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[i]Screeeeeeeech-CRASH!

LOOK OUT!

-really mean it, if there's even a single onion on that burger, I'll-

Break break break breakdance!

Stupid pikachu, just get in the damn ball!

A friendly word of advice, however. You may wish to hold your tongue around your betters - especially in Allston. I have better things to do than informing the higher-ups that one of their Thinkers had been turned into a fine, red mist.[/i]

Collin would have smiled, if he had a mouth. Hugo Maxwell just didn't get it. He never did. He might not ever. Oh well. That wasn't Collin's problem. Yet it could be his opportunity. Nevertheless, the thinker stood up, then guided himself out the door of the building using a cane. His power provided him unprecedented environmental awareness to be sure, but it didn't operate the same was as echolocation. If an object didn't make sound, it was invisible to him.

"Mr. Puppet, I would sincerely like to know how you would even accomplish such a thing. We've never met face to face, you still do not know what I look like, my identity, or have any way to locate me. It would be impossible to discover your target in the Anonymous crowd, would it not? I have never broken my number one rule: never ever meet the client. And that is what you and your organization are to me, Mr. Puppet. Clients. Please do not speak as though you own me. I am now as I've ever been, an independent force in Boston. It is out of professional courtesy that your own secrets have not been provided to the highest bidder. Specifically because you [i]are[/i] my highest bidder. I have no betters, Mr. Puppet. Everyone is equal in my eyes." Collin allowed himself to chuckle, silently, at his own joke. Even if he had allowed Maxwell to hear the laughter, the man wouldn't be able to tell what exactly was so humorous. 

[i]Is that a mirror in your pants, or are you just happy to- Stop, that line has never worked. Ever. Go fuck yourself.

A whole new woooorld! A new fantastic point of view!

You catch the Lakers game? Oomph, man, they really need to work on that defense.

Sure thing, портной, see you around.[/i]

"Continue business as usual, boss," the thinker said, using a respectful term for the first time in their entire interaction. "I will be listening, and I will join your 'babysitters' the same way I always do. Anonymously."

With that, Collin ceased his discussion with Hugo Maxwell, sliding into the back seat of an expensive car. Once inside, he secured his seatbelt, then continued his widdling project. It took time and dedication to carve using only touch and sound, but he had become quite familiar with the activity. "We're not leaving yet, Marco," he spoke, projecting the words to his [url=https://pre00.deviantart.net/81f0/th/pre/f/2010/261/a/2/uncharted_2_by_patryk_garrett-d2yzfzw.jpg]personal assistant[/url] already in the driver seat.

"No prob, boss man. Just let me know when and where to go."

"Don't worry, my faithful employee. I will... As soon as Hugo gets his head out of his ass."