Bazel had briefly left Baltigo but he returned to oversee how his new home had come along. For the most part things were well with Bazel especially the coliseum which had been one of Bazel's favorite projects to talk about was gorgeous. It was massive and reconstructed with his jolly roger directly in the center of the battlefield. Bazel had envisioned all the battles that were going to take place here with the free folk of Baltigo along with those looking for freedom from their crimes. Bazel was of course going around the chambers where people would be waiting for battle to start. There was a special chamber down here where Bazel had a few of his soldiers and a room to conduct business. He had a den den mushi down here which he intended to use at this moment. He would need to speak with his brother about something Bazel was preparing to set in motion soon. It had been awhile since Bazel had last seen his brother, roughly 4 months since their victory over Wayland and Jane so you could say the brothers were long overdue for a bit of chit chat. Bazel found himself in his business room where his den den mushi was stationed.

"Finally" joked Bazel who would proceed to dial his brothers number into the phone and await an answer. As for his brother he would see the phone ringing with red hair being the main feature on the snails features, it would be obvious to know it was Bazel he was about to be speaking to. Hopefully his brother wasn't busy at the moment, as Bazel's plans were all linked to what his brother would say.

The ringing of a Den Den Mushi stirred Cyrus from his dreamless slumber as he opened his eyes, his had been resting on several strewn about papers and schematic drawings he had been working on with Yuri the last few months. Sitting up he wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and looking around, allowing his eyes to adjust to the low light he had kept his office room within Jane's lab at. It had taken weeks for he and his crew to clean out the hallways of the lab. Piles upon piles of metal junk and discarded robots had lined the walls for what seemed like years, decades even. The entire clean up effort had been grueling, but it seemed things were finally beginning to tidy up around here. Of course while the clean up was going on Cyrus had worked with Yuri in a completely separate section of the lab, keeping Leo alive and rebuilding him while the crew cleaned. Yuri was there now, checking vitals and maintaining what was left of living tissue while Cyrus continued working on Leo's new cybernetic arm and leg. Once they had that outfitted Cyrus could begin working on the rest of the cyborg's body but it was important to get Leo up and walking as quickly as possible.

Reaching down to the ringing Den Den Mushi Cyrus noted the trademark red hair and for a moment wondered if it could be Junbei. Seeing the red bird on the side of the snail's shell, Cyrus realized it was only Bazel. Still, this didn't upset the Revolutionary. The two brothers had been sharing an island for months now but they hadn't seen each other since the end of the Battle of Baltigo. Picking up the snail, Cyrus answered, Long time no chat.

OOC: I hate fluffing post that are conversation orientated so small pst

When Bazel's den den mushi began to take the features of his brother Cyrus Bazel could do nothing but smirk. He was extremely happy to speak with his brother who he looked up to at most days. "Indeed brother" said a smiling Bazel. He always acted like a child around his older brother because of how much they bonded in their youth and all the memories they shared. Bazel looked at his men signaling for them to leave the room now that his brother had answered the phone. Bazel had some very sensitive information for his brother to hear that shouldn't be heard besides anyone besides these two and their top lieutenant. "I'm planning something grand my brother. Because of what I'm planning, I have a favor to ask of you mate." said Bazel as he adjusted his positioning in his seat and started to chuckle. "The marines were dealt a great blow when we took out Wayland and Jane. Along with two powerhouses they lost their highest authority of intelligence with Jane." said Bazel who would begin to lean in and speak further.

"I want a virus probed version of Janes files. I will hand it over to the marines and claim my spot as a Shichibukai to usher in the next way. Having one half of the most wanted bloodline in the World would do the marines more favor than anything else, along with what they believe to be Jane's files we can't be tamed brother. Think of the probe as a manual switch to shift loyalties." Bazel would cease speaking and proceed to lean back in his seat, waiting for his brothers response.

Cyrus yawned though kept the phone away from his mouth so his brother wouldn't be alerted to the fact that he had just woken up. Why do I get the feeling I'm not going to like this favor? Cyrus asked as Bazel went into more detail with his little plan. In theory it made sense, though Cyrus would be surprised if the World Government wasn't at least a little suspicious of the killer of Wayland Tartorous suddenly appearing at their front door with a hard drive of Jane's schematics. Not to mention regardless of how skilled a coder and robotics expert Cyrus was it wouldn't be impossible to crack open that data and find a probe or malware. What it came down to was time. If Cyrus put enough effort into it he could have the World Government scientists chasing the probe for weeks, months even if he did it right but in the end they'd eventually find it and erase it.

It's not the worst idea you've ever had, Cyrus said with a sigh, but I can't promise you how much time it'll buy you. Let's say they accept you as a dog of the government, swear you in, draw up a contract, all that. Not to mention the fact that the world knows of your relation to a high ranking Revolutionary, they'd then have to believe your lie that you're actually interested in helping them and not backstabbing them. So, say you get past all that and you're in. Now they have all this data, corrupt or not and they're scanning through it. I can send them on a wild goose chase for a few weeks, maybe even a couple of months, but eventually they're going to find out you gave them bad data. Then what? Just how long do you plan to be their lap dog and to what end?

