northern meetings

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Lucas drove through north city on his bike taking in the sights. his sword was strapped to his back while he wore his armor. He had just left the military after six years of faithful service with the military, but with the attack of ROUTE, there was little point in sticking around with them. then he had gotten a message about a leadership position in a new mercanary group called the Black Company. so when he had left the military, he gave the number a call and set up an interview in a neutral location. So here he was back in north city for the first time in years. coming up on the cafe that was decided as the meeting place, he entered and took a seat at a booth ordering a sandwich and a cup of coffee as he lowered his hood and placed his sword next to him.

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar had driven to the arranged café early. He decided to wear his khaki and Black t-shirt. His two cloaks were with him, the Major General ranks were sewn on one while the shoulder boards held both the insignias for Head of Intelligence and Head of the North. The other cloak was the custom made cloak for Lord Captain-Commander of the Black Company that was slowly being widely recognized across the country and the countries that bordered amestris.

As soon as he saw the giant of a man sit and order himself a sandwich and drink he walked over. He asked with a polite smile and neutral fighting stance with one hand resting on his sheathed sword Gurthang.” Mind if I sit here Lucas “War” Krieg formerly Amestrian military and one of the Four horsemen under the old regime?” If that wasn’t a key way of telling him he was the man he was supposed to meet and that he knew everything about him then his cloaks and the fact they had met before would have sparked it.

Once Lucas did indeed tell him it was alright to sit he would, before that the waitress returned and he told her wanted just water and some Danishes. It was still a early morning no matter how you looked at it.

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Lucas looked up at the man "Murazar Dauthi, head of intel for Briggs. the seat is all yours. lucas took a sip of his coffee, it wasn't to the same standard of the generals' cofee back in central (which he use to steal all the time), but it was very good. "I never got to meet you on my numerous trips through Briggs over the years" taking another sip of coffee and a bite of his sandwich, lucas looked Mura straight in the eyes "what is this job offer you have offered me? your letter was rather short in it's discription." All lucas hoped realy was for a chance to make his mark in the world yet and not be forgotten like so many others he had seen who had spent their lives working dead-end jobs to feed the various addictions. He had seen too many of them growing up while he lived here on the streets not too far from where they were now.

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar smiled and as he sat down replied with a small smile,"Head of the North now too and a Honorary Major General apparently. " He paused as he heard Lucas response as the man began to eat his sandwich. He spoke and answered the mans question." I started a Mercenary Corp. It is called The Black Company that is currently stationed at the Ebon Citadel which I used my saved expenses to build. The Company is run off of Mercenary soldiers under my command as the Lord Captain-Commander and they are paid by taking jobs from my contacts that I give them as a middleman. Jobs that they would never be able to obtain on their own that give them a great deal more payout than if they werent in the company." He paused momentarily as his drink arrived and he took a sip out of it.

He then continued before he stopped at that moment in time," While the Company is relatively new it is a new force in the world that will soon be reckoned with and at the moment since I am still under contract with Lieutenant General Tsukino that means the Black Company is obliged to follow my commands into battle for her if necessary." He stopped for another sip before deciding to get to the point and to end the necessary information. He leaned forward and pointed with one finger towards Lucas." You no longer have a oath to the Amestrian military and have nothing left to make a name or life for yourself that you would be satisfied with. I'm offering that chance, I want you as my second-in-command. I want you as my Lord Captain. due to your experience, pure physical and mental power and strengths for war. You would be perfect for this position, on top of that I trust you somewhat more than most people that currently work for me other than a few. One who is in a different position that you might be glad to have on our side and that can be trusted."

He leaned back with a smile and asked politely as he awaited an answer," So what say you on this matter and offer?"

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Lucas sat there drinking in the info which he had just been given. he finished off his coffee and the last of his sandwich. "Si vis pacem, para bellum - If you want peace, prepare for war." Sitting up Lucas picked up his sword and placed in down on the table. then he turned to Mura and looked him in the eye "The world now stands at the edge of a knife, if it should stray but a little the world will be thrown into war. I was asked by my superiors when I left the military 'are you done fighting?' and I only have one answer to them. I have not yet begun to fight. My Lord Captain-Commander; in answer to your question show me my enemy and I will show you a pile of corpses that need burying. I am yours to command. so is there anyone else in this orginization that I should know?"

ooc:i'm feeling poetic and quotey. forgive me

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar smiled a small victory-earned smile before answering him deciding upon honesty. He also slided Luca’s I.D. card across the table towards him.” That is your pass to the Ebon Citadel and all that awaits in it. I’ll take you there shortly after this so you can get used to the new home you have and your brothers and sisters that a wait us. Secondly, the only other person in command that I have is my Annalist who is our recorder of history and the special and secret ops man. You should remember him as Xanthus Icarus.”

