Kingiku No Seiyaku Matsuri (//RP with invited parties)

The argument between Savannah and Kiri was intense and amusing. Wolfgang always loved when two women squabbled in the open. It was obvious that the Elder Sister was jealous of General Kiri, the past still struggling to be relevant against the new powers in the Sisterhood.

"Ahh, Aimi. You are even prettier than last time. The flight was short and easy." Wolfgang said and approached her. "Perhaps we can speak in private after all this is over?" he said more quietly and creepily.

A few seconds later Rin arrived to greet the Lane Hacker delegation.

"Thank you my dear. We can put this matter to rest. We are here to celebrate with you this important event." the Rheinlander said with a serious face. "I believe my colleague, Irma Bunt, would like to speak with the Gen'an Sisters. We have lots of things that we need to work together, as allies."

"If you will excuse me."

Then the Lane Hacker entered the main hall. He scanned the room, curious to see who answered the Gen'an call. Eventually he noticed the Maltese Legion delegation and started approaching them.

"Arturo Sforza?" the middle-aged man asked extending his hand for a shake.

"Lack of an answer is admission. Self-appointed generals are liability not only for those who end up depending on them but also for everyone involved. It costs lives. Of those who are supposed to be protected. Do you also admit lack of clear vision of your goals, or do you see yourself as the leader of a military cell of the Sisterhood who doesn't go beyond the scope of single missions?"

As for your question, I'm a member of the Council of Elders thus there is no single overseer. I'm mandated by the Sisterhood for my experience and contribution to the movement as a whole, as well as I'm standing at the foundations of the modern organization."

Savannah merely smiled at Kiri's words. "It seems you found an insult necessary. I'll let it slip. The world doesn't move on to our goals by itself. Tell me something then. Do you see yourself as something more than a woman who uses the bright name of Chrysanthemums as a cover for your desire of wealth and recognition?"

Without the usual concealment of his helmet and the added tensions of daily operation, Ryu seemed kind and unsuspecting as far as terrorists were concerned. As a trained reaction, he returned the bow and allowed a smile for the purpose of greeting the woman that had just introduced herself. "We're grateful for the invitation sister. As for refreshment I believe we're fine. Pardon me for asking, but do I hear arguing?" The smoothness in which he handled that small-talk might have come as a surprise to Saitou, but then again idle chatter wasn't the same as diplomatic entreaties in an informal environment. In stark contrast, his choice of protection in the event of aggression were concealed within his boots and reserved for use only if deemed absolutely necessary.