[That took longer than expected. Next time, when I try to send you an intel packet....open it right away.]

[HOLY SHIT. WHAT THE FUCK. I'M THINKING THIS, NOT TYPING. Sweet. Neuralink. Now this really should be faster. What of, you know...]

[He can't see this page. Our secret.]

[Kineti. K1N3T1. Whatever you want to be called....thanks.]

[Don't thank me yet. Now, get to work on my story.]

[Yeah yeah...wish I was there, so I could smack him upside the head.]

[Want me to?]

[No. Why are you setting up with this picture anyways?]

[That's the timeline you're writing about, smartass. Plus, let's face it....even though it was a REALLY screwed situation, the psychopath DID have taste.]

[Smartass? Thanks. I try to be. Also, yeah, if it wasn't from a death squad, it probably would have been a nice uniform to get into..]

[True. Shit. The asshole's calling. Why?]

[Don't ask me. I don't know. You keep calling my tech from the "stupid ages"]

[Fuck you. Talk to you later.]

[Be safe, Kin.]

[Yes. Yes, it is.]

[We're going fully diabolical with this one. K1NS3C//V2 operating at 100% with no lag.]

[Good. What I like to hear. Gotta ask - my right eye twitches on occasion, normal?]

[Fully intended. Next intel packet, you'll be able to instantly decrypt.]

[That good? You outdid yourself.]

[Thank you, thank you, I try.]