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[The princess of Tolmekia lounges in her seat behind the map table, in a foul mood. It might have to do with this being the third month of this campaign in the godawful rain and mud, or it might have to do with how last night was the third assassination attempt towards her.

Or it might just be that she doesn't like relying on mercenaries.]

My heavy infantry's morale is hanging by a thread. I don't want them to hold the center for tomorrow's battle when they're already on the verge of dropping their swords and marching home.

So what can the famous Greil Mercenaries offer me?

[Ike looks at the map, making note of the armies' positions. The center was clearly the key to the battle.]

Going by what we've already heard of the enemy's numbers and skill, we should be able to do better than hold the center. With my men and I leading the charge, I have a feeling we'll spook the enemy commander into diverting more forces toward the center -- or inflict enough casualties that he won't have a choice. Then your troops can flank the enemy.

You're that confident about your men? There's not very many of them, you know.

What we lack in numbers we make up for in experience. I would trust any of them in a fight with my life, and I know they would do the same with me.

["in the middle of the action."

Same organization verse thing from other thread, but instead of training, Caitlyn actually got a mission while teamed up with Lockon. Personally, he's pretty impressive and a person that she can tolerate, so she doesn't have much to complain about.

Their mission is taking out a powerful group from rival organization that is very sinister and corrupted that involves innocent lives being ruined or ended by their hands. There is already an intense battle going on down below from the snipers location with guns shooting and loud yelling.

Caitlyn and Lockon are pretty much the support from above, taking out the other snipers and shooting anyone they got a clear target on. Caitlyn has kept her eye in her scope and just firing away every few seconds. She got one half while Lockon gets the other.]

Group Four moving towards the right. Possible shot on your side.

On it.

[One squeeze of the trigger later (and the sound of a bullet escaping the suppressor on the end of his rifle), the target falls.)]

That's it for this clip. Cover my side for a sec as I reload.

[He ejects the ammo cartridge and grabs another off his belt and begins to set it up.]

Got i-

[Only then she threw her body off to the side to dodge a pretty close bullet. Didn't hit, thankfully, but she quickly got back to her spot to fire back.]

Annoyances. Their numbers are thinning down so we are getting close to an end.

Yep. Not much longer -- hang on, I see something.

[Lockon removes a grenade from his belt and pulls the pin out. He waits for two seconds, and throws it in the other direction. Several seconds later, it detonates, killing a small group of commandos who had been headed toward their location.]

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Nice one. Cover for me.

[One last bullet before that clip is done. It's been a good fight from her point of view, not a lot of causalities on her team's end. The clean up process once the fighting is over isn't something she is looking forward to, but it's part of the job.]

I'm surprised they haven't even surrendered yet, especially on how well equipped we are compared to them.

And this is just the tip of the iceberg. I've still got a bombshell waiting in the wings.

[His Gundam is, in fact, nearby, albeit covered with optical camouflage. They haven't needed it yet, which is why it's still hidden.]

Of course, they don't know that yet, but I don't think it's quite time to introduce them to it.

Ah, you did bring that thing with you.

[Gundams are interesting to her, but never a desire to work with one. Therefore she is just going to stick with doing the sniping from above.]

It might be a little overkill on them... Then again, we aren't giving them much mercy in our fighting.

Call it insurance. I launch in my Gundam if they push us to the point where we absolutely need it. But for now, we're doing plenty fine without it, so it'll probably stay hidden for a while longer.

Unless they pull out their own Gundam out and try to start shooting us back down.

[Not trying to jinx the situation, but it's a possible idea that they could just pull out a surprise weapon to turn the tide.

Oh, a bad guy running off by himself? That's a quick shot coming from her enough to take him down.]

Just keep it close. I'll be fine up here if you do need to end up using it.

With their level of tech? Not bloody likely.

[A few shots later, a few more enemies fall.]

I know you will, especially after working alongside you.

And if they've been playing weakling the entire time?

[more shots from her end, but that's a confident smile on her.]

Good. After all, I do try aim to please when I am not aiming to kill.

Trust me, they've got nothing that can hold a candle to Zabanya. Even if they swarmed us with a full wing of mobile suits, I wouldn't go down.

[PUNS ASIDE AND SORRY FOR TL'DR.

"returning home after an extended absence."

When sending Quinn out for scouting investigations, her superiors know very well what she is being thrown into. With Valor, she has proven herself to take down deadly foes and returning with always valuable information that will always protect and improve Demacia's state of being. Throwing her right into Noxus' land is a death sentence for most soldiers, but she accepted her task without hesitation. She knew the risks when she first joined the Demacian forces and she determines herself to not fail. After all, Demacia can't fly high without a strong pair of wings. Demacia needs to know any and all hidden threats from their rivals.

She's been gone for months and always sent letters safely back. Her letters always been little information here and there, but it was needed regardless. She always prepares a full report before returning home, that is how Quinn works from the shadows. A pair of eyes on the earth and a pair of eyes from the sky. She will do what it takes to complete her objectives.

However, it only gets worrying when the letters just stop. Her last letter never mentioned it was her last letter or she was returning home soon. Rumors fly around from she's been caught to Noxus taking away her and Valor's life right away. Did Demacia really lose it's wings?

