The Hand of the Council

[Admiral Regis Hermitage]

In the aftermath of the attack yesterday, Assist. Dir. Hermitage arrived on Teffillin carrying a suitcase. He was a little worried. Dir. Mann wouldnt answer, neither would Admiral Sora, Admiral Fletcher, or Senator Decadea... He overlooked the files that Mann had given him on the newest Senate Candidate, Lustre, and had a few things that were raising some red flags.

He swiftly walked up the steps to the capital. passing a few government officials on the way up, and into the concourse. He saw Admiral Fletcher talking to one of his RAs and walked up to him. "Admiral! I have been trying to get a hold of you. Have you been informed on the situation with teragrouve?", He nods. "Yes General, I have. Unfortunate and very odd." Hermitage sighed. "Alright.. Thank you Admiral."

Hermitage walks on into the large room where the government usually had session. There were a few people hanging around in the room, but no one he needed. "Where is the council?", he silently says. He walks into another section and up to a clerk there. He hands her his ID which read,

"LTG, Regis Florian Hermitage. Assistant Director of the Zarethian Hand.

SCI Clearance- Lvl-7
Sub-Clearances- SOCOM-JSOC Cdr. , ZH-CIA lvl-9"

"I need to speak with a councilman about some information on a certain Senatorial Candidate."

[Beware Ye Who Enter Here]

"What is it you need, Director Hemitage?" Asked a councilman coming out of his office's door for a cup of Careff Coffee.

[Admiral Regis Hermitage]

"Sir, there's something that the council may want to see... its about that one senatorial candidate."

[Beware Ye Who Enter Here]

"Oh, really?" He asked, his interest piqued as he poured himself some coffee. "It must be something fairly important, yes?" He asked, sipping the cup then putting it down with a look of disgust. "Needs more sugar." he muttered as he tapped a number into the datapad on his wrist. He then tipped a bit of sugar into the coffee and sipped it. "Ah. Much better." He said contentedly.

The other 11 council members opened their doors one by one and came to see what the signal to get out there was and what was so important as to interrupt their tea.

[Admiral Regis Hermitage]

He looked around at the council members. "yes, um... of course" he opened his briefcase and pulled out a packet of papers regarding Lustre. Finance records, history and background, and most of all, One about Ezra.

"Esteemed Council... I have reports that were sent to me by my agents that Lustre's campaign financer was once the leader of the elite guard. That terrorist cell that made the BG" he goes on to explain the brief history about it.

[Beware Ye Who Enter Here]

"Oh dear... That is unseemly." One muttered. Other murmured agreements to that. "Do you think that we should allow these to be shown to the public?" He asked the others. Again, some nodded or murmured to the positive of this opinion. "It is legal if it is for public security... and do we really want someone with ties like that in our system?" He asked aloud, thinking.

[Admiral Regis Hermitage]

"Even more weird is that, until last year, Lustre wasnt even on our radar until he met this Ezra guy. Lustre hasnt served in any government positions, military service, or even held a job since the age 24.", he goes trough some more of the packet. "I also did a little bit of digging myself, and Senator Decadea was kind enough to provide me with INTERPOL records on the EG and BG. Apparently Ezra is on an old INTERPOL Watchlist."

[Beware Ye Who Enter Here]

"Ouch. This Lustre looks even more suspicious than he would if he didn't suddenly pop up his message on all the damn stations..." Another Councilor said, annoyed a bit. "What was Ezra on the watchlist for? Slander? Murder? Poaching pet poodles? What?"

[Admiral Regis Hermitage]

"Suspected Terrorism, sirs.", he shows them a wanted advisory. "Council members, i highly suggest that we bring Lustre in and ask him a few questions... I want this carried out by the Hand, if you will allow it."

[Beware Ye Who Enter Here]

"Ah, yes." The same nodded. "I think that may be in order. Just try to go easy on him. No torture or maiming please."

[Admiral Regis Hermitage]

Hermitage gritted his teeth for a brief second before nodding. "It will be done"