Outlanders' Plan

"So, are you going to tell us what this "next move" of ours is?"

Leaning against one of the many bookshelves of the tucked away library, Sirius asked as he ran his fingers through his sable locks.

The question was pointed at the sage, which by the silence of every other Outlander in the room—it was the question everybody had in mind. 

"With the death of Lucas, and the absence of the two in Purgatory, we are left vulnerable. Even within the holds of the Hollow Foundation, there's no telling when the Argonauts will make their move once again."

Explaining this in a calm, methodical voice, the sage stood up, scanning her eyes across the room at each Outlander as she spoke. Even just hearing the name of their companion who had fallen brought a gloomy curtain over the room; both Sirius and Sora held regretful looks on their faces, clenching their fists. 

"...Just spit it out already."