Emmanuelle flinched in surprise at the – to him – entirely unwarranted epithet that left Fuyukis mouth. The Telepath wasn't spared the sudden surge of mental questions that never left the mans' lips, concentrating on the question of what he did that was so offensive. The mere thought that she picked apart his brain unwillingly didn't even cross his mind.<br/><br/>While his mind said: “<i>Why, aren't -you- a charmer?</i>” sardonically, he physically shrugged and instead aimed his attention to the iPhone on his table.<br/><br/>Fuyuki was forced to overhear the short-lived conversation he had with the communications officer on the other despite the fact that he had closed the door to his office.<br/><br/>Both Empowered heard the faint sound of an engine starting in the distance – only a few minutes later, a Chrysler TJ Wrangler – naturally black – rounded the curve that sneaked behind some large sentinels. As the jeep approached, Fuyuki in particular was forcefully introduced to two people, simply because Kio instinctively reminded herself who was who.<br/><br/>The first man introduced was Derek Jules, and from the brief flare of identification that Fuyuki got off the other woman's mind, he was connected to some military operation of some sort.<br/>The other was of more interest, however: Kio had only greeted him in passing while she stayed at the “Castle” but knew him as Abe Machintosh. The name was the only information that Kio had on him.<br/>Black as well, he had a receding hair line of white hair, complementing his white-haired goatee; he looked like  he was somewhere around the mid-fifties. He was clad in a simple white shirt curving slightly across the pot belly of his, black trousers and pointed black shoes. A pair of glasses perched on his wide nose and framed what seemed to be a perpetually judgemental stare.<br/><br/>What made him curious to Fuyuki in particular was that in between the worried inner dialogue that Derek Jules had concerning the rumours of his teenage sisters' involvement in drugs at a party and the reluctant concerns that Fuyuki would piss Abe off-.. she couldn't hear the thoughts of Abe himself. Odd.<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DimGray"><b>Good morning, ladies...</b></span>” Abe said when the jeep came to a halt, unrolling his British accent..<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DimGray"><b>Abe Machintosh, Communications Officer at the H.Q. - please, if you'd just slip into the back-seat, we'll escort you up to the “Castle” and get you set up. We have something of a surprise in store for you..</b></span>” he added, a smug smile creased on his mature face.<br/><br/>Derek was already well under-way to open the two passenger doors. Fuyuki “heard” how the young chauffeur abandoned his concerns for a moment, musing on how he might have done as a limousine driver.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>