[Video] Second summoning- knowledge is power
[Forward dated to... after Madara shenanigans.]
[Nathaniel's face flickers on the screen again. His background looks slightly familiar- as a matter of fact, he's currently in the building formerly known as the Pokehouse, formerly known as Whipstaff manor. In one of the studies, to be exact- and if you look, really pay attention to the sliver of floor that's showing on the screen, he's ripped the carpeting out. It sits piled in the corner, to be taken out later.
The young magician fiddles with his shirtcuffs for a moment, before looking up toward the screen.]
I would like to thank you all for your assistance in answering my last query. As well as offer my deepest sympathies in regards to recent events- I would have been honored to help rescue the hostages, but I was otherwise- [the ever so slightest narrowing of his eyes- it's gone in a second] -incapacitated.
But, I believe we should always be moving forward. And for this reason, I come to you, fellow citizens, with another request.
[Nathaniel folds his slender fingers together and makes perfect eye contact with the camera. In this lighting, it's painfully obvious to see him for what he is- a seventeen year old boy in a suit, strained, exhausted, but determined.]
I need to know everything about the Animus.
[After that ultimatum, he seems to relax a bit, and turns his gaze down to a few loose leaves of paper.]
There is some... information available, but not nearly enough for my purposes. I've come to understand that certain people have interacted with them, spoken at length with them- I need to know any information that such conversations might have yielded. [Another pause, and he purses his lips, still glancing over the papers.] In... particular, I have an interest in their names. Their true names. But any information would be adequate, for it probably exceeds the things I've managed to dig up about them.
[He looks like he's going to speak further- but then, Nathaniel pauses, glances away. That's enough for one day, he thinks. He should space out his diplomatic attempts.]
[Filtered to Jean Louis || Unhackable] [text]
I have finished your request several days early. Would you like to see my list at this time?
[Nathaniel's face flickers on the screen again. His background looks slightly familiar- as a matter of fact, he's currently in the building formerly known as the Pokehouse, formerly known as Whipstaff manor. In one of the studies, to be exact- and if you look, really pay attention to the sliver of floor that's showing on the screen, he's ripped the carpeting out. It sits piled in the corner, to be taken out later.
The young magician fiddles with his shirtcuffs for a moment, before looking up toward the screen.]
I would like to thank you all for your assistance in answering my last query. As well as offer my deepest sympathies in regards to recent events- I would have been honored to help rescue the hostages, but I was otherwise- [the ever so slightest narrowing of his eyes- it's gone in a second] -incapacitated.
But, I believe we should always be moving forward. And for this reason, I come to you, fellow citizens, with another request.
[Nathaniel folds his slender fingers together and makes perfect eye contact with the camera. In this lighting, it's painfully obvious to see him for what he is- a seventeen year old boy in a suit, strained, exhausted, but determined.]
I need to know everything about the Animus.
[After that ultimatum, he seems to relax a bit, and turns his gaze down to a few loose leaves of paper.]
There is some... information available, but not nearly enough for my purposes. I've come to understand that certain people have interacted with them, spoken at length with them- I need to know any information that such conversations might have yielded. [Another pause, and he purses his lips, still glancing over the papers.] In... particular, I have an interest in their names. Their true names. But any information would be adequate, for it probably exceeds the things I've managed to dig up about them.
[He looks like he's going to speak further- but then, Nathaniel pauses, glances away. That's enough for one day, he thinks. He should space out his diplomatic attempts.]
[Filtered to Jean Louis || Unhackable] [text]
I have finished your request several days early. Would you like to see my list at this time?