mental link (backdated to Day 019)

[whowhatnow]

[Well, THAT was a lovely few days laying in a coma. How did it even happen?? He went out like a light, and now it's been, like, what, several days? And they're in the middle of the mission now?]

[Wow, time sure flies when...you're, uh. Unconscious. Something like that.]

(Hey, all, sorry for my completely terrible timing, but it looks my brain decided to take a break without informing me and I've missed...well, quite a lot! I'm not going to ask anyone to give me a summary of what the hell's going on so far, though, it's much more fun to find out things for myself. How is everyone? I'm sure you all missed my winning smile and charming attitude.)

[There's a long pause.]

(Also, shame on everybody, there was AMPLE opportunity for you to draw something funny on my face and nobody did it. Really? Not a single one of you wanted to write BIG LOSER on my forehead for everyone to see?  I'm appalled.)

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[whowhatnow]

Psssssshhhh, you're telling me that as if I didn't already know that. I'm not an idiot.

[Except he's...wearing the stuff....and he's going to get punched....Nathanial. Nathaniel, dear.]

You want an altercation! Nice. I can certainly provide. It'll be plenty fun riling up people, so don't you worry, I'm here to help. It's going to be some kind of distraction thing, right?

[narcissithstic]

Consider it a cast lure.

[Which, if mulling it over is Nathaniel's thing, would imply that Ren intends to be close at hand— possibly even watching over his fellow host should their plan actually succeed.]

I consider agitation your strongest asset. [An assumption formed over the last few months.] I could think of no one better suited to the task.