[the eleventh] / [voice]

[enigmaestro]

[His tone is neutral, even painfully so. Any slips of anger are evident in the words he stresses.]

This city is a disgrace. Let's bear in mind how the truth differs from lies. It would be a pity to confuse the two.

[Encrypted to Stark]

Tomorrow. Noon.

Comments

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[liverletdie]

Everything is in place.

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[enigmaestro]

Heh. Okay.

I'll contact those you've mentioned. Tomorrow is the first step in our revolution, Stark.

Should be fun.

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[liverletdie]

Fun isn't the word I'd choose, but I'll be ready.