[b]Green![/b]

"Oh!" said Green. "That's - haha, whoops," she grins and slaps her head. "That makes it clear. I was applying my own mindset to this. I was assuming that each Kingdom worked like an entire November, with individuals within them being different colours. That's why the idea of creating a network for the individuals rather than the kingdoms felt so weird. Yeah no, I've got kind of like... theories about how that structure collapses into a single mind, but it's incomplete and I'd love to hear your take on it."

[b]White![/b]

"A courageous decision," White demurs respectfully. 

"At the very least, do not use audio blockers unless it is absolutely critical," said Black. "Missing conversations could be anything and that makes surveillance teams nervous. The more predictable you are the more they will feel like you can be managed, and that will keep you safe. If you feel like you're being fed a bullshit scapegoat swallow it and pretend to be mollified, if only for a few weeks, and contact me as soon as possible. There aren't many places they can escalate after that."

"It has to be Mycroft," said Yellow, looking at the organizational chart. "A name like Mycroft? Normative determinism [i]destines [/i]that person to be managing a bureaucratic conspiracy."

"Erebus we know about, but Prime?" said White. "What's in Prime?"

"Look at the pattern," said Yellow. "They took Prevention, Logistics, Recovery and Continuity. They want to be able to move people according to their choosing and make sure they've got first pickings over anything they pull out of the wreckage." She looks at Knightly. "Part of me wants to go and pull some fire alarms in Prime just to see what they move to protect. Does that sound like something you'd be interested in?"

[b]Orange![/b]

Orange is destroyed. Hammers hit her fragile, vulnerable psyche over and over. She is being talked over. She is being discussed. She is not getting attention. Her bratty little sister energy can't handle it. The only stratagem she can come up with is to do a backflip to prove how cool and skilled she is but even doing that would just get condescending looks at best. She slumps to the ground, dramatically flops onto her face and gives up the ghost. Blue politely comes in through a side door and drags the body away by the ankles. Brown steps into her place.

"It's good to see you too," she said, smiling. "Please, don't mind me. You two have a lot to catch up on."