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Will Delta be able to even up the score, or will hS secure his win?

"I really stopped believing you about your abilities a while back, Ix. You have a nasty habit of selling yourself short." He grabbed a sip of Coke. "Go on, give it a go. I'm sure you're good at it."

((You can try for an angst off, but Tom may not cooperate.))

"Why don't you suggest something to do? Way I see it, we're getting nowhere."

"Yes, we're supposed to have fun there, and that won't be working if we can't find something agreeing with you," Richard said. "Besides, not thinking too much through thing isn't necessarily bad. Heck, this is an halloween party, that's the moment or that."

"We really don't have the same view on Halloween..."

So, yeah. Closer to eight times in the last week. Probably something running daily somewhere?

"Now, give me a sailing ship, and I can do amazing things with her, but anything more complicated than a word processor and I'm totally lost." Dax cracked her knuckles. "Man, I really didn't think this costume through at all, did I? At least Mystique can morph clothes..."

Ix swallowed. "I'm not very good at scary grins... or any grins..."

((Can we start an angst-off? Please? Pleeease? I promise I'll behave myself.))

I came from a rather spiritual family, so while I wouldn't necessarily call myself superstitious, I do find myself hesitating before making definitive statements. Especially things along the lines of, "I will never do this thing! Ever!" Because that's just asking for life to prove me wrong. And I swear, some days I can just feel the Ironic Overpower looming over me. Just waiting for me to make some dumb comment and make it all go horridly wrong.

I saw it when the bot first popped up. Was half tempted to turn it into a story, actually. About some rouge Medical staff member trying (and failing) to establish a black market. Still might do that, actually. We'll see.

Anyway, thanks hS for the diligence. We really do appreciate it.

I loved death parade! It isn't really that dark in my opinion, but I guess I am a bit desensitized.

Now that I am beginning to see your preferences, I would also recommend Darker than Black, Ajin, Black Lagoon, Serial Experiments Lain, Canaan, and Psycho-pass.

"That's cool. Did he tell you to do the scary grin at people who are bugging you? That's always hilarious. C'mon, give us a scary grin!"

Meanwhile...

Derik managed to weave his way out of the crowd with a minimum of awkward collisions. After relieving himself, he felt a bit better; a full bladder could wreck even a sane and sober man's mental coherence. He washed up, splashed his face, and stood staring at the mirror above the sink. The symbol of the Green Lanterns stood out on his chest.

"Willpower," he muttered. "You're a disgrace to that uniform."

Leaning against the wall outside, Jenni started at a crunch of glass and a muffled yelp. She spun around, quite prepared to barge in, but the door opened before she could get her hand on it and she almost ran into Derik coming out. Startled in turn, he reared back, flailing, and they grabbed onto each other's arms.

"What are you doing?" he demanded, scowling. He'd restored the green domino mask over his eyes.

"What are you doing?" she retorted. She turned over his right hand, took in the freshly reddened knuckles, and looked up in expectant concern.

"Restoring a measure of clarity," he answered. "Don't look so panicked, it's not a habit. But it is effective."

A thousand protests were on her tongue, but she swallowed them. "All right. Now what?"

"Now I go back and apologize like a man, tell the story I promised, and go home before anything else ironic happens. Coming?"

Jenni sighed. "You bet."

(( Aaaaaaangst angst angst angst. Sorry if that was a bit on the darker side, but once the image got in my head, it wouldn't go away. Building Maintenance is going to be ticked off about that mirror. {= P ))

"Eh, when they showed the first trailer for Persona 5, the protagonist 'stole' the show for that. Killing the lights, Life Will Change playing, a perfect introduction for a Phantom Thief. You have a better idea?"

"Well, I'm out of tricking with technology, and frankly not that interested in participating," Marina said. "Still, I heard worst ideas."

Dax looked down at herself. "Normally my idea of tricking people is pretending to be their doppleganger, but I don't really have any clothes on right now..."