It took longer than a few months, but the ranger and her bird companion returned at sunrise on a quiet day. She summoned those of importance to the briefing room after breakfast. From looking at her, you can tell that she's been through a lot. Signs of extreme exhaustion and getting into brawls are obvious on her, the same goes for Valor with blood dried in his talons. They still kept that serious presence on them, perhaps matured a little. She waited for Prince Jarvan and other superiors that followed along to enter the room. As obvious sign of respect, she kneels and bow right on cue with Valor lowering his head from perching on her arm.]

We've returned.

[Jarvan looks down toward Quinn, face showing no emotion. However, his eyes, though looking as distant as ever, show signs of relief within them. He's glad to see not only a valued soldier, but a cherished friend return home.]

Rise, both of you. More than anyone in this room, you have the right to stand at eye level with me.

[She rises up, still looking neutral and not even trying to show weakness, but it's easy on the eyes when seeing her friends and home once more. Still beating herself up on the inside for being gone longer than she should, but what matters is that she's home. Exhausted, but successful.]

Words cannot express how wonderful it is to return to Demacia and her people.

[Of course, Jarvan is still the same as ever when she first left, but it's the same feeling of relief to see an important friend once again. She allows Valor to fly off of her arm to perch himself on an empty chair while everyone else gets settled in to their seats.]

I would like to apologize for the sudden cut of communications between us along with my absence being longer than it should. However, I am pleased to report all requested investigations on Noxus have been successful.

[Jarvan nods. Acknowledgement of the problems and a successful report -- he couldn't possibly ask for more from Quinn.]

On behalf of the royal court, I accept your apology. I, more than anyone, have the capability of understanding circumstances which would force such problems.

[After all, this was the man who spent two years south of the Great Barrier without any correspondence with his homeland.]

These reports...have you written them down?

[As long as Jarvan understands, that's all that really matters. Sure, she isn't exactly classic military fashioned in her methods and a few people still question her ways, but what matters is that the job is done and it's a success.]

It was done for all of our safety. Entering and leaving the very core of Noxus secretly was not an easy task.

[She walks over to the table to open up a tightly secured satchel, pulling out a journal. Compared to her usual journal, this one is much bigger and in a good condition for presentation. Looking through the book is full of various information on Noxus and supporting evidence to confirm certain mysteries and dark secrets their rivals have been plotting.

Enough information that if she was caught, this book would be destroyed and she would certainly be killed for it immediately.]

All of my reports have been written in here. It may be a lot of information, but it's everything we needed to know.

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Good. I shall begin perusing its contents immediately.

[He picks up the journal and quickly flips through it. He'll have plenty of reading to do.]

In the meantime, you -- both of you -- take some time to yourselves. Clean up and return in two hours' time, and you will return just in time to partake in my meal with me.

As you wish.

[Might take more than two hours to completely read, but enough time to read most of it. With the proper dismissal, she calls Valor back to her side before leaving the briefing room.

---

In those two hours of free time, it's been mostly a shower after a "long" nap until it was time to return to Jarvan. Compared to the last month, it's the best rest she has ever gotten. It was difficult to sleep when her life was on a thin line and she felt that she was watched, so it was needed.

Exactly as Jarvan requested, she arrives in time for the next meal after cleaning herself up. Still tired, sure, but looking a little better than this morning. Valor just shakes his wings a little to wake himself up more. He would stay back in the room to go back to sleep, but Quinn brought him along so he doesn't complain about food later on.]

You need to eat something, Valor. I know you are still tired, but I promise you can rest more once we're done.

[The eagle just nods. Normally would fight with her, but she would win this one with ease.]

[There's a pretty nice spread, as one would expect from the royal family of Demacia. There are rolls, fruits and vegetables, and chicken on the table.]

Come. Take your seat.

[That's definitely a type of spread she would expect by the royal family. Large amounts and delicious enough by appearance and smell that Valor just wants to dive right on in, but Quinn is holding him back from doing anything stupid. Manners in the front of the nobles, Valor.

She takes her seat while Valor perches himself right behind her, on top of the chair.]

Thank you. This meal is very much appreciated.

[Meanwhile, the eagle just eagerly chirps, more awake now that there is good food nearby and Quinn is setting up her plate so obviously he is going to get something in a second.]

It seems nothing has changed around here while I was away.

[As Quinn takes her seat, Jarvan begins to serve himself.]

No, nothing has. Demacia remains as stable as always in my father's gaze.

Never expected less from His Majesty.

[Got a good plate set up for her, as she holds up a piece of chicken for Valor to snatch from her hand to eat.]

Have you been well?

As well as I could ask for.

[In other words, he's been just fine.]

As for you, I assume you'll be given duty here in the city until further notice, so you should have time to rest easy.

We will be ready whenever we are needed.

[The rest is really needed and appreciated.]

Did you finish reading the reports?

[Jarvan shakes his head.]

I still have some left to read, but I did read most of them. Even so, I can still tell that you outdid yourself in this mission.

[A pause while Valor takes more food from off of her plate.]

It's nothing. I just did as I was ordered and failure is never an option to me.

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Ike

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▶ J4 (and bang, sunk your battleship)

It actually took me a few minutes to get that.

couldn't resist not making it, even if it was funnier in my head

Well, I'm not at all opposed to bad puns.

good.

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