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8. Wildcat (public video)
Aug. 24th, 2013 11:41 pm[About an hour and a half after the conclusion of this thread, the Emperor's communicator turns on. In the stark light and deep shadows of the floodlights in the engine room, he sits surrounded by parts and tools. He's drenched in blood, and his clothes are rent in a few places, although there are no visible wounds. He is utterly, preternaturally still, not as though he is controlling himself, but simply as though there is nothing in him with intent to move. His eyes are not quite vacant, but very, very distant. After a long pause, he takes a breath - his first, so far in the message - and uses it to speak, in a soft impassive tone.]
Victor Creed came here some time ago. He killed Barbara Gordon and ourself.
[He seems to go very far away again. Then, without bothering to turn the communicator off, he returns to his work.]
Victor Creed came here some time ago. He killed Barbara Gordon and ourself.
[He seems to go very far away again. Then, without bothering to turn the communicator off, he returns to his work.]
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