Remnant's Tactician

Chapter 26: Repressed Emotions

*No POV*

"That is all I have to report." A tall man spoke.

"So the search for the other jewels is still ongoing. Great..." Mars sighed. "Freddy, send the message to those in Vacuo, Atlas, and Mistral that the search would be temporarily called off."

"Very well." He nodded. "And should I do the same to Guire on her scouting mission?"

"No. She's just outside of the border. There's no need for that."

"Pfft. Sounds like someone wants to keep watch over the little bird more."

Mars was currently in a room with several other people. The one who just spoke was some of the few people who were hiding as students, a hot-headed, red haired Faunus idly leaned against the wall, crossing her arms.

"H-Hey, Soire! You know that he's just looking after her." Her green haired companion got out.

"Shut it, Sol! I don't care who she is or what she means to him! Unless that girl can actually prove to be a capable fighter, then maybe I'll show a bit of respect!"

"You will remain from talking ill of any sort, Soire." Freddy firmly spoke.

"Yeesh. Things are kinda getting out of hand here." A man with blonde hair said. "Also, Wyck and Muirgel have been gone for quite a while now. Where are they?"

"The bonehead must've lost his weapon again." Soire scoffed.

"Haah..." Mars sighed.

The meeting didn't go so well. Mars had trouble keeping everyone on track multiple times before as they kept going on about other things. Freddy's Scroll rang as he took it out and answered the call on speaker.

"Yes, Guire?" Freddy said.

"Seems like Bubbles and her team are taking camp in a building." She reported. "Nothing out of the ordinary. Except..."

"Except what?" Mars spoke.

"Well, let's just say I happen to spot some familiar mask-wearing group, Blue."

"So they were there..." He got out. "Make sure nothing goes wrong, Guire. And remain hidden. Those White Fang members may lack the strength to fight you, they still have the number advantage."

"Roger that." Guire hanged up the call as Mars turned and walked to the door.

"Freddy, have everyone ready. This may be a gamble, but something tells me that they're up to something."
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*Robin's POV*

"Robin?"

"Huh?"

I opened my eyes and turned to my left. Standing next to me was Chrom as we both were in front of a table with a map on it. I also notice that there were several other people here as well.

"Geez, Robin. That's the second time you've dozed off." A girl with blonde pigtails spoke.

"Did you not get enough rest after the last Risen skirmish?" A tall man asked.

"Oh, uh..." I got out. "I'm... just a little tired."

"It's only logical." A woman wearing spectacles and a witch hat stated. "I've noticed at some nights you've stayed up checking the map of our expedition and rerouting the pathways, establishing areas that have been sighted with Risen or Grimm, and... I better not mention the times of intimacy."

"What does that mean?" Morgan got out, confused.

"Erhem! In any case." Chrom cleared his throat, slightly blushing. "Let's not get too sidetracked. Frederick, were there any new sightings?"