Cluny's sanctum on the redone Typhoon was as secure as you could make it. Shielded against magical and physical intrusion. Even the few tall windows were made of transadmantium, a transparent alloy as clear as glass but as strong as hull plate. The door was magically warded and would open only as his command, or that of only his most trusted Lieutenents. Even that insufferable Black Mage would fail to enter this sanctum uninvited, and he'd find his magic quite useless here.

That was, of course, why he was very surprised when a small child seemed to appear out of thin air before him. He rose his hand to conjure up destruction.

Won't work. Not here to hurt you anyway. Be still.

The Giga Flare lanced out, and the child moved in an eyeblink, catching it and condensing it in a single, three-fingered hand. It held the ball of fire as easily as a tennis ball, and eventually the fire simply burnt itself out.

"What are you?"
The answer.
Cluny rose an eyebrow, "The answer to what?"
You.

Suddenly the child was standing in Cluny's lap, and the Nu Mou was parylized to do anything as a sharp, bone-like claw pierced the dome of his skull. After only a brief moment, the child hopped down, and it was as if Cluny had never been wounded.

"Ah. I see. Such a simple answer."

The child moved to sit in Cluny's lap, remaning hidden completely under his cloak as Cluny triggered his throne to lift him up to the bridge.

"Communications officer, establish a connection to Liassa. Navigation Officer, set a course for Galbadia. Security Officer: Have LeCruset released with my compliments."
"Sir?"
"... He will be far more dangerous to our enemies than to us. Have you forgotten who I am?"
"N-no, my Lord. I will obey, kupo!"

A radio crackled with static for a few moments before a transmission came in.

"Liassa Silvertongue reporting, my lord."

"And Rjinns Wande as well, Lord Scarmork."

"Liassa. Very good to hear from you. I am sending one of my pet projects to meet with you, to be under your care. How quickly can you get into Rocketto?"

"Midgar? It will take no time at all, my lord."

"The project will be waiting for you. Have fun."

The child climbed out of his lap, and vanished, shrinking away into nothing.

"Understood. Liassa out."

A small shuffling noise could be heard over the radio, like someone was getting out of a chair.

Rjinns' voice came over the radio now. "Do you have any assignments for me, my lord?"

"... As a matter of fact, I do. Another of my little toys is on his way to Lindblum. Meet him."

"At your command. Rjinns out."

Static again.

Cluny closed his eyes, and the throne lowered again. He was sleepy.