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Erik Mynhier · **10-04-2014, 11:22 AM**

Hearing her, and being sure the Blades were gone he lead her down from the roof. Up Pearl Street to Ruby, Erik lead her to his home on Onyx Street. Inside he latched the door behind them. He set his large blade and laid it across the dining table like a schoolboy would do with his books. "Montblanc." he called, moments later a blue mammet walked into the foyer, its beeping voice greeting both his master as well as the girl with a clockwork bow. "Montblanc, this is Eydis, she will be our guest. Please see to her." He then turned to Eydis herself, "If you would go with him he will set you up in the guest room." Without further talk he went into his study and shut the door.

Lifting a finger to his ear he tapped his pearl, "Captain.... are you up?" A shaky voice cracked over the pearl, "It is three in the morning Erik.... the Sultan had better be on fire because there is no other reason for you to be calling me this late." Erik apologized and explained what had happened and that he had the girl, "He may not be on fire, but this is close enough. Imperial soldiers in uniform in the middle of Ul'dah.... brazen or stupid. And that girl knows our man, intimately, let her sleep tonight but bring her in tomorrow. She may have overheard things she didn't even know was important."

Cliodhna Eoghan · **10-04-2014, 09:30 PM**

Trailing slightly behind, Cliodhna let the Flame lead her to what she assumed was somewhere he deemed safe. This proved to be correct and another minor surprise in his character. Not only was it safe; he had taken her to his personal home. Mentally she chided the bigger man. "He's so careless, this is the last place you want to invite a total stranger...." Her thoughts broken as the heavy sword thudded on the table. "Than again, there's most likely little that can prove threat to him." She lamented, remembering how swift and ruthless he had been in the alley, biting her lip again to keep her features placid. Despite it being an attack on her group, Cliodhna was not one to discredit skill when recognition was due. "Thank you." Her soft-spoken words lingering in the air as Erik shut the door, leaving Cliodhna with the mammet.

Keeping the cloak on, she followed Montblanc though the house keeping the scared waif facade in place in the process. There was little chance of her seeing him again until morning but little was still room enough for a mistake. Once inside the guest room and shutting the mammet out after thanking him; Cliodhna started to peek around the room. There wasn't much, a bed, side-table, small desk with a chair and a dressing wardrobe in the corner. After rifling through the desk and finding nothing useful, she turned to the wardrobe, opening it curiously. It was mostly empty save for a few dresses tucked away in a corner. Raising her eyebrows slightly, Cliodhna let her fingers pick through the material, vaguely wondering who they belonged to before easing the wooden door closed again.

Stretching out on the raised bed, Cliodhan stared at the ceiling and let her legs swing slightly as she thought. He had to be part of the Crimson Watch to know about Garrett and where he was being held, otherwise there was no obvious explanation of how Erik could have stumbled across them in the alley when he did. It was a stroke of fortune that the Flame took pity on her and assumed her nothing more than a helpless girl in trouble and jumped in instead of pausing to listen to what was being spoken but, this still left a dangerous loose end. Her lips curled into a sneer, though Garrettt was afraid of her, it wouldn't take long for that pathetic bastard toÂ give up any and all information he had; including what he knew of Cliodhnna's part in the mission. She had to find some way of leading the him into reviling where her "master" was being held. Slipping her shoes off and rolling to her side; Cliodhna curled the cloak tighter around her, drowsily nuzzling into it. Though imperative this be handled quickly, nothing could be done till morning. Besides, the bed was rather comfortable and the cloak smelled nice. "Such a pity he's a Flame...." Were her last thoughts before drifting into a light sleep.

Erik Mynhier · **10-05-2014, 12:10 AM**

Erik awoke to the sounds and smells of the morning in his home. His mammet was laying out his uniform as he sat up, stretching as he whiffed the smell of bread baking and sausages, bacon, and eggs cooking. He stood, nonchalant about his lack of clothes before the clockwork man. Dressing quickly he turned to Montblanc, "Does Tellah know we have a guest for breakfast?" The mammet nodded as he dragged his owner's sword to him. Erik placed it in his sheath, "Good, now then..." he stepped out of his room and knocked on the guest room door, "Miss, are you awake?"

