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[neverfeltthatway]

[Armin tries to look professional, but this liminal has been trying, in a number of ways. He keeps his face neutral, but he looks tired - and there's a tension to his expression, just a hint of sadness.]

I have the list of those Travelers who are no longer with us. To be clear, I am only including Travelers who have been here for at least a jaunt. There are too many who both arrived and vanished in the last couple weeks for me to include them all, since I never met most of them. If anyone wants to know whether somebody who showed up during the last couple weeks is still here, however, I can find out.

Nicholas. Istas. Elliot. Byerly. Zatanna. Mikleo. Doujima. Robin. Neeshka. Hal. Sorey.

[He goes quiet for a long moment, before continuing on a different vein.] Most of you will probably have noticed, but this liminal space seems to be messing with our heads - making people more cynical and paranoid.

Eldritch defenses work against this influence.

I'm not sure exactly what this means, but we should be on guard. However, I have searched thoroughly and I can find no trace of the King in Yellow's sign.

Comments

Private (Protected)

[thornsofmalkav]

Yeah and I haven't been able to protect both side of the conversation yet, just mine. Okay. Where do you want to meet to talk about this. Your created room?

Private

[amadine]

Let's. I'll switch the lighting over to glowstones.

Private (Protected)

[thornsofmalkav]

Awesome. Thanks. Let me know which room it's attached to and I'll head over.

Private

[amadine]

The one with the ridiculous hedgehogs. Mind the spines.

Private to Action

[thornsofmalkav]

Will do.

[It's easier to get around the hedgehogs than it sounds. Thorne is very much not impaled by the time that she gets to Sabetha's room.]

Hey. So what's this about thin walls?

Action

[amadine]

[Sabetha's at her desk with a glass of wine, and turns when Thorne enters.]

I began on your side of the last Jaunt, though I didn't end on it. I think - I fear Neeshka might have attempted to follow me, and found herself caught somewhere else entirely.

Re: Action

[thornsofmalkav]

Oh. Shit.

[This requires the alcoholic blood. She's just... gonna take that out now and pour it.]

[amadine]

My thoughts exactly. If she did, it might be possible to track her down...but it also means we're going to have to worry about people attempting to kick the walls down as soon as they realize it's possible.

[thornsofmalkav]

And maybe they'll get stuck too. Shit. Shit.

[DRINKING HER BOOZY BLOOD NOW.]

[amadine]

And need to be retrieved in turn, assuming it's even possible to do so.

[thornsofmalkav]

Yeah. God.

[Another long sip of booze blood.]

I. Ugh. I'm sorry, Sabetha. I don't know... but you're right, we should try to keep this on the down-low for now. Just so she's not the only one.

[amadine]

Fortunately, unless anyone else decides to get experimental, we should be able to keep it quiet for now. I don't think Liminal Space is quite unstable enough to make pushing through easy. Although if it is, we might have much bigger things to worry about in short order.

[thornsofmalkav]

Yeah.

So, uh, what did you tell the desert island guys about how you got there when you got there? I mean, how many of them know you were in Rome first?

[amadine]

Just Raidou. The rest were asleep when I arrived, or else absent. It was easy enough to catch up on the chaos I'd missed before they woke, and let them assume I'd just been playing antisocial.

[thornsofmalkav]

Well, at least we can trust Raidou not be that big of an idiot.

[amadine]

[Sabetha dips her head slightly in agreement.]

He's one of the few here who possesses any sense at all.

[thornsofmalkav]

Yeah. Pretty much. Whatever they pick us for, sense is not it.