Chapter 37: mask

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Four weeks has past The White fang became bigger as Blake started to do her plan. People were looking for Mark the man she killed. They don't know if he left or that Beacon capture him all she knows that the White Fang has been jumping around the country. We went to Vale, Mistral and now Menagerie to get weapon and materials for our next mission. At Atlas apparently we need to explode a Ace Factory filled with explosives. We need to destroy it for the government wouldn't use it that's the plan.

The truck shake underneath the bumpy road making the people inside doodle left and right. Some people are playing rock, paper, and scissors. And some other type of games to past the time, while others sleep. There's big trucks and small ones Blake is currently in a car with a machine gun on it. It's called HMMWV she is sitting at the back with Adam while the other two Lieutenant at the front.

She could see Adam hand slowly move to her thigh. Without hesitation Blake grabbed his finger and pull it upward making him hiss in pain. Blake didn't let go and keep going higher "okay okay let me go" Adam whisper pulling his hand away. Over the past few weeks he keep making a move on her. But as loyalty she is and Faithful Blake always avoids him. If he keep doing it she will one day break his fingers.

The car stopped signaling them that they arrived to their destination. Adam open the door and get out While Blake sit there taking a few moments before getting out. Right now she is in the middle of the Faunus base One false move and she's dead. Getting of the car seeing big buildings and small ones. They are blacksmiths, stores to get your clothes, small cafeteria, restaurant and a hotel to stay the night. It was quite nice if you forgot that is filled with Faunus that will kill you.

"This way" Adam intended to grab her hand to lead her somewhere. But alway pulled away ignoring his grunt. They walked down a path that looked like where the meetings at. To discuss plans, work, or how to keep the place stable. Blake looked to her right seeing a Blacksmith hitting a misshape sword with a hammer. Mental reminder to go there the meeting building door was huge that needed two people to push it open.

The place was white, red and black same color of their cult. They headed up to the stairs to the meeting, this time the door was human size not huge like the outside one. Adam open it revealing a long table with chairs around it. A small bar stand filled with alcohol and lemon, and a white board to place some papers. "Take a sit" Adam walked to the head of the table sitting down, gesturing to sit next to him.

Soon Blake sat five people enter the room, they all frozen in their spot when they saw her. "Oh my god..L'œil Masqué" the person had a Long mask covering completely his face. Blake nodded agreeing them. "Sit down we must discuss our plan" Adam commanded making the other sit down. One took a sit next to Blake, when she looked up at the strange person he only smiled at her. "Now..do we have warm clothes for the Atlas?" Adam question them with a serious expression.

"Yes sir it's all ready for you and your warriors...but we have some problems" a girl pull out a pack of paper and give it to him. "The place is filled with security guards and cameras" Adam check the papers then give it to Blake who just past it to the guy next to her. "Well it's a factory filled with Bomb what do you think?" Blake mumble looking down at the table feeling eyes on her now. "Yes but there isn't area for us to go inside" Blake lean forward to see the map that is place in the middle of the table. Around the factory had electric fences and guards standing around it.

"There's a mountain next to it" Blake told them leaning back down. "That's where they get their coal" The Captain look at it then at her. "They need a train to carry those coals out of there. So why don't we sneak inside get in the train? It will get us in" Adam chuckle while clapping his hand "didn't I told you she's amazing?" Blake felt weird on how he said that and how he chuckle.

The whole meeting was exhausting and boring, they keep discussing what time and how they are gonna do it. Blake is tired and thirsty, so when it ended she went straight to a cafeteria. Bought a Chamomile tea it relaxed her, the whole trip she was tress and depressed. Now she has her tea she just depressed. Walking in the blacksmith seeing a redhead girl putting a heated sword in the water. Making a hiss sound of the cold water and the heated metal.

The place was hot and dirty, dust everywhere and metal pieces hang from the walls. "Excuse me" Blake called out to the girl, she looked at her and give her a nice smile. "What can ah do fur ye laddie" she had a strong Scottish accent and bluest eyes, brighter then Adams. And some freckles around to her nose to her cheekbones "I'm looking for a sword" Blake told her placing her tea on a table. "Ah ye came for a right place. Now what type o' sword yer lookin'g fur" she walked towards to Blake whipping her head with a dirty white towel.

"Do you have any katana?" She thought for a second spacing out "ah think ah have some, come wi' me" the Blacksmith leaded her to a large crate. It's brown color faded by how many years she have it. And black handprint on it's. "Let's see 'ere" she open it revealing thousand of swords laying there. Some in different shapes others different color, you can see she loves making swords. "So what wur ye from?" The girl question wanting to make a conversation. "I was born Far away from here" Blake doesn't want to give her any information so she said something simple. "Ahh, a'm from Scotland as ye can see by mah accent"

"How long you been a blacksmith?" Blake question leaning on a table. The Scottish girl pulled out a sword showing it to her. Blake shook her head no then she put the sword away. "About...five years ah been a blacksmith" finally She pulled out a katana. It was gray and has wavy lines on the side "sorry Ah only have one katana" she handed to her with a small smile. Blake took it and started to swing it around, carefully not hitting the Blacksmith and her stuff. It was a little heavy but not too much as the sword Adam give her.

"This can do...how much is it?" Blake question giving the katana back to her. The blacksmith looked at it experimenting it. "Five cotter pieces copper and two silvers" the blacksmith said handling back the katana. Blake never heard someone wants copper and silver coins before. It always dollars never coin, this blacksmith is old style Blake though giving her the money. "Thank you. Come back again" Blake left the store with her new katana and her tea. Now she needs to head somewhere else before going to sleep.

Blake headed into a small store it names it to Cache it's in French. Blake open the door only to be hit with a strong smell of Lavender. The person behind the counter looked up and smiled at her "Bonjour Mademoiselle!" The man greeted in a French accent, he said 'Hello Miss' "Bonjour concevez-vous des Marques?" Blake reply back walking towards to the counter. The man looked at her shock not expecting her to reply in French. "Oui Madame"

Blake reaches in her bag and pulled out her mask placing it on the counter. The French man gasp seeing the mask "puis-je?" He question looking down at it then looking up at her. Blake give him a nodded allowing him to grab it. "Stunning" he moved the mask around seeing the lines and the details on it. "This mask have been made with incredible details and skills" he place it down now giving his attention to the Faunus girl. "Can you put something on it?"

"Hmm..it's possible but what do you want me to put? Cat ears?" The man pointed at Blake ears that twitch. "No" she pulled out the horns from her bag and place it on the table. "Dragon horns.. why?" Blake give him a glare "it's my business what I do with my mask" Blake said in a cold tone. The man nodded his head taking the mask and the horns. "Oui m'dame, I will give it to you in two days" Blake nodded reaching in her bag "what do I own you?" She question ready to pull out her money. "No it's alright. Everything for L'œil Masqué"




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