{heavily encoded, only readable by Grell and Fujimaru, the day after their second meeting}

Things are set in place. We have her location.

We move in tonight.

Falcon. I'll notify you when we have her so you can take her home.

Madam Red. Please watch all communication and keep a tight screen.

A thought:

Why do you do the things you do? What is the purpose?

...Well.

It seems it is a time of watching, waiting, observing.

I wait for the next move to be played.

Another event, so soon...GeneCo continues to surprise me with their arrogance.

Well, perhaps I'll attend, perhaps I won't. After all, it's not everyday one can attend such a display of culture.

I accuse a number of you of short memories and lack of imagination ( Read more... )

This is merely to let my supporters and detractors both know that I am alive and free.

The groomed and beautiful are to be put on display. GeneCo will show off what it is capable of.

Then it is only fitting that I should attend as well. After all, I too was intended to show what GeneCo can do.

The city has not changed. The same dynamic is in play. Predators and prey locked together in a way that destroys both. A kind of multiple Ouroboros that eats itself at both ends. And the biggest mouth is that of GeneCo ( Read more... )