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Subject: Discrete Sat Oct 30, 2010 11:59 am

A single black limo would pull down the side of the main road, 2nd Avenue, that led through an underpass and towards the metro. Nearing what I would call the net of supreme annoyance, the car would pull to a stop. There was no doubt that the commissioner new I had returned. While in a hurry, we had skipped this realm and returned to the previous one. I had gained insight into the lower realm, and quite a bit of nifty workings. The vehicle would slow before turning down a side street that was dimly lit, and perfect for a nice, quiet meeting. By quiet, I had expected that man to come alone, but I knew that would far too much to ask. After all, we had both exchanged shots that nearly killed each other. Ah, the old days... It had been years since I had returned to this realm, and now things were starting to shape up with my own dealings. I had always kept a strict methodology for how I dealt with things, but there was a certain level of respect that was slowly growing for that particular human.

Raising a single finger, a bolt of lightning, thin in a beam, would go towards the sky, signaling my arrival. If he didn't already know I was here, that would definitely set off their sensors.

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Subject: Re: Discrete Sat Oct 30, 2010 12:22 pm

:: Div12 ::

It is a normal day in the Metro, a rather relaxing one. A call comes to my cell, bringing my workflow, and I soon find that the topic is the arrival of Sanzon. At the moment, I found myself in my office within the Division 12 HQ. The voice over the phone inquires how I would like to meet with him. Leaning back in my chair, I advise, “send a car for him and bring him here.” The operator understands and concludes the call assuring that it would be taken care of. With that, I would hang up the phone and return to my work for that moment.

When Sanzon’s car approaches the Metro and comes to a part, a black SCPD car would come up from behind it with silent sirens flashing, come to stop as well. The passenger and driver doors would open and with them, familiar figures of Jyn’s normal squadron would step out, only dressed as normal police officers. The largest of the three there, Tapp, would come out of the driver’s side and lift a large hand to adjust aviator lenses while approaching the vehicle. Instead of moving to the driver, Tapp would tap on the passenger window and motion for Sanzon to step out, chewing on a piece of bubble gum, flashing a smile and mouthing, “yo!” He would step back and await the spirit to step out of the vehicle, before he would jokingly welcome, “do you know how fast you were going, sir?”

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Subject: Re: Discrete Sat Oct 30, 2010 1:52 pm

I would have only rolled the window up before sirens appeared. Great.. some asshole. Slowly, the limo would pull to a stop while I stretched out, reclining lightly while enjoying a rather tasty drink. I had a habit of drinking while riding, which was in fact legal in my parts. Nothing better than a drink before a work meeting. When the tap on the window came, Mikeal, my driver, would look at me with a slight bit of concern. "Its fine.. I'll call for you when needed." The the door would slowly open before I stepped out, facing a familiar face. I had several run ins with his squad, and most of them would probably know who I was . . At least he was in a good mood. The white suit that covered my body would be a standard that I normally always wore, cept there was a deep burgundy shirt with a silver tie around my neck. Returning the question with a smile, I relaxed a bit.

"Not as fast had I flown in. Beautiful night, isn't it. "

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Subject: Re: Discrete Sat Oct 30, 2010 3:17 pm

:: Div12 ::

The setting is clarified as night and the officer pulls the aviators from his face as he places it into his front breast pocket, and speaks, “it sure is. But it makes it kind of hard to look cool in glasses when you can see though em.” Pointing to the skies, he comments, “you know, you don’t really have to do that, we have your energy signal locked on.” He clarifies, “we’ve been sent to come and pick you up.” His hand moves to the side of his uniform where a pair of normal looking handcuffs are pulled from while he continues, “I’m going to need get these on you. We’ll take the squad car in.” With that, he would wait for Sanzon to place out his wrists, so that he could cuff him; it wouldn’t be in an aggressive or pain inducing way, but it would be firm and he would be secured within the cuffs if compliant. If all went well, after that Tapp would ‘escort’ Sanzon to the squad car and open up the back seat for him. Ted would be standing up just behind the passenger door and Michael would be standing by the rear back seat as well. The back seat would have a glasslike barrier between it and the front seat, much like any squad car might have. If there were no issues, they would drive off and head into the Metro, towards Div12 HQ.

