Apology cookies from your kidnapper. Totally legit.

[acapriciousthing]

So I feel like I need to apologize to everyone my overlay kidnapped.

[Even if she can sort of see where D'Eath was coming from...]

I made some apology cookies... if you're okay with eating them. I get why you wouldn't be.

I swear I don't usually make a kidnapping habit.

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[whydoyoushine]

So what kind of cookies are we talking about here?

[acapriciousthing]

Classic chocolate chip? I could always whip up something else instead... there's not really an official apology cookie.

[whydoyoushine]

Nah, that works. Mr. Sparkles will eat anything sweet.

[acapriciousthing]

Mr Sparkles?

[She's missed that one]

[whydoyoushine]

My spirit animal. He did that infiltrating-but-still-yourself thing too; he was my overlay's assistant. You worried him way more than you worried me, so he's getting the cookies.

[reallymean]

You're not your overlay. Most of us do understand that.

[There's a slight pause.]

And as unpleasant as the experience was, I know I'm not entirely without sympathy for her position.

[Especially after the death of some of the guards.

Not that she regrets being uncooperative herself, or planning to aid in the rescue. She may not be entirely without sympathy, but she is entirely without the desire to end up as someone's lab experiment, or to let anyone else suffer that fate.]

[acapriciousthing]

She was... frightened. She was dealing with something she didn't really understand. And the main thing she learned was danger..

[reallymean]

That's a reasonable takeaway. We weren't as...restrained as we could have been.

I expect we'll have trouble if we ever visit that world again.

[acapriciousthing]

We will. Area 54 was already changing their focus from aliens to the extradimensional threat. She didn't want more people killed.

[dontbetoncurry]

You know, in the future, if you ever have thoughts about breaking the law, you can feel free to talk to me first. I'll gladly explain why something is a bad idea.

[acapriciousthing]

Usually I can figure that one out... the overlay not so much.

[dontbetoncurry]

I mean I figure you haven't carried me off to the horrory nethers for something. But I've been involved in that line of work, I can offer a professional view few people can.

What's the overlay? Some sort of chip?

[acapriciousthing]

Every skillset's relevant sooner or later here.

It's those lives that they slip us into on Jaunts. I'm not sure any of us really know how they work... they're people who were already there and keep on existing afterwards.

[unconventionalelf]

No need to apologize it wasn't really you.

It was kind of fun... until well it wasn't.

[ Tal pauses a moment. ]

What are cookies?

[acapriciousthing]

It was... very different.

[That question's simpler]

Cookies are a sort of baked sweet.

[unconventionalelf]

Oh? Like cakes?

[acapriciousthing]

They're denser than cakes. That level of sweetness though.

[starshaper]

It's fine, you weren't yourself and it was better than any kidnapping back home.

I would love to eat cookies, any cookies, though you really don't need to apologize from me.

[acapriciousthing]

Do you... get kidnapped a lot?

[That is an odd reaction]

You're more than welcome to the cookies.

[eldritchwheelies]

Oh hey welcome back.

I am the LAST person who would have hard feelings. Getting screwfiltrated sucks.

[acapriciousthing]

Screwfiltrated... I guess that's one way of putting it.

[photonicfighter]

It was your overlay, not you. There's nothing to apologize for.

But I'm not about to say no to cookies, if you're offering!

[acapriciousthing]

I've never had an overlay quite that... far off.

You can have the cookies either way.

[photonicfighter]

Other people have, though. You're not alone in having this happen.

Where are you giving them out?

[acapriciousthing]

That's... well, I'm not sure quite comforting that they do that a lot. But it's something.

I'll be in front of the Workshop.

[It seems like a major public area]