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[The feed clicks on to a still slightly damp Cipher Nine, though he's obviously found himself some shelter. Where ever it is he's hunkered down to wait out the storm, the windows can be heard rattling however, and the storm itself can still be heard. The man himself looks a bit peeved.]

Greetings, fellow inmates. This is Cipher Nine, from Imperial Intelligence- though from what I've gathered, this means nothing to most of you.

Still, you may all call me Agent or Nine.

[He huffs.] I've already gone through much of the network and I've got the information the Agrii so generously decided download directly into my fucking brain through data point, as though my brain hasn't been through enough already.

[He sighs, looking about 20 years older than he actually is. He looks tired.] So I won't go I want to go home, I'm upset or I'm not a hero, why am I here or even I'm upset with the Agrii for kidnapping me or cause a scene or what the hell ever.

[Did he put on a squeaky voice for that? Yes he did.] Instead, I'll ask what you all are keeping yourselves amused with during this storm.

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It is a little desolate, true. [ He shakes his head, ]

Maybe things get better after the storm.

All signs point to "no" on that front.

[Sigh.] But at least we won't be both wet and miserable once the storm clears. "Soaking wet" to "slightly damp" are awful states to do anything in.

Yes, very true. Only good part of being in the hospital. I am dry here.

Lucky. I got pissed right up the back by rain and I'm still not dry.

[Nice. He knows.]

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