[Jacob]

*Setting: He sat in a small café, a cup of coffee infront of him. He was dressed in his typical black uniform and was seated next to the window. The seat he sat on was red and leather, the table was grubby and the staff seemed highly un-hygenic. Even the Droids were beginning to rust. He sighed and stirred the drink with his index finger, cursing Adele and the other Council members. He turned his head to the goings on outside, cars busied by on the road and through the air and passers by hurried quickly to their destinations. He chuckled to himself, thinking of how it would all be different in a couple of years time. The Satellites would be up and running, the B-Orkhids would be fighting wars and winning, slaughtering any opposition. The Orkhids would be running Oddworld and they were all oblivious. Then the thought subsided, slowly drifting into "what ifs". What if Adele took his place for good? What if the Council decided he was too much of a liability and might attempt to go to the press? What if Adele tried to have him killed? So many possibilities for things to go wrong, so many reasons for him to be worried. He took his finger from the beverage and grasped the handle, he rose it to his lips and took a sip. The aroma drifting into his nostrils. He praised the Vykkers food and drinks division on their coffee, it was one of the best. He savoured the taste somemore before swallowing it. It ran down his throat slowly, then his mobile rang. He snarled, placed his drink down and allowed the sensation of pleasure to disappear. Reaching into his jacket he grabbed the small, silver phone and flicked the cover off which automaticly answered it. He placed it to his ear and sat back, awaiting for the person who was calling him to speak.*

Adele: "Get to work, Iraxx. Stop sitting around on your ass..."

His snarled and cursed her in his head.

Iraxx: "I am working..."

A chuckle came from the other end of the phone.

Adele: "Sat in the 'Coffee Dormitory' is not working..."

He immediatly perked up. How did she know where he was? He looked around cautiously, looking out of the window to see if he could see her and then around the coffee house itself. She wasn't there and nor was anyone who could be relaying the infomation back to her.

Iraxx: "How do yo..."

Adele: "Just get your job done, Iraxx. Your wasting our money. There's a black hover car across the road from the Coffe House, get in it and go to where the Scout camp was...I'll be expecting to hear that you arrived in under 2 hours. Be sharp."

She hung up, leaving Iraxx to ponder his next move. What if there was a bomb in the car? What if she's tailing him? What if she's using Magick...? So many more possibilities suddenly made themselves aware to him...