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[swordofthenorth]

The fog rose and a dragon came.

[Isley's voice accompanies the gentle click of his Forge as he turns it on, the gears humming internally, a soft whir of noise that is barely audible against the brush of wind across the speakers. The sword he normally carries at his hip is driven into the earth; he rests his back against the blade and in his lap

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[Voice]

[swordofthenorth]

You're welcome to my notes, Lelouch. This broadcast excluded many of the more graphic details.

[Voice]

[swordofthenorth]

I will leave it in my home library for you look through whenever you feel inclined. I would prefer it not to leave, but you are welcome to copy information from it if necessary.

[Voice]

[swordofthenorth]

Thank you.

[Private // Voice]

[swordofthenorth]

[A sample of that particular toxin could prove most advantageous, except for one minor detail. Isley does not have any scientific means to utilize the Red Elves' poison effectively. He cannot replicate it himself. He would need to entrust someone else to break down the individual properties and go through the motions for him. And simply using the sample itself would be a waste. There is no telling when they'll see the Red Elves again...]

[What's more, such a sample is a lot to offer up in exchange for access to notes. Isley is suspicious.]

Was there something else you wanted, Lelouch? Your offer is rather generous.

[Private // Voice]

[swordofthenorth]

Very well. Then I look forward to our exchange.