#it begin

Dame Julia would be so disappointed.

This was the largest new anima surge they’d found in months and he’d made it there first. It had taken a transatlantic flight and a redeye up to Boston, but he’d made it there first, even when they were practically in the Illuminati’s backyard. That alone should earn him recognition.

He grabbed the requisite envelope from his bag, making sure the vouchers for airfare to Heathrow were tucked safely inside. From what the dossier had said, the new bee had little in personal assets, her career, time, and spare money dedicated to after school programs for vulnerable youths. A noble pursuit. It was almost unfortunate she was now set to become a part of the secret war. Regardless, the Templar would be a good fit for her, if she could harden her heart for the greater good. Maybe she would be elevated to trainer one day, to better align with her passions.

Opening the door of the vehicle, he found himself face to muzzle of a silencer. Which was attached to a pistol. Which was held by a grinning Illuminati recruiter.

“Predictable,” she purred as she eliminated his chances of recruiting anyone by tightening her fingers.

Mod Chara is here and it’s time for some shitposting!