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"You think they'll get here?"

The man behind the desk was eating a sandwich. In contrast to the tall muscular man next to the desk, he was short, fat, bald, and didn't seem the least bit impatient. "Relax. They're pretty reliable. They'll be here." He said, trying to calm down the tall man.

"Hmf. Clanners. I still say this is a task for us, not those troublesome fools. They may have Clan magic, but I'd rather rely on my own cold steel than whatever tricks those misfits can summon up. At least that way I know things are being done the right way. Like my dad always used to say..."

"...If you want something done right, do it yourself." The short man interrupted "Yes, I know. I also know you'd rather wrap your hands around Metzger's neck yourself, but the fact is that we haven't got enough manpower to take on his gang right now. Besides, those Earth Clan guys are reliable. Come on man, cheer up. Just be grateful that we're not dealing with the Death Clan here" The man shudders "Remember the last time we've used their service? No, I guess you don't. That was a long time ago, before your time. Just let me tell you it wasn't pretty. Sure, they got the job done, but..." He shook his head. "No need to bring back the past. Like I said, I trust the Earth Clanners."

"I hope you're right" the tall man sighed "We can't afford any screw-ups. Not now." He turned away from the short man and towards the window of the police station. "I hope they get here before my lunchbreak. I'm hungry."

A tall man with long silver hair was walking around and looking very lost. He had been told the whereabouts of the job but had forgotten, as usual. His name was Rupin and he was from the Earth clan. He stopped suddenly as he saw someone he knew enter a nearby building. This must be the place, he thought to himself, as he wandered after Yves towards the building.

((OOC: Deek, could you please try to leave out the ** around your actions, and put "" around your words in stead? ))

The tall man ignored Yves' hand and turned his back on the three Clanners. "Behold, the brave protectors of our city!" He grumbled sarcastically.

The short man seemed pleased with the arrival of the Earth Clan. He got up from his chair and smiled as he shook Yves' hand. "Welcome, welcome. Yes, I'm happy to meet you as well, all of you. Please, grab a chair." The man's friendliness was exaggerated, almost comical. "Is your leader coming as well, or are you in charge of this mission?" He looked over Yves' shoulder and out of the window, trying to see if the Earth Clan's leader was standing outside.

Confused Frock followed Wiveri into a small room with a tall bitter man and a short plump man inside. "Whats going on?" Frock said ,under his breath, as he sat down onto one of the stiff chairs closest to the door. Frock put on a smile,only stopping for a moment to watch his bird. Toc was eyeballing the short man's sandwich suspiciously.

"I wish we had the time to sit and wait for your missing friends," the small man said "but I'm afraid we don't. As you may know, the GSF is more than busy these days, and every moment is precious. That is why you have been asked to do this... 'job' for us. I think it's best if we just explained the situation now, so you can inform those not present yourself." The short man nodded at the tall man "My colleague here will give you the information you need."

The tall man turned around, and looked at the Clan's leader. "Very well. If you're going to do our job, I might as well try and make sure you do it right." He grabbed a piece of paper from the desk and handed it to Wiveri. On the piece of paper was a realistic drawing of a man's face. "Your mission is to capture this man, known to us only as 'Metzger'. He is believed to be one of the key figures in the Gaian underworld. He is intelligent, powerful, and ruthless. For years he has managed to always stay a few steps ahead of us, but now that he thinks us to be distracted by the monster threat he has been less careful than he used to be. This has allowed us to gather some information that, with your help, will lead to his defeat."

The man cleared his throat before continuing. "We have learned that Metzger will make a trade with a large criminal organisation tomorrow. What he is trading, or who exactly he is trading with is unknown to us, but it doesn't matter as his capture is our main objective. We have confirmed his location, and we know that he will stay where he is at least until the time the trade will be made. You will move to that location before that time, and take him into custody. He will probably be guarded, but we do not expect any heavy resistance. Metzger himself is probably the largest threat. While he does not posess any magic powers, he is a great warrior and has already killed some of our highly skilled agents. Use whatever force necessary to subdue him, but do not kill him or anyone else. The use of lethal force is not allowed for this mission, as we need Metzger alive. You will be paid when you deliver him to us."

The man looked around the room, observing the Clanners one by one. "That is your mission. If there are no questions, I will give you the location."

Drittz just stood there looking at the floor thinking to himself. Metzger huh? Well if he's a problem i'll help take care of him anyway i can he thought to himself. Abrubtly he moved over to Wiveri to see the man's face and studying it, he memorized his features. " I will not forget this face," he said. The tone of his voice had excitement in it.

She looked at Wiveri and back at the men with a stern face.
"yeah, I got it." She knew she didn't look very intimidating but she stood tall and folded her arms out of habit.