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[A proxied post made to the community, untraceable and from an account number that doesn't actually exist. The video function turns on to show a now-familiar man in a suit, sitting at a large oak desk with his hands folded in front of him. Yep, it's in Mayor Ellis' office. Sitting on a plain wooden chair beside the desk is a young man; he looks a bit strange with slate grey eyes and the stiffest posture possible, as well as no expression. ]
So sorry for the delay in introducing you all, but there were preparations to be made. I had them finished in record time, however. My new friend here was in need of, well. A mouth and vocal chords, if we don't have to be technical.
But I'll leave the formal introductions to the man himself. After all, I asked him so nicely. Besides, he's not going anywhere without my permission.
So, friend. What did you say your name was?
[The other man turns to him, and a mechanical whir can be heard as he does.] "Not was. My name is Iron Man."
Very good. I'm so proud of you for remembering.
"I remember everything. You know that." [The redhead (if that's even hair) looks Highly Unamused by the entire situation. And it's not quite the same, but if you've been in the City for more than a year, there's a familiar ring to his voice.]
Yes, that was rather the point, wasn't it? But it's important for them to know that.
[He peers directly into the camera, an almost-genuine smile on his face.] Madam Lachesis? I've got access to his entire memory bank. In your charming little chess metaphors, I believe the word is "Checkmate".
So sorry for the delay in introducing you all, but there were preparations to be made. I had them finished in record time, however. My new friend here was in need of, well. A mouth and vocal chords, if we don't have to be technical.
But I'll leave the formal introductions to the man himself. After all, I asked him so nicely. Besides, he's not going anywhere without my permission.
So, friend. What did you say your name was?
[The other man turns to him, and a mechanical whir can be heard as he does.] "Not was. My name is Iron Man."
Very good. I'm so proud of you for remembering.
"I remember everything. You know that." [The redhead (if that's even hair) looks Highly Unamused by the entire situation. And it's not quite the same, but if you've been in the City for more than a year, there's a familiar ring to his voice.]
Yes, that was rather the point, wasn't it? But it's important for them to know that.
[He peers directly into the camera, an almost-genuine smile on his face.] Madam Lachesis? I've got access to his entire memory bank. In your charming little chess metaphors, I believe the word is "Checkmate".