on our evening, chalk it up to me not having to tell stories all that often."

Garath listened to the tale with interest while he ate, he felt slightly offended when Isabelle said that he didn't look like he knew Japanese mythology, although she wasn't wrong about that. When she had finished he thought for a bit before speaking, "Not at all, it was a fascinating tale," he said, "It wasn't what I expected, but I'm not sure why you would think that a story with a happy ending would put a damper on the evening."

He looked down at his plate, there wasn't much left, and his wine glass was also nearly empty. He felt it was a bit creepy that the man had suggested his dead wife's body, but he thought that it was a good story nontheless.

"It is good to know that we do manage to do some good in the world," he said, glancing at Isabelle's plate to see how cose she was to finishing, "Even better to know that there are people we can talk about it with, I don't suppose you'd care for some dessert?" he finished.
 

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"Not at all, it was a fascinating tale." Garath said, which made Isabelle feel better about the story. "It wasn't what I expected, but I'm not sure why you would think that a story with a happy ending would put a damper on the evening." He then noticed that there wasn't much left on his plate, even the wine glass was near empty. Isabelle continued eating whilst she told the story, so there wasn't much left on her plate.

"It is good to know that we do manage to do some good in the world."

"Yeah, I guess your right Garath. Its those moments that make our job worth it in some way." Isabelle said, pondering her words whilst finishing her glass of wine, and already thinking about pouring another for herself and Garath.

"Even better to know that there are people we can talk about it with, I don't suppose you'd care for some dessert?" Garath asked, noticing her plate was becoming empty.

"The moments when you can share your experiences with others are often the best times. As for dessert? Why not, after all it is a special occasion; but let us wait for a while first. Say how about since I have told you a story, it is your turn now Garath. Go on Garath, surely in your lifetime, you managed to have at at least an experience or two worthy of a story." Isabelle said with a suggestive wink as she poured out another glass of wine for the pair of them.