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[@Spiffy]

How quaint, like pirates it seemed the rebels of society had a little meeting to talk among themselves. Like an illusion of peace among each other, he wondered what each were thinking internally. It was never what you saw on the surface that you had to consider, but what was in the inside. The weakest part of an individual was often their mind and the demons that they held in the closet. It just took the right kind of cunning to twist that into a weapon of some sort. Still he was here because Swarm suggested it and furthermore, he was here to get Reflections on the map or at least on their radar. Radar or not he’d keep quiet, listening to the words bounce back and forth. Clearly decision making was none of their strong suits, it didn’t seem like anyone had a solid planned, just agreed on a few issues. 

‘For the record,’ he said, barely loud enough to be heard to the full width of the bar, ‘and as the field leader of the Jacks, I fully intend to do what I can to eliminate Patriarch as a threat, as permanently as is necessary.’

It struck out like an instrument out of tune with the others. Just one key off from the other. Violence had always been a way to cause attention. Sometimes unwanted attention that through an unnecessary sense of balance off balance. Affliction moved his head to the side to address the individual, but more the room. He wondered if he’d be heard in this crowded, and yet seemingly isolated little world they were in right now.

“Violence tends to bring unnecessary consequences,” Affliction replies, his voice still, and calm, devoid of the usual rally a villain would have. He stacks his hand above each other, “In the hierarchy of things, it’s better to take things on in it’s structural pillars. Every foundation has a base that which it stands on. Taking down those pillars.” he uses his hands to create crumbling in the air, “Usually takes a structure down without outing oneself.”

He nods his head respectfully to the individual and the group. It’s best to keep oneself as polite as he could right now. Fading back into the background again listening to others speak, he wondered if he had any purpose in this world. It after all was a town they associated with. A town they were familiar with. Something they claimed. Though eventually it was something he would reclaim in the future. For now it was better to get on the good side to create his own pillars. 

Then another brought up Vials into the trial. Again this an interesting tool to bring up speculation.

"Reflections will help bring this community trash down in exchange for a number of these vials of our choice."

Arturo stares at Swarm. He hadn’t bothered to learn all the names in this one man, not yet. He knew they were there, due to a conversation they had. Though that was a bold claim to make. How powerful did Swarm assume he was? Or how powerful did he assume Reflections was? They only had the three. Though Victor started to take things more seriously at the clinic. He bit his lip.

Very well, no sense of undermining Swarm. It look like poor direction coming from their organization or their group. He didn’t like the idea of converting others to something they were not. Didn’t mix well with his morality, however, he’d let it slide. And see what he could do it with it. Perhaps ask Victor about it later.

“Yes, send us a target and surely you’ll know it is us, we might even have a plan in the works to swap the power dynamics,” Affliction adds, nodding his head assuredly, but remaining still, calm, and keeping his voice at an even tone.