Westcott strolls around in the very damp office, humming in a deep calm tone, unnerving of fulfilling excitement. Almost like a child who is entertained about the news. As eyes rotate towards the collection of folders in the cabinets, he opens one of them, going through each file present. One particular folder peaks his interest. Opening folder as he reads the info contained within it, his smile widens. An unnerving sicken smile of complete curiousity and excitement.
He then puts down the folder onto his desk and walks out of his office in a respectful posture with hands on his pockets.
As we focus on the folder, a particular photograph shows an image of Sarah.
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In the busy compound within DEM's Main Branch in England, it is a busy PMC area filled with soldiers, both male and female, all from different races. All adults, especially children. Whether they are different or not, Westcott is a powerful man who persuades them to join his cause.
Many of his subordinates are seen training their skills, making conversations and going through some projects to make within the company. In which case, whatever it takes to capture a Spirit and study them, which proves beneficial as seen with their test chambers in stock, ready to be transported to other areas that are secretive, especially to Westcott.
Speaking of the Managing Director himself, footsteps echoed enough for all the subordinates to hear. All influenced in silence. A man filled the void and aura within the compound like a force of nature. A high authority, nonetheless, within Westcott had everyone know he is the dominant figure for the company itself, proving his superiority. For both male and female alike. For all races within his grasp. And casual smile, which felt unnerving to everyone, not showing any malice or hostility towards them, but a caring figure to them, which, as they say, respects him.
Westcott: Quite a night, isn't it, my friends?
He asked, standing in front of them, easing the atmosphere around them. He continues.
Westcott: It is a wonderful time to be at the stepping stone of what we've accomplished. But no matter to you, my friends. For failure, it comes at a price. And from that failure....leads to success. No matter how big, small, or a matter of fact....medium, mistakes always happen....at a cost.
He said with a casual smile, spoken like a father figure, which felt unnerving to those around them, but still respect him.
Westcott: And don't fret about our operations being exposed. We are continuing with what we are accomplishing for the good of humanity. Rest assured, you won't be troubled. Do your best, my friends.
He ended his causal speech.
DEM Soldier (Male): Master Westcott.
One of his soldiers came by, which Westcott caught attention. A few of them as the other two are both female.
Westcott: Ah. What is it you have in mind, my friends?
DEM Soldier (Male): It's about this copycat Warrior.
Westcott: Ah, yes. Ms Ashcroft informed of you and your team surveilling Japan secretly.
He said, smiling casually as usual. Another soldier responds.
DEM Soldier (Female): Yes. It's rather surprising that on our results through our scanner, our analysis indicates that Warrior and his sister share the same resemblance of their power.
Westcott: Yes. I was rather surprised and intrigued by this result. Rather, it would be interesting to see how beneficial their powers are. Perhaps I suggest keep them under surveillance while you're at it. And send a team travel to Japan. Not to mention, Ms Ashcroft will be joining into the fray.
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