[The transmission opens at the cordoned-off base of the Eiffel Tower, then pans up slowly, revealing the damage-- as though parts of it have been rusted and eaten away.]
It's beautiful, isn't it? [Not talking about the tower.] Every bit as impressive a sight as I've been told, even though it's... incomplete. [Nope, still not talking about the tower.] Still, that doesn't diminish its impact. I stand here, and I still feel in awe of it.
[Rex shifts his communicator around, his gloved hand covering the camera for a moment, then moves his hand away, revealing a shot of himself, smiling excitably. He looks a little different from usual... in that his hair's slicked back and he's wearing a stylish black suit... with a black shirt, black tie, EVERYTHING MUST BE GOTH.]
I'm just really happy to be here. I mean, not Paris, specifically, although it's nice. I just mean... Every 'contemporary' port we've had so far has been a good ten years in the past. Finally, we're in the present. [Quirky little grin. Just ignore the fact that he's dressed in all black and was just being creepy about the Eiffel Tower like two seconds ago.] I wonder if my cell phone will finally get reception now.
[Individual Messages to: Perry, Ana]
We're in luck. The final piece is here.
Set Sunday aside, leave your calendar open. I'll need some help, especially if... reinforcements don't come through.
[Private to Shego]
If I had a... job for you, would you be able to make time for it?
[SPAM for Iago]
[Well, Paris certainly had no shortage of clothing stores... as Rex came to find after the fourth hour of shopping passed. He was bored out of his skull and it was beginning to show.]
[Off the Network, LAPTOP ACTION:]
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CONNECTION ESTABLISHED
WELCOME BACK, COMMANDER
[OOC: YEAH DON'T WORRY, his schemes won't actually ruin the port for anyone. Rex will be keeping to himself for most of port, so if you want to have a run-in with him, just drop me a line!
AND NO, HE CAN'T RESIST GLOATING. EVERRRRR.]