Aura.Lucario
The Rivers will run red....
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- A Place that's not my cup of tea
- Seen Oct 5, 2011
AquaIsle, the HQ of Sector B, in the middle of the Hydra Sea. Cyril didn't LOVE the water or the ocean, but he didn't really like to build his HQ on top of a white mountain.
"Wait until sector A gets hit by an avalanche." Cyril smirked, his feet on his desk as he sat on his office chair in his own personal working room. It was located underwater, in a shape of a glass cube, connected to the HQ above by a bubble lift, proving Cyril a 360 degree view, horizontally, and vertically.
When a large trout passed by before him, Cyril licked his lips, "Mm-" but quickly focused on his paperwork again. A new grunt was supposed to come today, and the application form seemed pretty good.
Just then the bubble lift door opened and in came a male grunt with a cocktail. Placing it on Cyril's table, he whispered to the Sector Leader's ears, "The grunt today will be arriving pretty soon."
Yawning, Cyril nodded and the grunt left via the lift again. The room was all beautiful and stuff, but those big fish were rather distracting him, he had to admit, with a little grin on his face. Eager to see who he/she is, Cyril slumped onto his chair, playing his fingers as he waited.
"We can use an extra grunt. Rewtash City is almost ours, so every grunt counts." Cyril smirked.
"Wait until sector A gets hit by an avalanche." Cyril smirked, his feet on his desk as he sat on his office chair in his own personal working room. It was located underwater, in a shape of a glass cube, connected to the HQ above by a bubble lift, proving Cyril a 360 degree view, horizontally, and vertically.
When a large trout passed by before him, Cyril licked his lips, "Mm-" but quickly focused on his paperwork again. A new grunt was supposed to come today, and the application form seemed pretty good.
Just then the bubble lift door opened and in came a male grunt with a cocktail. Placing it on Cyril's table, he whispered to the Sector Leader's ears, "The grunt today will be arriving pretty soon."
Yawning, Cyril nodded and the grunt left via the lift again. The room was all beautiful and stuff, but those big fish were rather distracting him, he had to admit, with a little grin on his face. Eager to see who he/she is, Cyril slumped onto his chair, playing his fingers as he waited.
"We can use an extra grunt. Rewtash City is almost ours, so every grunt counts." Cyril smirked.