tcnetwork | Irwin Deathwhisper

Hello, Irwin Deathwhisper. My name is Matt. I've just arrived to New Dodge and with some very basic research have seen some of the going ons of the Haus of the Black Door.

I am not here to judge, nor would I ever truly care to. I simply wish to extend an offer that is going out to all other Hauses in attendance to the event to help with any telecommunications or technological assistance in general. There is a cost, of course, but that's something that can be discussed another time. Preferably in person.

-Matt

Matt,

What sort of technological assistance?

- Irwin Deathwhisper

A small example of my work can actually be seen in my signature. No doubt you caught what happened very briefly on the network. It was a mistake, frustrating for sure, but with all new technology there is a bit of a learning curve.

I can help increase your ability to communicate, keep information secure, and continuously updated, working with security systems in general. It's all dependent on what you would need.

I will discuss it with the first of the council and get back to you.

[There's the muffled sound of a nightclub in the background and Oswald is speaking a bit loud to make sure he's heard.]

Hello. Sorry to bother you, Count Irwin, but I'd like to leave a message for your compatriot. Whenever you next see him, please inform him that he need not leave me alone like an abandoned date should he not wish to continue a conversation or speak to me. He can simply tell me he's done and go rather than abandon me for well on an hour after faking a restroom break. His tab is paid, by the way. I should bill it to your Haus for the insult!

Mister Cobblepot,

I deeply apologize for the behavior of my compatriot, of course you must send the bill to my Haus for compensation. I am certain that Sha-Cthughu will be more than happy to make up for the insult.

My apologies,
Irwin Deathwhisper

[The actual cost of the bill was negligible. Laughable really. But to keep up the appearance of an aggrieved and outraged businessman feeling snubbed by a Haus, he was going to do it. Also he rather liked the idea of effectively charging the Black Door for the privilege of killing their 'third' of the council.]

Count Irwin,

You will find the invoice attached. Thank you for being far more hospitable and cordial than your fellow. I know I am a new voice in the galaxy, but there are certain niceties that should be observed and your Third of Council has shown no small disrespect for such. I am mollified some, however, by your own far more reasonable and polite attitudes.

Regards,
Oswald C. Cobblepot

Mister Cobblepot,

It is my pleasure. I shall pass this invoice on, and you'll find reimbursement coming to you shortly. [ Probably from Irwin himself. ]

Regards,

Irwin Deathwhisper

We need to talk.
Your Haus took someone from me.

That is unfortunate. Who?

Steve Rogers.

This is now personal. If I don't get him and the others back I will tear apart whatever facility they're being held in.

We will not leave survivors.

Well, if I find anything, I'll be sure to let you know.

[ Well, that's probably a lie. ]

You do that.

[He's not naive enough to believe him, not even a little.]

I'd hate to see a useful ally caught in the crossfire when the shooting starts.

And I'm sure I'd hate to be caught in the crossfire.

If you have Haus allies you want to remain alive, I'd suggest they steer clear of where our people are being held. [And with that he hangs up. Irwin isn't of use this time and he has people to retrieve.]

What.

The hell.

Is going on?

You will have to be more specific, Mr Beck, seeing as how I am currently in jail in your lovely town and have no ability to know what you're talking about.

Yes. Exactly.

How do you expect me to work for you when you're.... detained.

Mr Beck, are you unaware that my communications are currently monitored?

I've scrambled this signal.

Yes, well, have you scrambled this public device?

You're underestimating me. Don't do that.

You came to me. If you don't think I can do something simple like make this a private line, then you have no idea what I can do.

Fine.

It's unlikely that you'll be working with me from now on, it's more likely that I'll be assassinated soon or sent to a Black Door facility for...experimentation. People who are captured aren't generally favored upon, no matter how high they are in the council of eight.

But not to worry. Your work is important, and someone will contact you.

Seems to me your organization isn't that good if you so easily failed.

They got what they wanted.

Did they?

And you were the sacrifice?

So it would seem.

So this wasn't your plan.

No, of course not.

You're really just resigned to being killed because of this?

And what, exactly, are my other options?

I don't know.

You just played yourself and your organization up as so great and powerful and right now it isn't living up to your words.

They are powerful.

Not powerful enough to keep you from being taken and questioned by some raging idiot screaming at you with a guitar.

At this point, I have nothing left to offer them.

So you've been discarded.

Lovely place to work for. Sounds like something I really should be doing.

[Even in text, the sarcasm is sharp and clear.]

You already do, don't you.

Hopefully your successor is more successful.

Yes, I imagine you ought to hope so.

Any last words?

This will be your legacy.

I'm not dead yet.

By your own admission - it's very likely to be soon.

Yes, well. If you don't mind I'll save my final words for my actual final moments.

Irwin Deathwhisper

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