[ Filtered away from the Malnosso ]

[malnosso]

[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.

Comments

[Voice]

[savedtheworld]

I... I guess that's the best I can hope for from the Malnosso. But... all of them have to go? [He's concerned with the attachments he's been forming with the orphans... compared to how violent most of the other Kin'Corrans have been.]

[Voice]

[justobserving]

There's nothing I can do about that. All must return.

[Voice]

[savedtheworld]

[He pauses. Is there any point about fighting? What's he supposed to do?]

Do you even care about them?

[Voice]

[justobserving]

Me? I care an awful lot. Sometimes too much.