How dreadfully fascinating.

Brother, I require your assistance. And Mr. Zexion, I do believe I have something of great interest to discuss with you.

Perfect.

My labcoat. And shoes. Though why my brother's garments have appeared is beyond me. It is not as if he is here, or I had ever worn them.

[Private to Vexen, Viewable to the Superior // Unhackable]

Shall I prepare for the new specimen? Do you think the boy can manage?

Vexen...

He is proving rather like Father. But this is not home. I do not have Alfred here, and I cannot be expected to perform all these menial tasks by myself. I shall make do. His knowledge of the Heartless certainly isn't lacking, but I believe he is becoming senile.

Little wonder, he's even older than Doctor Wesker, I am sure. He looks it ( Read more... )

[The sound comes on before the picture, a staticy rustling. The blank screen blinks into a picture of Alexia, crouched in front of the camera. Her face is almost too close as she shifts and lines it up. But there is a moment when she pauses, satisfied, and her blue eyes shift to the camera lens once more. A faint curve pulls at just the edge of her ( Read more... )

These deer are most unusual, however I require better equipment. This is a...mockery of my talents. To work without electricity is one thing, but proper supplies? What is this, the Arklay facility?

( Private // Unhackable )