Entry #A-15: "Accomplishments" [Video]

[dead_black_eyes]

[Lazarus' number is written on a blackboard with a piece of chalk, opening a connection to the network. Dim light streams in through the high, dusty windows, falling on broken-down desks in a decrepit, once-grand lecture hall. A broom leans in the corner, along with several trash bags; Lazarus himself is wearing crummy clothes and more than a little breathless and sweaty. You would be too, if you'd been working on solo renovations for hours.]

If any of you are familiar with the building that was formerly the Willow Ridge Boarding Academy in Locke City... like back in the 1970's... it's ours now. It was briefly a linen processing facility but it wound up being foreclosed on when the company went bankrupt, so I went ahead and bought it from the bank. Under a different name, of course.

[He takes a second to shrug out of his sweater, draping it across one of the desks.]

The building's big, with a spacious basement. I want to move Project Jump as soon as possible to this new location, since both I and Espresso Yourself are too well-known at this point and I don't think it's safe for it to remain. I can rent a truck but the more discreet the move is, the better. It has to happen very soon. In the meantime... I'm going to continue to work on renovations. Security. Furnishing accommodations... on that note, if anyone has any computer monitors, servers or any other equipment they're willing to sell or donate, I'm more than interested.

[He returns to what he was doing before he opened the connection, which is, apparently, using an axe to break apart unsalvageable desks and bagging up the resulting debris to clear some space.]

Comments

Voice

[dead_black_eyes]

[So ancient. It's cool, Toushirou.]

Indeed. We should have moved it a long time ago. I don't know if Espresso Yourself will fare very well the next time it's hit, considering Albero's pissed at me. He's more interested in shutting me up permanently than getting information out of me at this point, so.

So it's best if my known business is no longer attached to something so important to the Numbered in Locke City.

Voice

[icy_heavens]

[One day, forty-odd years will not seem ancient to him. You know, when he's a couple centuries old. Which is well within his natural lifespan now; he might not even visibly age by that time. Not that he has any way of knowing this at the moment.]

So you think he's going to take more direct action at it soon.

Voice

[dead_black_eyes]

I would be astounded if he didn't. I openly oppose him and while that's necessary, it's also very risky.

Voice

[icy_heavens]

Yeah. [So far, Toushirou's gamble that Albero doesn't know anything about him seems to be paying off, but he still sleeps with his sword and carries it all over the house with him. Just because something hasn't happened yet doesn't mean it won't, right?]

I'd offer to help move it, but if enhanced strength is in the shinigami skillset, I haven't gotten it. [He's an active, healthy kid, but really nothing more than average in the strength department for his size.]

Voice

[dead_black_eyes]

[L's feeling that, too; he's armed constantly with his ice staff and unwilling to sleep without one eye open. That's caused a few problems of its own since a person is functionally insane after a certain amount of time awake and this is not the time to be playing darts with good judgment.]

Shou's coming to help me move it tonight, but it's possible that we won't be able to handle it alone. Every bit helps, especially with some simple wedges and levers.

Voice

[icy_heavens]

[If he could, Toushirou would take his weapon to school with him. Unfortunately, that's not feasible; he can't conceal it.]

I'll see what I can do.