Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26104528-20150806160738

"Hmmm..." Fritz's scroll rang with a text from Daxton, one of his housemates and buddy. The contents, four neophytes lying on the ground in pain, the new director standing triumphant, and a caption reading: "rekt much? Also, I checked the roster for 30 Days of Fight. This mf is on the list. "

"Ooh..." Fritz turned and showed it to Azulius. Life just got that much more interesting.

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Zephrion contemplated what the mobsters told him. As far as he had known, there was only one thing worthy of putting a bullet or twelve into someone for. Otherwise, they had sound advice.

"Well then. It looks like we have another trade secret. Now, is there a legitimate front of yours I can refer to in case we get corporate spies or someone decides to do some digging?" One thing Flagg loved to do was create false documentation. Whether it be defective blueprints, fake records and manifests, all as a countermeasure to corporate espionage. Only directors knew the precise location of any actual documents and hard drives. Everyone else had to access them remotely.

"Also, there's something else I'd like to discuss. Let's go back to my office for confidentiality."