Manx just held up a hand, denying the offer. It took her three long hard years to kick that habit. She sat quietly for a moment, processing his words.
He confirmed Thea's words. Schwarz was unique. Not all talents were as terrifyingly powerful as that team seemed to be. Her conversations with Thea opened her eyes, it explained many things and actually inspired sympathy for the plight of those born differently - and enslaved for it. Esset was simply the buyer - Rosenkreuz was the supplier and they dealt in people lives for nothing but power.
She slowly looked to Schuldig - all the despicable things he personally had inflicted on Weiss, many times solely for his own personal amusement. Ouka died as his entertainment. He nearly forced Sakura to kill Ran. Kidnapping Aya - twice. All of those things - could they all be blamed on Rosenkreuz?
It had all been so clear cut before but now...
Up until an hour ago she hadn't even known that Schwarz had survived. And her sources confirmed that not only were they high on several groups lists but that none of those groups had the answer to that question either. And here they were, hiding in plain sight at ground zero.
She knew her first instinct should have been to find a way to eliminate these bastards once and for all. If she survived this conversation with her mind intact it would be an easy thing to alert any one of those groups to Schwarz's whereabouts and let nature take its course. It should have been. It troubled her that it wasn't.
Her first thought - We need them.
"People sitting at desks work in acquisitions - politicians, corporates, short sighted scientists... I work in the field. I work with people in the hope of helping those that cannot help themselves. I recruit people to help us in that cause." In a round about way she was answering his questions. There was no reason to be direct. It was clear that they both wanted something out of this conversation. And he was obviously quite practiced at this game. As Thea said he would be.
"We had thought that the destruction of Esset would be sparing countless innocent lives." She paused, then swallowed a bit of pride. Kritiker still felt that way. In many ways, the organization had outgrown its own vision.
"I never knew how many lives they stole."
Her words were quiet as she reflected on them.
"You knew... Oracle knew. It was you that placed the gaping holes in security. Disabled cameras. Left a crate unbalanced so Bombay would fall and trigger an explosion. All corridors led directly to the Elders and the only escape route led directly to you." Manx was sure she had pieced it together correctly but some part of her was afraid to admit the truth of it. Schwarz had helped them bring down Esset. No - not helped - engineered.
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Date: 2010-05-10 01:01 am (UTC)He confirmed Thea's words. Schwarz was unique. Not all talents were as terrifyingly powerful as that team seemed to be. Her conversations with Thea opened her eyes, it explained many things and actually inspired sympathy for the plight of those born differently - and enslaved for it. Esset was simply the buyer - Rosenkreuz was the supplier and they dealt in people lives for nothing but power.
She slowly looked to Schuldig - all the despicable things he personally had inflicted on Weiss, many times solely for his own personal amusement. Ouka died as his entertainment. He nearly forced Sakura to kill Ran. Kidnapping Aya - twice. All of those things - could they all be blamed on Rosenkreuz?
It had all been so clear cut before but now...
Up until an hour ago she hadn't even known that Schwarz had survived. And her sources confirmed that not only were they high on several groups lists but that none of those groups had the answer to that question either. And here they were, hiding in plain sight at ground zero.
She knew her first instinct should have been to find a way to eliminate these bastards once and for all. If she survived this conversation with her mind intact it would be an easy thing to alert any one of those groups to Schwarz's whereabouts and let nature take its course. It should have been. It troubled her that it wasn't.
Her first thought - We need them.
"People sitting at desks work in acquisitions - politicians, corporates, short sighted scientists... I work in the field. I work with people in the hope of helping those that cannot help themselves. I recruit people to help us in that cause." In a round about way she was answering his questions. There was no reason to be direct. It was clear that they both wanted something out of this conversation. And he was obviously quite practiced at this game. As Thea said he would be.
"We had thought that the destruction of Esset would be sparing countless innocent lives." She paused, then swallowed a bit of pride. Kritiker still felt that way. In many ways, the organization had outgrown its own vision.
"I never knew how many lives they stole."
Her words were quiet as she reflected on them.
"You knew... Oracle knew. It was you that placed the gaping holes in security. Disabled cameras. Left a crate unbalanced so Bombay would fall and trigger an explosion. All corridors led directly to the Elders and the only escape route led directly to you." Manx was sure she had pieced it together correctly but some part of her was afraid to admit the truth of it. Schwarz had helped them bring down Esset. No - not helped - engineered.
She looked to him in all seriousness.
"Why?"