i am a cage in search of a bird

[crocodiline]

[ The figure inside the frosted glass snaps her fingers, and the glass falls away, sliding into grooves in the ground below. Inside, behind additional bulletproof glass, sits a woman, legs up on a transparent glass desk, absentmindedly petting a... whatever this thing is.

Say hello to your mastermind, everyone! ]

Hey there, everyone. Nice to talk to you in person - my name is Cipher, welcome to my city. Sorry I took so long to show up in person. No need to get up on my account - how about we talk business?

[ Let's drive. ]

Comments

[visiblepattern]

Oh, certainly not, but she doesn't need to be destroyed any more thoroughly than that hairstyle is managing already...

[capreelcious]

[ Yeah, he's cracking up now. ]

[howveryglib]

Well, I am certain she had all the barbers put to the sword, so that is as good an answer as any…

[specialyellthing]

They had it comin'. Eesh.

[howveryglib]

Oh, no, I presume this… unflattering accident myst be a consequence of that, because otherwise…

[visiblepattern]

I'm sincerely hoping it's an accident, but the longer I look at it, the more I find myself doubting.

[inaclearing]

It's just so......even.

[In other words....on purpose???]

[howveryglib]

How... very unfortunate.