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Subject: Re: Discrete Sat Oct 30, 2010 3:51 pm

Was he actually expecting me to come without issue, while wearing handcuffs? AFter i had been to the underworld and back, ruined another suit, and taken care of even more issues than I wanted to deal with, that human was still wary of me enough to ask that I wore handcuffs. I looked at them peculiarly, wondering if they were the spiritual restraining kind. It wasn't like I would be absolutely defenseless in them, I was still me, after all. Was it too much to ask for a simple meeting between businessmen. There was little that I cared to do, and although I knew that human was slightly paranoid and.. discriminatory towards spirits. there was all the reason to be as well, and even I was slightly perturbed with my kind after the last events that had occurred here. I had to kill my own to protect humans, but even through all of that I figured I should have earned the right to talk with him without such degrading means..

"you're joking, right? Absurd requests do not suit you.."

Figuring it might be a test of "good faith", I lifted my hands out. Returning his original sarcastic playfulness, I would smile and give my own idle banter..

"Try to keep it clean, cleaning these things are rather expensive.."

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Subject: Re: Discrete Sat Oct 30, 2010 4:05 pm

:: Div12 ::

As things would play out, it could be evident by their actions that they didn’t it seem as if they were afraid of Sanzon or mistrusting of him. While guiding Sanzon to the vehicle and its back seat, Tapp chuckles, “don’t worry, it’s just a formality. The cuffs are clean. Plus, the boss always says that you should call ahead first and he can meet you, so this is on you. You know you can’t go into the Metro under normal circumstances. You want to become Swiss Cheese?” Ted cuts a look to Tapp that causes him to sigh and stop any further explanations to why these procedures needed to be performed in order to get Sanzon to the Division 12 HQ in one peace. After getting the guest in the back seat, all would get back into the vehicle and the doors would close on all ends with Tapp getting in last after closing Sanzon’s door for him. To Sanzon’s side, Michael would be performing some type of function on a control console held on his lap. He would make the comment that they were all set and the car would mobilize, pulling away from where it had pulled over, coming back onto the street. Speed would be picked up as they would make their way towards the interior of the Metro, passing through the barrier without Sanzon smacking into it like a bird into a glass window.

The car proceeds to the Division 12 HQ and comes to pull into the internal motor cage. On arrival, Ted would contact the commissioner and advise that they had performed the pickup. There is an affirmation and them the call ended. After getting there, all would proceed out of the car and Tapp would open the door for Sanzon. “Just an elevator ride away from your date there, sir.” Messing with Sanzon, he comments, “So is the boss going to get you a uniform to join the forces as well?” With the others getting out of the parked car, they would head towards the elevator.

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Subject: Re: Discrete Sun Oct 31, 2010 3:09 am

It felt rather odd to be simply driving into the metro. what was even more odd was that moment of unrest the moment we crossed the barrier. The gaze that Mikeal gave me when we drove off was one of half worry, half "you're not coming back". I half expected a gunshot to go off in the distance. they had to have had some kind of technology that masked me from the barrier, for extraction and detainment purposes. Watching the city lights in a way that I never had, I made observations at the way their society worked, even at this hour. It was particularly enjoyable to simply ride and watch them do what they did to protect their home. There would be no ill feelings towards them for doing that, as I did the same in the lower commons.

Arriving at our destination, I would wait for them to open the door before I stepped out. As expected, another joke came from one of the agents. I guess I was coming around more often. It made me wonder if it was odd for them to be transporting a spirit that actually fought on their side. With the date comment, I would simply laugh, before returning an answer to the second.

"Doubtful, I work, live, and fight in these white suits.. you should see the dry cleaning bill. The lady is always on my case about it.. and those uniforms probably wouldn't survive much of my combat style.."

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Subject: Re: Discrete Sun Oct 31, 2010 1:05 pm

:: Div12 ::

“Yeah,” Tapp admits as they make their way to the elevator, “every time I see you, it’s in a white suit of some kind of condition.” On arrival to the elevators, Ted presses the button to summon the elevator down. There is a chime and the elevator reaches their level. Ted holds the door allowing Tapp, the guest and Michael to enter first before getting in last and pressing the button for B2. The doors to the elevator close and the elevator lowers to another level before stopping and giving a light chime. The doors open to a large white hallway. Tapp would lead the way through the white hallway; it was obvious that this was not the subterranean prison where Sanzon had previously been held. After walking for a few yards, the group would come to a stop at one of the two available doors on either side of the room. Ted opens his vest, pulling out a keycard that he swipes and replaces into his personage. There is a green light that flickers at the swipe panel and then the door slides open. It would not be a room that they would be stepping into, but rather a realm that seemed real in every aspect. It would be a wide open green field with blue skies over head and mild temperature. About twenty yards into this open meadow of shin height grasses would be two office chairs, one empty and the other holding the commissioner whose gaze was to the party that had arrived. The officers stand at the door but motion Sanzon, “go ahead. The Commissioner will see you now; we’ll wait for you out here.” With that, he would be free to enter into the realm where Jyn would be waiting.

