Reporting for Duty (Leon/Research)

[Mathew Amtrum]

He felt like he'd adjusted well enough to the surroundings he now found himself in.  The Academy was large and yet strangely quaint in its own way.  He chalked it up to the structured lifestyle that it commanded and it's citizens enjoyed.  Very different compared to some of the other territories that he'd spent time in.  Though he seemed to stick out like a sore thumb, despite his best efforts to assimilate.  The cadets that he'd spoken to seemed to be intimidated by him or showed signs of unease.  Perhaps due to his age or the way he carried himself.  Even his squad partner had yet to make a showing.  Though he was used to working alone.

At least he could avoid being disappointed if he didn't count on anyone else to watch his back.  If there was one thing he'd learned in his life it was that the vast majority of people would let him down.  Working alone he would have to find a way to get himself out of his own messes and he wouldn't have to worry about picking up someone else's slack when they inevitably would fall behind.  And so it was that he'd request a mission.  

He would be patiently waiting in front of one of the windows in an empty classroom.  The day's classes had long since finished and the courtyard down below had a few people milling about.  Though the majority of people would be in the mess hall eating.  It made it an apt time to have a private discussion.  Or in his case, a briefing. 

[Leon]

Leon would enter the classroom and close the door. Looking at the man in question with a blank stare before moving to the front desk, since it was large and dropping off a couple folders.

"Alright, Eric. This is what we know and the mission I have for you. The Dossier of the people in question. Territory 202, in what used to be Canada has over stepped. They are a non-Allied Remains. Small territory that isn't protected by the Accords. Apparently they have been training some sort of black operatives to carry out assassinations of key figures in it's surrounded territories. All of which are affiliated with one of the big territories. This means they are causing problems between the territories. This needs to be stopped before it causes something bigger than some border issues. Questions?"

[Mathew Amtrum]

He'd continue to watch out the window as Leon entered, letting him take his place and give him the conditions for the mission. It made sense, without the protection of the big players each territory that didn't sign on had to have its own way to defend itself or keep the surrounding territories off balance enough to not expand. Covert operations have been a way to do this for the whole of human history. As long as there has been war someone has tried to do it smartly.

"Do you want me to kill them or scare them?"

His own mission would be covert from the sounds of it. The only question is what level of force he was expected to use.

[Leon]

"End goal is for the attempts to destabilize the surrounding territories to end. Gather information on how and why, make best choice from there. If you think it can be ended without blood shed that is fine, otherwise depending on your suggestion Territory 202 may no longer exist at the end of this... Asiv has a special request if at all possible. If Territory 112 finds out they will send a large death squad to desolate the territory 202 civilians and all. He wishes to prevent a genocide."

Eric would know Territory 112 was the least lenient of the large territories and has the most finality when dealing with threats, killing indiscriminately to prevent future conflict.

[Mathew Amtrum]

"I'll keep it quiet then and I'll inform you of the call I made."

Meaning after he'd already made it. He would, however, keep his mind open to all possibilities until he had more information. Going in there with a plan for how to resolve the situation without even knowing what he was dealing with was foolish. Worse than foolish, it was pointless. A peaceful resolution was unlikely he imagined though, countries had the right and the will to defend themselves and extend their influence. It is what he was doing on behalf of 259 by accepting this mission. And he was wise enough to know such missions would never stop simply because someone asked them to.

"Anything else before I pack my bag and leave?"

[Leon]

"There are rumors that someone is involved from outside the territory. Pulling strings... If it is who I think it is, this could be a trap meant to bring a Dragon."

Leon would stare at Eric after saying that and wait for recognition of the stance.

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Then I suppose that would explain why you are sending me instead."

He'd reply calmly, bringing a hand up to stroke his chin as he continued to watch out the window. Though his eyes shifted upward to look at Leon through the reflection of the glass.

"Who exactly do you suspect?"

[Leon]

"I suspect an organization known as 'The Syndicate'. My evidence is spotty, but with how many Qi drugs were reportedly in use... It's hard to deny their involvement."

Leon was saying without saying who it was, simply because he wanted more evidence. However, if they were involved, and his admittedly less than useful spy network could figure it out... Then they were not trying to hide it. Which to Leon meant TRAP, BIG RED FLAGS WITH NEON YELLOW WORDS SPELLING OUT TRAP!

[Mathew Amtrum]

He grunted. That was all he needed to hear. He'd see the job done and handle the loose ends. Or die trying. Either way, things would resolve themselves. Such was the way of the world they lived in. And if it was the Syndicate then Leon was right to fear for a trap, but if they were expecting Leon to show up and investigate this then it was all the better for him. They might be so focused in on Leon and his methods that Eric's methods may just pass by unnoticed.

"I'll be ready to leave within the hour."

He'd say as he turned around and went to the door. If Leon didn't stop him then he'd go right to his quarters packing a little extra clothing and some basic gear such as aerosol sprays and binoculars. A lock picking kit and wire cutters would also find their way into his bag. Basic tools he might need to get in and out of somewhere quietly.

[Leon]

Leon would nod, not stopping the man from leaving to gather his things. However he would say as he left.

"You are allowed any vehicle currently within Bay One to use as a personal vehicle while on mission."

Now it was Leon's turn to turn and look out the window.

[Mathew Amtrum]

He would not respond to Leon but the information was taken in. He'd have to see just what his options were to be for the mission. Once he was packed and ready to go he made his way to Bay One with his pack slung over his right shoulder. Entering his mission authorization code to open the bays he'd survey what vehicles were available for him to select from.

[Leon]

First thing he would see is a line of Jeeps, though most of them had Cabal insignia's all over them, and the ones that didn't were pretty derelict. There are a few trucks, some cars, and motor cycles.

[Mathew Amtrum]

He'd take a look at the motorcycles, looking for something that didn't have Cabal or anything identifying on them.

[Leon]

Only a few of the bikes had markings to signify make and model, let alone affiliation with Cabal. Most being rebuilt amalgamations of parts, or custom pieces put together to be operational.

[Mathew Amtrum]

He would take one of the Amalgamations then. Not having a specific make and model would make it harder to identify should he get spotted and pursued. Not that he expected it to come to that, but it was something to think about. And a motorcycle would allow him to travel places a car or truck wouldn't allow. It would open up new avenues of approach and retreat.

His selection made he'd hop on and start off toward the mission coordinates. Before he could do anything he was going to need to do recon. He would need to identify the school they were training these covert operatives at and then he'd need to determine it's defensive capabilities and it's functional strength. That would allow him to plot out his infiltration and disarmament of the threat.