Bazel would hear his brother talk and it was true, everything Cyrus was saying wasn't wrong but it was exacty what Bazel was hoping his brother would say. He knew his brother thought Bazel to be naive in the world of technology but that is what Bazel was banking on. "fhwu fhwu fhwu" laughed Bazel as a sinister smirk would appear on the Den Den Mushi in front of his brother. "You see, my plan isn't to give them the wrong data and send them on a goose hunt. I plan on giving them their little pacifista codes or whatever it is they want. But, they'll eventually side with us when the time is right." Bazel would once again lean forward into the phone. "The probe i was speaking of wasn't meant to be bad data it was meant to give the robots a second function upon command. It'll give us access to software we don't have along with technology along with having them build the army for you. They think they get what they want and I get what i want. Shichibukai will help me find the man who killed Love along with growing my empire and killing Taisen Yamamoto." said Bazel as he gripped the arm of the chair with his right hand.

Cyrus drummed his fingers on the top of his desk, deep in thought with his brother's words. In truth it wasn't a bad idea, in fact it was a surprisingly excellent idea. Hmm a secret function, or a trigger really. I have to say you've certainly come up with worse ideas Baz. Again though, I can't promise they wouldn't find it at some point if they dig deep enough into the hardware. It all depends how long you'll need to run this little stint as a Shichibukai. You're playing a dangerous game brother, right out of the fire and back into the furnace once more. Cyrus said, shaking his head in amused disbelief. Just months ago he hadn't spoken to his brother in years, now here they were resting on the laurels of two dead Shichibukai and Bazel was already hot to trot to jump back into the fray, taking down the World Government from the inside out and now a Yonko as well? You're actually planning to kill old man Taisen? Cyrus asked, thinking about what little information he had on the old Yonko. He was the oldest of the current four, but that didn't equate to the weakest by any stretch of the imagination. As far as Cyrus knew the Revolution and Taisen's crews rarely tread the same waters and had few interactions over the years. In fact, in the last few decades the man seemed to have kept to himself mostly, managing his own turfs but not being much of a nuisance to the World Government at large. Perhaps this was the old man was really slowing down in his advanced age. Don't go biting off more than you can chew little brother. We don't need two Wiggins buried.

Baz still baring his smirk heard his brothers words and immediately began laughing. This was Cyrus's way of saying Bazel had come up with something scientifically half decent. The little brother knew that and took what he could get from his brother in terms of acceptance in his own field. "You know I've enjoyed being a thorn in the side of the worlds government ass my entire life brother" said Bazel as he was about to start prepping his next task. It was then Cyrus asked if Bazel was serious about his plans for Taisen to which Bazel smirked even harder his face was barely recognizable at this point. "I respect the old regime of piracy brother, Gold Roger, and those of the times.. They've all met their demises in different ways and it seems Taisen doesn't plan on letting father time simply do his job. So him and Oceanus need a push out the door and I have no problem being the hand that sees both men off." said Bazel as his face slowly went from enjoyment to dismay thinking about the hurdles he would have to overcome to see his dream come to fruition.

Bazel would push his chair away from his table and stand up speaking into the Den Den Mushi one last time. "I'll have someone at your home shortly to retrieve the information brother. Next time you see me.. You'll understand my vision" sai Bazel as the call ended and he walked off.

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Cyrus nodded but said nothing as his brother finished out his little speech, ending on an oddly ominous note. Cyrus looked down at the den den mushi as his brother's features faded from it and it became a sleeping, multi-colored snail once more. His little brother had big plans it seemed, plans that could easily get a man killed but also go on to shape the very foundations of this world. If they could successfully load a virus or data file or command prompt into a batch of robots for the World Government, they could bring the World Government to its knees in one fell swoop. Of course it'd be a long term game plan, nothing immediate like a bomb or chemical attack, but one that would only grow stronger the more powerful the World Government became. In a way it would be more beneficial for the Marines to take back Mariejois from Oceanus than it would be for Oceanus to maintain control or even have the Revolution take that plot of land. In the coming war, Cyrus would need to take a side and it may not be the one everyone else was expecting.

The Revolutionary General stood from his chair and walked over to the window of his office that looked over the rest of Jane, no, his laboratory on Baltigo. Down below his crew busied themselves with cleaning and even beginning to set up machinery. In a few weeks he could install an Aurora system and have this place fully automated just as his lab on Drum was. Soon it could be cranking out metal soldiers by the truck loads, not just of his own creation but taken from Jane's notes as well. Soldiers that never tired and were completely loyal and submissive to him and him alone.

A Revolutionary Army of his own.

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