#omnius asks

He opened the door with hesitance, expecting there to be another flock of birds that some mysterious strange would drop on his lawn. This was quite obviously not what he laid eyes upon.

The red stain on the lusus' paws was concerning. Too bright to be rust. His own lusus hissed in the background.

"A lost mutt, hm? I might have some kibble in the back. Some bandages, too."

What do you know about him, if anything?

Glad to see you still around my teal brother, like damn, you vanished. Also…where is your weird hood thingy? i mean, nice suit, where can i get one!! i wanna be fresh and ☧osh, too!

"...."

He shouldn't be surprised that a pawn would step out of line. Hackers, spies, they were the hardest to reign; they thought the world was at their fingertips. No, that world was not theirs to own. Asaego learned of his true identity, somehow. Omnius didn't want his hands getting dirty after such a chain of success these past few nights. He would have to phone another connection later to make sure Asaego keeps silent-- whether or not the silence should be permanent is another question.

For now, keep the facade up.

>It's from Lysander

Heya mother fuckerr haven't heard anythin' from ya in awhile, ya good? Ah got a little update on our fun lil' side project apprently an old friend of mine is gettin involved too, maybe we can kill two little rats with one stone :0)

Omnius was nursing a headache when his phone lit up with a familiar name. Curiously, he read over the message, then sighed, unsure if he was in the mood. This better be good.