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Quintus remained in his tent, with a few subordinates who came and went carrying reports or missives to and from various units.
Claudius left his tent and went out to the camp itself.
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[i]Same actions as last time, but Rebecca follows Claudius as a difference.[/i]
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Claudius began to visit certain tents meeting with the men, or a single man from inside in each.
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[i]Rebecca made sure she couldn't be found, then she started speaking like a angelic deity to Claudius. She also made sure that nobody else could hear her.[/i] "Hello? Claudius?"
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He jumped in fright. "Who's there? Who are you?"
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"A friend. I'll talk in person when we get to a place where nobody could hear us talk, preferably a tent."
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The tribune was hesitant but went to an empty tent. "Well?"
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[i]Rebecca reappeared in the tent, her wings spread out. She puts away her glasses as she spoke.[/i] "So I heard... Certain rumours about you."
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He hand subconsciously dropped to his sword. "What rumors? What are they about?"
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"People have been talking behind you back about you trying to win over then men. That's certainly not good for your reputation, is it?"
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"What of it? Why do you care about my reputation?"
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"People do suspect that you're a coward. Trust me, you really need some help."
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"And what can you do for me?"
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[i]Rebecca takes a earpiece out of her pocket and hands it to him.[/i] "I'll be your eyes in the sky. Provide information about where the enemy is coming from and how strong they are."
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The tribune took it, and looked at it. "Well, thank you. But why?"
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"Hopefully people will look at you on a different perspective. I also will be helping everyone by helping you." [i]She steps out of the tent and lifts herself off.[/i]
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The tribune narrowed his eyes and shook his head, he figured he might as well use the resource since he had it available to him.
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[i]Meanwhile, Xavier was still spying on Quintus.[/i]
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The other tribune was eating a modest dinner now, the same bread, cheese, and roast chicken that the men ate, he was still thinking of something, as his attention seemed elsewhere.
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[i]Moar spying. He could try to look into his brain, but it would require a secure connection.[/i]
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[spoiler]lol, what? A mind reader?[/spoiler] He wasn't doing anything particularly interesting. He was eating, fiddling with a ring on his pointer finger on his right hand. It was silver with three emeralds set into it, it had a Celtic design.
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[spoiler]Some of his powers involve manipulating the brain, so why not?[/spoiler] [i]Xavier really needed to get him alone and away from the others. He looked around for the nearest volatile substance he could find.[/i]
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Not much to be had, they didn't keep dangerous substances near the living quarters of camp.
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[i]He looked for something that could make a lot of noise, instead.[/i]
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There were horses stabled nearby, they could serve as a good distraction.
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[i]Xavier crept along and opened the stables. Using the opportunity to strike from the shadows, he smacked each horse.[/i]
