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[Locked to Luceti Residents]
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.]
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.]
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[Sheena has never been one in control of her subconscious motions, but Luceti has given her a set that's difficult to read: her right hand in a fist on the table but the left one flat, for example. Easier to read is the all-over shudder.]
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[ it was, indeed, far far worse. ]
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[Without all of her faculties together, Sheena can't see that maybe Carol just knows the right switches to flip in the conversation.]
What did they want? Did- did the other ones make it?
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[She is almost on the verge of sitting down, like this is some kind of conversation.]
You don't attack and sabotage and gather information about a person for years just to use it all up 'causing chaos'. That's not how it works. They wanted something.
[Something that not just Luceti had. Or maybe something Luceti had, but they needed a big enough distraction elsewhere in order to get it.]
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[Or does he have equally-'impressive' allies?]
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...Actually, Sheena, I most emphatically did not know that that was what you meant. I apologize for the error.
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Fine. Sorry. But what's the answer?
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What does he want, with being one of them? I thought he was supposed to be...responsible for the stuff that happened to us.
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