(( Yes, I stole the title from a book. xD Call 9-1-1, da~? Decided to start a new topic, I've been feeling a bit left out of the others. So, here we go~! ))
Vexos walked slowly down the corridor towards The Circus Master's working office. It gave him the all to familiar memories of grade school, heading to the Principal's office. Again. For getting three strikes. Again. He snickered slightly as he approached the door.
'I was a horrid little tike. . .'
"Milad--" He hushed as she held up a hand for silence, a phone in her hand.
"Да. . . Да. . . Понимаю. . ."
Vexos rocked slowly back on his feet, Milady Master was speaking in all Russian. . . This was probably of importance. . .
Making the Brit curious. . .
"Мы увидим, что я могу сделать. Спасибо, Лоша."
She hung up the phone, tapping a pen lightly against her cheek. "Da, Vexos. What is it?" she said distractedly.
Suddenly, it didn't seem important to him. He didn't even remember whay. . . .
"Milady? What was that about?"
"It seems. . . We have a whistle-blower on our side. . ."
"Excuse me?"
She smiled faintly. "That was. . . An old friend of The Commander and I. Apparently, Russia's beloved government is preparing a strike against us~."
Vexos winced. "This is good news because?"
"Because, we will be a step ahead of them. . . I believe I will send in a few. . Operatives. . ."
Vexos walked slowly down the corridor towards The Circus Master's working office. It gave him the all to familiar memories of grade school, heading to the Principal's office. Again. For getting three strikes. Again. He snickered slightly as he approached the door.
'I was a horrid little tike. . .'
"Milad--" He hushed as she held up a hand for silence, a phone in her hand.
"Да. . . Да. . . Понимаю. . ."
Vexos rocked slowly back on his feet, Milady Master was speaking in all Russian. . . This was probably of importance. . .
Making the Brit curious. . .
"Мы увидим, что я могу сделать. Спасибо, Лоша."
She hung up the phone, tapping a pen lightly against her cheek. "Da, Vexos. What is it?" she said distractedly.
Suddenly, it didn't seem important to him. He didn't even remember whay. . . .
"Milady? What was that about?"
"It seems. . . We have a whistle-blower on our side. . ."
"Excuse me?"
She smiled faintly. "That was. . . An old friend of The Commander and I. Apparently, Russia's beloved government is preparing a strike against us~."
Vexos winced. "This is good news because?"
"Because, we will be a step ahead of them. . . I believe I will send in a few. . Operatives. . ."