In the year 2025 Chaldea Security Organization has completed the Second Grand Order postponing Humanities destruction yet again. With the second singularity completed, they still have more questions than answers. Another companion has also joined th...
I looked forward where Scathach's gaze laid and saw a crowd had gathered near the sliding doors that lead out to the Helipads. "Huh, what's going on here?" I inquired as I slid my hands into my pockets. The crowd was made up of members from all the departments, I made out the lab coats of several members of the science department and I recognized the backs of several people from the security department. Whatever was going on, it had piqued the interest of everybody it would seem.
"Seems like some sort of commotion." Scathach replied.
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"They're gathered outside the Helipads. I wonder if someone crashed another VTOL in the courtyard." I said jokingly, Scathach glanced at me out of the corner of her eye.
"If their piloting skills are anything like yours, than I have no doubt." Scathach replied. "But for everyone's sake, let's hope not all of Chaldea's pilots are as bad as you." Scathach added before walking off towards the group.
"Hey! I didn't see you taking control, dodge multiple missiles fired at us, and manage to put us down on the ground without dying, despite all of that!" I retorted as I followed behind her. "You could at least be a little bit grateful." I grumbled.
In a few short moments Scathach and I arrived at the crowd where we came to a stop near the edge. Scathach seemingly paid me no mind as I hovered over her, as her attention was elsewhere in the crowd.
"Were you even listening to me, at all?" I asked.
"Nope." Scathach replied as she kept her back to me.
"I swear woman..." I murmured shaking my head in response. After grumbling to myself for the better part of a minute I peered over Scathach's head to try and see what all the commotion was about. There was a lot of chatter going on, but I couldn't make out most of it. "What do you think is going on?" I asked.
"I don't know." Scathach replied and I looked down at her.
"You don't know or you can't see?" I asked with a slight grin. "If you like I can..." I added, but before I could finish my sentence a sharp pain shot through my foot.
"If I needed a step stool you'd be the first to know about it." Scathach said as her heel pressed down on my foot. "I can see just fine, but when there's nothing happening I can only speculate." Scathach said as her heel dug deeper into my foot and I gritted my teeth.
"Okay, Okay!" I exclaimed. "I'm sorry, now please could you get off my foot." I said and she seemed to wait a moment before she decided to take her foot off. "Thank you..." I said taking a step back. As I did I reached down and rubbed my foot attentively. After the pain had subsided from my foot, I stood back up and turned my attention back to the crowd. I took a step forward, this time not standing behind Scathach, and proceeded to peer over the crowd. On the other side of the crowd I saw several men dressed in full winter camouflage wearing body armor and helmets, each one of them carrying either an automatic rifle or shotgun. "There's several men with guns." I said as I fell back on my heels.
