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synopsychic2016-12-02 03:54 pm
brokers) wrote in synopsychic2016-12-02 03:54 pm
Mid-late Week 3
[The broadcast goes out in the latter half of the third week of mass markings. Liara's voice is likely familiar, but where her telepathic communication is usually crisp and clear, this time it has an odd, echoing quality, almost as though she's livestreaming a recording of speech. There isn't much by way of inflection - it sounds, perhaps, as though she's reading from a screen, or repeating something over-rehearsed.]
I am certain that by now, most of you have seen the media room that makes up the third stage of this iteration of Liminal Space. It is a reproduction of a portion of a place we refer to as Moebius, and the location of the first Jaunt the oldest of us remember.
The computer banks within that room do not hold information about the Jaunt itself. They do not hold information about our captors. They only hold records of our own deaths. I would...
[There's a brief skip, as though the connection has faltered, though there's no evidence of disruption.]
I would strongly advise everyone to leave them alone. And whatever you do, do not attempt to Interface with them. The accounts are quite intimate.
I am certain that by now, most of you have seen the media room that makes up the third stage of this iteration of Liminal Space. It is a reproduction of a portion of a place we refer to as Moebius, and the location of the first Jaunt the oldest of us remember.
The computer banks within that room do not hold information about the Jaunt itself. They do not hold information about our captors. They only hold records of our own deaths. I would...
[There's a brief skip, as though the connection has faltered, though there's no evidence of disruption.]
I would strongly advise everyone to leave them alone. And whatever you do, do not attempt to Interface with them. The accounts are quite intimate.
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I'll be there soon.
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[There's genuine warmth beneath the brittle weariness of her psychic voice.]
[Action]
Liara?
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[With her voice to indicate her position, it's easy enough to find her. She's guarding the path from Purgatory, her frame limned in blue-violet light that flickers occasionally with flares of foxfire.
Anyone could see it for a threat display. Having been through Liara's dungeon, Cassandra might recognize it as a barrier primed for expansion to block the entire path if necessary - as the commandos had attempted to use to hold off the Reaper hordes.]
[Action]
Is there a place you want me to stand?
[Would asking her things like that help?]
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[She turns enough to gesture down to the platform holding the computers. That, at least, is a good sign - she's not so far gone that she expects something to rush her at a moment's notice, even if she does look wound tight enough to snap.]
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All right.
Would it help if I broke them? Or... they'd just come back, wouldn't they?
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[There is a hint of chagrin in her expression. Not at the destruction, but at the fact that it hadn't been intentional.]
It did not take.
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They left this here to tempt people, didn't they? The ones who don't know what this place is.
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It's not a bad theory. It's one a large part of her wants to agree with - Moebius remains a festering wound, and the Arcana's complicity in it is one of her largest issues with them.
And yet...]
Perhaps, but I do not think it is that simple.
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Perhaps... it's also a warning of sorts? Or there are differing purposes from the different Arcana...?
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[How would that work?]
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[She musters a weak smile, wobbly around the edges.]
Ask me on another day - I may be better able to gather my thoughts.
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Of course, that still leaves her scrambling to come up with anything to talk about that's not this.] Is there... is there anything else you want me to do?
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[She lays a hand on Cassandra's arm, the glow of her barrier flickering and briefly expanding to form something like a strange, shimmering bracer that spreads out from where she makes contact.]
Thank you.
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[Especially since Liara really looks like she could use the support right now.]
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[She nods towards the other end of the chamber.]
I will watch the far doors, and warn anyone approaching from Nova Venezia.
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All right.
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