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Subject: Re: Discrete Sun Oct 31, 2010 1:54 pm

"I prefer the clean, crisp look that it brings... I'm not saying your uniforms aren't stylish, they just aren't for me." Releasing a sigh, my eyes would watch the numbers in the elevator move, while I tried to figure out the building's layout. It was a surprise when the door opened and revealed a clean hallway. I guess they spared no expense across the board. Walking casually down the hallway, my body would come to a stop behind the man in front of me. With a door sliding open, my eyes would close for a moment, curious to whether or not the view in front of me was actually there. Taking a look at the guards for a moment, i would release a deep breath before stepping into the meadowy like field. Across a short distance was the human, who held a special place close to my heart.. where a bullet had been.

"if I had known you wanted to do a picnic, I'd have brought a drink.."

Taking a seat in the other chair, I would simply lean back a bit, balancing while folding my still handcuffed hands in front of me.

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Subject: Re: Discrete Sun Oct 31, 2010 3:47 pm

My gaze remains the same with my normal calm visage watching Sanzon’s approach. He seemed much like he always did dressed in similar attire from the last time I saw him. Dressed as a Commissioner, I would be in a simple and less contemporary dark gray tieless suit with the top few buttons of my black collared shirt unbuttoned. I would be sitting casually, leaning back in the office chair with one leg crossed over the other. My nature would be more comfortable than haughty; though it seemed to come off to people that I had a superiority complex, it was primarily a mistake due to my ideals as a species rather than class. I wasn’t a business man like Sanzon, nor could I think or want to operate in that capacity.

As always, a witty response comes with his entrance. I nod in acknowledging the words before doing what I always do, get straight to business; there were no real reasons for us to be overly familiar with one another. To me, he was like any other informant on the streets, much like a detective would view a crack head that gave information on local drug deals. It wasn’t anything personal, he just happened to be created the wrong entity type. I welcome, “The fact that you’re in back here in one piece and not immediately spouting off about the pillars leads me to believe the expedition to hell was either not done or went unsuccessful. Were you able to find out anything that can help us take the battle to the enemy? Standing by defensively is one of the least effective ways to handle a threat in my mind.”

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Subject: Re: Discrete Sun Oct 31, 2010 3:57 pm

As always, the human went straight to business. I was slightly irritated by the statement that I had not made the trip down there. Of course I had gone, and of course it was unsuccessful. The only good thing that came out of it was information on the structure of the underworld. The other spirit and I had done a fair amount of damage and gained reputation down there. That was good for something, especially if information was needed.

"There seems to be some issues in the underworld between the old world, and the new world. Even the spirits down there try to stay out of their way. There seems to be a rift down there between their original capital, and a new city that is more modern. Thankfully, issues such as crime and gangs are just as prevalent down there as they are here, so I wouldn't worry too much about the demon population. Oh yea.. here."

Reaching awkwardly into my jacket pocket, I would pull out a small pouch. Inside of it would be five pieces of Ambrosia. I was unsure of their knowledge of the spirit world, but this might give them something they can use.

"Ambrosia, its like an elixir for our kind. It has a greater effect on humans. Your research and development department might be able to reverse engineer it to see if you can mass produce it for your people. It would make post combat much more efficient."

