I'm surprised something of this nature was not already in place a while ago.
[ Then there will be a pause. Elidibus is just going to wrap up his workday early, thank you very much and go find Emet-Selch. Because why have a conversation about this in a way that'll leave a digital fingerprint? That's just silly. Relish the moment. Elidibus. Leaving work early.
To.... well, work in another way if we're being pendantic about it. ]
"Are you able to finish soon?" He brought a chinese takeout menu along as if suggesting they should order some and have an easy Friday. It is a good prop.
But also the takeout place happens to be pretty good.
[It is certainly something that Emet-Selch would have expected to see already, that much he can't deny. Still, that it is being announced - and largely publicly at that - is at least worth some manner of scrutiny, even if it ultimately proves to not be something that is particularly useful to their cause.
But that, for now, is something that is yet to be seen.]
Likewise.
[He is, admittedly, fully prepared to say more - he is no stranger to having carefully neutral conversations over things that are wither not secure or could leave some manner of record. But given that he is still meant to be working, it takes him some time to settle on an appropriately suitable phrasing, at which point he is abruptly interrupted by Elidibus' arrival.
(Which is almost even more surprising, given that he knows full well that Elidibus would have had to leave work early, but apart from a slight blink he says nothing of it]
"I will need a brief moment to do so, but yes."
There's a nod with the words, as if this is nothing more than a pair of colleagues wishing to have an uncomplicated evening, as opposed to being that and a cover for them to discuss the matters that Emet-Selch has just recently brought to Elidibus' attention.
It's all very uncomplicated. Waiting for Emet-Selch to reach a stopping point, using the time to place an order to pick up on their way home. It's still a little odd, having to eat so frequently, but like all times he's had to fit into mortal life, it's taken in stride.
It's general, harmless talk until they get home. There will be beverages, forks, chopsticks and their favorite selection. There is no reason not to have enjoyable food while speaking of serious matters.
As is their habit at home, Elidibus slips into the Ancient tongue while reaching for a box to tip a portion out onto a plate.
"I suppose this request was one of necessity if the information was more than the team involved could handle. Yet I can't help but wonder the intentions. At a glance it seems an unskilled manipulation to suggest those within this community had a choice in adding the data collector to their devices."
Elidibus picks up chopsticks and pinches a sample of his meal to be eaten after his next words.
"One advantage in delaying the addition and asking so openly would be to determine who best to watch. While it is reasonable to expect a protest against such intrusive monitoring, it would also be an opportunity to discover who might have motives to avoid detection."
Simple, but effective. No doubt Elidibus will keep watch over the thread himself to mark the reactions.
Tedious though it may be to have to stop and see to the needs of a mortal body, it is at least nothing terribly new. Not for Emet-Selch anyway, not after having spent as long as he had pretending to simply be Solus. But still, he's content enough to continue the general thread of idle conversation that Elidibus has offered until they return to their own abode. The idle nothings that might be expected of two friends and colleagues, nothing more.
Once the door to their apartment finally shuts behind them, however, he too slips into their own native tongue without so much as a second thought, as he too sees to claiming a portion of the food they've acquired.
"Absent any particular insight into the individuals responsible either for the creation of such or the announcement, it becomes harder to say with any specific certainty. That said, I agree with the assessment that it seems very much like an unskilled manipulation. A plea for assistance, from those who are at least not meant to be using such abilities."
Ones that he and Elidibus have already been leaning on to some extent, albeit at a significantly reduced level from that which they have been more accustomed to.
"That it should also seek to help identify those who have reason to protest such or otherwise choose to not involve themselves in such research is likely something being taken into account as well. ADI has made their stance on such abilities more than clear."
And he has to admit that he's not entirely thrilled about the possibility of having to set aside his own abilities merely for the sake of not seeming to be deliberately going against ADI's requests. Should it prove to be truly necessary, he will, but certainly not before then.
"Though it is possible some leeway may be granted for those who choose to involve themselves in this research."
So long as they kept the more conscious use (and fear feeding) discreet, there was much they could excuse as being 'unhelped' if they are exposed to the fuel of fear even their birthrights now require.
And frankly while a lot of those innate talents could arguably be 'turned on or off' to an extent, it's really easy to imply you might as well tell them not to breathe for all they can help it. It certainly falls well within the reasonable category of something that can't help but be 'used' in the wake of some accidental exposure to fear.
"Their attitude toward the source is, given its current context, a fair perspective. Though as mortals are wont, they will make allowances and exceptions as it suits their purposes. Ultimately given idea that it seems our and the others' appearance in the midst of their very headquarters and only there, their exceptions may extend far beyond what may be admitted even to their own agents."
