Buji began commanding the camera crew as he walked away from the duo. You could see it in his eyes that he had a hint of annoyance especially when he stood a fair distance away while keeping the CEO and Lexie within his peripheral vision.

Guiding her to where he desired, Atemisk gently pushed her along away from the crowd of workers. A feeling of lust, whether it was for her or just simply power, could be felt in the air around him as the two moved away from back stage and to the corner of the curtains, giving them full view of their audience and the skies above.

Lexie looked over towards the scenes of chaos in the distance and prompted a question that was plaguing her mind, "What will we do about the rogue Cyborgel? But more importantly what has been going on lately?" Turning around and looking back at the crew she could see her manager had lost interest in what the two of them were up to, commanding workers to do all these little insignificant jobs. "Everything leading up to this. I cannot understand the death (of children), the blood, the desire for an angel to watch the world burn."

She stepped forward over to the edge of the curtain and placed her hand upon the giant material tassel, positioning herself where the young stage director had told her to be earlier. The material felt smooth and soft as she ran her fingers along the seams. She whispered "I guess you could say that I'm becoming too human. Twenty years and I have forgotten what home was truly like."

Lexie rested her arms upon the rope and attempted to guess which of the workers were human, and which were disguises. A feat that she remembered she could complete effortlessly a lifetime ago.