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Good afternoon, imports. [ Oh hey, it's the mayor dressed back in a suit, and looking about as professional as usual. He has a grim smile on his face, and the comm is obviously placed on his mayoral desk, Mitchell on the other side. ]

I know it's been a very interesting two weeks, and I'm very sorry for my lack of presence. Unfortunately, it seems I'm just as human as anyone else, and found myself out of comission. I'm happy to say that as of today, I'm back in the Mayor's seat, and I'm proud of the way the City administration came together in a time when things weren't so certain. Each of the members of City Hall were exemplary during the past few weeks, and I think we can all agree that it's a godsend that I have so many talented and brilliant people here in City Hall.

[ He shuffles then, and looks down at his papers. ]

And while I know it's April Fools, there's something serious I need to address. Recently information came out about the police force. I'm disheartened to say that the force acted outside of the law in response to certain crises, and while I have always supported the police force, and hoped that they would always act with decorum, we're making sure that a full investigation is acted out over the next few weeks. Nobody should fear the cops, and I hope that most in the city will agree with me that the charges of torture are inexcusable. If they prove true, we will begin a closer look at the force, and begin implementing measures to ensure that there's greater oversight for not just the members of the police force, but also for the good of the City itself.

If anyone does have any information, I urge them to speak up about it. Any information can bring a speedy conclusion to this problem, and we can get the right people to the police force.

[ He pauses, still grim, before starting to reach out to the grab the comm, but there's a shift, and while reached out, Mitchell isn't in his suit anymore, he's in a really goofy getup. Helmet, jetpack, and all. He stops, looking at his hand, mouth opening, before: ]

Motherfu--

COMMUNICATOR, OFF.

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[ Holy shit this kid is psycho ]

We all have all-powerful friends, kid. That's nothing new, we're living in the City. What you should worry about is who has the more powerful friends, or even worse, who has more than you on their own.

mine are just a couple a fuckin tiers higher than evverybody elses
and they dont make friends easy
i heavvily favvor the omniscient type

[EDDIE HAS THE BEST TASTE IN WARDS OBV]

[ OH HE HAS AN IDEA NOW ]

Well there aren't too many gods around here, you know. Now if you're talking about the Endless, you should know that I know a lot more about them than you do.

Really.

[A SWITCH TO VOICE, JUST TO DRAWL THAT.]

Do glubbin' tell.

[ He tsks ]

What, and share my knowledge with you? I don't think so.

I could always ask Quen to just strip it outta your skull, if you'd rather.

What, you want to waste Quentin's time with trying to figure out my comic book knowledge?

That's just sad.

Considerin' the utter fuckin' domination bein' friendly with an Endless offers, yeah. Figure it's a good use a time.

[an audible shrug!! and then a super thoughtful pause.]

Comic books, huh.

You ewer read what Ed was in?

[ HE is not saying anything about his own relationship with Desire. That's just not going to be said or touched on. ]

Sorry, comic books are completely confidential. I'm in a city filled with people from them, and that means I know how to be discreet.

[WITH SUSPICIOUS UNDERSTANDING AND SWEETNESS:]

Right. A course, Mitch.

After all, you know the history a all these dangerous psychotic type a folk runnin' about murderin' each other here. If that got out, whale -

[SHRUG!!]

I wouldn't be surprised if they'd straight out slit the fuckin' tongue outta your head, all to keep you from makin' incriminatin' bubbly fuckin' fishnoises about what they done.

Huh.

Me? Oh no, I've only read the indie comics. These big guys I don't know shit about. [ oh what a bald-faced lie ]

You ain't fuckin' hip enough for the indie shit.

I can tell.

[insulting his hipster pride tbh]

You're joking!

I've been reading Starman since the beginning, you can't tell me that's not indie!

Okay what the fuck ewer.

Point is, I know you're lyin' to me.

About what, comics? Why would I lie about that?

I think you got the skinny on Ed before he got here.

And as his moirail, ward, fuckin' platonic soulmate an' all those other pretty terms, I deserwe to know.

Obwiously.

An' you can throw in the shit about Des too, considerin' it's basically treatin' me like family these days.