A lot of things occured, and a lot of things were said. All in all, there wasn't too much of interest within this meeting for Nico outside the mission that had been explained to all in attendance, and the fact that the Marine with the stick up his ass wouldn't let him out of his cuffs. In all actuality, Nico couldn't exactly be upset with his decision to do so - it made perfect sense. They weren't sure how he'd react to having his cuffs removed, and when you're an authoritarian body you tend to think the worst of the people you imprison - even if you supposedly have a deal with them. With a pout, Nico slumped back in his chair a bit and mulled over the "invasion" bit of the conversation for a while longer. It had been over three years since he last found himself in a combat situation, and by extension this was also about the last time he'd ever used his devil fruit abilities. Needless to say, it was obvious he'd have more than a little rust on his skills and abilities.

While Nico mulled this over, he paid brief attention to the paper that seemed to be making its rounds amongst those in attendance. Once the paper reached his vicinity he found himself surprised at the lack of volunteers, however, he was a bit more surprised at the fact that his name appeared to have already been added to the list without him actually jotting it down. It seemed he had little choice in the matter now.

With the list now completing its journey around the room, the meeting had now been adjourned. Nico felt a tug underneath his arm as the marines from earlier had returned to escort him back to where he'd be spending his time until the invasion began. With a slight sigh, Nico stood himself up and followed their lead. Hopefully he'd have an adequate amount of time to get himself back into fighting shape.

-Exit