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[dyingking.livejournal.com]

They forced my hand. Every time.

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[chasing-morning.livejournal.com]

Rotti?

[dyingking.livejournal.com]

We should talk. *holds up her letter* Your contract.

[chasing-morning.livejournal.com]

*frowns*

Sir, I would still work for you. And- the parts we are working with are very young, and perhaps this could be an opportunity to showcase some of the younger talent and...

*oh look, the carpet is so interesting!*
It is up to you of course.

[dyingking.livejournal.com]

The Genetic Opera was built to showcase my trophies.

You, my dear, are one of those trophies. The backbone of the Opera. How does it look if during the middle of such a crisis the voice of GeneCo falls silent?

[takesyouthere.livejournal.com]

Poor Big Poppa. Did the big bad 17 year old scare you with her letter?

[dyingking.livejournal.com]

*frowning just vaguely* ...who?

[takesyouthere.livejournal.com]

Don't worry yourself over it. You've got bigger problems than one kid and your inability to count to ninety.

[dyingking.livejournal.com]

I assure you I don't.

You, however, strike me as a man who troubled over something. *looks apologetic and smiles* Now what can I do to make it better?

[tomophobic.livejournal.com]

Oh, wah wah. Forgive me if I don't start bawlin' about it. *folds his arms and glares*

[dyingking.livejournal.com]

*Hello, suicidal! Good thing he signs the death warrants on hundreds- thousands? so he stares at him*

Can I help you, Mr...

*glances at his two security guards*

[tomophobic.livejournal.com]

Saunders. Luke Saunders. *grins crookedly* Y' say stuff like that, it just screams "hi, I'm evil", y'know? None've my business anyway, but... *shrugs*

Figure a bigshot like you? C'n handle it, whatever it is.

(you rang?)

[henchgal.livejournal.com]

*there is the dual cocking of shotguns as Sigma and Theta both stare down the 'visitor'*

[dyingking.livejournal.com]

*laughs* Forgive me, Mr. Saunders. I didn't mean to startle you.

I'm concerned about my *half a beat* children is all. They're running too far ahead and I'm afraid that when they fall...

Do you have children? You know what it's like...

[henchgal.livejournal.com]

Sir?

[Locked]

[dyingking.livejournal.com]

*the vaguest look of something like sorrow and when he looks up- stares at her for the longest time*

What do you know?

Re: [Locked]

[henchgal.livejournal.com]

*she pauses, frowning slightly*

About, sir?

[Locked]

[dyingking.livejournal.com]

The current...incident involving our Repo chief and his ah... resignation?

*a trained eye* Do you know about it?

[allforthechild.livejournal.com]

Rotti? Are you alright?

[dyingking.livejournal.com]

*sighs very quietly* ...thinking about long ago and far away.

[allforthechild.livejournal.com]

Is there anything I can do? *a light hand on his shoulder*

[written-truth.livejournal.com]

*from the doorway*

Mr. Largo?

I was to interview you for the piece on philanthopies in the new year?
But- if it's a bad time, I can always reschedule with your secretary..

[dyingking.livejournal.com]

No. Please. Enter. I was just...reminiscing.

*smiles* I'm afraid I didn't catch your name?

[written-truth.livejournal.com]

Of course,

I am Sarah Crawford,I write the human intrest pieces for Face and LA Journal.

I was just going to ask about an update of how GenCo has been working with the Zydrate addicts and the homeless center. Just a lot of fluff to give the public a posotive outlook on the new year.

[marylyns-murder.livejournal.com]

A message (http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk199/I_am_cedes/genterns.jpg):

Thanks dear for stopping contact with Chicago- I know it was you. When I get out.. this'll be a nice billboard outside of London and every other city- yes?

Love forever;

Julie.

[dyingking.livejournal.com]

[When he opens the message and examines the picture- he smiles.

One, because he's rather curious to know who she thinks owns the billboards and every major (and minor) city, town, hamlet in the world.

Two, two he wonders if she realizes that there's no one in the world who doesn't earn a paycheck signed by Rotti Largo. She really has no idea who she is dealing with if she thinks such pitiful threats will even cause him to hesitate.

And three, because the girl on the far left was a contortionist. ]

He sends no reply. Why would he?