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mr. kaiyou asked about extra manpower. we can't really grant access to anyone other than we have now unless someone switches out, and i can't unlimit the people the doctor put on probation, but you can all consult with one another so long as you're in network areas although in some locations you may only be able to reach your actual team consultant if you were assigned one. or one another if you were not. i'd advise you to maybe try not to get put on probation on here but i can't really stop you if you do. so i'll just say that this is still being monitored and none of you are actually required to work with us, so. please allow the people who are trying to the time to do so. i did warn mr. kaiyou it's a possibility. Maurice Fitzwilliam Intern Retrspec Incorporated Please be advised monsters from the Bestiary can still be found around town. The convention center is still wrecked as well! Other damage can be found around town such as broken windows, some destroyed buildings, etc. Strangely, the monsters were courteous and left people's homes alone (for the most part.) Please note: this mingle is for Group One and Group Three members. Those of Group Two are still missing and time is still moving normally. This means they have been gone for one week as of today. Group One and Group Three members may continue to create their own posts and logs about the state of affairs, though this post is a good time to link up and discuss what's happening city-side. 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.

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[crudest]

We're going to fix it.

[And that's probably the fastest, most certain answer that he's had for her. Still there's a pause as he considers that, then pulls up his phone again.]

... actually, hold on - I think some kid...

[it's one of his more recent messages but - he does pull up a link that was given to him and slides his phone over for Ros to read over it]

That's some new stuff I've gotten. What do you think?

1/?

[originallutece]

[Okay, so, she's a few shots in at this point, and the alcohol has had more than enough time to settle. Two shots in, and she's had a long few weeks, fighting monsters and getting injured, and she's worried about those friends that are missing, she's worried about those friends who are fighting-- and honestly, even beyond all that, she's hated these past few months. She hates puzzles with no solutions, no conclusions--

--so given all that, what happens next isn't such a surprise.]

I knew it!

[holy fuck ros did you just shout that]

2/2

[originallutece]

I knew it was parallel universes, I was bloody well right-- hah, of course I was--

[And now she's reading the rest of that, her smile lingering even as she goes over it. She reads it twice, then:]

Hmm . . . well, I don't know if I believe all of this . . . this person is right, in that we ought to not take all of this as truth, but it's useful to know. But stealing reality . . . I wouldn't put it like that, but certainly reality can be warped in certain ways. That would explain more of how these creatures that some of us are encountering are doing the things they're doing.

[crudest]

[She sure did - though Baren does manage a laugh at her exclamation??? Wow.

There's a part of his personality that's taking notes. This is an area that he hasn't touched before, some part of science that's too in-depth for him to follow, but he'll be making the effort.]

The creatures themselves are probably from the other realities - someone in the initial chaos recognized what we were fighting from some of his memories. There are things that line up with what we know... but the idea of it being a storm created by outside parties... that's what I find odd.

I didn't get around to asking Maury about that. It seemed more pressing to get information about how to keep everyone alive... and they're tight-lipped due to some kind of weird restrictions within the company.

But it's something.

regain finally obtained hot damn

[originallutece]

It's--

[Oh, and her eyes widen, unfocusing for a long few seconds. Oh, and surely that's a familiar expression to anyone on this app, because it means something new has just been triggered. Rosalind stares at nothing, and then, slowly:]

They could slip through a Tear . . .

[You can hear the capitalization in her voice.]

gasps

[crudest]

[It sure is - and Baren watches, wonders if he needs to get more wine ready considering the fact that so many of the regains he's been around for have largely involved death and trauma.

Crisis avoided, maybe.]

A Tear?

I'm not following, Prof.

[originallutece]

It's--

[She waves her hand in an up-and-down motion, her gaze still focused elsewhere as she tries to think. The memory is new, but she's almost certain she's seen that before.]

A tear in the fabric of reality. Like a tear in a garment, you understand? A window between worlds. The city where I used to-- where she lives, they're full of them. They're--

[Oh. Oh, she most certainly remembers now. Rosalind grabs her phone, skimming through picture after picture until finally--]

This.

[Elizabeth had sent the picture to her months ago, back when she still had all her memories intact. It's the precise same thing that's showing up in her memory, and oh, she'll have to consider the implications of that soon, but one thing at a time.]

[crudest]

[He's patient as he waits for the explanation, understanding the disorientation that comes with new memories by now. Then there's the slight nod as he processes the rest of it. A tear in the very barrier between realities, which makes sense considering that he's heard so many different theories regarding the possibility of alternate universes. Reincarnation. A reset button.

He leans in to catch the picture and his brow automatically furrows.]

How old is this? [Considering that it wasn't at the top of Rosalind's photo album.] Who found it?

[And it had to have closed if nothing came of it...? Or is it still stable somewhere and it just hadn't been mentioned?]

[originallutece]

Three months old. And a colleague of mine: Elizabeth Wolf.

[She glances back down at the picture, frowning.]

With whom I now wonder if I share a world. It's a bit too late to ask her now, however. She lost the app two months ago.

[crudest]

If you remember this phenomenon and she - .... what, found one? How did it even come into existence....

[He shakes his head, trying to avoid getting sidetracked.]

I mean - you're probably right. Might help if you start seeing other familiar faces from your... memories or alternate knowledge, I guess, we have to acknowledge them properly now.

[originallutece]

Alternate knowledge might be more appropriate.

Though I don't know if I'm so eager to see another person from my memories. My other self doesn't seem to be all that fond of others.

[crudest]

Surrounded by incompetents wherever you go, Professor?

[originallutece]

Incompetents and idiots and people unwilling to consider any information unless it's presented to them with a song and dance.

[crudest]

What'd you do in your alternate life? More teaching?

[Or - well, if she knows something about Tears and other people aren't believing her, he can't help but wonder if it's something a bit more direct than that.]

[originallutece]

I studied this.

[Timely, right?]

Parallel universes, alternate realities . . . I studied it all, and apparently at one point had proof that they existed.

[crudest]

[ . . . oh. Yeah, that's really convenient.]

Well, you've got brand new proof of that now. Nice one...!

[originallutece]

[Despite herself-- or perhaps because of the drinks she's had, who can say-- Rosalind snorts.]

I'll be sure to tell my other self that, shall I?

[crudest]

Think we can? I feel like that breaks some kind of time-traveling, world-bending rule. Some kind of stay in your lane alternate universe shit.

[He's amused despite himself - ]

Anyway, if it interests you at all, I think Maury wants Team Daquiri to go hopping through one of those unreality twists to look for someone. An up close and personal look, I guess?

[originallutece]

[She waves a hand airily for that first part. But oh . . . Rosalind leans forward, interest clear in her gaze.]

And you're going to go, aren't you?

[crudest]

[without much hesitation at all:]

Of course.

Want anything from the trip?

[originallutece]

Everything and anything you can get your hands on, as well as your detailed observations.

[crudest]

'kay.

[But is it ever that easy with Baren, of course not.]

In exchange, you'll tell me everything that runs through your head about it. How about that?

[originallutece]

[She raises an eyebrow.]

You want to sit and listen to my analysis?

[crudest]

Over wine? Sounds like a good time to me.

[originallutece]

[DON'T MAKE THIS WEIRD, she almost says, but that's just inviting teasing.]

All right. Deal.