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I walk out of the halley, holding my sword from the handle from my left hand. I get no look from anyone, no one cares and thats fine by me.
I arrive just in front of Mabel and punch him in the shoudler.
He turn immidiately around holding his hand high up in the air, ready to attack.
Thats what I like to see !
When he realize that its just me he laugh a bit.
" Where were you ? You were ramping into Solana ?? " he says
" What ?? What does that mean ? " I ask
" Nothing ! Nothing ! " he respond
He then spot the sword.
" Where did you got that ? " he ask
" I bought ? For me ? " I asnwer
" With our money ?! " he yell
" No, my money " I respond
" I've work for it too ! Is there a least a silver left !? " he says
" Yes, there more than half of what we had. I bought it with my part of the money " I respond
" How much " he ask
" 200. And I still got 50 for my part " I answer
" At least I have my part of the pay...but you could have least wait for me here "
" For what ? When did you arrive ?? " I ask
" Like an hour ago " he respond
" Yeah don't bullshit me ! With how you look, its more like you just arrive ! " I say
" What does that mean how I look ?? " he says
" You outfit, your all the shinning shit you have on you " I say
" Its not shit, its call accessory " he respond
" Access my sorry ass that is pure shit " I say
" Whatever ! Give me my part of the pay "
" Why ? " I ask
" Because now I can holdit . I can keep it " he respond
" If you say so "
I give him his amount. And keep what I still have.
" Okay, now what kind of sword you have ? " he ask
" Its long sword "
" Its...its more like a short sword than anything "
" Yeah yeah. Right it is, for now "
" What does that mean ? "
" You'll know " I say
" I want to know " he says
" You'll know " I respond
" Fuck...okay what do we do now ? "
" I don't fucking know, probably buy stuff ?? " I suggest
" No, I'll just keep my part and spend it later, when I really need something " he says
" If you say so...but the again what do we do ? " I ask again
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Walking back into the library, well its too big to be call one. Its more of a giant knowledge storage.
Which is exactly what a library is. But this one is bigger ! BIGGER !
Marki walk up to the librarian, just like yesterday he wants to borrow some books.
" You've already taken three whole shelf of books. As long as does one are not back here your not taking anymore books " the librarian says
Marki understand, he would give them back tomorow but he would at least read as much as possible this day.
Josie, saying goodbye to Marki and Col at the same time. She happilly goes away.
Marki think of going up to the legend and myth shelf. But that would be for nothing, since the special cult execution force can't really be consider a legend or myth since they are activly working.
He tried asking the librarian for advice but all he got is.
" We keep knowledge of culture and history, as much as the they allow us too "
Marki didn't like that, because than he wouldn't be able to acces more information. But he would just use what he has at his disposal.
Walking up to what he think is the best place to start, again. He takes a book out of the history ilde and start to read it. He would gladly just have some kind of resume to the book content.
Just like the fast reader that he is, it doesn't take him long to realize, the story of the thirth prince of the second lord of the forteress of Hila-digra, doesn't quite match an organisation that exterminate cult. But maybe he'll read it later.
He put the book back where it was and take another one.
Reading the first few sentence he immidialety close the book, not looking forwards to know how the third battle of some country that don't matter anymore since the Empire annex them.
Marki put the book back.
He then took another one but stop as there is something writting on the cover, title piece: Wong Bok, The second general of Kil Usaf.
Marki doesn't bother opening the book, but rather than putting it back on the shelf. He slide it under the big shelf and push it further with his feet until it hits the wall.
He then grab the first book that is at his eye level. Thanks to luck, or luck, he find a book exactly about what he had been serching all yesterday and just a few minute today.
It reads: Rit Boc, Founder of the SCEF.
Marki, a smile on his face, walk to the sitting area, where, people sit, to read.
He sit on the most confortable looking chair before opening the book and read:
In the...
Not wanting to take to long he cut to the part that actually tell something.
The SCEF are, as told, a very secretive group. Selective, professional, qualified for all kind of secret mission, keep secret annnnd the rest is all about secret.
Marki wonder if the book is actually legitimate about what its saying. All of it seem made specificly so that no one wants to know about them.
Putting the book down, about to leave defeat, he remember what Frade said, what his mission is ! And why he should continue !
He sit right back into the chair, but this time he reads slower, focusing on any information that pass through the censure.
In the middle of the book something stick out of everything: Joining the SCEF isn't as difficult as everyone says, its only a matter of impresse the right person. No new comer can become a cult exterminater, only selected one, choose by active member.
Marki close the book, put it on a table and lay back on the chair. Looking at the ceiling he rethink of the time he still believe they had a chance.
With how many people live in the city, with little interess to anything. Other than people beating on someone.
Marki would have felt defeated, depress but no, no.
Out of, accuratly, in the library, just enter Marc. Looking better than yesterday. He walk up to Marki, extanding his arm to shake hands.
Marki grab Marc hand but didn't let go when they stop shaking. Someting seem off, something doesn't feel right, because it feel exactly right.