The first lessons everyone learns after all, is that anyone and anything touched by the Fears is apt to draw like tragedies to its presence. But would that not have meant the first to be called to this star would have been more spread?
Of course that's assuming the ADI truly knows or is admitting that they are the only ones stricken by an influx of otherworldly visitors.
But what all this means really is that there is quite a bit of possibility to Emet-Selch's suggestion that 'volunteers' would be given more allowance. And Elidibus pours over the notion, trying to ignore the gnawing irritation of not knowing for sure sitting at the back of his head like a burgeoning headache.
"It would probably be harmless to ask if they intend to perform applied testing amongst the volunteers to narrow down how the data may be defined. Though I would first ask how much testing they did to know as much as they do now."
He looks up after taking another bite of his food, regarding his companion seriously.
"Of course if such is their intention, I doubt the privilege would remain indefinitely. And it may serve to tell in detail whom the interference is detecting."
To go from generalized 'yup it's supernatural' to 'yeah that was this person using supernatural abilities' would certainly be useful data. But do they want to contribute personally to that?
"I think any voluntary information should be offered with such cautions in mind."
That it certainly can, and should it genuinely come to such things, Emet-Selch is certainly not above claiming it as something he can no more stop doing than he can stop breathing. To say nothing of the fact that Elidibus himself is likely even more reliant on some for of magic. Perhaps not the kind that seems to feed the fears. But he knows well enough that Elidibus is from a point beyond his own death, and that alone suggests that there are powers beyond their own and that of the various fears.
But that is a consideration for another time.
"Indeed. Likewise, it would no doubt be simple enough to inquire after the efficacy and range of their ability to sense such things."
That they are capable of doing so is one thing. But given than the both of them are still relatively new arrivals to the world they have found themselves on, it should be reasonably easy to pass it off as simple curiosity. Especially as they have neither of them been present for any of the initial testing nor have they been involved in the actual creation of the app in question.
"As to the matter of privilege, I agree. It may yet be useful to keep an eye on the development of the project, but whatever we may gain by working directly with those involved - should either of us do so - would be best considered to be temporary at best."
Provided, of course, they do not find a way to interfere with it in some manner, as they have so many times before.
"Likewise, should we choose to offer ourselves to this project it may well behoove us to endeavor to find reasons to leave the devices in question behind, on occasion. Ideally somewhat in advance of doing so."
His head hurts, because his head always hurts lately. Tim easily grows accustomed to things, for better or for worse; the infinite headache, he guesses is a direct result of maybe not eating as much as he should and simultaneously beating himself up with too much time at the gym.
Like, duh.
Add to that the habitual poor sleep, high stakes chess games to obsess over, and the whole Leg Thing, and Tim's pretty sure if anyone has found him in a good mood in Gloucester... they're either dirty, rotten liars or as delusional as Jeff-freaking-Calhoun. --okay, that's not fair. Or right. Tim's had good moods. Malcolm just likes to act surprised at them whenever they do crop up because he's a dick. Mr. Arroyo likes to carry on the chatter, though. And Jeff is usually the reason for those moods and.
And speaking of Jeff, Tim is going to break the guy's face the next time he sees him. Because Tim's job, apparently, is to know everything about everyone and if he doesn't find a way to smash open his own skull to stop the headache he doesn't know what he's going to
"Oh."
Tim is tired. Tim always is, nowadays.
His mind says this is on your To Do List so get to it at the exact same time as his very nature screeches at his body to make a run for it.
He can't make a run for it because he has cumbersome forearm crutches, one brand-spankin-new prosthetic left leg feeling like a heavy awful lot of Nothing glued onto him, and because it would frankly just be Weird.
So.
Tim sways a little as he just about walks-hobbles into... this guy. Whose name flashes somewhere in the back of Tim's mind but whose name Tim refuses to even attempt to say aloud. He'd butcher it. Like, he knows he'd butcher it. Timothy Jackson Drake doesn't know what the hell possesses him to secure the connection here and now, in a random-ass ADI elevator queue, but he does know he can not and should not try to pronounce Elri-di-bi-ous. Or whatever the posters say.
Not until he hears the man say it himself, of course.
Tim blinks.
Says, "You're the new counselor, right?"
Like he didn't just experience an entire crisis in the last point-oh-four seconds.
Wouldn't it have been so much worse though, if he had entered the elevator? Like, no room at ALL. Doubly awkward if they were the only two. At least there's space here.
Said new counselor is minding his own business, waiting patiently for the elevator to reach the floor. It won't be too soon or too long; it's that time of day when the first wave of people have finally wrapped up their work and there's a brief pause for each floor it travels to.
