favoritetraitor: (slight smile)
As some of you may know, the ARTEMIS Organization has been working on reproducing a form of Blood Tablet that had been available in Mr. Kuran's world. After much work, I’ve developed what I believe to be an accurate duplicate of these tablets, but I would like to ask for any volunteers to give their opinion of the finished product. And of course, I will honor any requests for anonymity should you wish it. Would anyone be interested in joining this study?

I assure you, it has been thoroughly tested and is quite safe for consumption.

[Private voice to Marishka]
Marishka... I wish to see you are you available this evening?

I want ... please let me know.

[ARTEMIS FILTER]
To those of you that were working on that side project concerning the network... I've decided to suspend any more resources on this project. Of course, I'll pay for your time up to this point, and I'll consider you for any further project that might best utilize your skills... Thank you for your efforts~


[ooc: Blood tablet production mod ok'd.]
favoritetraitor: (Default)
[Accidental Video]

[Solomon enters the room, his footsteps light as he makes his way over to the network device on the table. All of his attention is on the object in his hands, and his voice is soft, carrying an undertone of amusement in it.]

I suppose... I should 'thank' those hunters that drove her into my life after all... Marishka... do you even know how happy I am that you're living with me right now? What would have become of me otherwise?

[He sits, pulling a sparkling golden pendant up into the air, watching it intently as it spins in front of his eyes for a moment before spotting the little red light that signifies he's being recorded. Sighing, he turns his attention to the voyeuristic crowd.]

... honestly. Can't a man have some privacy in his own home? .........................................

Oh, very well... if you must.  Marishka... I have something for you. A gift.
favoritetraitor: (slight smile)
The ARTEMIS Organization is currently seeking to fill our ranks with new talent. Devoted to the eradication of the City curses, and solving the other mysteries of this place, the ARTEMIS Organization was formed with the single minded goal of freeing the chains that bind us here.

Applicants are expected to have experience in the Administrative, Archival, Medical, Scientific, Magical, Mechanical or Investigative areas. (Although we are always willing to consider other talents...)

Of special note, I'm interested in speaking to any person with extensive computer skills for a small project I'm considering right now. Interested parties for either temporary or permanent work, please contact me.

[ooc: Mod approved mini plot to hire hackers to take down the net->which will fail<-, otherwise its business as usual and seeking new members for the Organization!]
favoritetraitor: (determined)
[ARTEMIS FILTER//unhackable]~ *functioning normally*
I regret to inform everyone that we've lost one of our long standing members, Dr. Jezebel Disraeli. I'd suspected that something wasn't right, and today I found his picture hanging in the Hall of the Missing. For those who were not aware of his great contributions and role in ARTEMIS, I feel the need to say... that our organization suffers a tremendous blow this day.

Due to this, I will be taking a much more active position in ARTEMIS, and shifting work around to accommodate the positions that we are currently missing.

If you've had any outstanding projects with the doctor, please speak with me at your earliest convenience. Also, I request for someone to volunteer to recruit for new candidates.

Come to me if you have any concerns or questions, and I'll be happy to speak with you.

[Private to Xemnas]

Mr. Xemnas, I would speak with you as soon as you are able. This business will not wait.

[ooc: Due to the seriousness of this topic, I'd prefer to have all ARTEMIS FILTERS functioning as normal (not affected by the curse). After all, our whiz kid Artemis Fowl put uber encryption voodoo on ARTEMIS to prevent such things. All hail Artemis! Good job, kid.
We'll miss you Chelle!!!<3]

favoritetraitor: (surprise)
I think I've been robbed...

[Private to Lilith Sahl]
I've been informed that you have all my patients records now. Might I ask why you took them? Has my work been unsatisfactory?

[Private to the ARTEMIS Organization]
It seems as if someone saw fit to take all my notes and records concerning the Organization. Would anyone care to confess to this? There are other things missing... but these notes concern me the most.


[ooc: The Shugo Chara! Plot draws to a close... leaving behind a somewhat confused Chevalier. By the time of this post he's realized something is amiss, things at his apartment have been altered, possessions missing. (His last memory is of going to get paperwork at the hospital, and so he continued to go get it, not realizing that he's missing nearly a week of his life.) All of his patients and hospital records have by this time been handed over to Lilith. And sadly, any ARTEMIS work he'd had in his possession are missing (by his own hand). He'll have no memories of anything that he did or said during this time.]
favoritetraitor: (surprised)
[Accidental Video]

[The clock strikes midnight showing the tall figure of a man with arms braced on the edge of his office desk, body hunched over; the lengths of his blond hair hanging down in front of his face as he gasps.]

