infomodder | IC contact [Mask or Menace]

Since never. But you're not "acting" like your okay. I wanted to ask why, and so I'm here.

[He's recently found out his best friend might be his worst enemy. There's that.]

I'm not thrilled that people are screwing with you like this.

[Motherfuckers going to be shake and bake, and Will helped!]

[ That's kind of a big deal, Will. Kind of a big deal. ]

Neither do I, but you're more careful than this, and I have a hard time believing it's because some idiot made off with my wardrobe and left me with the high school locker room collection.

[No, it's okay. This is fine. It'll be all right.

The house is on fire but he'll pull through.]

It's not even 6 in the morning, Annie. Not everyone wakes up on their A game.

[he is so full of shit]

You need a distraction or something?

[and helpfully rude]

[ Careful of the burns, Will, but moreso of the smoke. One kills much faster, and the other lingers, painful.

Lunatic might inform them both on these details. ]

More convincing if I didn't see the timestamps on some of your lucid conversations, Will.

[ Two can play the watches things in public game. ]

I don't need a distraction. I need an explanation, which I don't have yet, and I have a train, which I'm on the way to catch after Kanaya leaves.

[Lunatic needs to stay the hell away from both of them.

But that means they need to stay away in return, and Will doesn't get that sort of conversation so much anymore. Didn't. He's not sure how to feel about certain conversations with certain people, not now.]

I'm fond of you. After what you told us, after Lunatic, I'm a little on edge about people messing with you and didn't stop to check myself.

[He cares and that is really painful to confess.]

[ Life has a way of delivering complexities when things would be much easier if only they remained simple. Simple like the word fond, four letters long, and surprising. She can't say she doesn't know. Isn't aware.

But she's no better prepared for seeing something honest when everything has been given to the world at large for how she isn't someone worth knowing, not someone to forgive, and so very isolated by choice and action from a world universes away from here.

So she redirects. She can't say anything to that, can't acknowledge the caring, can't point out that she's fond of him, too, to be bothering with this bullshit she'd have been better off walking away from. Circling each other, ears forward, tails down, heads lowered. Play? ]

I ran into Lunatic in the swamp.

[Circling each other, ears forward, tails down, heads lowered, play. He knows Annie doesn't mean as anything truly crushing, truly terrible...and yet, he's so tired of playing.

All the world's a stage but sometimes the players want to do something else. Something real. This is still real but...]

Did you leave him there?

[ She's sixteen and has no healthy relationships in her life. This may not be healthy, either, but it's a far sight better than what she knows.

Real is scary as hell. ]

I rescued him from the two headed alligator.

On purpose?

[Did she rescue him on purpose or did she rescue him on purpose, it's open for interpretation.]

Not initially. Still didn't leave him to deal with the stupidity of running around wearing a cape in a swamp like I could have.

Turns out his fire doesn't work so well when he's soaked, and he's either hacking in to the Registered messages, or Registered himself. He was out there to mess with the continuum supply line for everyone.

Doesn't look like he has instant regeneration as one of his skills. If that's an upside. (I think it is.)

[A cape. Is this real life.]

Makes sense that fire doesn't do so well when wet. So does being Registered. It's easy. It doesn't mean good or bad, not like the rest of the population might assume. Was he injured at all? Do you remember? If he couldn't regenerate, it's possible those injuries would out him. Might not still be there now but someone could've seen them on him.

[He reads that sentence a few times because it's so not normal he has to appreciate it.]

Doesn't make sense when he generates the fire himself. Could be entirely unrelated, if he's wet, or dry. Besides, "Registered" means easier access to information. We had short notice for our secondary activities. He came prepared to do what he did, and he was wandering around out of costume at the festival beforehand, guaranteed. He was trying to convince me it was otherwise. Shouldn't have bothered. Sows more misinformation if you don't feel obliged to point out what people might be missing.

Yes. Arm injury, I suspect dislocation or clavicle involved. I have a read on his height, less on his weight. Hard to tell given the circumstances, but he's healthy, probably in his prime years. Fully adult male with how he holds himself and the muscle definition I could make out. He keeps himself in good physical condition, whoever he is.

He has a limited form of propulsion with his flames. He was able to use them to get himself up and away with good maneuverability, though I wouldn't be able to say just how much height or distance he can get. Given that he was playing it by foot to be getting alligator rushed, it may be draining, or it may not. He's able to throw flame after a fashion, too.

Probably can't throw as far with accuracy. Might be able to throw flaming things with better accuracy. I'd be surprised if someone as dedicated to a cause as he appears to be doesn't have some medium or long range capability.

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[Before they get any further, Will has to know a few things, a few things that will change how the rest of this conversation goes. Just not, exactly, where Annie can see it.]

Have you told anyone this other than me, Annie? Someone in authority, someone with the law enforcement here?

[She could have told her entire house and fifty of her closest plant friends and that wouldn't matter if she hasn't told anyone who can do something with it.]

No. Holiday's been out, and with the Heropa Police Department, I don't have any contacts. Explaining what I was doing at the time this happened makes a degree of sense when you know I'm an imPort, but I don't even know if there's anyone handling imPort concerns. Or what they plan on doing when an imPort is the threat.

Lucifer and Starscream's efforts come to mind.

[ No. The answer is no. ]

You know that if he does anything else and this information you've gotten is useful to the authorities, it has to go to them. It cannot be withheld. I'm not an authority here.

