[Given him a moment. Waver's face is blanked out as Iskandar leaves because he's just realizing he had a face full of nearly naked Greek God and to all that is holy, that is a hell of a view.

(You never know with Nasuverse about that one drop of divinity in his being. Those magic circuits must have come from somewhere, right?)

Then his hair settles down, though frizzed and floofed like a cat's, and Waver stares at, then hands the notepad to Satya while he goes to brew... something. Probably death coffee. Or grandma's tea.]

Amaterasu's shinki left a summons for Iskandar to come in for questioning today during the training session. He didn't react well... because fuck the tone of this can potentially read more like calling in a naughty school boy to the principal's office, even though it's more formally and cordially put than that. So bloody bedamned divine wrath ensued and he accidentally destroyed the letter. That's what we were yelling about.

I recovered it, but I'm not too sure it's completely accurate even though Iskandar says that it is. Doing these kind of spells on the fly feels chancy to me.

[Waver groans because for fucks sake he still has out his feathered fan and that disappears in a burst of mana. Speak now what you want him to make, Satya, because he's going for the cupboards.]

I don't want to assume what those tossers want just yet. All I know is that they actually want all of us and not just Iskandar.

Guess the first question to ask is did anyone get a letter other than us?