mental link; it's a catbus!

[wille]

[ It's an ungodly hour of the night as these things go, with both Misato and Gildor's minds flickering to announce their presence to all. Forceful and unapologetic, for her part, while urgent and unsettling, for his part. They insist on your attention. ]

( Everyone. We found something out there beyond the barrier. It was too dark for us to see much-- )

(Or anything, for some of us, but-- )

( But it's massive-- )

(Big as the shuttles that brought us-- )

( And predatory. At least, it seemed pretty clear that it wanted to take a chunk out of us. Some of you found tracks the other day, right? Let's talk. )
 

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[perroquet]

( Oh, apologies - I'm quite used to being used for my abilities. It's not a bad thing - I meant nothing more by it than my own curiosity. )

[ He's a bard - he's there to be useful. It's what the Guild taught him and what life has proved to him time and again. ]

( But yes, perhaps we can discuss this again later - and far away. )

[wille]

[ Quite used to being used for my abilities. How quaint. She's like a shark sensing blood in the water. ]

( Gildor. We found something important tonight, I'm sure of it, we'll figure out what it is soon enough, and I couldn't have done it without you. So thank you. Rest up, you deserve it. )

[perroquet]

[ He had rubbed Misato's ego a bit out on the training grounds, and he's no fool when she does the same now. Gildor is quite aware - yet unable to resist. The swelling organ in his mind trickles down to a much gentler piano - a kinder note to leave this exhilarating and dreadful night on. ]

( While I am more apprehensive about our find, it has been a bard's pleasure to scout with you tonight, Miss Katsuragi. You're very welcome. Likewise, I couldn't have confirmed this finding without your help, so thank you as well.

I'll leave you two old friends to your analysis of all this, but do get some rest soon. Goodnight Miss Katsuragi, Mr. Kaji. )

[ His mind doesn't close off from them entirely, but the shadowy mass of his consciousness does fade out. The absence leaves the collective head space of those still connected blissfully quieter. ]