RED ALERT [text]

[conniemaheswaran]

Guys, I hate to bring down the mood, but we have a HUGE problem. Riku—you know, one of the very first trainers to arrive here, Aurora Leaguer, exceptionally powerful—that Riku apparently knows all about our operations in the Radio Tower. He's been keeping quiet about it, but with our increased activity and the organization of the Pokémon Guardian Corps there's a serious possibility he'll be conducting a raid in the future. He even mentioned it in a conversation with me, here's the proof.

[A video file containing a private conversation between Riku and Connie is attached.]

Everybody there, please please please PLEASE be careful (looking at you, Tio Steven) and see if you can't persuade the admins to move house or at least set up some countermeasures. This is bad news.

Comments

[amaure]

Somehow I am not at all surprised you would miscalculate so poorly. If only such a lesson was truly learned, for here you are suggesting young Osomatsu offer to pilot that which he clearly would have no proper training for, nor know aught about. There is being helpful, and then there is being desperate to seem helpful.

Mayhap you will learn the difference betwixt the two eventually.

[fingersandteeth]

I'm sorry. Suggesting he help you was *obviously* the wrong idea and I won't do it again.

[It's a good thing that Steven doesn't know about the heist you and Tyler failed to pull or he'd have a lot of words for you right now, starting with 'hypocrite.']

[amaure]

[To be fair, that one didn't get to start and we're still waiting for a response back, anyway...]

See that you do.

Suggesting someone unqualified assist in aught well beyond their ken is indeed foolish. While I will need to train any whom might wish to assist me, the best students will be those skilled with robotics and operating complex machinery already. Enthusiasm and a thirst for praise does not make one a competent nor promising pilot.

Not just anyone can wield the marvel that is magitek, Steven.

[fingersandteeth]

[Yeah, what you really want are brainwashed summoners.]

Noted.

[amaure]

[Nah, they make the summoners, and then they kill them. Much more efficient and a lot less time consuming than brainwashing!]

Good.

Now, if you find anyone whom might be a better candidate, I will not mind them being sent my way, though I have my doubts you qualify to make such a distinction. Nevertheless, I do indeed need potential pilots, for I can little operate them all by my lonesome.

[fingersandteeth]

Possibly you'll want to advertise for that yourself once you get closer to building them.

[amaure]

Oh, worry not, I shall.

However, little did I wish to pass over what usefulness you may yet hold, particularly when you are ever so eager to be helpful--or appear as such, at the very least. Considering it an act of good faith in the spirit of our little treaty.

[fingersandteeth]

You mean the letter, right?

[Because taking every opportunity to be verbally nasty to Steven sure didn't feel like abiding by the spirit of it to him.]

[amaure]

Indeed.

Before, I would not entertain the thought of allowing you to assist me in any way, but as you can see, change has been made.

[That's...that's what he's calling this.]

[fingersandteeth]

That's nice, Emet-Selch.

[amaure]

[He was going to leave this well enough alone, but nope. He just got a message from Hythlodaeus.]

Really. You could not speak to me about it yourself you needed to rely upon a courier of sorts? Come now, Steven. Do you not feel you can speak with me candidly?

Even after how close we've become through all of this nonsense? Oh, you wound me, sir.

[fingersandteeth]

He said you were flirting with me, Emet-Selch. I didn't want to embarrass us both by directly spurning your advances.

[amaure]

And you believed him? Well, it is not I who should feel embarrassed here, I hope you realize.

[fingersandteeth]

No, that would require you to have a sense of shame.

[amaure]

Oh, I do have shame, but only where it matters. And his misdirecting you is not where it does.

[fingersandteeth]

For all I knew, maybe Amaurot practiced troll romance.

[amaure]

You very clearly wish for me to ask about troll romance, but isn't it just the oddest thing? I find myself utterly uninspired to inquire about such a topic.

Nevertheless, you flatter yourself with entertaining such a notion, even at his suggestion.

[fingersandteeth]

That's nice, Emet-Selch.

[amaure]

Well, it would seem your impersonation of a broken record is indeed flawless. Truly a merit to be proud of. As such, I do suppose I should leave you to your practice of such a performance, for I am certain there are others who might benefit from its simplicity than I.

[And then he swaps this part to private:]

But before I do, a piece of advice: use not our mutual friend to deliver the messages you are too cowardly to say to me. It will be better for him in the long run. That is if you truly do care about him

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[fingersandteeth]

That message wasn't really *meant* to actually go to you, Emet-Selch. I temporarily forgot that if Hythlodaeus says something provoking about someone else's actions and you say to him in reply 'well, you can tell so-and-so such-and-such,' he really *will* tell so-and-so such-and-such out of the sheer glee of trolling.

Believe me, I'll remember that in the future.

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[amaure]

Good, see that you do. With that, I take my leave.