"Openly defy Council law. Sparatus and I can't officially tell you to do this, but we both want you to run. Find a safe place to hide out and regroup, then find these terrorists and put an end to them."
"And what? Nobody's gonna try to stop us from running?"
"Not exactly, we will have to send out forces to bring you and yours in. Blackwatch, Commandos, even the STG will be sent to find you. All I ask is that you try to be merciful to them as they are just following orders. I can delay them for about five hours. Get going Commander….and may the Goddess watch over you."
The reporters begin an uproar, as Tevos' eyes widen in horror. Sergeant Haron's voice sounds in her ear, "Councilor! Is Ms. al-Jilani still in there?"
"Yes she is. Why?"
"Because....she's standing in front of me right now. Reporting the theft of her Press ID badge and her news drone."
"You have four C-SEC officers moving in as we speak, I need you to remain calm. A panic will allow this......person, the means of escape."
The false Khalisah begins laughing, the pitch in her voice changing slowly, to a man's voice. "I can hear you, you know."
The form of Khalisah al-Jilani shimmers slightly, transforming into a tall man, clad in black, complete with hood. Tevos glares at the individual, "Who are you?"
"BlackBox, madam. Here to send you a message. Keep away from my family......or this little embarrassment will be the least of your worries."
"Officers! Arrest him!"
BlackBox turns to see a Turian C-SEC officer and three human ones racing towards him. He blows a kiss at Tevos, a wide grin on his face, "Well that's my exit. I'll be watching."
The power goes out, turning the conference hall into a swarm of panic and terror. BlackBox pulls his goggles on, activating the night filter on the lenses. The hall comes into focus, as if it was still lit by the overhead lights. He swiftly maneuvers through the panicked reporters, and hits the button on his wrist, activating his cloaking field, as he disappears out the main doors.
BlackBox sits at his computer, smiling at he types up his report. A small ping let's him know his mentor wants to talk to him.
-(GreyBox421 has signed in)-
BlackBox22: What's up boss?
GreyBox421: A pretty impressive display on the Citadel. I see you used my prototype to disguise yourself as that arrogant little....
BlackBox22: Yep, should have found a way to subdue Khalisah beforehand, but there wasn't time.
GreyBox421: You made me proud out there. I got the files you sent me on some of the Tartarus forces.....pretty nasty people. You be careful out there. I would never forgive myself if something happened to you.
BlackBox22: I will. I got a couple more to send once I get away from the Citadel.....seems someone was trying to set up the Council, tying them to the bombings. Took the files off the servers, you and I now have the only copies of this.
GreyBox421: I'll tell Shepard when I see her. Be careful sweetie. Love you.
BlackBox22: Love you too.......mom.
-(BlackBox22 has signed off)-