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[desertdaggers]

[He's too shaky to trust himself in audio or video, so this messages goes out as text.]

Has anyone been able to make sense of the past week or so? Are there any signs of people other than us?

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[She nods grave agreement - no one should have to die for their hints. But it seems to be the dark theme now.]

[At his slight laugh she smiles back at him. Ah, it's been a while since she's heard a laugh.]

Unless drawing attention to the differences is what they - our benefactors? - want to have happen.

[With a sigh she shakes her head.] But what does all the rest of it mean? [She starts ticking off points on her hands]

The hyper-surveillance and the CATs malfunctioning.
The young man who warned us to keep an eye out for a message.
Those two mysterious men - one of them mentioned finding someone, but it was such a patchy transmission...
The cards, which practically could have been given us by friends and foes.
Miss Ardes, proving that she was an ally and that there is another in town who will help us. But her message was rather thin on details, but that PL is in charge and Plan B happened.

Then, those two men again. One is called Proctor. They both knew Miss Ardes, but they reacted differently to her.
Miss Ardes was acting rather strangely in that video too, though.
That darn chart.
Then, Miss Ardes... so suddenly appearing here. At the same time, the townspeople disappear.
And now... others of us are being killed, but come back with clues. The hair, the symbols, the nail polish.

[Looking at her ten spread fingers, she frowns at them.]
All I get is that they're messing with us horribly. And like you said, I'm tired of it.

[desertdaggers]

It could be. Someone seems to want things to be disrupted, anyway.

[He listens to her, nodding as she ticks off the points.]

Keeping an eye on everyone and what we're saying… I suppose they're really trying to keep out moles this time.

Plan B- the mayor said that was a kind of reset, didn't he?

It all seems more extreme than last time. Maybe since I arrived later… but still.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

I feel that it's more extreme too, somehow. Perhaps it's the... emotion of it all. This has been emotionally so difficult.

As for the Plan B... [She fingers the journal on the seat beside her as she casts her mind back to it.] The Plan B that was both the Mayor's and doctor Resarci's was a 'clean slate' protocol. But Resarci's own Plan B...

[She picks up the journal and takes a moment to skim some pages.]
I thought it might have to do with him taking control of the Luministi Research Labs, but now being here again, it seems that there may have been more to it than that.

[She suddenly shivers.] I hadn't quite thought of it that way before. If he did take control, he probably has like-minded people around him, and above him.

[desertdaggers]

…yeah. [He drops his head against her shoulder.] I don't think there's anything that really compares.

So he probably set that off, then… something different, more in his favour.

[He nods, and reaches out to touch her hand again.] It'd make sense to do that. But we'll sort it out. Can't let things just go on like this.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[Blushing and looking down, she squeezes his hand reassuringly.]

You're right. On all accounts.

[desertdaggers]

I almost wish I wasn't. [sounding very wry] Still. We only have the hand we're dealt… so we need to make the best of it.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

That's the spirit!