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paixaorpg2007-11-11 05:41 pm
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To Better Know the Enemy... [complete]
Character(s): Zexion and some Dusks
Content: Information gathering, Organization-style
Setting: Somewhere
Time: Somewhen
Warnings: None!
Zexion sighed as once again he looked over what he had managed to find on the known members of the resistance that seemed to be brewing. Or rather, what he had managed to not find - he had little more to go on then a few pictures, and those only thanks to the journals. If there was a war to be had they'd need more to go on. There were lines being drawn in the sand and the scent of war was in the air. It was almost surprising that no one had thought to look into this sooner.
But no matter. He might not be of any use in a fight, but there were still things he could to do to help increase the odds that the Organization would come out the winners in the battle to come. Knowing the enemy was half the battle after all. And everyone had weak points that could be exploited. The trick was in finding them.
A single word was enough to call several Dusks to him, swaying softly as they awaited his orders. "Find these people," he told them, displaying to them the pictures he'd managed to find to them. "Follow them and report to me everything you see. Remaining hidden is to be your first priority." With any luck this would would at least manage to find who they associated with and where they stayed.
We hear and obey, the Dusks whispered as one, before vanishing to find their targets.
Content: Information gathering, Organization-style
Setting: Somewhere
Time: Somewhen
Warnings: None!
Zexion sighed as once again he looked over what he had managed to find on the known members of the resistance that seemed to be brewing. Or rather, what he had managed to not find - he had little more to go on then a few pictures, and those only thanks to the journals. If there was a war to be had they'd need more to go on. There were lines being drawn in the sand and the scent of war was in the air. It was almost surprising that no one had thought to look into this sooner.
But no matter. He might not be of any use in a fight, but there were still things he could to do to help increase the odds that the Organization would come out the winners in the battle to come. Knowing the enemy was half the battle after all. And everyone had weak points that could be exploited. The trick was in finding them.
A single word was enough to call several Dusks to him, swaying softly as they awaited his orders. "Find these people," he told them, displaying to them the pictures he'd managed to find to them. "Follow them and report to me everything you see. Remaining hidden is to be your first priority." With any luck this would would at least manage to find who they associated with and where they stayed.
We hear and obey, the Dusks whispered as one, before vanishing to find their targets.