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Reading the text, his smile fell, then quirked slightly at the corner of his lips, before vanishing again. All as planned.

[i]Tap, tap tap tap, tap tap, tap. Pause. Tap tap[/i].

He began relaying messages through his network of thralls. Investigate, keep an eye on the cameras and report. Report suspicious activity from staff or civilians. Report anyone paying too much attention to certain groups—those around the Jacks—and the Jacks themselves. Additionally he reinforced a set of directives set in place to never rat him or the Jacks out. These he'd programmed deepest into the psyche of his thralls. It would take [i]a lot[/i] to out them. He'd even instructed them to lie about what comedians they went out to see, varrying things so even that was hard to connect to him. Anything to obscure the path, but enough of that, he had a job to do.

He activated his bluetooth.

[color=#357302][b]"Blucifer's been blown up. Flights cancelled or grounded for search. Cause unknown. Trying to figure out what the fuss is."[/b][/color] He didn't say it too seriously, no more seriously than someone having a casual conversation on the phone. His team would understand, but those around would think little of it, if anything.

Updates began coming in from his thralls. Flights truly were being cancelled and grounded. No one had been informed just yet. Clearly a security measure, something to reduce panic. With something like this, he wanted to know if they called in cape assistance or—....

Perhaps there were capes already on scene other than them?

[color=#357302][b]"We might have some other brainiacs on scene. With security and the airport. Unsure."[/b][/color]

He left the bluetooth connection open, but muted so they couldn't hear his surroundings. He began tapping again, sending messages to the highest ranking thralls in his bunch, trying to go up the chain of command to locate any thinkers on scene. He wanted to see of they could use them...even if he couldn't control them.

He wanted to know what their reads were. He wanted information and he wanted it [i]yesterday[/i].

[color=#357302][b]"Besides you Hunter, stay packed up. You don't need anything in your carry-ons yet."[/b][/color] He said it, implying they shouldn't gear up just yet. He took his own advice, making a note of the various drop off points he had his gear delivered to. He didn't have one, because he wasn't sure where the threat would come from, but he didn't want to have to make a huge detour just to arm himself. He wanted it to be on the way.

Hopefully his careful planning would pay off.