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[Edward Nygma is in the mayor’s office, sitting in the mayor’s chair. Mitchell’s usual desk tag is conspicuously missing from the view of the camera. He broadcasts this breaking news to the Network first, and so far there has not been any media coverage coming from City Hall.

Eddie leans forward towards the camera just a touch.]

Mitchell Hundred is missing. Contact was initially attempted sixty-eight minutes ago and has been consistent ever since. He has yet to respond to any attempt of communication. I don’t need to tell you, Network, how highly unorthodox such behavior is for Mayor Hundred, and logically we are treating this as an emergency. We’ve yet to acquire substantial, palpable evidence indicating a port-out or a kidnapping, but the fact that any effort to contact him has thus failed rather suggests harrowing possibilities. We must now resort to more dramatic maneuvers.

The available details are as follows: at four-twenty this afternoon, Mitchell had suffered from a minor concussion while overseeing reconstruction in Times Square. He was briefly hospitalized and then returned to Gracie Manor shortly after his release. His last contact was made at Gracie Manor. He is now physically missing from Gracie Manor.

[Eddie inclines his head slightly, his eyes never leaving the camera view. He draws back his shoulders.]

With a heavy heart, I must now resume the responsibility of acting Mayor until our efforts to retrieve Mitchell Hundred are fulfilled.

[And then he smirks.]

Mayor Nygma, signing off.

ooc || in reference to this plot.

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I could be, if you were to aspire beyond your current resources. But I have very little in common with Charles Xavier, at least when it comes to philosophy, he and I will not align there.

You are, as you said, a boy and inevitably you have much to learn. But the reason, the very important reason that I'm even discussing this with you is because you are capable of learning. Much like Eridan is, you are capable of being so much more than a mere reaction to societal restraints.

I cannot say that about everyone, sad as it is.

Same nagginess. Next you'll go bald.

And, I don't like it when people try to super impose their personal agendas onto me. I live my own life and for my own beliefs. Still doesn't mean I'm not going to get into your head. You have a secret. I know it.

Perish the thought.

You know it. You would know it, you have abilities that other do not. I can do very little for you if I'm in fear of that, Quentin.

And, let's face it, as I stand I can do quite a lot for you.

[He stops to consider.]

Go on, baldy.

I have considerable power, here. You have considerable potential.

[A beat.]

Surely you know, Quentin, the most effective way to encourage change is to change it from within?

All the more reason to read into your mind, baldy.

Perhaps. But that comes with consequence, now doesn't it? If I have optimistic stake in you, I won't be so easily trying to screw you over, now will I?

Doesn't mean you're not going to screw me over anyways.

True, the possibility exists. But it possesses a low probability.

In other words, you have very good odds.

They're equal in probability until proven otherwise. I mean, statistically speaking, blind trust in facts without proof usually gets you fucked over. And only arguing that you have me in your best interests is equally suspicious.

If you consider them all equal in probability, the statistically you're not examining the influential variables. You can't call an outlier accurate data.

[There's a pause.]

It would be rude of me to demand an answer so soon. Think the offer over.

Granted, variables will change the probability but, you understand my point. You can't trust either option without proof. Say, you say the building I'm in is on fire. I can choose not to believe you because my surroundings aren't on fire or, in panic, I can believe you and leave. Now, let's say the building isn't on fire. If I'd stayed in my room, I would have been smart, however, If I'd left my room I could have been foolishly lead into a trap.

Now let's reverse that and say the building is on fire. Staying inside lead me to being burned alive. And leaving meant my safety. Both, can be varied in how I react. If you're prone to yelling fire in public, I might not believe you. Whereas if you were a firefighter, I might be more inclined to believe you.

Variables matter but, without variables, the probabilities remain the same for either situation because I don't know your reasoning. Well, I could learn it, but you get the point.

[He clears his throat.]

You never did say what you were offering exactly. Spill it, Baldy or I'm going to worm it out of you.

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