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[tergiversant]

[The video feed this morning has multiple purposes. Initially it was a simple test, to see if the illusion he'd cast broadcast to the network. It failed, instead, showing a young looking man sitting in the Observation Deck on the moon, face half obscured by his fan. But mostly, this is for information. His tone is arrogant and movements slow and measured.]

I wish to pose two queries to thee.

Firstly, I wish to know what of the enemy thou hast unearthed below. I hath read accounts of war and organization, accounts of those of less human appearance treated within the tenants of fear. Leaving aside such debates upon the validity and consequence of tampering with what hath passed in the mires of one's regret and defeat, tis a great number of conversations upon the future and past, but a dearth of those of the present. I assume such, that thine situation remains bleak, and that the project vile and untoward may have continued... But little of the new face of our enemy.

This world, which hath changed so wild and bitterly from the squalor and civilization it had boasted... do we still have a capable enemy who still strikes at our worlds afar? What sayeth the people below?

Tis true, to attack boldly is suicide. Tis true, spying without knowledge as a guard is suicide. However tis true, to jab wildly at the past at an enemy we dost not understand ... tis foolishness and absurdity. Tis possible we may not have a war that concerns us.

Corrections of this, these assumptions, art most welcome.

[He pauses, folding his fan to tap it at his chin.]

Secondly, tis thus: I desire to speak with one most practiced in the art or pedagogy of science. I hath researched soundly the foundational elements and request to employ an expert in 'chemistry' and 'genetics.'


(OOC NOTE: Rufus Barma is a ridiculous creature who speaks in deliberately archaic mannerisms! BUT, if OOCLY you'd like a plain English version, just mention it in the subject line!)

Comments

[individualist]

Fortunately, my hopes for the Initiative's proposed method of governing this world are simply that - hopes. It would be naive to assume solidarity exists within all mankind for their fellows, but for now I see no reason to imagine the worst case scenario. It's too early to worry about anything other than the group with the most power.

Still, I won't fault you for such thinking - I admire that nature of yours in fact, to be so driven and focused, getting by on your own power.

Might I have your name, sir?

[tergiversant]

[He considers titles, for a moment, and discards them. They mean less than nothing here, and if he had any eye, less to the man in front of him.]

Rufus Barma. Might I inquire upon the same line?

[individualist]

Rufus [A nod.] of course.

Louis Cyphre - a pleasure, I'm sure.

[tergiversant]

Indeed.

Prithee tell, for all of thine incentives, hath it found any organization? Any groups more thoughtful than those who mutiny and less bound than those who serve?

[individualist]

Not particularly. To be entirely honest, I haven't found many disinterested in helping so far - of course, I can only operate based on what I hear, considering I can't read minds or anything of that sort.

[HEH.]

[tergiversant]

Displacement being a strong motivator, I imagine.

[individualist]

My thoughts exactly. [Plus there're a lot of selfless hero types who already got tricked by villains in their world so they kinda got to them first.]

There isn't very much they need that can't be provided already.

[tergiversant]

And yet the effort tis scattered madly upon all directions.

[individualist]

If it's thrown in every direction, eventually it's guaranteed to hit something, is it not?

[That's a joke.

A very, very dry one but

it's there.]