[The recording clicks on and Ken's voice is heard in the bg, as if he's turned away, speaking to someone else.]

--et them inside. Now.

[A beat as Ken takes a breath and turns to speak into the communicator, cool as ever.]

The mutilated corpse of the man known as Dean Winchester is on our front stairs.
Orders?

[His voice lowers to a classified information hush.]

...there...is some evidence on the body which may implicate the president. May I remove it?

The quick brown fox jumped
over the lazy dog

...

Valentine, you have your orders.

Cissnei, Rod. We are taking up compass formation posts around the church. A distraction will be provided. Wait for the sign before entering or using your weapons. Elena's safe recovery is top priority.

Elena. Report.

The strong heart waivers
Grief weighs heavy the hammer
Of divine justice

This is what it comes down to.
This.

President...I warned you.

Wind is not like this.
Cold for sun, snow for warm sand
A dream of days gone

The fog spread quickly
Hiding my springtime flowers
Where, my summer house?

Like lily petals
Your white shoulders in my arms
Bruise so easily

...

Where is this?

What happened here...is clearly the work of AVALANCHE.

Come, noble rebels. If you have not had your fill, taste my blade again.


[ooc: Meet Ken 20 years or so ago, give or take. He just slaughtered 40 people to save his boyfriend, but he hasn't yet been apprehended by the law.]

Jack...
Sheik...

I wonder if you are free.

The President is secure.

So close yet so far
The sun chases the lone moon
To express his love

Trickling over
Cool rain on a summer's day
Music from heaven

Sirs:

Have you seen the claim regarding Elena's Jenova cells?
How should I proceed?

Icicles shining
The hot desert sun wonders
Quickening water