I need to vent.

All Fools Day. The one day of the year where Thia becomes an insubordinate monster hell-bent on undermining everything I say and destroying all of our reputations. It is like she becomes possessed for a day. Every year she falls silent mid-March and begins plotting. Every year her superiors threaten to kill her and attempt to stop her. They locked her up last year. It did not matter. Nothing anyone ever does has any effect.

If I did not know better I would say Father has a hand in her antics.

Report: 4/1/12

I have not slept in three weeks and my subordinates are idiots.

Report: 2/25/12

Let it be known that I will not tolerate outsiders ordering my subordinates around. Any requests from now on will be sent to me so that I may deliver them to my squad.

I’ll deal with you later, Ferret.

Introduction

I am Ao, also known as Blue or Caeruleus.

Allow me to make one thing perfectly clear: I am not some low-level underling that can be ordered around by every Handler that happens by. My current rank may lack an official title, but know that I am higher ranking than a Handler. I merely choose to be out in the field doing Father’s work rather than sitting back and ordering the underlings around all day.

I used to be the leader of a semi-competent squad. Due to a series of unfortunate events that were in no way shape or form my fault, my entire team was slaughtered.

After the death of my former teammates I became somewhat of a lone wolf. Soon after that I came upon a fellow Sibling by the name of Skoll. We worked together for two years and avoided His politics altogether.

Recently, Father assigned us to a reject-squad and made me their leader. From what I gather, this is a test for us, or, more specifically, me. We are now dwelling in what resembles a run down military base that I shall ironically name the Mansion.

I cannot say I am happy with this turn of events, but Father’s will be done.

The reason for the separate blog is merely that I may feel the need to write about something not work-related, and I do not wish to take up space on the other blog by posting about things irrelevant to my work. I am also told that any post on this blog I label “Report” goes directly through to my superiors, as opposed to going through the chain of command. Why the reports on the other blog need to go through a chain of command before reaching my superiors is beyond me.

Report: 12/14/11

My return trip is taking longer than expected.

Ire is being his usual lackluster self and has done nothing.

Skoll and Coyote’s whereabouts are yet unknown.

Thia is, as far as I can tell, doing as much as she can under the circumstances.

Safe House. First off, someone come up with a better name for the safe house than “Safe House.” Secondly, Thia, and possibly Ire, have installed everything required to make the Safe House livable, as well as Wi-Fi. The defenses are currently lacking, but that shall be rectified soon enough.

Return

I left on a mission for Father two months ago. The day before I left, He assigned me to a ‘team.’ I gave my underlings assignments to do while I was away.

Now I am back, obviously, and the mission was successful. However, I see that one of my teammates, Ire, did not follow my instructions. Because of this, a newly recruited Sibling, another teammate, was left to wander aimlessly in the wilderness for a month. This…mistake…is being corrected.

I am heading to the assigned safe house. I hope all is in place.