Cliodhna Eoghan · **10-05-2014, 12:35 AM**

Cliodhna's eyes had snapped open at the first sound of movement outside the door, hand already on her dagger it took only a moment to realize that someone was in the kitchen. Slowly she relaxed and moved off the bed to the door, easing it open. Peeking around she saw a man cooking. She merely raised an eyebrow at the scene before closing the door and returning to the bed. It didn't take long before there was a knock on her door, followed by Erik's voice. Returning to the door, Cliodhna opened it slowly to answer. Nodding, she looked up at the Flame quietly; hair a tangled mess, worn expression beneath smeared makeup that was much to garish and thick in the morning light, his cloak still enfolding her small frame but hanging loose enough to show the dress underneath was in even worse shape than previously thought.

Erik Mynhier · **10-05-2014, 03:14 AM**

Erik looked her over, the cloak and her clothes the same as the night before. He straightened, clearing his throat as he look up and away from her and the open cloak, "There is in the wardrobe some clothes that would fit you I think. Please feel free to wash up in the room's washroom and wear any of the clothes you like. Then join us for breakfast. I have been asked to take you to The Hall of Flames this morning."

Cliodhna Eoghan · **10-05-2014, 03:56 AM**

Cliodhna bit back a small laugh at his visual aversion to her current state, he really had strong convictions of right and wrong. "Is there? Thank you again so much Erik....you've shown so much kindness to me, I'm not sure how I'll ever be able to repay you." Before he could say anything in reply, she gently closed the door and hurried to clean herself up a bit. The makeup proved more stubborn than usual for some reason, or maybe it was because Cliodhna was in a hurry to get to The Hall of Flames.Â Calming her eagerness, she feigned a nervous look as she took an empty seat at the table; clean and dressed in proper clothes. "Um...Why do I have to go there?"

Erik Mynhier · **10-06-2014, 12:48 AM**

As she sat Erik nodded to her, "Good morning." he said, taking note of his former fiance's clothes on her. Silenced for a moment he collected himself and smiled, "You met Montblanc last night." he said pointing to the mammet. He then pointed to the elderly Wildwood, "This is Tellah Delacroix." Tellah smiled and bowed slightly while sitting, "My Lady, a pleasure. Should you have any needs, please come to me." As the plates of food were passed Erik spoke, "I am afraid we did not have time to explain. I am a member of the Immortal Flames. My commanding officer wants to talk to you about last night. The fact that there were uniformed soldiers... That is no small thing."

Cliodhna Eoghan · **10-06-2014, 01:30 AM**

Noticing his gaze lingering, Clidohna willed a light blush to grace her cheeks before looking down shyly. Though this was a learned skill, she was a bit frustrated and unwilling to admit that the blush was easier to perform than most times. Adapting to the minor change in subject, Cliodhna nodded to the older man with a tentative smile. "Nice to meet you as well, Mr. Delacroix." She replied, gratefully taking the offered plate of food in the process. "You are? I knew you had to have been to be able to save me so easily from those scary men!" She exclaimed, letting a bit of positive emotion show through before quickly replacing it with confused apprehension. "I'm afraid I might not be much help....Those men didn't say much to me, but I have seen others in that uniform sometimes." Talking around a mouthful of food, Cliodhna hoped she dropped just enough of a tidbit of intel to look valuable but ignorant to it's importance.

Erik Mynhier · **10-06-2014, 02:22 AM**

They walked slowly from his front door. The heat was high today, he wished he didn't have to wear the thick coat. He looked back and saw her following behind, "You do not have to walk so far behind." As they walked on, he took the long route, walking the open sky halls and tunnels. The shading of the tunnels cooled the air, the shapes drew it out. Like a lite wind tunnel, it was better the the open streets. He sought to shorten the walk with conversation, "Did you sleep well?"