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Subject: Re: Discrete Sun Oct 31, 2010 4:29 pm

“God, they have capitals…” I murmur lightly in disgust. If they had things like that down there, then why the hell were they encroaching upon human land in Yochi. In my mind, I would regard the spirits as attempting to achieve some type of imperialistic scheme in the overall long run. Still, the fact that demons were highly humanized was no surprise since I had been in hell myself and witnessed the retarded tournament they held there. The resemblance between humans and spirits had already been a thought process mulled about in my head. I watch him reach into his pocket and pull out the ambrosia. Looking upon it, I didn’t immediately recognize it, but if what he said was true, then it could be a good asset. There was a chance that it were a part of some deep scheme, especially if he wanted to mass produce it for human consumption, but I would have Angela in R&D look over it thoroughly and put it through testing to assure that there were no adverse effects that it could have. If it could have a detrimental effect on humans, she would be able to find out for sure. I would take the substance from Sanzon if it were handed to me and observe it. With a nod, I comment, “I see, that could be very helpful; thank you for this.” I was almost surprised that he hadn’t asked to take off the cuffs yet; I would have figured that to be among the first of his requests. Maybe this meant we were starting to understand one another. As far as him doing something outright, I felt he was growing smarter than that, especially if he held stock in the organization that he was building up. As a growing public figure, I knew he was too business savvy than to do something to dirty his hands for something as small as random chaos; I could at least count on the fact that he was that humanistic in his behavior. I continue, “so the underworld seemed to be a no go… the forests are vast. There is a chance they could be hiding there… though if they have the ability to rip portals in time, they could be anywhere. If we could capture one, then the rest of the pieces would be easier to piece together. Do you have any ideas on this?”

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Subject: Re: Discrete Mon Nov 01, 2010 2:33 am

I leaned back for a moment while contemplating his answer. From what I had seen in the short time I was down there, the forests were vast, and the cities just as large. While this realm held physical boundaries, there really wasn't one down there. Same with the upper realm. Returning to a relaxed position, my left leg would raise before sliding across my right. Both hands would rest on the side of my leg while I took a few breaths in thought. The lower world was not something that could be assaulted, and would, for the humans, result in catastrophe. The last thing they needed was to unite the underworld against them. I doubt the heavens would interfere again in such an open manner. Their technology was helpful, but you could only do so much without putting your own people at risk. Capturing one of them might prove useful were it that simple. It brought me to an idea...

"you have technology that can restrain spirits once it is on our bodies.. why not widen it... compact that technology into a bullet or something.. I am not fond of the idea, but it might assist you. I can hold my ground against one of them fairly well, and with the assistance of the other spirit nearly kill them. If we could get that ice demon into submission, well, I know knowledge extraction is a specialty of your kind..."

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Subject: Re: Discrete Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:06 pm

After hearing his words, I nod and counter, “It does seem that you and this other demon you often elude to generally come in contact with one of these demons when a major event occurs. Though you have a good idea, it’s only a concept; it takes months and even years, sometimes to make these ideas a reality. I’ll pass the concept along to my R&D divisions and see if there’s something that can be done with it… but back to getting one of the demons into submission. If you and another demon are able to almost defeat him, then that means without collaboration, maybe we can capture him with sheer numbers. I have a special squadron that’s assigned for assignments of low visibility… so I suppose we simply have to wait until we’re attacked again. If you can this other demon are able to quickly mobilize to divide a member from their forces and you’re able to call me, then we may be able to corner the demon and mount an ambush during you and the other demon’s offensive…” Pausing in my words, I inquire, “so I don’t have to continue calling him ‘other demon’... what is the name of your demonic cohort?”

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Subject: Re: Discrete Tue Nov 02, 2010 12:40 am

His idea seemed plausible, and with direct ability to work. I was rather impressed that they had the technology to subdue a demon of that caliber if we were able to beat them down. I wondered how this would set with the other spirit, and instantly knew the answer. It didn't take much thought to figure out that he would be completely against it. Taking in the business advantage, what he didn;t know wouldn't hurt him. It wasn't like there wasn't five other spirits he could go and kill anyway.

"His name is Domen, and he is an oni, or demon. I know you like to group us all together in one category of "non-human", but we aren't. Don't ask how we work together, I don't quite understand it myself, but he seems to have a respect for strength. We have fought many times, and have a mutual level of respect because of it. I have a few new tricks I've learned in the off time, so watch for the storm. I'm sure your technology will be able to pick something like that up without too much difficulty. "

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Subject: Re: Discrete Tue Nov 02, 2010 5:37 pm

