[Locked to Luceti Residents]

[malnosso]

My dear people of Luceti --

An invasion, all under the guise of a fantasy. What’s been done will not be forgotten. Certainly not by you, and not by the denizens of a dozen other enclosures who suffered similar attacks at the same time. As we speak, programmers and engineers hard at work combing through the barrier’s nuts and bolts. If the Cultists and his Lordship exploited some natural weakness in the dome, they will find it. Patch it up. Curious, isn’t it, that the Count chose yours to invade with his own two feet?

But there are other matters to discuss. I spoke with some of you only a few months ago. Let me announce more completely what I, back then, only intimated. I’m Carol, and I intend to spend some time in our little town. If you like, you can consider my resolve to continue my work here a sign of good faith. I remain unarmed and -- I assure you -- wholly peaceable. In this way, I hope I may have faith in you as well. After all, we are kin in a strange kind of way.

It is my duty -- as well as my pleasure -- to be Luceti’s liaison with the Organization. You must have many questions, concerns, and many many curses. Bring them to me, and we’ll see what can be done. We can talk here. But if any of you find the journals distasteful, you can also come have a seat with me at the sweet little tea shop. I’ll be there for the afternoon.

[As usual, this voiced post has a neatly typed 'written' section as well.

A thread with CJ can be found here.]

Comments

[liaising]

"...Some would say the Count's strength is not as all-encompassing as he would have us believe. Me? I take it fro the same reason why even natural Shifts don't affect everyone. Or a flu skips a person or two while infecting the many."

[ablankpage]

"A mere fluke, then. That certainly makes sense." He's not sure, really, if that's more or less comforting than there being any reason to it all.

[liaising]

"A fluke, or else the reason is beyond the ken of a civil servant."

[ablankpage]

"Of course."

He pauses a moment and nods his head. "Thank you for all your patience. It's good of you to answer my questions. If I can repay the favour at a later date and be of help to you and your organization, I would be happy to do it."

[liaising]

"I'm certain to call on you again, sir. Likewise -- should there be any other concerns? Do bring them to me. I can't always promise that I can provide, but I will always listen."

[ablankpage]

Well, actually.

"I'm aware our things are brought. Sometimes quite sporadically. Is this under the control of the Malnosso at all? There are a few things I could use, certainly. They aren't necessary, but I would rather like them. Is there a way to encourage their appearance?"

[liaising]

She grabbed for a pad of paper and a pen.

"...What are they? I can see what I can do."

[ablankpage]

"Our research. Books and notes. It's all scattered around our laboratory, of course. I'm sure some was even burned." He's not going to think about that. Not going to get angry. Not right now. "I can recreate it with time, of course, but if I had it, it would certainly be easier to try and figure out how it applies and what needs to be altered in a new world."

[liaising]

"...How specific. I hadn't realized your desires were so particular. That might prove more...troubling."

[ablankpage]

"I'm a scientist." He says it with a small smile. "My work is the thing I care most about." That... might be a lie, but it will suffice to tell to a representative of the Malnosso. "I understand it might not be possible, of course. No reason, though, not to ask."

[liaising]

"You have much in common, then, with my colleagues in the more...academic departments."

[ablankpage]

"Whatever the world, there are always scientists." And he knows what sort of ethics bind the truly ambitious scientist... Which means they had all best be careful.