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Hello, dears.

It may seem like some time has passed, but I'm not really sure it's been too long. For those of you who have recently joined, I use my abilities to find new atavists so that we may find them before my daughter does.

It seems like that time is now, if my vision is early enough. Paul, I see you there. Your sister. An older man. You're at a restaurant. There's a bang, his power.

A deli. Manhattan, it looks like. East Village. 435 is the address. I don't know the street.

[Ladies of HQ]
I purchased a rose tea, for whenever it is rosé night next.

I wanted to let you all know I will be visiting my husband until tomorrow. Please do not worry about me, as I have foreseen this visit and I will be returning safely just before supper. It seems that I will also be picking up Popeyes for everyone, so please let me know now what you would like.

Is there any update on Dax?

LEO

Do not forget to eat. There is a box in the refrigerator with your name on it for tonight. If you do not text me before 8 to say you've eaten, I will be calling you. Please do not stay up all night, either.

You are troubled about something.

My dears, another atavist has Woke. (Jace, please let me know if I used that correctly.)

He's in Hell's Kitchen. I see him over and over and over. He's 30s, no hair, dark skin, very muscular. A quite attractive man.

The bodega is not on the corner. 9th Ave, perhaps?

I had a vision. Tonight. A new atavist, a shifter, I think. Off St. Nicholas Ave, near a C-Town Supermarket.

You need to find him, NOW. I see him, sleeping, next to a blonde woman. He grows claws and he can't control them, or himself. He wakes, he's not himself, he looks at her... he attacks, and it's gruesome. You must go. My visions have never been wrong. If you do not find him tonight, the woman will die.

Adelaide, if you can. Take someone with you.

I've had a conversation with Leo and we're going to allocate some funds to hiring fifteen protesters to hold Jane's "Free Carmen Yang" signs, for the duration of a week. Five hundred is a bit unreasonable, but the idea is solid. It will cause quite the headache for the Project, which is one of our constant goals. I believe the protestors should be rotate between a few locations, such as Governors Island, City Hall, and Battery Park.

We can also have our membership spread the rest of the posters around the boroughs.

Does this work for you, Jane?

[DAX & ANDERS]

I was wondering if I could ask the two of you a favor.

Ramadan Mubarak!

PARVANEH

You will be observing the holiday, yes?

What are your plans tonight? You should go see your father.

Hello dears,

Another vision has come, and with it, another new atavist.

Veronika Moon and Dio Peréz are on their way to [address]. It is a black tie affair, and I know nothing of who the target is, only that they will be in attendance.

If someone is able to get in, please go.

PARVANEH

It is nearly dinnertime and I still haven't heard from you, Parvaneh. Do you know who called me today? Arash. Your ex-husband called me to wish me a happy Mother's Day before you did.

Hello dears.

So it seems that our fugitives have been kicked off the network once again, though at least this should be temporary. Very well done yesterday. Isadora is certain we are gone now, but we shall soon show her we are much more stubborn.

I was thinking that in the meantime, it might be a good idea for us to do review the people we've been contacting over the last three months. Who spoke to whom? Who do we feel is certainly eating out of the Project's hand, and who do we think is more sympathetic to our end. And, of course, who should we follow up with?

I'll make a list of the new atavists as you name them, so please chime in with anyone you've had contact with and status updates.

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My dears, we have a new atavist.

Di D. Pérez and Desai will soon be at the Morningside Heights branch of the NYPL. This atavist is [...] possibly not a stranger to one of us. Giselle, do you have a brother or cousins in the city? Trey Waltz?

Please, go quickly, but do not go alone. Dionisio is a bit [...] unhinged and while it will be better for us to find the atavist first, not at the risk of a fight.

Patrick, Rose. I Saw you.

You were outside Park Slope Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu on your way to find a new atavist, today, soon. She's a woman, blonde, but I can give you no more than that. She spars and her partners pass out with barely a touch.

Find her, please. The Google tells me it's on 5th Avenue.

An Atavist has awoken. I did not see her this time, but instead my daughter sending agents after her. We will find her at the Langone Medical Center, though Ascension Agents are already en-route.

Martin, perhaps your ability could be of service? Please find a partner and head there. Her name is Audra Livingston.

In slightly related news, the van now has a small dent on the bumper. I'll be home soon if anyone is around to have a look at it.

I Saw another new atavist. Electric powers.
It's Alexa
Pat, you may
It's

Pat, I saw you there. West 79th and Broadway, apartment 321B.

My dears,

It seems the Mother has chosen another of us to awaken, and again the familial ties are strong. Hipólito Pérez. One of Dionisio's twins. The under-appreciated one, the one who fled from here as soon as he was old enough, and now my da Shahidi knows of him.

If recruitment is ever on the table, it will be a long trek. A dream may be our wisest move here. Olivia, perhaps you would visit him?

Also, if anyone's around and doesn't mind fetching me a cup of tea, I'd be very thankful.

Ascension agents in Brooklyn, I think. A new Atavist.

I See a bodega, yellow awning. A sign: "we have churros." The last four digits of the phone number on the awning are 2841. There's a restaurant across the street. It's new. Black painted wood with metal letters. Two words. Gastropub. Quieter but not too quiet. Lots of old shops that have been around for ages but a few newer, more expensive looking places going in. There's a big mural further down, too far to identify.

It's going to be soon. Tomorrow perhaps. In the afternoon, judging by the light.

I need two Operatives on it. And help to pinpoint the where, so we can find her first.