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Not surprisingly, Kitt found that Olive not speaking or answering him when he asked what was going on. If anything, it probably wasn't any of his business anyway. Nevertheless, Kitt took himself a seat, moving his bag and sword over to his side, just awaiting for Levanna's little chat with the young man to end. It wasn't too long, but finally he watched Levanna walking out with a tray of biscuits and tea. That's when she started to apologize to the group of Watchdogs... “I do apologize. In fact, I’m afraid I owe you a three-fold apology. The first is for the interruption. Aiden is a marvelous priest, and he really cares about those who worship with him, but he can get ahead of himself sometimes. The second, though I may have apologized for this already, is being late with the tea. I don’t have anything exotic to offer, either, just some herbs found here on Galatea, but maybe that’s exactly what you were looking for all along." Sort of small minute reasons to apologize. The man simply is just a priest who loves his job, don't get to see many of that. Kitt thought, nodding at Levanna speaking. As for the tea, that really shouldn't matter all too much. She shouldn't need to apologize so hard for things she can't control. “The last apology I have to make is concerning the faulty scheduling.” Kitt noticed her turning her fully attention to him when she began speaking. “I’m afraid the temple to Taros is currently occupied with another matter, and the offering ceremony must be postponed. It truly is a tragedy, and on such short notice too! What else can I do but apologize?” The young man began to stare intently at Levanna, bringing his hands together to clasp them as he stared at the woman. While she went on about possibly giving a directed tour towards the temples or even answer questions about the quaint little island, Kitt couldn't help but feel something was off about what she spoke. However, he decided to test this little feeling out... "Hmm? Oh well if it's something that is in a bit of a high importance than the offering ceremony, then perhaps I can assist." "Higher importance..." Levanna tapped her fingers on her desk. "I mean, of course, you are a Watchdog of Taros, I understand your concern. And as I said, of course I can arrange an escort to guide you to the temples. But what is actually happening inside is, ah, a private matter, and perhaps it would be best if it were not disturbed. There really is no need to worry." The feeling strengthened. If Kitt had to guess, this definitely was some sort of sign to him by Taros. Plus, it was obvious about another thing: Levanna was simply scrambling for cover with her explanation. Something indeed was up...and the Watchdog of Taros, was planning to figure this out. He simply smiled and continued further in his...interrogation? "I see...well pardon my concern, I just wish for everything to be in order for the Great Forge Maker's offering ceremony, so I would love to inquire as what else could be so important than that. If you could enlighten me, that would be greatly appreciated."

Dish, dish, dish! Olivander focused completely on his task at hand, accidentally tuning out the other dogs in the room. With his ear pressed to the oak door, he could hear Levanna squabbling with Aiden. Apparently there was quite a mess happening at the temple of Medeis. It was important enough that Levanna was dragged away from her duties with the watchdogs. And apparently, things were getting violent too. Olivander frowned. He was starting to think that the reason the watchdogs were there, was to deal with the mess at Medeis' temple. He could be wrong, but judging by Levanna's hesitation, they were about to be dragged into a scuffle with a rowdy bunch. Olivander would keep that note to himself for now, because Aiden had left and Levanna was simply pacing behind the door. When the pacing stopped, Olivander moved quickly away from the door as not to be slammed by it, and quickly took a casual position against the wall opposite Kitt. He excitedly observed Levanna as she entered the room again. “I do apologize,” Levanna said. “In fact, I’m afraid I owe you a three-fold apology." "She feels guilty? Well that's a telling sign," he thought right away. "The first is for the interruption. Aiden is a marvelous priest, and he really cares about those who worship with him, but he can get ahead of himself sometimes," Levanna explained. "No kidding. He obviously has no respect for you, judging by the way he barged into your office without warning or greeting. Is it because he's a priest, that he's an ass? Or are they not mutually exclusive?" Olivander wondered. "The second, though I may have apologized for this already, is being late with the tea. I don’t have anything exotic to offer, either, just some herbs found here on Galatea, but maybe that’s exactly what you were looking for all along," she went on. "Oh, right. Tea. I hope it's sweet," Olivander admitted to himself. “The last apology I have to make is concerning the faulty scheduling," Levanna continued. She directed her attention to Kitt. “I’m afraid the temple to Taros is currently occupied with another matter, and the offering ceremony must be postponed. It truly is a tragedy, and on such short notice too! What else can I do but apologize?” "...liar. Should I bust her? Or, should I assume that, because she's lying, its something she doesn't want dogs involved in?" Olivander mused. He silently chose the second option and listened to Levanna as she handed him a teacup. “Well, it wouldn’t be much, but I suppose I could try to answer any questions you might have about our humble island? If this is your first time here you must have many, I assume? Or perhaps you would like to visit the temples yourselves? I’m sure I could arrange for an escort if you so desire," she offered. "...hmm. I may have an opportunity to do both. Exploring the island will definitely give me a chance to find some loot." Olivander took a loud slurp of his tea. It was sweet. He smiled softly. "Actually, Levanna, I was hoping to take a look around Galatea. I don't have the chance to travel so visiting a new place is exciting. Is there some place you recommend?"

