Aftermath (𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝙴𝚍𝚍 𝚡 𝚃𝚘𝚛𝚍)

Assembly

Tord wakes up around 5:00am, like always. It was habit at this point to wake up so early for work. He expected Paul to come in the room soon to check on Tord to make sure he's okay after last night. Tord sits up and stretches, realizing he fell asleep in his hoodie and sweats. He gets up off his bed and walks around for a few minutes to get his blood flowing, then goes to his closet to get changed into his spare uniform. It was fairly similar to Paul's and Patryck's uniforms, but a bit fancier and with more badges. 

Tord sits back down at his desk to prepare a speech for the assembly. He was getting himself excited just thinking about it; bossing his army around again. He hums as he reads over his speech he whipped up in 20 minutes, and smiles with pride.  Paul knocks on the door to check on him before the assembly starts at 7:00. Tord checks the camera outside the door and sees that it's just Paul, then unlocks the door for him with a button on his desk.

Paul walks into the room to check on him, looking around. "Good morning, Sir. It's great to see you again. Patryck told me about last night, and we were hoping we could speak with you today if possible."

"Alright, ill check my schedule after the assembly soon."

Paul nods, leaving the room and heading to the auditorium to listen to the assembly. Tord sits there and skims the speech for any mistakes before standing up and heading to one of his secret halls that only a select few know about. This way, he's able to get to the auditorium without anyone seeing him. He walks backstage and sees a few people there who who hadn't noticed his arrival. One of the people there was the stage manager, who was the first to notice Tord. He gasps loudly, causing the others in the small backstage area to turn their heads and see Tord. Tord shushes them and reaches for his gun to make sure they stay quiet.

"yes yes, I'm back. But don't go out there and make a scene; I'm going to be the one to announce it. Understood?"

They all shut their mouths and nod, getting back to work to prepare for the assembly. Tord smiles and peeks through the curtain to look at the soldiers all chattering among themselves. Soon, they'd be under his command again, and he couldn't wait. Now he just had to wait for Emil to get here. 

He obviously couldn't leave the army without a leader, even if it was temporary. He left one of his trusted generals, Emil, in charge in his absence. He thought he would enjoy the position and would be trust worthy enough to take charge for a few hours. But now, Tord was back, and he didn't need him to stay in power anymore.

A few minutes later, Emil walks into the backstage area. He sees Tord standing off to the side waiting for him to arrive, and his jaw drops in shock. He also drops coffee all over the floor, which splashes up onto Emil's uniform. Tord scoffs, amused. 

"S-Sir!"

"Yes, yes, Hello again, Emil. I've returned to the base now, and no longer need you to take over for me. Thank you for your service, but you can get back to your post down there with everyone else."

Emil quickly nods, wincing at the spilt drink on the floor before scurrying off. Tord walks over to center stage and waits for the curtains to draw back. As the light pours onto his scarred face, Tord smirks and steps out into the light. The auditorium suddenly hushes with suspense, everyone unsure if they should say anything. After a few seconds, the large crowd erupts with cheering, everyone very excited about Tord's arrival. Tord lets this go on for a little while, since he enjoyed it. Eventually, he motions for them to quiet down, which doesn't quite work.

"Alright, alright! Enough! Fean, i thought i thought you better than this, you barbarians." The crowed hushes again and listens to Tord, finally. He smiles again, his grip tightening on his microphone.