tagpuan:// the reign of greed.

[Florien]

Not your name, not your name, what do you do here, at Mission? Your job, your position? Give us the tour, Agent. And your identification, home address, and any useful information we might want. Or I'll do something you won't regret. Or will. It depends fully how much you think I know about you and how extensive you think our capabilities are relative to what they actually are.

#63(b) kicks the floor-duwende, mostly out of spite, but also to get attention.

You, creature of the ground, provide your name and purpose too. We have not spoken with you. I would change that. Perhaps you can yet be able to build something truly great and enduring.

To your point about violence, Agent_CC,

says #63(b), pronouncing the underscore very accurately.

I ask what else you would expect? Force must be applied, edifices crumble when struck in the right spots. It is only a question of how to apply it best, as I'm sure your partially paralyzed engineer down there could tell you. In both metaphorical and literal fashion, as well as from personal experience, in fact. So, let us resolve this, and you can hand over your employee ID for our inspection. Get your engineer down there to do it too, if indeed there is one there to be handed to us. Perhaps tell us about the boss that needs fixing. We don't need to be enemies today, only tomorrow.