He grinned knowing that he commanded great power now that he had both Lucas and Pride the Arrogant on his side. He hoped only for the Black Company to grow stronger and more powerful. He himself was a great power in the Company, but he needed the support of great powers as well. He just hoped Amestris would never try ridding themselves of the Black Company and the Ebon Citadel. It would be a horrible battle and ill advised despite the country’s great arrogance. He wouldn’t hesitate bring Firestorm after Firestorm to every city they had and walking out alive and well.

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Lucas picked up the ID card and looked it over. It was a plain white card with his photo and some of his generic info. it also held his rank on it. all in all it looked just like the military CACs that he had ever had. pulling out his wallet Lucas slid the card into it. "just a couple last things before we go. first what exactly are my resposibilities? and second I will be a couple of days before I get to the citadel, I need to run back to central city. I left some trophies and equipment back in a storage unit."
He knew he needed to pick up the items. He always kept an item from whatever missions he got sent on. He had swords from the capital of xing, medals from the czar of drachma and the like. he also had a copy of the orders of every mission he had been sent on, it was a thick folder. it contained enough to bring down any and all good will between what was left of amestris and the rest of the world. the couple of items he realy wanted were the weapons of the original horsemen befor they all died on a botched mission; the scythe of death, the spear of famine, and the hammer of plague. he would be the only one to remember their sacrifice.

ooc:image of a USmil CAC :image

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar nodded as he pocketed his I.D. Card and asked a simple question that was relevant to the task at hand and a concise statement and explanation of such. Murazar nodded as he sipped his water and set it down." Of course, we'll be expecting you then. On your question then, your duties are very much like a second-in-command. The difference is how I deal with mine personally. Due to your skill set if battles are small and I am involved I am your communications, intelligence, mission coordinator, everything on the logistics side. I will make sure you get what you need and as fast as inhumanely possible. "

He paused to sip again, it was obvious from the slightly passionate statement he knew just how bad it was if the Logistics and support side was fucked up to say the least and was making sure that himself personally would make it the best it could possibly be. He continued," You would personally be on the field to make sure none of that was fucked up. If its however a large operation and/or battle I will personally also come to the field to support with my sheer destructive capabilities and take out the leaders and pinpoint the cracks in the enemies armor and abilities to defeat us to any extent possible. Then I would return to logistics and support. You are well suited to field command rather than logistics than me since its what I primarily did and I have done plenty of field command myself so I know just how fast you need it and how much of it you need to win. After all we can always recover, winning keeps us alive."

He paused touching a finger to his temple a moment as if thinking just for a second in deep thought before snapping too and putting his hand back down slowly before speaking up again." Ah, yes, if you remember Xanthus Icarus also from Briggs then good. He is my Annalist, just check your e-mail. You'll get an encrypted e-mail on all the open and filled positions with their explanations of the Black Company. After commiting it to memory delete the e-mail permanently. Xanthus is the one sub-leader of our team that I highly suggest while you can order him around to not do that whatsoever. He is more than likely just to ignore you and go straight to me about whether it needs done than do it if its phrased as an order. If you need something done out of him, remember to phrase it as a request that sounds urgent. He'll get the message and make it a number one priority instantly. Same works for me even if i'm your boss, just give me a message that sounds urgent both in tone and words and i'll help out instantly." He sipped his water and waited for Lucas to respond to his answers and requests rather than orders. What he had just said and how he said it was a perfect example of how to phrase it. If in a rather less-than-original way.

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Lucas looked over at Mura as he was talking. After running all of the info over in his head he nodded, “I agreed. I will be heading back to central for a couple of days if you need to get-a-hold of me my number is XXX-XXX-XXXX.” Lucas stood and nodded to Mura. “I look forward to working with you and Xan.” taking his sword, Lucas spun it and strapped it to his back once again. He walked up to the counter and paid for his food and drink. Collecting his change, Lucas turned and pushed pass a young couple and out onto the street. Pulling out his keys, Lucas swung his leg over the bike he had bought. Starting it up, the bike rumbled to life and in a flash he was off roaring down the street. Cutting a corner, Lucas was on the highway heading south towards central city.

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OOC: sorry work picked up the last couple of days

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