Ibara looked up at Nalo, her expression souring more with every word and she stood up a moment later and shook her head with a growl.<span style="color: orange">"get the fuck out of my office i have too much to do to sit here and be insulted by the likes of you. did you know your shipment of fireworks was used to smuggle in over 50 pounds of drug infused mana crystals? that the people you put in charge of building the new orphanage mollested two of the children? that one of your whores slit a customer's throat because she was bribed? your organization is just as corrupt if not more so then my city and at least im trying to sort it out while you play 'holier then thou' and ignore whats going on right under your nose. now go submit your forms through the proper channels and dont you ever use Morah's authority to walk this building freely to your advantage again."</span>Morah looked between Nalo and Ibara before shaking her head.<span style="color: sandybrown">"is this all true?"</span><span style="color: darkorange">"why dont you go ask Susan that? shes the one helping the children as we speak. im looking over the report on the fireworks delivery right now and it looks like she helped and alliance spy get into the city but that may also have gotten under her arrogant nose, we dont know yet."</span><br/><br/>Britomart shook her head and closed her eyes.<span style="color: red">"and thats the last one that happened."</span>she returned the kiss and shook her head again.<span style="color: red">"no, i dont want to ask for more help, i want to earn this."</span>she nodded and squeezed him before she closed her eyes.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>