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Mick shuddered at the sight walking out of the main room and attempting to banish the memory of Crane's head exploding.

The rest of the keepers, some shaken more than most, followed suit, exiting quickly.

"If the group stays small, it makes it harder to detect. If we let their numbers grow, we can track them easier. They leave a bigger footprint. If they get numbers, we can raise them more. It's a loose band of rebels- No more than two former Keepers, and a group of scared, disorientated people that just discovered they had their powers. We have hundreds of years of training and practice at our disposal. Let them get big. Let them think they can engage us." Nephilim turned to look at Lincoln, "Reward the psychic. I showed them what I could do to those who failed. I want them to see what I do to reward success."

"I know of her, and the things she has done. The nature of her attacks is yet another reason I am here. Scouting is a great move- It allows us to keep an eye on this Katherine while they grow."

Linc shrugged his shoulders, his hands moving out from his pockets a moment before sinking back in with a sigh. "Then scouting it is. Though I would still advise in taking out the backsliders early, Rook as well. They know our system too much, and know what wrench to throw where."

"Absolutely, they will. But, at the same time, they know our system well enough to put us in danger of exposing ourselves," He turned to look at Lincoln, the metal man's features taking a small grin, "We tried that once. People got burned at the steak, Lincoln. We keep ourselves apart for the better of everyone. The sliders... Are an issue. A large one, at that. We need to be very, very careful, or hundreds of years of hard work will be undone for no gain. You understand my position, yes?"

The Nephilim nodded.
"There's a fine line between what we agree with and what we have to do. If I had it my way, I would round up three groups of the biggest powerhouses we had open in the organization and turn their safehouse into a crater. I am sure you feel the same way." He chuckled, looking to Crane's corpse, "The Council has given me clear orders, and I am bound to obey. Although... The direct route isn't out of the question if our current plan falls short."

"However, should they prove too difficult to capture or kill through conventional means... They may send other leader figures to consult with me. That also means you loose a great deal of the freedom that you have, and will continue, to enjoy, both before my arrival and continuing during my stay. So, allow me to deal with the Council. You keep me informed on what is happening, and how I can assist," He looked back to Lincoln, "I need you to stay with the plan, Lincoln. This is delicate. Millions of deaths, both powered and not, for the security of this organization will be wasted if we fail, and millions more lives are at risk. We can't cover up another Colorado as cleanly as the first time. Secrecy, and silence are of the utmost importance. Both Katherine and Rook know us well enough to hide in population centers, close to people, and safe from our prefered methods."

"In normal times we get trials from the council before an execution occurs, but it seems Crane's trial took place without him, or the times are so demanding that hearings with the council are no longer possible." He shook his head, fairly torn over the happenings. He was a green, and a true green at heart.