[u][url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/230947536/0/0/1]Fate Weavers[/url] office Lux, Lumen Solis[/u] [u]1946 hours[/u] "Thank you for responding to my summons, squads 2 and 7," Terram said as he looked around the room. His black hair was combed back as usual, his angular face recently shaven. The [i]Fate Weaver's[/i] General was a rather imposing figure, and while he wasn't heads and shoulders taller than everybody else, his six feet two inches were respectable. What was more was that his very presence was very noticeable, and his topaz gaze was commanding; stern, unwavering, and confident. Dressed in a black leather jacket, similarly colored trousers and combat boots, and wearing a white t-shirt underneath, Terram might've appeared casually dressed, but that didn't fool anybody. He didn't need any sort of armor or bulletproof combat gear to protect himself, and that was the feeling that he gave off. The heavy, two foot long hammer at his side didn't help lessen this feeling. "As stated in the message sent earlier," The general continued. "We've been contracted by the Lumen Solis Police Office to storm a human trafficking center located in Noctis. Our three squadrons will suffice." The three squadrons within the room were led by three different people, who each sat an equal distance apart from each other at the long, meeting table in the office. One was Aéra; a woman with long, black hair that was tied up in a ponytail. She had an attractive, angular face, with topaz eyes, in fact, she looked very similar to Terram, as well as the other squadron leader at the table. The other sergeant was Spéroe, a man with oddly long, blond hair and a handsome, angular yet strong facial structure. He had the same topaz eyes as Aéra and Terram, however the obvious difference was his hair color. Additionally, Spéroe had dozens upon dozens of scars, which was another thing the other two didn't share. And strangely enough, Terram himself, the general of the Fate Weavers, also happened to lead a squadron. "Sergeant Aéra Mortae, you and squad 2 will accompany squad 1 and I into the target building. We'll destroy any defenses in our usual formation," Terram continued on with the plan of how they accomplish the task assigned to them. "Sir," Was the short, brisk response from Aéra. With that, Terram nodded and continued. "Sergeant Spéroe Mortae, you and squad 7 will defend outside the building as well as evacuate the victims of the human trafficking–" Terram was cut off by Spéroe suddenly speaking. "Um... sir, I don't think my squad's going to be very happy about their role. We would do better in actual combat." The entire room went silent, their focus all on a single thing; the staring contest between Spéroe and Terram. Terram was completely still, his gaze just as unwavering and commanding as it was before, while Spéroe had begun to fidget in the uncomfortable silence. It went on like this for a good twenty seconds before Terram spoke. "Squad 7 will stand guard outside and evacuate the victims," He repeated. Spéroe merely nodded in response, and mumbled a quiet "yessir." Terram looked away from the leader of squad 7, his gaze directed back at the group of about 30 people as a whole. "Briefing is finished. Squadrons 1, 2, and 7; mobilize." ————————— The raid had soon ended. Spéroe and squad 7 brought the victims to the LSPF headquarters located in Ortus – Occasum. Meanwhile, it appeared as though Aéra and squad 2 were headed to their own organization's base of operations located in the same district. Terram and squad 1, meanwhile, went to a shoot range outside of the city, likely for some target practice.[spoiler]Open. Interact with any one of the three. If you want to interact with all at once, then have a few hours pass and they'll conglomerate at a bar or some place. If you're interested in joining the Fate Weavers, reply with your character(s) showing up at the base that Aéra headed off to.[/spoiler]