Wandering paths, Teda's Alchemy Workshop.
Aimou sat on a strangely designed lounge chair, surrounded by several mechanical arms, with various pipes crisscrossing around, and different tools hanging on the wall behind, easily within reach.
"Are they going to be stationed here permanently?"
Aimou pulled down the overhead mirror so it could perfectly reflect her body, then she laid back, rolling up her shirt to near her armpits, where there was a socket, and connected the lines lying beside into the socket. A bluish glow swept across Aimou's body.
"Pretty much, it's a deal. They need a foothold, and I need Bologue's Alchemy Matrix."
Teda walked by, frowning as he looked at the documents in his hand, holding a cup of coffee in the other hand, he sat on a chair beside.
"Is this okay?"
Aimou's voice lowered.
