~1571-Ul'dah~
The seven stood before Erik and the Captain. Both officers eyed them carefully as Julietta introduced them to the 2nd Lieutenant, "Attention. People, this is your new commander." The military is as much a machine of war as it is theater. That is what this was, theater. He marched in front of his new soldiers slowly, speaking clearly, "I am Flame Lieutenant Second Class Eirikir Mynhier, I will be your commanding officer in this Sub-Unit, the Blood Vipers." He paused, looking at Juliette, irritated that his name for the unit had been rejected. Returning his attention to the seven before him he continued.
He stopped in front of the first soldier, "Name soldier. Tell me why you are here." The young midlander maintained his attention, "Sir, Flame Private First Class, Lucus Marton." Erik looked him over, "Why are you here?" The boy smiled, "As a boy Sir, my father was an alchemist, one of his experiments went wrong Sir, aether crystal dust got in my eyes. Now.." he smiled a prideful wicked smile, "... I can see auras. No man can escape me, I can see them, behind any object, no one can escape my sight." Erik moved next to Juliette and whispered, "Is he serious? Is that even possible, to see the aether around us?" The Captain replied, "There are many things in this world that seem impossible. Each of these people have uncanny skills gained in one way or another. Not unlike their commanding officer, the Highlander with the speed, senses, and agility of an Elezen." Erik eyed Lucus, "Amazing, and how do you use this gift?" Lucus replied, "I am a sniper's spotter Sir."
~Present Day - The Hall of Flames~
Erik stood silent as the dead in the Flames' morgue. The draw sheet had been pulled from the man on the slab. His arms crossed as he looked over the man, he couldn't help but smile, "They worked you over did they not Lucus? I will need to get Osric some new knives for Starlight." He walked nearer the body, leaning into the corpse's face, "You lul. I should have plucked those neuken void-sent eyes from your hoer gegeven head. At least I had the satisfaction of beating the stront out of you before throwing you to my men." Erik stood, straightening his uniform, continuing to speak to the dead body, "Marcella will be next no doubt. I did not tell them about your hidden pearl just so he could hear. He should be along any time now. And then there will be five. Do you know why Lucus? Because they are better then you. You may have gotten Alexei, caught us off guard, but we know you are here now. The Red Wings are more then a match for your madness." He turned to the door as his pearl alerted him to his Immortal Flames Comm, "Be advised, shots fired, Goblet, Ward 6." Erik smiled, looking over his shoulder before leaving, "You will have no more of us, but do not worry friend, you will not be lonely. My men will be sure to send your lover to you, though it may be piece by piece."
The seven stood before Erik and the Captain. Both officers eyed them carefully as Julietta introduced them to the 2nd Lieutenant, "Attention. People, this is your new commander." The military is as much a machine of war as it is theater. That is what this was, theater. He marched in front of his new soldiers slowly, speaking clearly, "I am Flame Lieutenant Second Class Eirikir Mynhier, I will be your commanding officer in this Sub-Unit, the Blood Vipers." He paused, looking at Juliette, irritated that his name for the unit had been rejected. Returning his attention to the seven before him he continued.
He stopped in front of the first soldier, "Name soldier. Tell me why you are here." The young midlander maintained his attention, "Sir, Flame Private First Class, Lucus Marton." Erik looked him over, "Why are you here?" The boy smiled, "As a boy Sir, my father was an alchemist, one of his experiments went wrong Sir, aether crystal dust got in my eyes. Now.." he smiled a prideful wicked smile, "... I can see auras. No man can escape me, I can see them, behind any object, no one can escape my sight." Erik moved next to Juliette and whispered, "Is he serious? Is that even possible, to see the aether around us?" The Captain replied, "There are many things in this world that seem impossible. Each of these people have uncanny skills gained in one way or another. Not unlike their commanding officer, the Highlander with the speed, senses, and agility of an Elezen." Erik eyed Lucus, "Amazing, and how do you use this gift?" Lucus replied, "I am a sniper's spotter Sir."
~Present Day - The Hall of Flames~
Erik stood silent as the dead in the Flames' morgue. The draw sheet had been pulled from the man on the slab. His arms crossed as he looked over the man, he couldn't help but smile, "They worked you over did they not Lucus? I will need to get Osric some new knives for Starlight." He walked nearer the body, leaning into the corpse's face, "You lul. I should have plucked those neuken void-sent eyes from your hoer gegeven head. At least I had the satisfaction of beating the stront out of you before throwing you to my men." Erik stood, straightening his uniform, continuing to speak to the dead body, "Marcella will be next no doubt. I did not tell them about your hidden pearl just so he could hear. He should be along any time now. And then there will be five. Do you know why Lucus? Because they are better then you. You may have gotten Alexei, caught us off guard, but we know you are here now. The Red Wings are more then a match for your madness." He turned to the door as his pearl alerted him to his Immortal Flames Comm, "Be advised, shots fired, Goblet, Ward 6." Erik smiled, looking over his shoulder before leaving, "You will have no more of us, but do not worry friend, you will not be lonely. My men will be sure to send your lover to you, though it may be piece by piece."
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