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((Wow. Hunger, or Anthony? Anthony must not be very appealing.))

With an 'another one of those days' sighs, Delton broke out his smile and flashed his FBI credentials, this time holding them up in case the chief wished for a closer look. They were verifiable.

"Good morning, Arthur Rivers?" Delton clarified. "Yes. I am Special Agent Sage Delton, with the FBI. I've been sent by my bureau division head to inform you of a... dire situation we've found ourselves in. This includes you, so... may I come in, sir?"

((Papers?))

"Thank you, sir."

With this, Delton entered the office and took a seat next to Arthur's desk. As he waited for Arthur to sit down and compose himself, the FBI agent set his briefcase in his lap and ruffled through its contents, looking for some papers of some sort or another.

"Yeah, yeah" Anthony said. He gave Rose a kiss and got up.




Arthur took a seat. "So what business do you have here?" Arthur asked Delton.


((the credentials. I'm assuming they're on paper? I'll edit if needs be))

((It's a badge. Inside of a flip-open wallet.))

((There really is no need for edit, heh....))

Delton took a moment to glance up from his briefcase, at Arthur, as if to say, 'Oh, mama. You don't know the half of it.' Delton rummaged through his case once more, then retrieved a stack of papers nearly two inches thick.

"This," Delton said, "are the returns on all insurance and on-the-job hazard claims. You'll probably be getting sued by several angry families, but the government will cover most of that. This, you know, is about yesterday. Here," Delton said, and then pushed the stack across the desk, to rest in front of Arthur.

"Some good men died yesterday," Delton said with a moment of respect for those dead. "They will be remembered." Delton then paused to let Arthur analyze and take all this in, for a moment, before he continued.

"Forget about the waterfalls, the rivers, and the sea."

My God, my God - what have you done?

DON'T

Your words are unraveling all that I've done.

EVER

With a few mere moments you've torn it away-

STOP

Let my ears bleed with your voice today.

Adrenaline shaking her limbs, Sami leaned weakly against Tony, her head resting against her shoulder.

"Who else would make such a huge scene?" She replied wryly. "Everywhere she goes, there's always some massive explosion or another - metaphorical or not. She has no idea how to keep things on the down-low, the idiot."

Claire fell on her butt on the floor, leaning against the wall. She began to dry-sob. She felt no tears come to her eyes, even though such a sadness and pure distraught wrecked her entire body.

"...Hypnosis," was the only word Claire said. She stared blankly past Iris, at a future unseen.

((Surprise didn't turn out the way I wanted it to, but you had to call 911. xd ))

Claire shrugged, until she realized that she was only mentally shrugging. "I dunno," Claire said, with utter, utmost dejection in her tone of voice. "I really, just don't know."