It begins...

[willyousee]

Your pardon, everyone.

[A calm, cultured voice speaks firmly across the psychic network, cutting through the babble.]

If everyone could please check in, perhaps we can determine who is infiltrating and who is investigating. Please especially speak up if you arrived outside of the room of clothing racks. Has anyone met one of the infiltrators yet?



((OOC: This is open to anyone and everyone! If the thread is not marked as private, assume it's a public conversation. You are allowed to threadjack at will!))

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[willyousee]

[ Almost, Leonardo looks more at home here than anywhere but his workshop. Almost. Such fear and pain should never have to be present in his face, and yet...

Heart tight, he goes willingly into his friend's embrace, simply holding him for as long as is necessary. His free hand cups about the back of Leonardo's neck and he tips their temples together, murmuring softly. ]

I wish they were here. I wish we could know with every fiber of our souls that they are safe and here and forever ours. It is so difficult to be without them... but we must endure.

If we cannot reach them, they must be infiltrating. If there are no infiltrators here, they must be elsewhere. Infiltrators and Investigators are never apart for long - Lady Neria cannot remember a time when they remained separate groups. We cannot do our best with no clues and our hearts distracted. They will come back to us. They must, if the Trumps wish us to succeed.

[ He is certain of none of this, of course, but he can fool even Delaunay when he wishes. His voice betrays none of his nerves - only his empathy and resolve. Still, he is grateful he does not have to look Leonardo in the face as he says this. ]

We will find them, and we will bring them back to us. They may never know how much we will fight and search and tear our hearts apart for them, but we will.

[ He stays within the hug, hand gentle and warm on the back of Leonardo's neck, and leaning back just enough that he can look into the maestro's eyes. ]

We will do this together. We simply must combine our skills, and then what puzzle will go unsolved?

[ A warm, slow, almost smile spreads across his lips. ]

Say you'll help me? I do not think I can do this alone.