Quest for World Domination!!!

[Gifted]

I was shocked. "Is it Argon?" I demanded. Pedro Argon was the last of the Vaughn Street Glee Club, and I'd been using every last resource I had to find him.

[Diz]

"No, but he said that he was friends with him, and that he was part of the Vaughn Street Glee Club as well. He told me his name was Pierce. It could be an alias though."

[Gifted]

Oh you have got to be kidding me I thought. What an idiot. I tried to remember his usual alias. "Deshanko right? Argon was one of the origanal members, but Deshanko was definatly in it. Could you get him back here? He might have some information about Argon's location,"
There, seemed realistic enough.

[Diz]

"Okay, should I send him there by boat?" asked Diz

[Gifted]

"Doesn't matter. I just need him in custody,"
She wondered if she dared bring up a possible alliance, but decided now was not the time.

[Diz]

"M'kay. I'll send him back right now. I'd be ready for his arrival within......about 4 hours? Yup, okay. Goodbye." She hung up and quickly barked orders at the guards to prepare to escort Pierce back to Panem.

He was quickly hustled outside by the guards, put into the boat, and carried of, all the while being explained to that he was being taken back to Panem.

[Gifted]

Pierce pretended to protest for about five minutes, then just sat in the corner glaring glumly at Diz's men.

[FoxTrott]

"You really should call him, Raven," Fox said sincerely, "I'm sure he'd come. If not, he'd still be thinking of you... Probably. In some form or another."

The secretary glanced up at Fox, and rolled her eyes. This is why we hire diplomats...


The bus's engine whirred to life, and it began rolling through the jungle at a somewhat slow pace. Samuel leaned back against the seat, and closed his eyes, giving the appearance he had gone to sleep.

"The buses people like him," he began, motioning towards the bus driver, "drive are of all sorts. I swear I've seen a double-decker try to squeeze its way through here."

The bus driver adjusted the mirror, and looked at Samuel and his passenger. "The government doesn't regulate cross-country transportation," he said, gleefully inserting himself into the conversation, "That's just the way we like it. It, ah, stimulates the economy, or whatever the big wigs like to say."

[Gifted]

"Well that's odd," Heather frowned. "We didn't have very much cross country transport back in Panem, but it was all paid for and funded by the Princess Sarteena. And yet most of us still walk everywhere," she rolled her eyes and gave a half smile.

[FoxTrott]

"You try walking in these conditions," Samuel smirked. Just as he said that, rain began pouring violently on the windows. The bus driver groaned, and turned on the windshield wipers.

"Anyway, it'll be a while til we get there, so I'm going to take a nap..." Samuel slid his machete into its sheath, which was hanging from his shoulder like a backpack. He resumed his relaxed position, and put his hands behind his head, eyes closed.

[Gifted]

"Wow, I see what you mean," She looked surprised. "Rain doesn't come down that fast in Panem, it kinda comes on gradually," Whie Samuel took a nap she amused herself by watching the different and unframilliar landscape go by through the rain streaked windows.

[Raven]

"Well... The meeting is in four days," Raven said slowly. "I'll talk to him there... I was considering having Adam stay in Ravonia to keep things under control while I was gone, but now I'm thinking he should come as well..." She muttered something about male bonding and someone ending up dead, then continued with a laugh, "Anyway, I suppose this is one thing I won't have to announce to anyone in four days... Well, It's getting close to being three days and I should be going." She yawned, then murmured a goodbye and hung up.

[Rachel]

"What's it like?" the guard asked, attempting to make it seem like he was simply curious. That's what his superiors had told him to do. Find out as much as he could about the girl but make it seem like he was curious. It was, he realised, probably a little hard for her to trust him like he wanted her to if he was in as dark of a mood as he had been before.

[Gifted]

"Nice," she said. "Look, I really have some stuff I need to get done, I have to go..."
((I would laugh SO hard if one of this guys 'superiors' was Pedro Argon. XD ))

[FoxTrott]

"G'bye Raven," Fox said. She stayed on the phone for a few moments after Miss Raven had hung up. Her secretary grabbed the phone out of her hand, and put it gently back on the receiver. "I wish it was how it was before. Back before we all went our separate ways. And when Raven was in love with Crow." Fox heaved a sigh, and wandered back into the conference room, closing the double doors behind her.

The secretary watched her go, listening to the small sobs that came from behind the doors.


As the bus rolled on, the rain didn't show any sign of relenting. The jungle had thinned out by now; they were driving along a wide, dirt road, farmland on either side. A few passengers had came on, getting off a few stops after they sat down.

An old man had been on the bus since he arrived, barely half an hour after Samuel and Heather had. The fancy suit he wore was the only thing keeping onlookers from supposing he was from the jungle, judging by his tall stature and slightly dark skin. He was firmly grasping a cell phone in one hand, a briefcase in the other.

"No," he insisted, "I don't care what the lobbyists pay us, we're not going to vote to tear it down! How many times do I need to tell you, I'm not interested in the money, I'm interested in the people. Do you know how many things live there? It's like tearing down part of the city, but with less homeless pigeons."