tagpuan:// the reign of greed.

[KungFuCutbug]

"I believe you may be failing to see the point I'm trying to make. We can't afford to launch decapitation strikes or false flag operations against others. The risk of failure, and the consequences that will come with it, are too great. But given the track record you've come to establish so far, I have a feeling that unless someone were to pry you open and scramble the placement of your wires, you're going to stand stubbornly resolute on any conclusion you come to regardless of its correctness."

[Syringe idly brushes some of their hair out of their face.] "Enough of that, though. I don't want to start another argument. Searching for an outlying Mission office, mostly unattended to thanks to the grand opening of that one just across from here, sounds far more realistically achievable. They shouldn't be too hard to find; Mission has a very distinctive style of architecture for its offices and wings, to differentiate it from the residential and commercial buildings. They're supposed to represent beacons of sanctuary amidst a storm of chaos and fear, but... in my humble opinion, daahling, they're closer to an indelible stain on an otherwise-fine enough art piece."

[...Maybe if they're lucky, the office they find won't be completely unattended, and they'll find—no. No, they can't get their hopes too high up. They can worry about that later. They will be reunited, and Syringe needs not rush it.]