==DATE--AUGUST 20TH, A.S.==
==LOCATION--PUEBLO BONITO - BAFFIN==
==BEGINNING PERSONAL LOG==
The cold, still air of the simple office laid empty from sound, it's pair occupants still and free of motion. Subtle light escaped from several candles placed in a circle surrounded their lighter. Brettonias sat nearly as still as stone within his meditation, his bionic arm laying upon the ground before him though the seemingly endless hours that passed him. A soft shimmer from Naoko began to fill the room as the droid began to asend from its charging port, slowly nearing closer to Brettonias. //Sir... Mr. Takato, Volengos, and Miki wishes an audience with you Sir\\ His eyes began to slowly open as the droid finished, reaching forward to grab ahold of his arm, wincing for a moment as it rejoined its socket once again.
With a sudden sweep of his cloak, the candles all flared for a moment, each one burning out in one fell swoop as he came to his feet. His breathing began to deepen as the thoughts in his mind cleared in time, the sound of a sliding door and accompanied footsteps followed through with their arrival. "Gentlemen, please have a seat. I hope your mission was successful?" All three began to take the few chairs at the large desk closeby, except Jenson, who prefered to stand as he handed down a datapad upon the tabletop. He has been very busy. His actions in the last few months have not been gut from what I can tell. Creating conflicts in multiple fronts. Stealing data from others. Und to what reasons we don't know, despite our efforts. Jenson spoke, taking a step back as his arms slid into his overcoat. The look upon Ilo's face narrowed agressively as he folded his legs over each other, letting out a sharp sigh as Brettonias continued to study the files one by one.
From what I can gather Brettonias-san, is he's gathering materials and data for a starship, it could be the one that we saw several months ago in Tau 37. But there is something more I don't understand. Why go through such lengths so quickly and agressively? A simple nod was given in return as Brettonias turned back to the three, lowering the datapad with another agressive sigh. His chair began to turn for a moment as he propped his muzzle into his paws, shaking his head in discontent before turning back. "Where is he now?" Said Brettonias, thumbing his paw through his hair as Miki leaned forward. With deh Casts. Sho we can't really do mech at dis time. And we cen't hit him firsht.
A touch of a growl came from Brettonias as he firmly came to his feet, taking agressive steps towards the only window within his office, planting his hands firmly upon the glass. "Thank you my friends. You may leave now..." Each of them nodded as they made their way on out, leaving him standing hunched into the glass as he peered onto the surface of Eris. Several moments began to pass until he spoke, his words sounding cold as ice as his breath formed onto the glass, his arm raising up and began to make several marks in the glass. "Days in space... 1372... Each step that bastard takes is becoming more clouded to my sight... Almost to the point I cannot see his steps... What are you up to that would require so much turmoil?"
His hand left the glass as he began to turn, leaving a single letter he left upon the fogged pane.
.....V.....
==END OF LOG==
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
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