[Don't ask why the hall camera is on, it just is. But while it's on without reason, it's taping Sinclair's door. Don't ask why, damnit.

Oh, hey, his door just exploded. That can't be good.

Sure is a lot of smoke billowing out of there.]

[Sinclair knows exactly what's going on around the mansion, after watching the feeds, so he's gone and hidden himself somewhere in the mansion. His audio is on, but he's not saying anything - he can be heard walking, and on occasion smoking, but beyond that he's trying his best not to be found ( Read more... )

[It's time for another heart-warming constitutional with our dear Mr. Sinclair. This time, he's still in his room when the video clicks on, still fed through a security bot. He's in the process of covering a tank in the corner with a blanket. His Spartanesque room - large bed, desk with a hub of screens above it, closet and dresser set - has a new ( Read more... )

[He's got one of his security bots with him, so the video feed is slightly bobbing, fed through the camera on the front. He isn't aware it's on - he made sure it was most definitely off before he left, but the mansion works in strange ways - and so he isn't paying attention to it. His radio is clipped to his belt, but it isn't searching for any ( Read more... )