Cliodhna Eoghan · **10-06-2014, 02:43 AM**

Keeping her head down as they walked, Cliodhna hadn't realized the Flame had gotten so far ahead already. Her damned pearl had gone off twice already; though there was no audible sound, it still sent a small tremor in her ear. No doubt because of Garrett's arrest and the attack last night. "Shut up, shut up, shut up, I'm taking care of it!" She thought anger while suppressing a cringe as it buzzed gently a third time. Quickly she gathered up the long skirt and caught up to Erik. "S-sorry, I didn't realize I was walking slowly, I'm still a little scared about going there and talking to everyone." Her jade eyes glancing around as they walked; memorizing the way to the Hall for later reference. "It was the first night I've felt safe enough to sleep peacefully in a long time." Cliodhna added, glancing up a moment and offering him a soft smile with another forced blush. Hopefully this wouldn't take long, she was getting tired of playing the weak and scared little girl.

Erik Mynhier · **10-07-2014, 02:57 AM**

They soon approached the towering building, the Hall of Flames. Erik saluted the guard at the entrance, "We are here to speak with Captain Monroe, CWU." The guard, a massive Hellsguard recognized the Sargent, but not the girl. He lifted his hand to his pearl, not taking his eyes from Eydis, "Captain.... Sargent Mynhier and a girl to see you. Do I send them up?...... Yes Ma'am." He nodded to Erik then moved his ax, its size easily blocking the door.

Through the door they walked the halls. Each door had a sign on it, all but one. Near the end of the maze of a hall was a stairwell. All the way down they traveled, Reaching a single door at the end. Inside the door there was a small well lit reception office. In the center of the office was a small desk maned by a plainsfolk. Framing her was a door on either side of her, one read "Crimson Watch" while the other read "Sultansworn Liaison Office". The little secretary smiled and waved, "Good morning Erik." Erik leaned down low to place his hand on desk, "Good morning Nivivi. How is that puppy doing?" She giggled, "Much better, thank you. I still don't know how you got the drops, they were a fortune." He waved his hand, "No, I have a friend in Frondale's Phrontistery who owed me a favor." She smiled, "Well regardless, I won't forget. The Captain is waiting, you better get in there." Erik laughed and tapped the desk as he lead Eydis into the office.

Juliette stood when they walked in, "Sargent. This must be Eydis? Hello, I was looking forward to talking to you. Please, sit." She motioned to some chairs and took one herself. She smiled, "I assume you have been through alot, and I hate to add to it, but I must ask you. What about you would make Imperial soldiers stupid enough to armor up and attack, I'm sorry, a young frightened escort?" She looked to Erik now, "We collected the bodies this morning, well done by the way, but these soldiers were armed.... expertly. Their uniforms were marked with the seal of an elite unit in the Empire, best of the best. And strangest of all.... there was dust on the uniforms, especially the boots, ceruleum dust. Not a common thing."

Cliodhna Eoghan · **10-07-2014, 03:44 AM**

Thankfully her pearl had finally stopped tremoring by the time they reached the hall. Shrinking back, Cliodhna took a couple of steps to the side till she was behind Erik; trying to avoid the strong gaze of the huge guard at the front of the building. It was fairly obvious that any normal girl in her position would be fearful of imposing men at this point and this hopefully further cemented a tie to the highlander's already strong desire to protect her. Hiding her face behind Erik's torso, she clutched the back of his coat just tight enough for him to feel it.

Once inside, she continued to keep a couple of paces behind as they walked; her gaze flitting in almost every direction, mouth hanging open ever so slightly at the massive size and elegance of the furnishing which would be expected of any person of lower standing seeing something like this for the first time. Cliodhna felt her heart skip a few beats; this was better than being in a sweets shop. Biting the corner of her mouth, she kept a grin from spreading and quickly dropped her gaze to the floor before looking up again and continuing to memorize as much as possible of their trip.

