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[reaperofnaught]

[when Marluxia speaks, his voice sounds a little more emotionless than usual, as though he's trying to keep what memory of unease he has from leaking through. This information troubles him greatly--enough, obviously, to eschew his typical cloak of anonymity] While taking a look through documents in my possession, I've come across something... curious. Secrets are being kept from us all, it seems--more than we could have possibly imagined.

As there are more than a few of you who are unlikely to take me at my word, allow me to provide you with an image of the document itself. There are pieces missing, but I assume you can understand the gist of it, as well as the insight into our dilemma it provides.

Comments

[halfdarkened]

So you don't know for sure?

Okay. ...If at this point we're helping each other, how do we get out to take care of this?

[reaperofnaught]

I have always said to work toward the top of the castle. Beyond that, everything has changed.

[halfdarkened]

So you don't know.

Maybe it's time we get teams to sweep the floors.

[reaperofnaught]

An interesting plan. The sooner we reach the top--and the more numbers we have once we do--the easier our job will be.

[halfdarkened]

Teams of scouts. Self-sufficient that can hold their own for a little while. Fighters and medics and trackers.

[reaperofnaught]

Self-sufficient... Yes, that should work. And I assume you intend to bring these groups together yourself?

[halfdarkened]

I can lead them. But I plan on getting a little help getting that information out. Not sure if public speaking's really my strong suit.