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[Max is sitting on an office chair and lazily spinning around on what appears to be a stage. He's wearing the equivalent of BK's crown.]

Employees are the greatest invention ever! These humans don't acknowledge Inhuman royalty, but they'll still cater to my every whim.

[He indicates to whoever is holding the communicator to pan over to a bunch of people standing around and fanning or feeding a very large bulldog. They look like they're only tolerating this for their pay-cheque. A snap of his fingers has the camera back on him.]

But I put forward a question to my fellow refugees, name a show with sufficient amount of explosions so these won't go to waste.

[He finally stands up and claps his hands twice. The wall behind him explodes and the camera drops to the ground as people scream and run out evidently deciding this is not worth the money. Max comes back into view as he stands over it.]

Hmm, less loyal than I hoped. That was only a very small one too.

[And then he bends down to pick it up and the video ends.]

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And this is the emergent pattern: with every additional imPort acquired, we're that much closer to an apocalypse.

[Is that a Mad Max pun? IS IT?

No, because Chilton has never seen such footage, but we can still believe.]

[Robbie's face is the human equivalent of capslock. You know what never ends well? Powers and tv shows.]

What the hell are you doing?! Please tell me they're stuntpeople.

[What the hell. What the hell. What the hell.

This needs to stop. Really. Between the talking dinosaur and now this...

He really needs to decide where he stands with this.]

...You have more of those.

[Well isn't that something familiar.]

[Greed 'tsks' on his side of the line.] Not really smart, are ya? Eh-

[He might be shrugging on his end. And there also might be a hint of a hiss in his voice.] - that's a bit of a waste.

[Chilton is correct in Max's opinion, but not because of his actions.]

Well it has to come sooner or later.

They are actors, I believe stunt people fall into that category so perhaps.

Yes and?

[Is there a problem with the mad man having explosives?]

Hmph, I am quite brilliant actually.

[He's intelligent, but lacks wisdom.]

It's not a waste if they're easily replaced.

[On the one hand.

No, there's not.

On the other hand - Skye and Delsin and even Fetch are out here. This is supposed to be easy. He's supposed to let this kind of thing happen.

It was never about letting those people out, it was about getting at the weaponry

And he had seen power like that...]

...Put them down, and step away from everyone there.

[Where are you? At least tell him that much.]

I hold nothing in my hands and I don't see anyone around.

[Technically true. He's scared everyone off and the other bombs he's built are just lying around in various places.]

[Chilton hesitated, before shrugging -- not something necessarily audible, but nevertheless, he considered the other imPort's words.]

Are you preparing for such an event? Or are you bringing it upon us?

Are there any more?

[Ward is trying to figure out locations. Move or lie, a guy who can do things like that is not to be left alone.

In his opinion.

But then...his jogging stops and he runs a hand through his hair.]

Anyone hurt?

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[He hums noncommittally.]

That might depend on your point of view.

It was only a small one.

[He turns slightly and then a person shaped hole in the wall can be seen. For more hints to where he is, there's various props visible and a stage curtain and other such items as to say this is a theatre stage.]

Did I have any other ones lying around...

[He claps three times and then there's another explosion.]

Oh, I suppose I did.

[That's what he gets for provoking the guy.]

...Oh but why not put them in one place? Cluster them together, I mean make a bit show instead of a lot of potential extra collateral damage.

[he still hasn't decided what he wants to do about this.]

How evasive. Are you always so casual when being questioned? Because you seemed so chatty moments ago.

[Skye's walking past the building on the other side of the street when the bomb goes off. She's not close enough to really be hurt, and some debris goes flying by in front of her, but she does jump nearly out of her skin with shock.]

What in the hell--!

[And because she's Skye, of course the first thing she does (once the shock wears off and she stops staring and calls 911) is run into the wreckage. Naturally.]

Hey! Hey, is there anyone in here? Does anyone need help?

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[Oh look...it's one of the roommates. Dalila is not at all impressed.]

Was you dropped on your head when you was little?

[He tilts his head to one side then the other.]

If I am to put on a show and people are to act around it, no point in killing them all.

[Act around it.

He felt a desperate yearning for Coulson and shoved it out of his mind.]

...There are better ways to make a show.

Why don't you tell me where you are?

Secrets are the currency of kings. It wouldn't do to give everything away.

[And this would be king needs practice in that respect. Although this is attempt is unlikely to last.]

What about a trade in secrets? Between -- er, a king and a chief [of staff, as Chilton was in Baltimore. But he won't clarify that matter].

[A few people rush past her. They're in too much of a panic to respond, but they're evidently uninjured. Venturing further inside finds Max sitting on the edge of the stage by himself, his fast food crown sits crookedly on his head. The dog that was seen in his post has evidently disappeared.]

Do you know any plays?

[Other than some dust, he also appears to be fine.]

I stood too close to something rather like Icarus of the human Greek mythology. But it's alright, I had my mind opened.

Now where's the fun in that?

We can play 20 questions!

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