OOC: Written by Orpheous

Meanwhile, in an office only a few blocks down from the sight of the disappearance, Orpheous was deep at work. The office actually looked more like a study, with books strewn about everywhere. It had been a slow day for the Inkweaver, he was looking through a combination of ancient folklore and tedious law books. Actually, he read the folklore during his breaks to keep his mind off of the tedious law books. Suddenly, an intern (which the PFH seemed to have lots of) burst in swiftly.

"Sir," addressed the intern. The intern was in his mid-twenties, and his name was Craig. He typically ran messages from office to office, but in his spare time, he studied human psychology. He had light black hair that went down to the bottom of his neck, and his bangs went down to his steely gray eyes. His hair was layered, which seemed to suit him perfectly. He stood roughly six feet and four inches. He wore gray cotton pants and a fiery red tunic. He had an awkward disposition about himself, and seemed to doubt even his own skill. Despite the fact he was only an intern, he had worked his way into Orpheous circle of friends (not to be mistaken as his inner circle of friends). His accent was what Americans would call mid-western, but like anyone in Hyrule would know what that was.

"Hyrule knights have just let a thief slip in-between their grasp. This thief was later seen meeting up with somebody else, probably his partner in crime. Sadly, not much can be said about the two. However, some of us are beginning to theorize that they are extremely skilled. They seemed to have orchestrated the thievery almost perfectly. They could be what we need on the next mission."

"They could indeed," responded Orpheous happily. He was wearing his usual cloak and he had finally decided to submit to the cotton pants trend. He was bare foot, but his sandals were nearby. The Terminain watch glistened in the sun. "Tell me if they resurface as soon as they do, and start researching them. Also brief Simon and Stephan. We needed these two thieves yesterday."

"Understood," statted Craig, who briskly walked out. He later informed Simon and Stephan, and prepared those two to leave as soon as the thieves showed back up. They wouldn't escape a second time.

OOC: Written by Kasei

"Oh, that was so unpolite of him." Kasei said, apparently not noticing his freind Denkou on the verge of death. Instead, he faced Aria. "Go and do whatever you were up to, okay?" He requested, and his grandaughter smiled and turned to face Denkou with "REVENGE" printed all over her face.

In the meantime, Kasei turned his head a bit to look around. "Last time I checked, a PFH base was nearby, Orph might be there...." He said to himself, ignoring the moans of pain Denkou was giving off. He turned south, and headed to the office. When he got there, he pushed the doors open, and walked in. "Anyone here?" The blue-haired shiekah asked.

Meanwhile, Aria had left Denkou, who now lay, 2/3rds of his blood lost, on the ground. why does noone help me????

OOC: Written By Orpheous

When Kasei burst into the facility that belonged to the People’s Front of Hyrule, he would have most likely noticed something. The PFH building was kept immaculately clean. Even should someone track mud onto the floor, the moment that the mud touched the ground, it would be vaporized. Same would go with dust, dirt, or other unwanted stains. The room was fairly large. A few decorations from Ryan’s house sparkled up the already mansion like interior. They were buying out land grants, and even as Kasei was getting acquainted with the building, construction was occurring near the back of the building to make it larger. The PFH was a very rapidly growing organization. Statues ranging from deadly foes and monstrous beasts to famous heroes and divine beings stood majestically in the three story room. Two three story staircases, which were, like most of the main room, covered with silver carpeting, reached to the top floor. Along the way, they stopped at a 2nd story hallway and a 3rd story hallway, both of which partially over looked the main room. There were doors leading everywhere. Training rooms, the offices of lower official’s, labs (which were fairly low tech), studies, small libraries, a few relaxation rooms, and much more, lay behind these doors. By now, though, Kasei should have noticed the desk in the middle of the room. One person sat at it, but since it was a lot of work, the desk people tended to work in shifts. There were large stacks of papers, and a handful of calendars. Should somebody contact the desk worker either through magic (which was easy to do, almost like calling somewhere with a phone, but there are no phones) or though coming up to them physically, the desk person’s job would be to get them an appointment, or put their name on a list or something. It was a very tedious job, and as soon as Orpheous figured out the spell to do it by magic, he would happily give the desk workers a better job. As for now though, there was no other option.

The person working at the desk might have been familiar to Kasei. His name was Bob. He first started helping out Orpheous during those skirmishes with Roronek, and then he later played a minor part in Montagomey. As soon as Orpheous founded the PFH, he nabbed the roll of a lower official, and even though he didn’t have to, he was volunteering to work at the desk. He wanted to give the rookies a break. He stood roughly six feet and two inches, and he had short red hair. His irises were a shade of dark hazel. He wore a simple brown tunic, cotton pants, and sandals. He had a faint Scottish accent, not that anybody besides Orpheous and a few others new about Scotland. Overall, his accent was more Mid Western American. He noticed Kasei and wanted to stand up in the presence of such a high up official in the PFH, not that he had to. However with all the papers around him, that might not have been the best idea. Instead he offered a wave and a smile.

“Hello there, Mr. D. Gobi,” he greeted, ending the wave. “What can I do for you today?”

OOC: Written By Kasei

As Kasei pushed open the doors, he took notice emidiately of how perfectly clean this place was. Too perfect for Kasei's taste.

Sure, he liked a bit of organization in his home, but he was one of those guys that only knew where something was when there was a mess. The Rebel Flame took a look around, and sighed at the lack of even a stack of needless papers, or even some spare food on the floor....he hoped this wouldn't take long.

As the clerk waved, Kasei waved back, and approached. He wasn't too comftorable with being addressed so properly. Still, this could probably work for his advantage.

"Uh, hello," He said, smiling, "I was wondering if Orpheous was here? I have something to talk to him about." Kasei asked the clerk.