"How many are there?"
"Nine."
"Five?"
"No, nine!" Loqi hissed in reply, moving his hand away from the earpiece he had in. Sometimes, he swore that man was deaf. He always had to repeat himself.
"And at the northern gate?" Cor asked, awaiting for the other's reply.
Loqi looked in that direction to see that only two Magitek were guarding the gate. After double checking, he turned on his earpiece again.
"There's only two. Perhaps that would be the best place to start." Loqi sighed, glancing around his surroundings. He was scouting out an imperial base for none other than Cor the Immortal. His old rival. How he even managed to get himself in this situation; he didn't remember. He just knew that one day he broke his allegiance to the Empire and started working for Lucis. It's been about 4 years since he started spying, and he was just starting to get the hang of it.
"Perhaps you're right. Next, I need you to check out the armory. Tell me exactly what we're up against here."
Loqi stood up from his spot, dusting the dirt off of his clothes with a groan. He always hated this part. Moving his hand up again, he turned on the earpiece.
"Got it."
Having walked inside the base, he turned the mic on once more.
"The power here is low like everywhere else, so there won't be much machinery to deal with." Loqi commented, making his way to the armory. He saluted a few passing soldiers and continued down the long, dimly lit hallway.
Ever since the crowned Prince had disappeared, all of Eos was shrouded in a never ending darkness. Light was hard to come by these days, and the main sources of energy came from either imperial bases, or the town of Lestallum. Of course, the bases were closed to the public no matter how much people begged for entry.
Loqi had watched so many innocent people be ripped to shreds from daemon attacks right outside of the bases, and each death he witnessed slowly ate him up inside. He's seen so much death in the past years, yet it wasn't getting any easier for him. That was the main contributing factor as to why he joined up with Cor.
He eventually arrived at the armory, punching in the pin number on the lock to open the door. He glanced around once more before he walked in, closing and locking the door behind him. Knives, swords, guns, explosives... You name it, and it was there. Though, most of these weapons were especially crafted for MT soldiers to use, and since most of those soldiers went rogue, a majority of these weapons were useless now. He took a mental note of all the usable weapons he saw, clicking his mic on before he spoke in a hushed voice.
"I'm in the armory now. Most of these weapons are obsolete, thankfully. The rest is just the usual you see at any other base. It shouldn't be much of a hassle to take it over..."
"Good. I don't wish to spare more men than I have to..." The voice replied. Loqi didn't say anything else, taking one last look around the armory before he turned to walk out, speaking into the mic as he opened the door.
"I suggest the best time for a raid would be at 2PM. That's the changing of shifts, so it would catch them all off guard." Loqi mumbled, stepping out of the armory only to bump into someone, looking up to see who it was. It was the leader of the base.
"Gnh-!" Loqi made a choked noise of surprise.
The taller man looked down at Loqi since he was much shorter, an eyebrow raising in suspicion. He had heard part of what Loqi had said before.
"What will catch who off guard?" He asked as he crossed his arms over his chest. The Niffs were on high alert ever since the darkness started since they had been taking in volunteers. Needless to say, a good lot of traitors had been terminated like it was nothing, some of them having been loyal to the empire for years.
Loqi just looked up at his commander in dumb silence, trying to think of the words to say, of a story to make up. He couldn't think of anything, simply remaining silent as he stared at the other blankly. His heart was hammering in his chest. Was his cover blown? No, but it would be if he didn't think of something!
"Uhh...-"