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Welcome to Retrospec™, the last social media network you will ever need. You are one of the few selected to test this exciting new platform based on our cutting-edge algorithms. Less than two hundred invitations have gone out, and membership is not currently open to the public. However, we hope you will come to see how useful Retrospec™ is, given time. We have for your use a variety of features such as text, voice, video, and image posts. We encourage you to explore our many options. Anyway, now that the copypaste part is out of the way! Jim here, requesting you guys make your secret meetings a little more exciting. It's not like you're not trying with the whole "let's meet off the network!" dealio, but I have some serious concerns. For one thing, no secret handshakes or phrases? Not even dramatic meeting locations? The trying rating is about half a star if that. And I'm almost bored to tears with the whole back and forth about what's going on. Not bored enough to give you a cheat sheet, but still. I can't get myself taken off surveillance duty, so at least try to make it a little more exciting! You guys might like this wikihow. Later! Jim Halloway Research & Development Retrspec Incorporated Please feel free to use this post as a network mingle. Every toplevel can be considered a new post, and threadjacking is permitted. No NPC response will be given. Usernames are the character's full real AU names, not aliases or chosen nicknames or usernames, and seemed to have filled themselves in; nothing characters do can change or obscure their names currently. Characters who have been in game for more than one month will find they can change their profile pictures; newcomers are locked into their first choice. At various points throughout the day users will be sent images of themselves from behind, regardless of where they are. There doesn't seem to be any way to catch whoever might be taking and sending these, however, especially since being alone in a room doesn't seem to be a deterrent.

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[originallutece]

Not particularly. I assume you're at your apartment?

[roseblooms]

I am, for the moment. But I can meet you elsewhere if it'd be less hassle?

[originallutece]

No, that works out. I'm still at the university, I'll come by and pick you up in a few minutes, once I finish up here.

[roseblooms]

You're STILL...?

[originallutece]

It's only nine. Don't start.

[roseblooms]

I'm more simply wondering what you could possibly still have to DO at this hour.

[originallutece]

The laboratory doesn't close if you're a professor, and there are some experiments I didn't want to do when there were students around.

[roseblooms]

...

Really, Dr. Lutece, love elixirs in your spare time? How scandalous.

[originallutece]

Yes, Fawkes. I've finally perfected it; now the only question is who to test it on. Any ideas?

[roseblooms]

Swap out the creamer in the faculty lounge with it.

It's a disaster in the making.

[originallutece]

All right. Don't blame me when half the robotics department is chasing after you, though; this will be entirely on your head.

I'm on my way to the car.

[roseblooms]

Chasing me in what capacity, though, is the real question.

The fun kind, or the other kind?

[originallutece]

They wouldn't be chasing you to play Star Crossing, I can tell you that much.

[OHO LOOK AT CLEVER HER, REFERENCING THE VIDEO GAMES]

[roseblooms]

Star...Crossing...

Do you by any chance mean "StarCraft"?

[originallutece]

[. . .]

You're missing my point.

[roseblooms]

I'm commenting on the fact that you just tried to nerd me and your nerding backfired.

[originallutece]

I was trying to relate to you via one of your interests, and incidentally I'm going to spike your coffee and yours alone.

[And since she's gotten into her car, she's gotten the last word in, so eat it, boyo. It's not ten minutes later that her BMW is coming to a halt in front of his apartment door.]

[roseblooms]

[...Okay, but now that just begs the question of whether or not she really DID make a love elixir, and the fact that she's not answering in the first place is...suspect.

But here she is, and so he's quick to grab his coat and — with some reluctance — his phone, and head down to meet her, waving lightly in greeting before sliding into the passenger seat of her car.]

Good evening, professor. Did the labwork go well?

[originallutece]

I was a bit more pleased with my efforts before all this nonsense began. Which reminds me--

[In one swift movement, she tosses him her phone.]

I want to start comparisons between separate applications. Are your pictures any different from mine?

[roseblooms]

[...Is she seriously trusting him to look through her phone? Good god. WELL, IF SHE INSISTS...]

Meaning, are there similarities in composition and whatnot? I thought you said you hadn't received any.

[originallutece]

[AS IF HE'LL DO ANYTHING BUT LOOK AT WHAT HE'S TOLD.]

That changed over the past few minutes. There's one that must have been taken earlier today, and one taken as I was texting you.

[roseblooms]

I'm sorry to hear that.

[Though it does give him something to focus on looking into, which he proceeds to do with a few efficient taps of his fingertips.]

You didn't say anything. While we were texting, I mean. Did you only receive them afterward?

[originallutece]

No.

[A beat. As they pull away from the curb, she adds reluctantly:]

I hardly wanted to tell you I was worried where Mr. Halloway might see.

[roseblooms]

...That's understandable.

[He pauses, drawing in a deep slow breath, and then gradually lets it out again in almost a sigh.]

Truth be told, I'm none too comfortable with it, myself. I just didn't see any point in advertising that fact either — particularly in light of all of the other reactions people have been having.

If reactions are what they're looking for, I hardly want to indulge them in it.

[originallutece]

Exactly.

[She frowns at the road.]

Some of the photos taken . . . however they were taken speaks of highly disturbing methods. Bolt lock or not, I don't think this will stop. In truth . . . I'm glad to have company tonight.