FINAL WEEK

[akudamods]

Starting Saturday, the layer of clouds in the sky is more solid than ever. Overcast, reflecting the neon light of the city. By Sunday, you'll see more colors than ever, as several new areas are added to the span of your probation. And some areas aren't, but might see an approach anyway. Do the pods containing six weeks of treatment daunt you in the slightest now that judgment awaits at the end of the fourth week? Though faithful treatment participants only experience flashes on the upper third of their bodies now, their counterparts will experience occasional waves of isolating existential coldness. Does your physically present overseer have anything to say for herself? Just remember one thing: Kanto is watching and waiting.

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Comments

[voidseeing]

[Oh, he likes this already.]

Sounds like a plan to me. We'll make the ceremony one for the history books.

But one last question... what do you know about the mind control in the broadcasts?

[akudamods]

[Populist scratches her chin at that one, which may already suggest 'not much', but it's clear this is a tedious question to her.]

Hmm... We know Bunny and Shark have always been that kind of "educational" program, but the effects do seem a lot stronger when it's related to you X-Classes. You can almost tune out the reports about the other tiers of Akudama by comparison. Made campaigning a pain in the ass this year.

[This new truce could be a pain in the ass too, but she supposes she can deal with that as it comes. She'd say it's better than being dead, but. Honestly she is feeling petty enough about all this she's just going to tip her visor down and actually look him in the eye.]

I could have taken you, for the record.

[There's a flicker of something lighting up under her clothes, and a hiss as she literally lets off steam.

Cyborg? Cyborg!!]

[voidseeing]

[That gives him a starting point, at least-- he'll relay that information to Damian in light of the conversation they'd had earlier. Now to figure out how to go about taking it out... but one step at a time.]

Maybe... and maybe not.

[And here he lets the flute slide out of his sleeve just slightly, enough to be visible. He's no fool; no way was he going to confront anyone without having it within easy reach.]

But since we're being honest here, I'll give you a heads up: I plan on trying to access the computer complex. You can either give me the codes now or wait for my DM.

[akudamods]

[Because her visor was lowered, he'll be able to note from her expression that this flute is more interesting to her than he might have guessed...!! But she lets it pass without comment, pushing them back on. The visor flashes with its usual colors, no longer grey... but he may have some insight into what's happening when it does that as she replies.]

Understood. My partner, Technocrat, will be in touch.

[voidseeing]

[... she recognizes the flute. Interesting. He'd ask about that, but he's got higher priorities at the moment, and given that she isn't mentioning it on her own, he gets the sense she might not be willing to share anyway.]

I appreciate it. I look forward to working with you, and I'll make sure the others don't interfere.