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[A filtered broadcast appears on Luceti's journals on the evening of the 29th.]

Ah. Luceti. It sure has been a while. My, how things change...

[And, oh, how they stay the same. The woman’s voice falls silent for the soft click and gasp of a lighter.]

I hear that not all of you have been playing nicely with my charges; then again, I doubt they made a point to play too nicely, either. [Laughter.] I would bet my last credit that Korras didn't.

Speaking of Blake, could a helpful soul put him on the line? Since the Malnosso shut down their books, it's been...or...blast it, you'll have to do. All of you. Listen -- two days from now, your guests are cleared to return to Kin'cora. Be dears and tell my children they're to line up at your pretty little teleporters. The Organization didn’t see fit to share their schedule but I certainly do see fit to pass it on. Unlike them, I find less entertainment in watching the machines round them up. This way, perhaps only the stragglers will be subjected to that.

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[Her smirk is audible.]

No one knows. It's quite the unsolved mystery.

That is to say, the truth would be rather damaging. [How interesting. From what they had seen, Zompano was well-insulated against cultist attacks. Meaning whatever had happened to him was internally plotted.] Has the Organization taken measures to replace him?

Oh, I've no doubt that the interested parties are still scrambling to rally their support.

[He has to raise a brow at that.]

Interested parties?

Well. I don't know their names.

[Not all of their names, at least.]

I was more surprised to hear there are multiple parties. We have only been privy to the obvious presences of Sir Catherine, the Count, and the Commandant.

Is it known if Kin'cora was deliberately attacked because it was a promising enclosure?

Promising? No, I think not.

But new...?

Maybe.

So new that they may not believe that their lost may never come back. [Sacrifices taken away from the battlefield.

But perhaps he should acknowledge what she was saying.] You do not like the droids very much.

They are hammers doing a needle's work, really.

Hm. Indeed. What are your thoughts on the Organization's new droids?

You'll have to share your thoughts first, Mister Silverberg. I've yet to be aquainted...

Harvested brains. [Need he say more?]

[No. He really needn't not.]

Eugh. Distasteful work. And these droids have been seen in action?

Not on the battlefield, no. You have not heard of anything hinting at this?

An underground life only affords me so much, Mister Silverberg. And your blue-hued friend told me very little before I took up residence in Kin'cora.

Considering I had originally thought you intended to keep out of contact with him, it is interesting to hear you two have conversed. [He speaks broadly, since he has heard about something about Munroe meeting someone...]

That was then and this, it seems, is now. Political unrest makes for the strangest bedfellows.

With the Count's 'disappearance' creating further upheaval.

You're bang on. Now -- dear Mister Silverberg -- is there any other chit you'd like to chat before I go back to work?

[ she'll happily indulge him. she's always had a soft spot for albert. ]

[He takes the time to make an unhackable filter, remaining patient with the pace of their conversation.]

Will you permit cover, or must we talk for the others to see?

[ she's about to undo that filter, when... ]

Transparency in this matter is a point of pride. But tell me -- by all the possible powers, what is it you're so eager ask me thatalso must be hidden from your...friends?

Simply something that was asked behind closed doors before. [It wasn't for his benefit that he made the filter.]

Are you still in contact with our mutual acquaintance called 'John'? He inquired about your lack of contact since the earthquake incident.

[And John never inquired about anyone. Between that conversation and the hints in the (obviously skewed) script during the last mission, he felt a slight need for discretion when explaining his question.]

We're due to speak again soon -- I was...off the grid, so to speak. But now I am to Kin'cora what he is to you.

The helpful bogeyman in the basement.

I see. You seem to work well together. [Or, at least, they seemed to watch out for each other in some way or another. That kind of protection was necessary when doing such solitary work.]

Kin'cora is fortunate.

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