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She instantly lifted her head from her desk hearing a knocking sound from the office next door....she rubs her eyes, wondering what day it is....she mutters..."Time to goo...." dissapearing lazily and appearing in her home...

Skrat stared blankely at Silver for a few moments, then slammed his headback down on the desk. The little slip of paper marked to Silver fell out of the bottoms of his left pant leg and slid about 2 feet toward her on the floor.
Skrat's squirrel ears perked out from under his hair and listened closetly to the sound of the paper sliding across the ground. His eyes darted to the note. "Er-herm!" he coughed, and quickly swept the note under his desk with his tail. He then slammed his arms onto his desk and forcefully got up. He walked swiftly to the office door, pushing Silver along with him with his tail. He slammed the door open, and entered the original gathering room, noticing that everyone was gone.
He blinked, a bit bemused. "Whered everyone go...?" He trailed off, lost in thought.

Silver hardly had any time to pick up the little piece of paper before she was pushed out of the room. After the door was shut, she screamed, "Whee! 8D"

Undakai smiled lightly, looking over his room at all of the minions he had gathered. "So, tactically speaking, we outnumber, out power, and out equip both groups opposing us. They are divided and not helping each other, one openly attacking us and one sitting back waiting to see what will happen and expecting to pick up the scraps afterwards. My minions have infiltrated both organizations, some claiming to have outright deserted me, and others declaring they have no allegiance. We have determined that the leader of the currently out-lashing organization controls vermin. We also know that he is fatally emotional. We know that the leader of the 'Orgy', as they call it, is somewhat powerful when transformed into her 'Mansex'," He gives a pause, letting the snickering die down, "Form, but, however, is fatally unemotional...or, at least, she tries to be, but we have seen some emotions betray that already. We also have the Merc, who's loyalty is based off of funding. I'd watch him closely and tell him nothing. Information is our enemies deadliest asset, and if they are smart, they will spare no expense in obtaining as much of it as possible. If information is to be passed among those not seated here to day, it will be in half truths and deceptive language.

"Now, I'd like to hear all the information that you all have on the two organizations and their members."

Slim raises a speculative eyebrow at the stack of information, plucking a sheet of paper from the folder and scanning over it.

"How'd you acquire these, Whispy?..."

Undakai looked at the stack of information, a little bit surprised, and then filed it away in a desk drawer. He smiled, the merc appearing just behind him. "Oh? It must have slipped my mind that you had left. I assure you, my little Tsuji, if there was something I didn't want you to hear, you wouldn't hear it." He leaned forward in his chair, intertwining his fingers. "Now I wonder, is there any other reason for your return here, Tsuji, or did you just hear your name and think of it as a beckon?"

Tsuji smiled slightly at the 'little' comment, soon it turned it big lopsided grin as he stepped forward, "No, was just curious to hear what you were saying about me... Besides," he paused briefly, shoving the pan over Kai's shoulder and in front of his face, "I brought meatloaf! Actually, I was hoping to share it with Xanatos, but he doesn't seem to be around..."

-Tsuji

From the air ducts of UndaCorp, the sound coming from somewhere near the room where the meeting was being held, was the slightest, but speedily repetitive 'tnk tnk tnk tnk' of squirrel paws hitting sheet metal.

Skrat's pet ran as fast as she could through the air ducts, twisting and turning at the proper corners. Soon she found herself at a dead end, which was actually only the beginning. She began to disinigrate and a pile of ashes were left on the bottom of the duct where he last stood.
She reappeared on the inside of the front door of where all three groups once met, and scampered as fast as she could toward her master. She jumped onto her masters chest, using her tail as a springboard, and climbed her way up onto her master's shoulder, her eyes full of worry.

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Skrat looked at his pet with wild eyes, his squirrel ears perked high at the top of his head. He had forgotten his hat fell off back in his office, when his ears first perked up. "What's wrong?" He asked his pet. The squirrel squeaked some things into her master's ear. Skrat's eyes became ridiculously wide.
He turned to Silver standing beside him. "One of their recruits collected a file on me. According to her," he nodded his head toward the squirrel on his shoulder, "the file contains A LOT of information. Though, no one opened the folder, so it could all just be a fraud. But, we need to act, and we need to act now."
He raised a hand out, and curled his fingers ever-so-slightly. From his throat emitted an extremely high-pitched squeak that lasted for approximitely 3 seconds. His tail curled and waved in the air behind him, almost mezmerizing to anyone that was watching it.
A half a minute passed, and from the outside of the front door squirrels could be seen. The door opened silently by itself and, one by one, squirrels began to enter the building. When all had entered, there were about thirty standing in front of him. His mind let out a loud 'SNAP', and in the minds of all his recruits could be heard these words, in his voice: "Meeting, Gathering room, NOW."