Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20181021114908/@comment-24736819-20181021183821

Mr. Black stared blankly at the frenchman for a couple of seconds before he finally sighed and said, "If you really must know... we develop weapons."

Gérard frowned.

"It is the truth.", the short, well dressed man added, "I'm sure you are wondering why a weapons development organization needs to buy weapons... and the answer is quite simple, actually."

"Which is...?", the frenchman said.

"We don't need to.", Black smirked, placing his empty glass over the table, "What we really wanted was your expertise."

Suddenly, the sharply dressed Mr. Black grabbed what could only be a dossier and placed it over the table. Gérard's frown was a constant feature stamped across his face by now. The frenchman eyed Cinder for a couple of seconds before finally collecting the dossier and opening it.

"As you can see, Mr. Gérard, we are well aware of who you are and your very useful skills are something that we wished to count with.", Mr. Black commented as Gerry's eyes widened in surprise every single time he flipped a page of the brief over, "We are proud to admit that such knowledge is not easily collected, but for us it was a walk in the park."

Gérard took a deep breath and closed the binder, "You knew all of that and still invited me here? I gotta say, vous avez des couilles."

The short man simply shrugged and smiled.

"What is it exactly that you wish for me to do?", the frenchman crossed his arms.

"It's a rather simple job for someone with your skillset. We need you to sneak into the Long Branch Arsenal and retrieve a blueprint.", the strange man answered.