[He's not. He could be. He could be in pretty much every way, if he went a certain route, if he took Chilton up on a clean bill of health. He might be able to be what he wasn't before, what he can't ever be. Ethically, at any rate.]

I can be useful to you, though. If you'd rather not tell them yourself, I'll do it for you. Pass the message along. But if it happens it needs to be shared, don't you think?

Yes. With the locals... and with the military. Holiday's the easier contact, but Ananke might work for now. My hands are tied when it comes to how much I need to seem like they're my first priority.

[ It's one way of saying her hands are much more tied in how much she can say or do. The government has a particular consideration of Annie and her comrades, and they put themselves in that position. They have to be good... but they have to seem like when they aren't following protocol, it's not out of any ill intent.

That it's not easy to misread, and that they at least make an attempt to do as they must as proper, cooperative citizens. ]

It might be best on the civilian side of things to have a more authoritative presence helping with the information delivery. I'm, ah... too young to be taken as seriously as I should be. Even on things like this.

Young girls have big imaginations, I've been told. They don't understand what's going on. And they shouldn't play with complex toys.

[It takes a bit for Will to read it all and digest it the best he can, because he doesn't know everything. He doesn't know their conversation with the government went. He doesn't know if one of them was elected to speak, if Annie sat quietly by and let one of the boys do all the talking. He doesn't know if there was an interrogation, or anything like it. Those are pieces he might want, but does he really need them? Here, now?]

Most young girls can't do what you can do. [Which Will hasn't seen and honestly would rather not, but there were enough people from her world here, too, to make the claims ring true.] And they shouldn't consider you a toy. [But they might, it's possible. Will was a wonderful pet to have for a while, but he broke a bit differently than the other toys. He broke and supposedly took out quite a few with him, and yet he'd been playing somewhat nicely before it. A good toy on multiple levels he's still realizing, daily.] You want to take this somewhere else and don't feel they'll take you seriously, I'll go with you. That's all I can do.

Most young girls can't do what most the import women can do. Though the toys here would be my gear... for some reason, being at all mechanically inclined leads to strange assumptions. I don't pay them much mind.

That'd be good if going to the Heropa police, after I talk with Holiday. Or Ananke. About the only one I know involved with the police from the import side of things is Light, or at least the only one with that particular set of ambitions.

There are lawyers, too, but this isn't so much the practice as law as the reporting of infractions.

Point. Is Light the blockhead who wouldn't stop yakking about justice and arguing about hypocrisy and presumption on Lunatic's big PSA?

[His thoughts on Light are

well

perhaps not hard to tell]

[ Give Annie a moment to mentally review that post - she doesn't have Will's kind of exacting recollection, but she has a decent one, and a well trained one.

Not that her, uh, affirmation says all that much. ]

Probably. Not even probably, likely; either way, his was one of the communications where Lunatic decided to "show" himself, much like with you.

[ .......... not much other than the fact she was reading and stalking around. High five, Will, we all predate the public information feeds. ]

Yeah, but I didn't have to demand or ask. Or try to bully him to do it. The show was for different reasons.

[And thus Light is a blockhead. Someone take his football away, that little idiot doesn't deserve it. Casual possible bragging about being good at his job when he's like twenty years more experienced? What an asshole.]

You think Lunatic's forgiven your sins for the help?

Certainly. Yours was better handled. Age and experience will show.

[ Giving you credit here Will. Credit for knowing what you're doing, to whatever degree you're choosing to do what it is you do.

Though of course Annie will point out what the difference is. Of course.

Assholes. ]

No. I confused him. I could tell that much. I might be helping him question himself or what absolution comes out of murder, but even that he can dismiss. Particularly if he does intend to "save" me for his "last wish."

[ Stupidity central. Do not pass Go, do not collect forgiveness from the insane. ]

I do have a degree.

[In forensic science from George Washington University which is really so much of nothing to brag about, but whatever. He had schooling, experience, he had his stupid empathy thing. The odds were ever in his favor to grow up and be a weirdo who got fucked over.

By assholes.

No wonder he's an asshole, too. This is a world of assholes and them fucking things up, and Will is not immune to any of it.]

Confusion doesn't register the same way it might with other people. You could be giving him conflict, certainly, but I can't imagine it'll do anything good. For anyone. This is a career, experienced, fire-flinging killer operating under a myriad of delusions. Confusion isn't good.

[It makes them even stupider in their actually logical reasoning, Annie this is not okay, please stand strong and 100 feet tall.]

Impressive, but relatively meaningless to me.

[ "I've been to school" means nothing next to "I've spent decades actually doing this work." Ten to one he can guess where her greater degree of faith registers.

If faith is much of anything she'd confess to having. ]

No, it isn't, but the confusion comes along with not leaving him to die in the swamp. Though it would have been a great time to pull off the mask and figure out which person we're dealing with. if I'd been able to recover the body after the alligator was done defending her territory.

[ She could have gone after him with the shovel, too. Let the alligator and her own skills be what he had to contend with. But she didn't.

It's her own sticking point, and part of what makes her a failure as a monster: there are lines Annie does not cross, even when they'd be to her brutal benefit. Ask Armin.

Or don't. He's less stable than she is these days. ]

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goes to eat okra

stares forlornly from the front porch

puts in with okra

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