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[There is a knock at the steel-reinforced, delicately carved, mahagony doors.]

Come in.

[The door quietly opens and shuts behind.]

"Hey, uh.. Drachenstein?"

Yes, yes, what is it? I haven't got all day, Kürmann.

[Hans Kürmann, Drachenstein's personal bodyguard, a huge, seven-foot man of pure muscle, sits down at the chair opposite of them.]

"I'm uh.. sorry about what happened a few days ago. The attacker snuck through all of our forces, didn't even look like a threat."

Yes, I know what happened.

"I'm just uh.. here to suggest you, uh, maybe.. uhh.. y'know, take a break. A vacation."

A vacation, you say? Isn't that a.. little.. absur-

"Fred, you haven't taken a vacation in years. I think it's starting to get to you. You hair is turning gray from stre-"

[Drachenstein immediately picks up a hand mirror laying to the side of their desk and looks at their hair, surely enough, there is many gray spots already formed. Drachenstein looks fairly shocked.]

How- how is this- I- I-

"Drachenstein. You need a vacation."

[Drachenstein is still in shock from the sudden realization, and slowly sets down the mirror, hand shaking.]

Hans, drive me to the airport, now,

[At the airport.]

Hans. Hans! Where is my private jet?

"It's this way."

[Hans trails behind Drachenstein, carrying all of the luggage.]

Finally, god. There it is.

[The private jet is sleek black, bearing Drachenstein's signature emblem in blue on the tail of the jet.]

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Hm...Now, if you'll excuse me...

*tries to move away from alza, but accidentally unloads all her blasters, covering alza in batter*

*blushes*

I-um. .

I dunno what's came over me, but these things are really sensitive lately...

 

*giggles*

 

It's fine Liz! ^_^

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*her eyes start welling up after seeing what he kept*

*warps away*

What's up with her?

I don't know.

As I've said before, people have orgies and cry about it 5 minutes later.

She's fine.

Okay then...

And don't worry, I'll pay up the damage done.

It's fine, we had to upgrade this place anyways.

-snip and rich things-

Welcome back, Metro.

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[There is a knock at the steel-reinforced, delicately carved, mahagony doors.]

Come in.

[The door quietly opens and shuts behind.]

"Hey, uh.. Drachenstein?"

Yes, yes, what is it? I haven't got all day, Kürmann.

[Hans Kürmann, Drachenstein's personal bodyguard, a huge, seven-foot man of pure muscle, sits down at the chair opposite of them.]

"I'm uh.. sorry about what happened a few days ago. The attacker snuck through all of our forces, didn't even look like a threat."

Yes, I know what happened.

"I'm just uh.. here to suggest you, uh, maybe.. uhh.. y'know, take a break. A vacation."

A vacation, you say? Isn't that a.. little.. absur-

"Fred, you haven't taken a vacation in years. I think it's starting to get to you. You hair is turning gray from stre-"

[Drachenstein immediately picks up a hand mirror laying to the side of their desk and looks at their hair, surely enough, there is many gray spots already formed. Drachenstein looks fairly shocked.]

How- how is this- I- I-

"Drachenstein. You need a vacation."

[Drachenstein is still in shock from the sudden realization, and slowly sets down the mirror, hand shaking.]

Y-Yes, I do.. need a.. vacation.

[At the airport.]

Hans. Hans! Where is my private jet?

"It's this way."

[Hans trails behind Drachenstein, carrying all of the luggage.]

Finally, god. There it is.

[The private jet is sleek black, bearing Drachenstein's signature emblem in blue on the tail of the jet.]

HQ to Patrol Squardron - Gold Miasma Leader, reporting an Unknown Bogie approaching, requesting ID. Intercept and escort it. Over.

Affirmative, approaching Bogie now. Over.

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