[ And so, we've reached the evening of September 9th. After the chaos and destruction of the past week, the weekend has presented a contrasting lull in activity following the scheduled execution of Cipher Nine. Where others seem to be preparing for a final no holds barred push, the militia in Old Town seems to be doing little more than standing ( Read more... )

[ Good morning, Mandalus. For those of you in Old Town, you got a rather nasty shock yesterday. For those of you not in Old Town, perhaps you should be brought up to speed. Starting yesterday morning, the outer buildings of Old Town were set aflame in unison, and throughout the day the fires worked their way gradually inward. Inevitably, the ( Read more... )

[ From the position of the video feed, it's apparent that the device is laying in the street, having been thrown there and turned on by some fateful accident. On that feed, you'll witness that of a body coming to land face first on the street, unmistakably dead. Not long after, someone else approaches from the side, only their feet visible. ( Read more... )

[ SO, people of Old Town, the past few days have been full of irritating dictators issuing threats, strange armies evicting you from your homes and snatching away your supplies, and people you thought you knew turning and joining the other side. Now that most of that is out of the way, what happens now ( Read more... )

[ Though he generally seems to prefer voice, this time he'll opt for video so that all of you in Old Town know exactly who is behind this. At first, his tone is a mixture of amused and thoughtful, and he starts off musing aloud. ]Interesting how fate has a way of following us. Perhaps we are simply bound to be cast into the same roles repeatedly ( Read more... )

[ How do you go about finding someone who doesn't want to be found? Baiting them is always a good start. ]

Hn. Caesar's Legionary... It occurs to me that I have yet to learn your name, unless that is still all you aspire to be. [ A short amused sound. ]

Ah. I seem to recall you having some interesting ideas, even back then. I'd be ( Read more... )

[ When the video feed starts, it shows that Weiss is sitting near the pond in the residential district. He doesn't act as though he plans on leaving soon, and when he finally addresses the camera, the ten year old's voice is even and measured. ]

Another experiment? Already?

[ Pauses expectantly, waiting to see if whoever it is he's addressing ( Read more... )

[ Aside from the occasional background noise, the voice feed is silent for a few moments. For most arrivals, there are an endless supply of concerns and questions that need to be addressed, but the man on the other end of the feed is surprisingly indifferent to them at the moment ( Read more... )