With a flash of silver, the figure appeared amidst the gathered Skyfire guards.
“What’s this?” A frigid, clear voice broke the silence. As the words rolled along the wind, the temperature around the small group dropped distinctly.
The guards finally reacted, snapping to attention as the figure passed. “Captain!”
Silver hair cut to her ears framed silver eyes, complimented by a silver uniform. It was like she was made of metal – metal, or a block of ice.
“It was you who called?” She turned her frigid eyes to the man in black.
“Indeed it was. I’m looking for someone.” The man’s response was cool, collected. He seemed almost disconnected, relating news as though from a note card.
An Liu continued her questioning. “That’s how you call people?”
“I was told I can’t enter without a badge,” he responded. “When I stated I would call for him, the guard claimed that was fine. So I called.”
“Is that right,” she said, turning to look at the indicated guard.