... what...?

[After a moment, he pushes himself upright and places a hand against his head, trying to regain a sense of his surroundings.]

Ah... a... curse...? I remember...

[His eyes widen and his head whips around to stare at the jumbled piles of paperwork that lay strewn around the room. All of his carefully organized work, every test result, every notated step, every decisive conclusion... ruined by finger paint, and crayon, and marker. Lost, all lost. The victim of an innocent human child.]

No... again?

[He pauses, his body deflating visibly and he lets out a frustrated sigh.]
favoritetraitor: (I'm better)
Saya, Marishka, and Dante (if you're around)... I shall be busy in the apartment's office today on an important project. If I may ask that the noise and interruptions be kept to a minimum while I work... at least for a little bit. I will take a break a little later to prepare dinner for everyone.

[Private to members of ARTEMIS]
I believe... that I might have finally found something significant.

Separately, the findings on my research of the City Dead have been ambiguous... mystifyingly frustrating in the elusiveness that no doubt each of you has felt in your own work. But, piecing these reports together, I just may have something...

I'd like for each of your departments to review my report in depth, and to give me your thoughts on the test results once you receive them. To those of you who are not skilled in medicine, I've created a synopsis of the findings that should be easier for you to understand.

Every step I've taken has been typed out and compiled in detail. All that's left is to scan everything in so that I can encrypt it and send it your way. Please expect it by tomorrow at the latest...

Is it too soon to say that tonight just might be the beginning of our triumph over this City... ?

[Private to Dr. Jezebel Disraeli] )


[ooc: Solomon's assessment is very premature, as any medical prodigy would be able to see the flaw in his so called 'findings'. Rough translation: Genetic make-up from people from different worlds + varying sub-cellular structures and biochemical variances = apparent 'anomalies' and thus: no breakthrough whatsoever. The story shall continue to unfold. *Mod consulted, and okay'd.*]
favoritetraitor: (Default)
I'd like to ask for all members of ARTEMIS to please limit your contact with others until the Geostygma disease has been contained. So far, there is no cure from what I've seen, so naturally there is only one thing to do to prevent the spread of this illness.

Stay inside. Communicating with others is best done only through the network at this time...

Saya... please do likewise. If Hagi is with you, make certain that the two of you don't leave the apartment. If not, I think it wise to send him to my old apartment until we can be certain that both of you are clean.

[ooc: And to make matters far more fun, Solomon has been struck with today's curse of 'I Cannot Tell a Lie'.]
favoritetraitor: (Default)
Saya, Hagi... please wait to hear from me. Try to rest as best as possible Hagi, hopefully we'll have you back to normal soon...

Lilith, I'll be needing to take the day off for important business concerning my patient. Hopefully, I will return tomorrow.

[ARTEMIS FILTER]

Mr. Reed and Mr. Dylandy, if you could both take time out of your busy schedules and attend me, I'd greatly appreciate it.

I have a rather interesting case that I'm working on... a patient that I wish to restore to full health. Considering the gravity of his wounds, I shall be taking a different approach to this matter, although I'm confident that the results we can gain from this will benefit not only this individual, but our own efforts within the company.

Can you spare a moment of your time?

[DEITY FILTER// Unhackable// Viewable (hopefully) by CLOW REED & LYLE DYLANDY]

I'd like to negotiate a deal with you...


[ooc: I'd like to keep the information that reaches Clow, and Lyle limited if the deity would even allow the eavesdropping. Up to whoever would reply as to what they'd prefer to do.]
favoritetraitor: (omg)
She.... she's GONE.

[A rather distressed looking Solomon stares out from the network's monitors. His body movements agitated as he struggles to sit still long enough to deliver this message.]

I've looked everywhere... Everywhere...!  Perhaps, I should contact the Warden... report this as a missing person.... or...

Diva...!

[His eyes flash to the screen, desperate.]

Are you behind this? Where is she?!

[He takes a deep breath to calm himself, his hand reaches up to rub the stress form his forehead.]

Please... if anyone has seen Saya... please tell me.

please...

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