Archival Science Databanks
Communications intercept. Transmission detected Wed 12th of Sep 2007 at 06:51 AM by Screenshots made by zeroone506. Communique follows:
*Receive a briefing on a new development that has appeared out of the blue*
Flood: Our lovely city has been littered up with tacky concert venues proclaiming "A Piece of Blue Sky: A Musical Celebration of Dreams Fulfilled - Citywide March 31 - April 2nd." The Merovingian is understandably upset that whoever arranged for this little prank did not apply to us for protection. They obviously don't know the first thing about business: pay your dues.
Bah. It's sure to be a small, sordid affair. Malphas will fill you in on the details. He has some sort of fascination for tawdry theatrical events, that I don't claim to fathom.
Operator: That's the building where you're supposed to rendezvous with Malphas, leader of the Merovingian's blooddrinkers. Not really a guy you want to turn your back on, if you know what I mean.
Shaposhnikov: Malphas awaits you within.
Titania: Delicious...
Malphas: Our spies have found some curiosities about this "Blue Sky" concert. While a Metacortext co-founder, Decius Wadsworth, claims responsibility for the event, most at Metacortex--the ones who matter are on the Merovingian's payroll--assumed him retired long ago. And then there is his lack of business acumen, evidenced by his failure to take the simple precaution of checking with us prior to his use of the concert sites. "The show must go on," they say, but not without our approval.
If I catch this man--and he is strangely adept at evading me--I assure you that I will send him to his own place in the sky. I suggest you keep a close eye on the "concerts"; opportunities for sabotage may present themselves.
Malphas: Leave the executive to me. Concern yourself with watching the concert sites.
Titania: Leaving so soon? A pity.
Shaposnikov: The executive will die. Malphas will slake his thirst with the great fool's blood.
Flood: Malphas is a creative fellow, I'll give him that. Enjoy yourself at these petty "concerts" if you can. I'm sure they'll have all sorts of garish trinkets on which you can squander your salary. By the way, the "climax" of the concert series--whatever that means--is supposed to occur starting at 10:00 am on Sunday, April 2nd.
Hm, I think I'll put on some Mussorgsky.