After the name was gained, I felt as if I could move on in the conversation. It was bugging me, ever so slightly, having to refer to the other demon as ‘other demon.’ Still, this Domen person seemed like an interesting person with ideals out of a ancient story or something like that, but perhaps most demons really only wanted to fight all the time. Either way, it was inconsequential to me so long as he would be able to stick to a plan. I continue, “thanks… so while you and this Domen put the pressure onto this Ice Demon, we should be able to capture him. If you’ve developed new abilities, I suppose this would be the best avenue for their use.” I was a bit wary about this one actually becoming stronger than he was; our technology would have a hard time keeping up if he got too strong for his own good. I continue, “since we know that this demon seems to specialize in ice, which is why I’m assuming you call him that, precautions can be made on that end as well. If we reduce the effectiveness of his main ability then that will make him much easier to capture.” Moving onto a more technical side of the strategy, I would be interested, “have you seen him utilize any attacks other than ice?” I wouldn’t comment on what I knew already from the footage gained from city cameras that caught some of the melee since it was not necesary.

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Subject: Re: Discrete Tue Nov 02, 2010 10:06 pm

It was rather odd that I was sitting here in an open field, probably some type of realm style illusionary technology, having a conversation with someone who was a bitter enemy two years ago. He had posed an interesting question about the fights that I had gone through with this ice demon. I didn't know his name, but he had something that I really wanted to take care of. It was hard to explain how this function of his worked, so maybe it would be best to just show him.. while the ability to exert raw energy was handy, that spirit had done something that I had never seen, and to just say that he pushed away a strike was not enough. I wanted this human.. no.. he needed to fully understand the amount of strength that this spirit held.

"How secure is this room.. and how much damage can it take..."

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Subject: Re: Discrete Tue Nov 02, 2010 11:29 pm

I would have to admit that his answer is an odd way to answer my questions. I felt I had given a pretty straight forwards question that should have a simple answer, but instead of that, I hear a question come in. Wondering where he was going with his train of thought, I assure him, “the room itself is reinforced and stronger than a normal building. It has been cleared for various testing…” There were technological limits in place as well, but there was no reason to go into that with him. The way realm worked, once you stepped into it, your mind translated physical through Realm, since it interfaces with your brain directly. This was one reason why we didn’t use live ammo in Realm, since it replicated everything in the weapon as if it were real as according to the program initiated. Chances were slim that he would actually be physically affecting the area about us but more so he would be pushing the limits of the realm environment as based on whatever physics engine that was loaded at the moment. With a nod, I comment, “it should be able to withstand a good amount of force… though…” I wasn’t sure what he could do bound by the restraints that were on him. I continue, “why do you ask?”

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Subject: Re: Discrete Wed Nov 03, 2010 8:58 am

So this place was pretty well designed, and based off of what the mind interpreted.It was an interesting concept for how to do training, and I was rather interested in it now. Unfortunately, that conversation would have to wait for another day. There was far more important things to do and understand. Sometimes, it was much easier to get a point across with a visible demonstration than anything else. Thinking about the chair I was sitting on I wondered if it was actually there as well, or just a manifestation of my mental concentration. Hhmm...

"I can punch.. and by punch, I mean send one of your vehicles at you in a giant flaming chunk of debris.. this demon took all of that force, with one hand, and deflected it in close combat. I know you aren't going to like this, but since the old days I have greatly progressed my abilities. This ice demon is extremely capable in close combat, and even with my speed and agility, which is mind you much greater than many of my kind, not enough to lay a hand on him. I am sure your sensors picked up the massive storm that we pulled down to destroy his ice barrier technique..."

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Subject: Re: Discrete Wed Nov 03, 2010 8:28 pm

Unsure about the information or realization in the first paragraph, I simply acknowledged that I said “it should be able to withstand a good amount of force.” Other than that, I didn’t know what was going through his mind since I didn’t actually enlighten him to any of the workings of realm that I knew of, nor did I know about any mind reading abilities he had.

Returning within the realm of the fourth wall, I listen to the explanation that comes forth, not sure how the dots were connecting yet, or if they would. It was interesting that he seemed to work on his melee abilities, since much of the data we had on him was based on a singular attack that he seemed to enjoy using. There is a bit of reality that sets in as he describes the skill level of the demon, and I would just have to accept that the people on my end would not be directly attempting to battle against him. I continue, “then that’s a good thing that you and the other demon will be battling him. We merely need to catch a moment when he is off guard. Hopefully we can circumvent his immense strength and agility, but that does add complications into the mix that will have to be calculated.” Moving onto the mention of the storm, I comment, “and yes, we picked up on that energy that was brought down. It was unsettling to say the least. So you’re saying that was the final blow that almost brought down this demon?”

