Erik ran toward his mount as he toward Erik. Swooping past Mikh'a, Erik grabbed the reins and swung into the saddle in a single motion, the bird never slowing his charge. Riding on to the guards Erik swung his axe low, striking with the flat of the blade. He reared as the chocobo turned sharp. He called as he rode hard toward Mikh'a now, "Dragon! Best follow if you wish to live!"
As he approached his soldier he reached out and caught him by the shirt and threw him behind the saddle as they rode out the gate, and into the blessed blizzard growing outside.
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Commander Ryder stood in the secure room, the entire membership of the Black Chains before him as he briefed them on the Red Wings, "And that boys and girls is the big bad secret of Ul'dah. These crazy bastards are near and dear to my crooked little heart, as they should be for your's. These poor misfits seem happiest when they are being shot or tortured. Now I don't give a hoot in the seven hells what these orders told them to do...." he said as he threw the copy of the Red Wings' orders on the table before him. "Those bastards saw what was before them and did what was asked, that's fine.... that's what soldiers do. But the rub of it is that those higher up from us knew better too.
He took a breath, looking at the locked faces around him, "Now as your commanding officer is fond of pointing out, the higher ranks love their politics. And he hit it on the nose. No Flame gets to the top by being stupid. These orders are shit and everyone knows it, but there are some who have wanted to do away with the Wings for one reason or another and these orders, their blatant stupidity ignored so that they could be the excuse needed to undo this group." Ryder sat now, "So here's what we are going to do. I'm going to use you fine upstanding men and women to help me find the prick that sent this shit ball down the hill."
He sighed, waving a hand. "Before I dismiss you lot, the Flame Hall is sending someone to pick up these two and get them out of my hands and your's. So patch them and pack them."
As he approached his soldier he reached out and caught him by the shirt and threw him behind the saddle as they rode out the gate, and into the blessed blizzard growing outside.
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Commander Ryder stood in the secure room, the entire membership of the Black Chains before him as he briefed them on the Red Wings, "And that boys and girls is the big bad secret of Ul'dah. These crazy bastards are near and dear to my crooked little heart, as they should be for your's. These poor misfits seem happiest when they are being shot or tortured. Now I don't give a hoot in the seven hells what these orders told them to do...." he said as he threw the copy of the Red Wings' orders on the table before him. "Those bastards saw what was before them and did what was asked, that's fine.... that's what soldiers do. But the rub of it is that those higher up from us knew better too.
He took a breath, looking at the locked faces around him, "Now as your commanding officer is fond of pointing out, the higher ranks love their politics. And he hit it on the nose. No Flame gets to the top by being stupid. These orders are shit and everyone knows it, but there are some who have wanted to do away with the Wings for one reason or another and these orders, their blatant stupidity ignored so that they could be the excuse needed to undo this group." Ryder sat now, "So here's what we are going to do. I'm going to use you fine upstanding men and women to help me find the prick that sent this shit ball down the hill."
He sighed, waving a hand. "Before I dismiss you lot, the Flame Hall is sending someone to pick up these two and get them out of my hands and your's. So patch them and pack them."
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