The Bear's Cave - Sedona Station, Baffin (Formerly Freeport 14, Yukon)

[Zelot]

Ze'ev walked into the bar, if one could call it that. Looked around at the odd, drugged out clientele and made his way for a table in the corner. Sitting down, he began to wait.

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[Euca]

The Listener entered the bar of misfits and drug addicts. A disgusting smell swept over the bar and the general feeling of disorder stung at the back of his mind.

He studied the bar and the picture of the man he was to meet. Hr had spotted him sitting at the Corner Table. Dressed in his grey robes and Commune marked clay mask, he approached the table, placing his hand on the many people's heads and prayed for their 'liberation'.

He took out a seat and sat down, his masked eyes staring straight into Ze'ev's.

"Ze'ev Barak, yes?" he said, his hands tucked into the other's sleeve.

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[Zelot]

"Yes. And you are?"

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[Euca]

"Simply put, I'm the Listener of the Commune and I've been tasked with asking you about a certain... entity." He produces a not from his robes, revealing a note. "I'm after information about the thing that has been labelled on this note." He slides the note across the table to Ze'ev. It reads:

The Architect of Armageddon

He leans back slightly as the note is passed across the table and awaits the Farmer's response.

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[Zelot]

Ze'ev looked at the card and a look of anger crossed his face.

"Did you bring me here to play word games? Have you really brought me here for this waste of time? What is this?"

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[Euca]

The Listener sat silenced for a moment, taking in what Ze'ev had said.

"I've been informed by a certain source that you've encountered this being. It's important that I learn about said creature for a greater cause. Now, I'll ask you again, do you know about the being that has been written on that card?"

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[Zelot]

Ze'ev balled up the note and tossed it on the floor.

"Sir, I am not a man you want to trifle with, if you want to say something, say it, otherwise, I will say good day sir, and you won't speak with me again.

Ze'ev looked at the other man, stood up and turn to the door.

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[Euca]

The Listener took a moment to tally up the facts and whether Ze'ev was telling the truth. Before the man walked out the door, he called to him:

"Mr Barak, if there's something you're not including here, it'd be best to tell me now rather than when the Angels are tearing it from your mind. I am willing talk, if you are willing to keep a secret."

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[Zelot]

Ze'ev turned around, a look of rage on his face. He quickly walked over to the man and grabbed him by the throat.

"You called me here, if you have something to say, say it. Do not act as though I called you for help. It was you who called. If you want something, say it, don't threaten me, don't play games with me."

Ze'ev threw the man back into his seat, letting go of his throat.

"Last chance, what do you want?"

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[Euca]

The Listener took a moment to rub his neck, easing the pain that worked there. He hesitated for a moment, before revealing the situation to the angry Farmer.

"The entity that I mentioned is a being that is producing a large amount of cyborgs, or Artificial Life and wishes to use said cyborgs to put an end to the organization I affiliate myself with, and on a larger scale, humanity. I was told by a higher up that you have encountered said being and survived. I simply want to know if this is true."

And with that, the Listener took a breath and watched from behind the safety of his mask, waiting for an answer to materialize.

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