Wherein Lies Continue (Reggie/Dido)

[Adrian Kilvayne]

THOU SHALT NOT:
Kill your Fathers - Destroy another Life
Question everything we clung to for years
Live Forever - Design a Better Death
Confuse a liar with a savior from fear.

Adrian had been communicating with her as he had many other key pieces of his scheme over these many months of meticulous planning. The power of the Internet, and some well developed hacking skills had rendered their correspondence untraceable and absolutely anonymous. Reggie Sawyer, or Dido Moncrieffe, as she was to Adrian, provided so much critical intelligence and analysis for Adrian, and now the eve of the Revolution was at hand. They had fought a battle in this place before, and here was where Dido and Reggie became entangled in their fates, though they did not know it then. They may have hardly grasped it now, and even Adrian knew there were great mysteries involved still as yet unsolved.

Nonetheless, they had a job to do. Alexander Kilvayne had joined Adrian for this task. Some time ago, the uncle Adrian never knew approached him for a conversation about the possible combination of their abilities for a larger purpose. What he was meaning at the time was now clear, as Adrian and Alexander were able to merge into one being through the use of their aqueous form. And in so doing, Adrian would be wearing the mask of a respected member of society, an upstanding, squeaky clean citizen. Best cover ever. The hotel he was able to get was amazing, and it was on the patriarch's dime, no less.

He strode through the lobby, and smiled at the concierge warmly. Behind him, bellhops attended to his luggage. This was the life, a fancy hotel in the nation's capitol, and the culmination of lonely hours befriending a diverse network of psychopaths and extremists just to make one day of mayhem stand out in the history books for all time to come. And at the same time that a major court case was about to tear the nation apart at the seams. Good times.

When Adrian and Alexander smiled again, it was nothing but a friendly greeting to all the world's eyes.

" Excuse me, young man," Alexander's voice intoned, " I am Dr. Kivayne to check in for my reserved room...the penthouse suite, I believe it was."

"Yes, room 909, as it happens," the man said, in a manner that suggested he was used to working to serve the elites and aristocracy on a daily basis, "Here's your key."

"Set one aside for someone who will be along shortly," Adrian and Alexander requested. " You should recognize her readily when she approaches, but do not draw attention to her presence or call her by name if you do. Be discreet."

They then placed a rather large stack of currency on the counter, bound in a rubber band. It was seemingly composed solely of hundred dollar bills. The attendant was not accustomed to such a large tip, it seemed. Alexander and Adrian smiled, seeing that the man would comply with their request.

When they arrived the room, they separated, and locked the door. After the Adrian finished dressing with the clothing in the luggage, he pulled out a laptop and a number of other devices. They appeared to be broadcasting and filming equipment. Alexander and Adrian knew the purpose as they worked to set things up. When they were finished, they waited for the door to open...

[Reggie Sawyer]

Welcome to your life
There’s no turning back
Even while we sleep
We will find you/

It was hard to explain. Most of the time, she was Reggie Sawyer, the loving, extroverted young woman who loved to learn and play. She was and felt normal; she knew she didn’t have split personalities. There were just times that she felt like getting out of the house and doing something… fun. Unusual. Duringt those times, her family never saw her, or knew where she was.

What she did not know was that these urges belonged to the consciousness of Dido Moncrieffe. Dido had been a member of the Rogue Society, very briefly, and had taken part in the attempt on Washington - ironically. She had met the woman once, but she did not remember that. Sometimes the thoughts that belonged to her actually belonged to Dido, and that led to sudden bursts of spontaneity.One of those spurts had led her past Secret Service and to a hotel. A receptionist handed her a key, and she went up to the penthouse.

She tried the door and found that it was locked, but tried her key. Upon pushing the door open, she found two men there, one of which she recognized as Adrian through Dido’s recollections and from the standoff with Eliza, and another, an older gentleman. Looking around, she saw much electrical equipment… and video cameras. Even Dido’s thoughts made her wary of that.

“What exactly is the plan here?” The voice was Reggie’s, but the tone was Dido’s. Reggie’s arms were firmly crossed across her chest, but that did not mean she could not blast these two men into outer space if she did not like their suggestions.

Words: 276.
Attire: Too tired to find one. Maybe later.
Lyrics: Lorde, “Everybody Wants To Rule The World.”
Comments: Tired.l

[Adrian Kilvayne]

Create a Myth and Separate the Chosen Ones
Adolescent Independence- Dominion
I only wanna believe in fuckin' anything
But now my conscience is contradicting everything

“What exactly is the plan here?"

Adrian smiled. The plan was her first inquiry. Good. That meant the business at hand was going to be treated with the respect it deserved. This was a revolution, after all. One would even say it was a war. Alexander was not going to be saying much, as his role was already fulfilled. This was Adrian's gig ultimately. Lucius, Alexander and the family were just giving him a hand with making it happen. A small bit of help here and there, and no one knew about it. Well, Reggie and Dido did now, but the Kilvayne men knew the two ladies would be able to keep that to themselves. Well, Dido would, anyway. Reggie was an unknown variable still. Alexander had an ace in the hole, in the event he were implicated in wrongdoing. At this moment his wife was making a public appearance in his form. An alibi airtight. They had even procured an actress to impersonate Victoria herself.

"The plan is to flick all the dominoes I have been setting up for months," Adrian said, with a lack of concern for the cryptic nature of the statement. He intended to elaborate, anyway. " I have people all around the world, and most in this country, ready to cause mayhem when I send out the word. A massive electronic battle cry as it happens."


Adrian went around the room, turning the devices on. The monitor of his computer soon had several windows up. He beckoned Dido and Reggie to come look at the screen, so he could explain in detail.

"I have been hacking into satellite and weapon systems, making friends with terrorist cells, and setting up jail breaks at maximum security prisons all over the country," Adrian explained, " I plan to unleash mayhem on this world. Your help has been most appreciated, in the time since we established contact. This is all to be done in stages, of course. Remotely, and without any risks incurred on you and I."

Adrian paused for a moment. Things had changed in how he approached his objectives since losing his powers, his time at Jung, and the Battle of DC. His intentions had remained the same, but he had...evolved. He learned to savor it.


"We were much bolder with the DC attack last year, but we accomplished very little. Since then I have learned the value of the slow burn. The building crescendo. I have had a great teacher, as it happens."

Alexander nodded, and smiled, " You were an interesting pupil, Adrian.

"The first thing is riots," Adrian said, "Unfortunately, there will probably be so many in the coming months that the ones I prepared might not be noticed. "

[Reggie Sawyer]

So the setup was not what Reggie had expected. Good. Because if it had been, she would have told Adrian exactly where he could shove it. She wasn’t into the whole sextape thing.

Once the monitors lit up, though, she started to see where things were going.

The main part of Reggie was horrified. This madness had to be stopped! But Dido’s thoughts were leading her otherwise. This was a good thing. There was one question, however… “Great. How exactly do I fit into this?”