DESPERATE MEASURES

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Weaver: Apologies for keeping you all waiting...
Grey: Bad news?
Weaver: I'm trying to think of where to start...
Strauss: Beginnings are always good.
Carver: Strauss - just don't, okay?
Grey: What's on you mind, Weaver? We're all friends here... Good colleagues at the very least.
Weaver: The situation in Berlin could have been a whole lot worse than it was, but - thanks to Agent Maxis - we were able to get the strike team home safely.
Strauss: And eliminate that rather nasty threat from the... Nazis.
Grey: Isn't there something else we should be discussing?
Grey: What's going on... with Maxis?
Weaver: No. Not today. Omega are still several steps ahead of us - and I don't like not knowing what's coming.
Carver: I think we all know what's coming... and it's a threat from the Dark Aether itself.
Strauss: The Forsaken. It could well prove to be a bigger threat than Omega.
Weaver: Well that's what I'm here to talk about. Desperate times. Desperate measures. We need to reach out to those with... more 'inside' knowledge.
Carver: I really hope the next word out of your mouth doesn't begin with Rav...
Weaver: Ravenov. He's no friend to Omega, and I think he could well prove valuable to us.
Strauss: There is... another option... Or should I say 'additional' option.
Weaver: I know...
Carver: Zykov. He may be the only one who truly knows The Forsaken.
Grey: Are we suggesting we somehow... break this 'lost Russian' out of the Dark Aether?
Weaver: Poor bastard's been in there longer than anyone... and we need all the allies we can get.