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Maya, you get an email back fairly quickly. to: mie.pie@gmail.com Hello, The WiFi in the Dalhart motel here isn't super great for video. I'm happy to do a phone interview today, but check your dates. I think he's going to strike again tomorrow, a…
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Steven, Harris seems encouraged by the interest of an FBI field agent. "I've been saying we need to kick this up the chain of command for years now," she says in her soft Texan drawl. "It's about damn time that someone listened before we have anothe…
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Maya, what do you put in your email? How much are you letting Laredo know what you know or suspect? Steve, what's your plan for Officer Harris? Good cop or bad cop? Peter, do you have a usual cover story when dealing with locals? Usually they won'…
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Maya, you find the notes from where you did a preliminary phone interview with Dr. Tarrant. Definitely a small-town doc, there were only two useful facts out of the rambling conversation you had. A little over six years ago, there was a murder in to…
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From the case file, the earliest disappearance was 4 years ago tomorrow. The same police officer, Jennifer Harris, has contributed reports of the missing persons. Many of her notes indicate repeated interviews with local farmers. She asks them som…
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Turner huffs through his nose the way he does when he's holding back an opinion. "Give her the room to be her own person. Never forget she will need you to be there for her, no matter how much of a grown up adult she considers herself. And do not ne…
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"This is no human pestilence, my son," rumbles Turner's clipped, accented voice. You can almost hear him leaning back in his chair and looking out his office window as he prepares to lecture. "The signs and the portents are clear. Be prepared for th…
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The phone call goes as expected- you exchange the appropriate code words and countersigns until you get connected to the right person. There's a little more static on the line than usual, some staccato sounds in the speech. Must be a bad connection …
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"Willful ignorance is more worthy of fear, Lady. You seek the Truth. You fear the past, maybe? Or the what-if? It's a deep navel to gaze into, the past." I decide to trust her... Deklan does, for some reason, and that carries a lot of weight. I lea…
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[OOC: Assess. Roll+ influence.] (Rolled: 2d6-1. Rolls: 2, 6. Total: 7)
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There's a crack in her mask there. Something's going on that nobody told me. Something off the record. I wonder what it is? "Certainly, Lady. It's often interesting how fluid and malleable data can be, as distinct from Truth. Don't you think?" I re…
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Grigori, Rixard, Purpyll, Natalie, Oliviana, Kyz, Everette ...and Deklan. I Remember. I Remember the story. "I've disappeared before, lady." Maybe she won't notice the lowercase L. "Since there never have been Rememberers and Kosh has never been in…
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I note well the effect the news has, and the tenderness with which Bai asks is revealing. I'm a little surprised that she'd still care after all these years. It's telling. Is it leverage, or just the echoes of an younger woman's heart? I hesitate, …
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I take a sip of tea, watching her- there's a flicker of emotion behind her facade as she does some remembering of her own. Is that a tear I spy? "Lady," I say, like one would correct a child's forgotten memory, "Every Rememberer on Kosh at the time…
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"It's an old saying, Lady. Where did you last hear it?"
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I'm trying desperately to remember everything I've read in the dossier about Bai. I know she's smarter than she looks, and she looks very sharp. And she is never to be underestimated. "Yin and yang, almost. A mirror that reflects, but... Not perfec…
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I raise my eyebrows, not sure I believe you can judge someone by the way they serve tea. So I get up, push the "hot tea" button twice on the beverage machine, and bring back two plain white recyclable cups. I drop a few packets of sugar on the tabl…
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Deg, Mojo is still wary, but she's not going to pass up an opportunity. "Jingle or barter, dearie. Got anything worth giving? Or if you want to go herb-hunting, my knees ain't what they used ta be." She leans in closer, whispering. Her breath smells…
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I pause, a wry look on my face. "I was about to offer you tea... but maybe I don't have the faintest idea what you mean, Lady." I offer her a chair with a small wave of my left hand. "Thank you," I finally say, smiling cautiously. "And no, I haven'…
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Vet blinks slowly at you, you can almost hear the grit at his eyeballs slide around to you. He drops his eyes to your tits and smiles like a happy dead man. He staggers to his feet and reaches out to you, almost falls down, but he catches himself on…
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I self-consicously rub a hand over my head and look at the floor. It's a little calculated, but genuine. "It's a learned habit, not keeping a lair." I shrug. "When I did my service, I basically didn't have much more than a footlocker to call my own.…
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Vet's looking at you almost blankly, Deg. He's stoned and really can't see much of the subtle joy you probably have in your eyes. Louise is in the way of your face and your smile will soon be lost. You sense that Louise is somehow looking through yo…
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A raven? More like a hawk. No moss is growing on this old stone. She wants something, and I'll bet a full case of Chelsea IV's finest beer it has something to do with HIHX. "Uh, of course, Lady." I step aside and incline my head over one shoulder in…
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"Let me know if you need anything else, Captain," I say as I start hiding things and dropping privacy locks on my console. I have no idea what Lady Bai could possibly want with me, but its not likely to be a casual social call. I know that I haven'…
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I suck in air through my teeth. I was not expecting that. I copy everything though the various links, laundering the connection so it can't be traced back to me. I throw up some digital armor around the personality and sever the original wiping conn…
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Isis, Cize turns his sweeping gaze on you, with all the edge-of-your vision swirls that brings. Somehow you think his eyes are spirals, and the colors on him seem to have changed. "You bring me the head of the hardholder of Tine Line, and you can ha…
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[OOC: Roll + interface to take over this thing.] (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 5, 1. Total: 7)
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Vulnerable to my approach? I wrote this shit. I was on a team that made black wetware for the Wasters. I don't think about how many times they must've used it. So you could say I'm a little intimate with how it works... and what it can do. The UV cl…
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Isis, Cize gives you a scowl, "Then I'm down three things. That is bad for Ula." He turns his attention to Wisher. The Ula guard with the machete, Krin, eyes you up and down once when Cize isn't looking. Wisher, you feel the pressure of a vibrating…
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More Waster tech? Once is coincidence, twice is enemy action- except in this case, once was enemy action. "Where are you?" I think quickly, there's a couple of models of brainwipers they use. I plug my comm into the nearby console and set up a few …