Calling The Prince

[Shadow]

Shadow pulls out her phone in resignation and dials the number. She would rather have taken another beating from Oracle White then have to make this phone call.

[Asa]

The phone rang as Asa made his way out of Asylum, but he didn't want to chance someone eavesdropping. Once he was outside, he answered, as he headed to his car.

"Good evening, Oracle," he greeted the caller, with the hint of a question in his voice.

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[Shadow]

"Good evening Prince Clarke." Shadow's voice comes smoothly over the line, if a bit strained. "My apologies for disturbing you this evening. I have a new member of the Dragons I think you need to meet."

[Asa]

Asa paused, curious.

Another assassin, perhaps?

For some reason, the bizarre thought of finding out their staked prisoner was a Dragon whisked through his mind.

"Of course, Oracle," he replied. "I'll be there shortly."

[Shadow]

"I........Thank you Prince Clarke. I look forward to seeing you then." She waits for him to hang up before she closes her phone with a sigh of resignation.