thezerothlaw: (curious)
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(Dated to day 64, after the end of the event)

[It's both disorienting and reassuring to be back to his regular self, with his regular senses, and his regular way of thinking, but Daneel has people he needs to catch up with, to check on. There was more than the usual sort of chaos, after all, and he knows too that Ned wasn't particularly interested in having his original powers again.]

Ned? Are you well? I would like to speak with you.
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[ Lexie's squinting at her new communicator when the video pops on. She has her arm lifted at face level, her other hand fiddling with the thing. The video shakes for a moment before steadying again.

She heard the scary little robotic speech about ten minutes ago, and after a period of slight hyperventilation she started to play around with her new wrist piece. The last thing she remembers is sitting on a plane flying its way to Idaho. It's almost like she fell asleep on the flight and woke up here.

Not that she remembers falling asleep and she wonders if anyone else on the plane is there. She can't really be alone, can she?

She sighs, hoping that she managed to push a button that will get her someone that can explain what the hell is going on.
]

I really hope this thing is recording me or calling someone or something. I think I'd rather have a cellphone, if that's an option.

[ She does feel pretty scifi, though, talking into a wrist communicator. Also a little silly, especially since she can't even be sure anyone can see or hear her. ]

If anyone can get back to me, please, that would be great. Maybe give me more of a rundown on this place? At least, more than 'don't leave enjoy your stay', anyway.

[ A part of her is tempted to just call out for anyone she knows - Meredith, Mark, Derek, anyone - but that just didn't seem safe. Hey, she's seen plenty of horror movies to know when one shows up in a strange place, good things do not happen when they wander around drawing attention to themselves.

So, she'll just sit here on a bench in a seemingly abandoned town. With no memory of how she got there. Why is this her life?
]
nedofpies: (>:| impatient)
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[ The video feed switches on upon Ned's determined face. It's his first video communication; he hasn't been using the network much, but this is an important community matter. ]

Does anyone know who is responsible for these? [ Ned waves a copy of that mysterious flyer which has popped up around town so suddenly. He turns the camera back to his own face, talking directly to his fellow captives. ]

Whoever it is, it seems to me like they are trying to sow the seeds of doubt and turn us on one another. Make us so suspicious of one another so we can't work together. Which makes me think it might have come from the people who are keeping us here. And it makes me think that we're starting to worry them. [ There is an edge of anger to his voice, beneath the surface, if you listen closely enough. ]

But I think they're underestimating us. Gossip? Really? [ He half-laughs and shakes his head in amused disbelief. ] We're all grown-ups here. We aren't going to be- to be manipulated by some anonymous bullies. [ The spite in the way he delivers that last word makes it sound as if he's had some experience with bullies. ] We just need to trust one another, and not let this nonsense come between us. Part of that is... coming clean.

So. Me first. [ Ned swallows, takes a moment to collect his courage. It's a big thing to confess, even if plenty of people already know about it. For all his big talk, honesty is against Ned's very nature. But this isn't exactly a normal place, and at this point, owning up is just a part of damage control. ]

...It's true. I brought someone back to life. [ He exhales, half in relief. It's done, now. No going back. ] It's not like that was a secret. It happened in broad daylight and there were like, a dozen witnesses, so this- [ He brandishes the paper again ] is not exactly an exposé, is it? As for being 'mint-in-the-box', well, I don't even know what that means, so I can't say if I am one way or another.
mentis: (= | i would go out tonight)
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[ The feed starts with Charles frowning at the device. It still confuses him at the best of times. Unlike the lab equipment he's used to, the wrist communicators don't come with training and one day he'll probably sod it up monumentally. As it is he's outside in the town. Charles has managed to pick a location easily found if people require him in person. Being suspicious of the thing attached to his wrist himself, he much prefers the direct route. He's sitting on a bench, one leg pulled up over his knee, tapping his foot to an unknown beat. That's probably hard to tell from the view. It's mostly him and his now soothing smile and a whole lot of backdrop. ]

Good morning. [ Once a professor, always a professor. Or once painfully British, etc. ] I've been in the Cape for long enough now that I'm beginning to put together a bigger picture. It's a troubling place, isn't it? And yet we seem to just keep going. I commend everyone on their ability to keep buggering on, as it were. [ Charles was a child at that particular point in history, but he has a unique and natural talent in appearing as an old man. ] But I'm beginning to fear that leaves people at a unique disadvantage. What good is it talking of what troubles you when there is so much else going on?

[ Here his expression turns serious but gentle. ] People tend to leave. Or things happen that we can't quite explain away. And in a place uniquely terrifying there's always something else on the horizon. However swallowing it down is a terrible idea. So what I wanted to offer up was a sort of council. Or if that's too daunting, a nice chat about the weather. Socialising has the unique ability to lift ones spirits, you know.

[ Because Charles is a bleeding heart. Because he cares about the people even if he doesn't know them. ] I'll be here - [ Showing the view. ] For most of the afternoon. Or you can find me at house 8.

[ Another, brighter smile. ] Thank you.
enchangement: (mathematical conjectures of faith)
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The air tastes strange. [ River knows the video is on but she's not looking at it, allowing instead for the broadcast to show the hallway of house seventeen in the waning afternoon light.

An arm reaches out and a door swings open to a bedroom. Bed rumpled and several books scattered around but otherwise empty.


They took him and she doesn't know when. They took a note, the whole song is wrong now.

[ River sounds exhausted. ]

The air tastes strange. All the notes should be careful and keep themselves in tune.
recognize_an_opportunity: (I've got a bad feeling...)
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[The feed clicks on. After some fumbling and some muttered curses, probably those of someone who doesn't know quite how to work this thing, a voice will be heard over the network -- his accent is distinctively New York, and despite the previous swearing, he doesn't sound particularly perturbed.]

The way I see it, I've been kidnapped. Perhaps this is something that is better discussed in person. I'm certainly willing and able to make a generous offer in exchange for my freedom, if my captors are reasonable men. If not, I'm afraid we'll have to go about this a different way.

[There's a long pause, and a deep breath before he finishes speaking.]

I would appreciate a quick response to my inquiry. I think it'll be better for all of us if this goes as painlessly as possible.
greenisnteasy: (:| farsighted)
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[ Bruce smiles weakly into the feed, but it's clear that there's nothing happy in his eyes. It's just a way to start. ]

I'd like to apologize for what happened with the Hulk. For those of you who don't know, that was... me. The big green guy. And when I get too angry, he can... do that. What he did.

It never should have happened, and I'm truly sorry.

[ He gives the camera another grim expression, smile gone now, before he switches the feed off. ]
facilitated: (+ | chatty)
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[ Laura only really uses the network when she wants to talk to everyone - this is no exception. Pay attention, residents of Kore! She's offering up her services again - like hell if it's grave digging again though. This time it's far less morbid, and her cheerful demeanour says just as much. ]

So, fellow kidnap-ees! None of us like starving, and none of us like waiting on mysterious food drops for help? Well, a few people have brought it up, and we can't be stuck in winter forever, right?

[ She's been doing really well at super confident, dazzling smile up until now. It's slipping though, the closer she gets to actually suggesting useful ideas, the more nervous she seems to get. Laura is no public speaker, after all. ]

Basically, I lived on a farm my whole life. Like, literally. I worked on it my whole life too, and basically ran it the last year or so. So I figured, if anyone wants to learn how to do this stuff, I can show you, and if we start now? Well by the time we can actually start doing anything useful, everyone will know enough to help out.

[ She shrugs, offers another bright smile and gives a little wave. ]

Anyway, that's pretty much it so just, let me know okay? Okay.

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