[He's back in the music hall. Listen, he's got fond memories of the music hall, even if he's still pretty mad that Balthier jacked up his piano in the name of revenge. That's what he's working on at the moment, but-- really, it's probably not going to play again anytime soon. Oh well. There are some electric keyboards here, but it's not the same as a piano, okay.]
[He works because it's soothing. He likes to work with his hands. Keeps his mind busy, and belies that he is actually a teensy bit nervous about the list business. But he'll never let them see him sweat. He's a goddamn supervillain.]
Let's cut to the chase.
Yes. Theres a list and certain people are on it. No, it's not complete. No, we don't know who else is on it. Yes, a lot of people are wetting their jumpsuits over it and what it might mean. Personally, I think were it not ranked by our little prison codes [he taps his arm] I would be at the top, because it is obviously a list of awesome.
...or horrible doom, one or the other.
Either way, while you're all scrambling to make your heavily encrypted posts and pretending there's not a bunch of hackers out there sniffing around your encryptions I'd like to point out that doing that is proooooobably the panic our red friend wants to leak.
[he sits back, spreading his hands, screw driver twirled between his fingers.] I mean, do you really think this isn't a game? That he's not enjoying watching you all panic and tear at your hair while he sits back and enjoys the chaos? It's what I'd be doing, if I wanted to sow dissent in the crew I wanted to keep too distracted to be unified. I mean, this is a classic villain tactic. Trust me -- it's what we do. We make you worry and cry and wonder, and while you're all busy looking at each other, we walk off with -- whatever we're walking off with. Man, I remember-- well, never mind. Roxanne can tell you all about the Blame Thrower - man, I have never been so happy to have a Douglas Adams book in the prison library. Gave me some great ideas!
Anyway. Our red friend has said that nothing is off the record. So maybe while you good guys are all busy worrying about what people are going to think of the list -- which includes at least one ex-con and mutineer, yours truly -- I should remind you: We all have numbers and we're all on a list somewhere. Like our ill planned passenger manifests; I can name at least five people off the top of my enormous head that were making lists; powers, skills, affiliations... and people got their jumpsuits in a twist over those too. Heck, I had my own threat lists when I was mutinying. Which ones of you were dangerous. Which ones of you weren't. The former list was pretty short, but even I misjudged who belonged on it. [Thanks, Kara.]
So: Lists. We're on them. Nothing's really changed, except we found out someone who isn't one of us is keeping one. So, back to business as usual, right?
Speaking of business as usual: I'm even more excited to get to our engineering field trip now! Captain Kirk, Commander Spock, I'd like to invite along Isaac Clarke and Tali - you guys want to get to that sooner as opposed to later? The more we find out, the better off we are.
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