Letting her eyes drift over to the door labeled "Crimson Watch" briefly, Cliodhna followed Erik into the office and sat on the edge of her chair gingerly. Keeping her gaze down, she only glanced up at the comment of her newly acquired profession. "I'm sorry ma'am but I'm afraid I don't know why they had all their armor on or what ranking they were. I was only suppose to meet with them and um....p-provide what was needed as earlier specified by my master." Cliodhna suppressed a small shudder, hands twisting the skirt in her lap before continuing. "I wasn't there long before Erik stepped in and rescued me." She paused and looked up quizzically. "Is cerulem dust kinda shiny or have little bits of purple in it?" suppressing a frustrated snort at the woman's earlier comment; of course they were from an elite group, they were suppose to be the one's doing what Cliodhna was in the process of doing right now. Infiltration and intelligence gathering of any and all documents that could be valuable in regards to the ceruleum mines while insuring that there wasn't much knowledge of the Empire's current involvement on their side. Cliodhna leaned forwardly a bit eagerly as if sharing a secret with the older woman. "I had to go with some of the other girls once, they had to travel far north to provide comfort for a bunch of men that were working in some sort of mining camp. We tried to run away but were caught anyway....." She leaned back again, lowering her sadly. "I remember there being a lot of dust with purple and silver colored flakes on the ground when the other girls had me hide in one of the smaller cave openings so I would be spared...the other girls had a lot of injuries before we were forced to return."

Erik Mynhier · **10-07-2014, 06:13 AM**

Hearing that Juliette met her eyes with her Sargent for a long moment. No words left, but the conversation was loud and urgent between them. She smiled and asked the girl to wait out in the lobby with Nivivi for a few minutes.

As the soundproof door shut she turned to Erik, "You understand what this is don't you?" Erik nodded, "Brazen is the word that comes to mind Ma'am." Juliette sighed as she returned to her desk, "We have few advantages against the Empire, that plant north of Bluefog is by no means a secret, but it is not front page news either. She has been up there, what's worse the Garleans seem to be as well. But I have seen no reports of them, along with the reputation of the Unit who attacked her, it worries me Erik." Erik sat also, taking the chair near the door, "Agreed. They seem to be up to something up there, something critical enough to spend such high priced resources just to silence a girl who has only seen them in passing. Four fully armed men, that is overkill." Captain Monroe leaned back, "Or not.... Its damning enough she saw them, but had that been the issue moving their unit would have been easier and less public, they wanted her silent maybe because they can't move. Most likely all those girls would've been put to the sword when those men finished with them. They are doing something sensitive there and we need to find out what." She stood walking over to her Ghost, "Go to Bluefog, take her with you. Have her show you where they are. Leave her at the camp with the Flame unit there and infiltrate the site. Find out what they are doing and shut it down. That they have gone unnoticed as they have, its safe to assume they are few in numbers. Remove them from my territory Sargent. Remove them in a way that sends a message to those cocky three-eyed bastards to stay out of our yard." Erik stood and saluted the Captain, "Yes Ma'am, at once."

Cliodhna Eoghan · **10-07-2014, 09:41 AM**

Catching the long glace between the two, Cliodhna couldn't help but feel a bit smug. "This was going better than expected." She thought, letting the Captain usher her out the door and back into the small lobby. Fixing her attention on the mousey receptionist, she smiled tentatively. "You're..Nivivi right?" Hopefully she could coax some information out of the girl while Erik was distracted with what Cliodhna assumed could only be retaliation plans.

"It's must be awfully boring down here....so quiet I mean." She continued, glancing around the room as she spoke. "But they must have you do some paperwork to keep you busy right?" She continued, spying the stacks of badly organized papers on the girl's desk. "It must be really nice to have a job you can be proud of...." Cliodhna added wistfully.

Erik Mynhier · **10-08-2014, 02:31 PM**

Nivivi smiled, "It is boring from time to time, but we do exciting work here. And the fact I have such a good job, with the government no less, makes my parents very proud."

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