mental link: day 34

[erbier]

[ It is actually quite late when Ilde's soft voice moves through the hosts, her scent of smoke and earth. She is at a club somewhere deep in the city, dazzled by noise and light, something you are free to establish if you look for it. ]

( It has been suggested to me by a hacker named Y that I throw a concert to lure our bombers out again. )

[ This part is forthright, a statement of fact with no value attachment to it. ]

( I believe she is questioning who I really am. If I refuse this idea, I may encourage that. )

[ This may not be strictly true, but it is how Ilde has perceived their conversation. ]

( She seems to know something, but is it worth losing my guise? If not, how am I to refuse this suggestion and maintain it. I do not know if she is a part of the group who contacted us before. She may already know I am false and this is all a game. )


OOC: link & all threadjacking here very much encouraged!

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[wrackful]

[The feeling of her reaching after his anger is bizarre, too intimate - like everything about this mind linking is. He doesn't understand why she would. Why she'd want to. It makes him consider dropping the conversation, backing off. He deflects instead, aggressively irreverent.]

( Hey, we could always do our own bombing. Pretend you died in it. )

[erbier]

[ A flinch, like a door closing just inches from her face and startling her back. R... rude... So rude... She says nothing for a moment. The only reason she understands his bitter sarcasm is because they are mentally connected, were they speaking face to face she probably would have shrugged and agreed it might be one option. Instead, however, she's now left with limited avenues of reply to him... ]

( One of us has already died in it. )

[wrackful]

( I heard. Sucks for them. )

[He's been surrounded by death all of his life - the fact he's now mentally linked to a whole bunch of people he could experience it through doesn't sit easy with him, but it doesn't make him suddenly care more.]

( And I said pretend, anyway. )

[erbier]

[ It pulses in her. The fact that it was her broodmate, a sickening head-throbbing dizziness, and she already knows before it has even fully crescendos that it will not help this conversation at all, so she simply concedes simply, ]

( No less elaborate than performing, I will keep it in mind. )