"He seems friendly enough, usually. I would think he gave you pretty good advice." He shrugged.

Thoth just sat there, silently watching.

The baron looked up from his maps where he was tracking the movements of the enemy. Plort was under seige—and for once, it was not by the Marizu.

"I've got new reports in from Eagleshade and Juliette," Brother Silance said as he entered the room.

Iximaz couldn't even be bothered to snap at his brother for coming in without knocking. Some things never changed from childhood, he thought wearily.

Right, Kalson. Much more pressing matters.

"Show me," Iximaz said.

Silance set the messages down on the desk, and Iximaz scanned through them.

Five new attacks under Huinesoron's watch. And another last night that Juliette had to take care of.

"This is just getting absurd," Iximaz said, pushing the messages away. "When will he learn that he can't win?"

"Never," Silance said. "New reports—"

"I don't give a damn about the new reports! We're wasting our time dealing with this nuisance rather than leading another strike against the Marizu!" Iximaz pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "I'm sorry. I should not have shouted at you."

"Eh, s'fine," Silance said, sitting on the edge of the desk. "But, um, I don't think Kalson can be considered a nuisance any more—Huinesoron's heard news of forces gathering from al corners of Arell to attack us. We think..."

Iximaz's eyes widened as he considered the implications. "He's trying to poison the island?"

Silance nodded grimly.

Iximaz stood up and grabbed his cloak off the back of his chair before striding out of the room.

"Where are you going?" Silance asked, hurrying after him.

"To deal with this threat in person," Iximaz said. "I've had enough of sitting up in this tower, twiddling my thumbs and hoping it will go away on its own. Kitty has already launched a small strike against Kalson; it's past time I did the same."


((What? This seemed like it was becoming notable enough that it deserved some Plortification.

Silance is my brother, previously known as foofooman3—he's been hanging out in the Discord to game with us under the new tag, so his Plort name has inexplicably changed.))

I've only noticed this and the ones last night (~10 hours ago, I guess).

~Neshomeh

"I, erm..." She took a deep breath—and promptly looked back down at the floor. "Messaged him asking how he dealt with people staring," she mumbled. "At the, at, at the scars." The last word was whispered in shame.

Shame had won out. He raked his fingers up through his hair, which had been gelled down for the occasion, and thus he succeeded only in making himself look even more disheveled. "I am being very self-indulgent, Ix," he said with the profound solemnity of the very drunk. "Very selfish. I—I didn't want you to know me like this." He fidgeted, growing agitated again, and mumbled: "I should, um... I need the necessary." He got to his feet, swayed, and put out a forbidding arm. "Nobody help me. I'll go. You stay." He staggered off into the crowd.

Jenni shifted anxiously on her feet. "I'll go after him. I'm sure it's fine, but... I'll go after him."

Gall looked around, shrugged, and took Derik's chair. She leaned forward and looked up challengingly up at Ix. "So how do you know my partner?"

(( Well, it had to happen at some point after seven drinks. Honestly, now that we've started this scenario, I'm struggling to know what to do with it. So, buying Derik some time to flip into a more conducive mood. If you don't like the weather, just wait five minutes! ))

I also forgot that (Agent) Kaitlyn wears glasses - I had to go and check. ^^ But she does, so that's fine.

This is the first time in... a while I've read a new PPC story end-to-end, so well done on keeping my attention? I have to say, my absolute favourite line goes to the Marquis for his cookies comment. ^^

Agent Kaitlyn says: Ooh, I get a favour? I wonder what I should ask for! ... no, asking for mushrooms would be silly...

Anyway, here's hoping the locked-morph doesn't have any weird interactions with the Disguise Generator!

hS, disjointed and not all that coherent, shaddupitsfriday

I've had to quash flurries of medicine spam five times in the last week or so. It's coming from IPs all over the place - the current ones I have recorded are Washington, Utah, and Cameroon - so I'm afraid the only option is to keep bonking them on the head when they pop up.

hS