"All mercenaries. Mr. Hale has ordered for you to disperse the protest happening outside the building. Lethal force is authorised. After you're finished, please report to Mr. Hale's office for your next assignment." Sofia had just lit a cigarette when she heard the announcement. She looked over at the crowd of hippies protesting by the gate and let out a sigh. "Dummkopfs... Of all days..." She put the cigarette out and put it into her pocket for later before getting her toolbox out. She had just gotten her drone out before Claude had jumped in and started blowing up the crowd. She sighed again and programmed her drone to "persuade" the crowd to leave as she started building up a dispenser. "Fool's gonna need ammo if he wants to blow them all up..." She mumbled to herself. The drone readied its guns and floated over to the crowd before firing at them. No lethal shots of course, Sofia might have been a mercenary but she didn't feel the need to kill civilians. No... If anything she wasn't needed to kill, not with a crazed American with rockets on the brain blowing everybody up. She was just thankful he wasn't crazy enough to blow his own team up.

Those two seemed ready to fight among themselves for a moment, at least, that's what he was hoping they would do. A long, drawn out battle between Sergei and himself wasn't something he was excited about, and he wasn't sure that he would be able to take him down either... So it wasn't a perfect situation to be in for him or Austin. He took a deep breath as he suddenly clenched his fists, pulling his arms backwards to tug all the books right back to him. They began to orbit around his torso steadily, keeping a consistent distance apart from each other as he prepared for the next attack... And his stance loosened up a bit. His previously wide stance narrowed out, his feet moving much closer together as he prepared for whatever the duo had planned... But what he got wasn't what he expected. Austin spoke, and it was him admitting that he was down and probably out of the fight. If that was true... Why bother announcing it out like that, especially considering it wouldn't do any good to lure him over if he kn-... Aaah. Cade's eyes flashed for a moment with understanding as he pondered the earlier demonstrations... He wasn't able to experience it himself, but it seemed to fit the bill of what that Akiko girl had described her Id as before... Cade didn't have time to ponder if he got the lie or the truth. He gave a quick nod to Austin as he retained that loose stance. Even if it was the lie, it went exactly as Austin said, Sergei had went off to offer a hand towards him... And with a steady, fluid motion of his arms, the books moved as if they were a wave towards Sergei's legs, smacking right into them to bring the Russian down to the ground. His swift, fluid arm movements became rigid without warning as he moved the books up into the air above Sergei. The books opened up suddenly as he jerked his hands down in the air, closing them into fists... And the books fell towards the fallen boy's wrists and ankles, determined to snap into place and hold him down. He didn't know what Sergei's reaction time was like... And he had to hope Austin would concede the fight there, if he didn't and instead attacked him, that would mean his focus would be broken enough for Sergei to get back up, but this was the best bet for now. If Austin conceded like that message implied he was going to do... Well, an early victory would be more than welcome in his eyes. His breathing was getting heavier, he practiced his Id plenty of times, but... Never under a stressful situation like this. It was new.