While everyone's lost, the battle is won

[The feed starts with Nathaniel sitting at his desk, contemplatively glancing toward a few papers- notes- as he considers his words carefully, before looking up, directly into the screen and beginning to speak.]

Shortly before his departure from Adstringendum, Colonel Roy Mustang resigned from his position of Ombudsman. As this was in the height of our last event, I decided to postpone the reelection until after the panic died down a little. Having kept up with the work, I can assure any potential applicants that the workload will not be overwhelming, and I would be pleased to assist in any way I can.

It should be volunteer basis only, and the next Ombudsperson should be elected from the pool of potential volunteers. I will warn everyone who applies- it is a demanding position. However, you will get the satisfaction of helping the community decisions, as well as the opportunity to listen to many different viewpoints. I would highly encourage anyone with an interest in peace and organization to apply. You may respond to this post with any signs of interest.

[A deep breath, and Nathaniel steeples his fingers.]

Furthermore, there are a few more things regarding this 'Police Force' that I would like to address. Firstly is the name itself- I believe that it detracts from our overall goal and gives a bad impression. We are not intent on policing the people at this time, we are only concerned with protecting them. While we do intend to lock up dangerous civilians, it is only out of concern for others; and in a case where the people are altered by an event, only for the duration of the event.

We are not here to control your lives; we are here to help you live them safely. For this reason, I suggest we change the name of our organization to the 'Protection Squad'. Any further suggestions will be welcome.

[Nathaniel pauses one final time, considering his next words very carefully.]

...there have been... concerns brought to me about my level of involvement in this Protection Squad. Some believe that my assuming Jean Louis' secretary position, as well as Cabal's research division and temporarily doing the Ombudsperson's tasks, that I have been attempting to... take everything over. [He swallows hard, but forces himself to keep eye contact with the camera.] I assure you all that this is not the case. My only concerns have been with upholding the integrity of our Protection Squad- keeping it organized, keeping it running smoothly. While I... realize that my work-oriented nature does not attain me much social approval, I would like to reiterate that I will answer any and all questions and concerns.

Additionally, I would like to remind everyone that positions in the protection squad are open and on a volunteer basis- I do the amount of work that I do for lack of assistants or other volunteers. Our research positions are desperately in need of people, as well as our communications, planning, and the patrols themselves.

[Nathaniel takes another deep breath.]

Thank you.

[And the feed is cut.]

[Text file || Updated as volunteers apply]
Please consider the following volunteers for the role of Ombudsperson:

Alphonse Elric
Hitsugaya Toushirou

[Forward dated to... after Madara shenanigans.]

[Nathaniel's face flickers on the screen again. His background looks slightly familiar- as a matter of fact, he's currently in the building formerly known as the Pokehouse, formerly known as Whipstaff manor. In one of the studies, to be exact- and if you look, really pay attention to the sliver of floor that's showing on the screen, he's ripped the carpeting out. It sits piled in the corner, to be taken out later.

The young magician fiddles with his shirtcuffs for a moment, before looking up toward the screen.]

I would like to thank you all for your assistance in answering my last query. As well as offer my deepest sympathies in regards to recent events- I would have been honored to help rescue the hostages, but I was otherwise- [the ever so slightest narrowing of his eyes- it's gone in a second] -incapacitated.

But, I believe we should always be moving forward. And for this reason, I come to you, fellow citizens, with another request.

[Nathaniel folds his slender fingers together and makes perfect eye contact with the camera. In this lighting, it's painfully obvious to see him for what he is- a seventeen year old boy in a suit, strained, exhausted, but determined.]

I need to know everything about the Animus.

[After that ultimatum, he seems to relax a bit, and turns his gaze down to a few loose leaves of paper.]

There is some... information available, but not nearly enough for my purposes. I've come to understand that certain people have interacted with them, spoken at length with them- I need to know any information that such conversations might have yielded. [Another pause, and he purses his lips, still glancing over the papers.] In... particular, I have an interest in their names. Their true names. But any information would be adequate, for it probably exceeds the things I've managed to dig up about them.

[He looks like he's going to speak further- but then, Nathaniel pauses, glances away. That's enough for one day, he thinks. He should space out his diplomatic attempts.]

[Filtered to Jean Louis || Unhackable] [text]
I have finished your request several days early. Would you like to see my list at this time?