synopsychic | [Video]

Hello, everyone.

I'm sorry if I alarmed anybody this last jaunt. For those of you who don't know what happened, I started as an investigator - and, two weeks in, abruptly became an infiltrator.

I'd been trying to delve into my mind, to gain access to the memories I knew I had from the last time we were here. I guess I succeeded a little too well. But, well... I think I could do it again. Turn into an infiltrator. And I think I could probably do it to someone else too, if they were willing. [Strangely, he's not going to address whether he thinks he could do it to an unwilling subject, and instead leave the implied answer as is.] More than that, I think it's probably possible to do the opposite - to turn an infiltrator into an investigator. But I haven't figured out how, yet.

If you have any questions, let me know.

Apart from that, I... I have the list of Travelers who are no longer with us. Wherever they are now, they're not in this liminal space. The list may not be quite comprehensive, but I did the best I could.

Jack Badd. Lila Zarchov. Batman. Mason. Ryuzaki. Natasha. Souji Seta - or, um, one of them, anyway. Erwin Smith. Dargor. Shuu. Mai. Dorian. Winnifred. Hijikata. And Pitch.

I'm sorry.

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I'm glad Pitch is gone. One Horror trying to gain influence in Liminal Space is more than enough.

[She'd offer him support for Erwin's disappearance, if only she knew he was someone from Armin's world. Alas, she hadn't spoken to him since the Heartport and hadn't made the connection.]

[Privately:]
Oh, is that what happened? Thank goodness. It happened so soon after we'd talked, I'd thought...

Pff, that guy was nothing. I've seen his type before.

[In the mirror.]

Nothing? He was comparing himself to the King in Yellow!

So? He was just some guy who thought a lot of darkness made him a big shot. I wasn't impressed.

...you gonna get all worked up about anyone coming in here with a whole lot of darkness energy pent-up inside?

Of course not! What kind of energy a person is made of doesn't matter. It's how that person thinks of themselves and uses that energy that's important. He could have easily said that he was made of similar data but with different intentions. Instead he became angry and insisted on the similarities he had with a being that cares only for death and madness.

Darkness energy has kind of a way of lending itself to that sort of thing. It's a pain.

No matter what he thought of himself, if the Trumps can control him so easily, I'm not sure we'd have much reason to worry. Still, it is a relief.

And... y-yes. I'm sorry if I worried you. [He looks mildly perplexed, not making the connection.] Wait, what had you thought?

You have a good point, but if he'd decided to help the King we might have had a problem.

[She sighs but smiles at his confusion. Really, the trick was that she couldn't speak plainly with him about this over the Network. Even if they could both protect their minds, they didn't know what the Trumps could do.]

Well we had our talk, I left, and a few hours later a friend of yours was on the Network demanding to know why none of us had warned her people could become Infiltrators mid-Jaunt. From what she said I was the last person to talk to you while you were still... you. So I thought... Well...

[How could she say 'I thought the Trumps had punished you' without risking telling the Trumps he was up to something potentially punishable?]

...You have a point. It would only take one person to tamper with the sigil and release him and his creatures into liminal space.

[He has another couple moments of confusion, before finally his eyes widen in understanding. The thought seems strange to him, which is why he took so long to realize - it's not that the thought of punishment or retaliation from the Trumps is odd, because he thinks about that frequently, and worries of others being punished. He's even considered how likely he is to be caught, and how unlikely he is to come away from such an event.

He'd just never considered someone else would be worried about him in that capacity.]

Oh! I understand. No, that's definitely not what happened.

Exactly. The way he'd talked, I was really scared he was going to release the King out of spite. In the Junkyard even the weakest demons could be dangerous if they had a plan and backup. Especially if the soldiers of the other Tribe estimated them because of their weak abilities.

[Sorry Armin but Sera is eternally optimistic and just wants to shower everyone with all the kindness she can, so long as they pass her "nice person" test which he definitely did. It'd make her so sad if she knew the reason he was so confused at first. Well, it's probably a good thing she didn't. First their talk in Nova Venezia about her having absolute trust and confidence in her Tribe and now this? She's probably breaking his brain a little bit as is.]

Oh, thank God. I'm glad.

You've dealt with demons before? And... what's the junkyard?

[The way she says it makes it obvious it's very familiar to her - obviously someplace from back home. But, thinking about it, Armin doesn't have the slightest idea where Sera comes from.]

I'm sorry. It won't happen again - or at least, I'll warn everyone first, next time.

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