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Subject: Re: Discrete Thu Nov 04, 2010 4:17 pm

"pretty much.. once that attack hit the ground, we were unable to find his body. Domen's counterpart reported that the demon had fled from the area soon after, and was greatly wounded. The problem I see with it is that if he can do that to one of my strongest tactics, he can probably divert missiles and the like as well. Do you remember the restraining cuff technology, and how it works? It would be interesting if that could be put into a pistol..."

It had just popped into my head.. they have those nanite things inside me.. maybe there was a way for them to take out these large demons the easy way. their technology was advanced enough that it might be easier to just stick with something simple. it may be easier for me to fire a shot at point blank than to try and punch him anyway...

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Subject: Re: Discrete Thu Nov 04, 2010 8:09 pm

I simply give a “hmmm…” instead of a solid answer to his question. The other demon’s counterpart is brought into the conversation and I made the mental decision to go over whatever tapes that the Division may have found over the battle that had ensued. I had heard the basics from our R&D departments with a few pictures from the highlights, but I felt for the knowledge I needed in this interaction, I should probably watch the whole thing myself from beginning to end. Now that we had discussed things up to this point, it seemed we had a plan set in motion for next time. That would at least take us in the right direction. I answer his question, “no, I’m not into that technical stuff, but as I stated before, I’ll have my people look into it.” It was an answer to move away from that topic that he seemed so invested in. I continue, “but I think we both have a clear understanding now of how we should proceed. After drawing this demon out, your job is a frontal assault and the Division’s job is a binding method. I’m confident that we have something sufficient to handle this.” I wouldn’t go into specifics, much like there was no real reason why infantry members would need to know details of a mission beyond ‘go and take over this area.’ I admit, “I know you’re a very busy man and it is getting late. Is there a Mrs. Sanzon Loki that you have to report to?”

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Subject: Re: Discrete Thu Nov 04, 2010 10:12 pm

It seemed that we had reached a mutual agreement. it was rather calming to know that we were capable of having a conversation about business more casually. Maybe this human was coming around to some of the spirits. At the end of the day, we both were residents of this realm, and we had a similar duty to protect it. it would be rather nice though if I was able to move in and out of the metro as I needed for business, but that request would have to come at a later time. i was still on the thought of a submission strategy when an interesting question was posed. A female counterpart?

"No... I lost that right when I was cast to this realm. There is a reason why I distance myself from human women though, and that is out of respect for my love. What about you?"

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Subject: Re: Discrete Thu Nov 04, 2010 11:04 pm

I find the response that comes from him very interesting. I would have to think on the meaning of those words; they were a bit cryptic, but I felt I could understand maybe what he was trying to say. I assumed there had to be a reason for everything and people’s actions. People generally followed rational courses of action, but I would not delve any deeper in his personal life than that. Partially knowing that the question would be redirected towards me, I simply answer, “it’s something I’m working on.” It seemed to me as just an effective answer as the one he had given to me. At a point where I could conclude this little conversation, I stand before Sanzon, offering him to stand as well with my words as I state, “this meeting has been very informative. I look forward to more information and realizations from you in the future. In the case of a catastrophic event, I will be in direct touch with you. If we both do our part, then we can easily overcome this obstacle.” Before I would give him the option of leaving, I felt benevolent. In a questioning voice, I would inquire, “…before you leave… would you like to try out our realm training capabilities?” I motion to the area around us, “it’s fine for me to release those bounds in here. If it’s late and you need to get to bed, I understand.”

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Subject: Re: Discrete Sat Nov 06, 2010 10:02 pm

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Standing as he did, I finished listening to his words before an interesting request was made. This was a tough decision to make I didn't have to sleep, and could far outdo humans in terms of time without rest. Was he attempting to update his systems with information on me, or was he testing the limits of his own technology. There was something that I was curious about as well, and that was how sturdy this technology was. It might be within my interest to take a shot at this realm technology. After all, he seemed confident that my restraints could be released in here without issue. I guess this human didn't have much of a personal life if he could spend time down here. On the other side, I felt that business would come first in his life, that was something we had in common.

"i have all the time in the world, what do you suggest?"

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Subject: Re: Discrete Sun Nov 07, 2010 12:29 am

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Subject: Re: Discrete Sun Jan 23, 2011 5:31 pm

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