While he won't look like he's about to reach out to Tim and try to steady the lad, the silver-haired man is definitely regarding him with alert interest. This might have something to do with being ready to check any accidental falls.
But far moreso, it's a keen and assessing gaze, as if he's measuring far more than physical capabilities.
"Yes," comes the answer in a smooth light baritone. "I am Elidibus."
It's four syllables, Tim. Four. Eh-Li-Di-Bus Five is way out.
"I don't believe we have met."
[OOC: Will this be after or before Tim does the network post about requesting help with processing the database information?]
[[ooc: let's go with after! heck it could even be right after he made the post. tim has 0 brain cells tbqh]]
"Cool," Tim is pleased to hear himself say. The alternative was something like stop looking at me like that. It's clear to him, by this point in the day, that his brain to mouth filter is beginning to fry. That's dangerous, sure, but more importantly:
Still not going to try to pronounce that.
A little voice in his head frantically asks him if that's... racist. And Tim goes a little still and he breathes in. And honestly, it looks like he's only steeling himself for what he's going to say next. There's a childish and secret disappointment that there's no cartoon sparks or steam coming off of his head as common sense crumbles down around him.
"Tim Drake," he announces, offering a hand to go with the lackluster introduction. And whether that hand is taken or not (a solid, businesslike handshake if it is), he yammers on as if unaware of Elidibus' feelings on the matter of personal space. "I know someone who vouched for your service. So, I was wondering if you had an opening for, uh, a new patient."
Kill him, Tim's innerTim yelps. But Tim's innerTim can be annoying sometimes, so he ignores it.
[OOC: Can't be right after as that is reserved for accosting Emet-Selch out of the work day and going home to discuss how to respond to Tim over Chinese takeout. But after that then!]
Elidibus has met his fair share of civilizations and cultures (more than a fair share if we're to be honest) and it's no different here. Case in point he doesn't appear to be offended that Tim doesn't parrot his name back and smoothly meets the handshake with a firm grasp of his own. Very solid, not challenging nor is it 'gentle in light of someone's infirm condition'.
Also calm down Tim. Not everything is a politically correct statement. At least in the personal bubble that exists as part Elidibus's personal space. He seems to be very patient.
"Yes. As it happens, I have some free time right now for an intial assessment. Do you have a moment to spare?"
Look at how convenient that is. Also Elidibus would probably be interested to know whether Inner Tim is talking about him or ...Tim? Outer Tim? Well either way it's a pity he can't hear it.
Yes. I can arrange to be there within an hour's time, should you be available. Though if you wish to meet at a later time pray let me know.
[ It's not the first time Elidibus has arranged something around the convenience of others. And with his job description it's probably not going to be the last.]
That's fine. Thank you, Elidibus. I'll be waiting outside.
[If Elidibus responds, they won't answer back. The expectation is there.]
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Raine watched in the direction of the ADI, their arms crossed and their shoulders hunched as they waited for Elidibus. When he comes into view though they stand up straight. They look very tired, with dark circles under their eyes, and a knit in their brow that doesn't seem to be leaving anytime soon.
When Elidibus gets into speaking range, Raine doesn't bother with a greeting.
"We can either talk inside, or go for a walk. I'm fine with either, but we should be quiet if we go inside. I think Hunter might be in bed and Eda..."
Their gaze drifted to the side for a moment, and if they didn't look any more tired before, they definitely did now.
"It would be ill manners to intrude on their rest."
Elidibus seems able to assess the matter before him; both Raine's outward exhaustion and their concern of- and possible desire to keep this from- those they care about.
"Let us walk, for a time."
A direction is chosen, leading away from Bonnie's and the ADI. Elidibus won't insist on walking long. Just enough to settle somewhere quieter without being spied from the flats. Yet this is how it would begin so long as Raine falls into step with him.
"What matter had you reach out to me with such urgency?"
Raine nodded in agreement, though their nod is solemn. They walk aside Elidibus, and look around their environment.
"I have been doing some of my own research as of late. My methods are... Unconventional."
Their worry seemed to slip away, replaced by a softer seriousness. This, to Raine, is a discussion. No more, no less- but, one they'd like to keep private. They don't need more problems.
"I thought it might be a good idea to ask you. Since, as our resident therapist your work is confidential, right?"
[shortly after Raine's talk with Sheppard, Elidibus receives a text.]
Elidibus.
I think it's important that I tell you that trying to work with Sheppard in the state he's in. You're only going to cause more problems, if not help him end the world.
This seems a conversation which might be better had outside of this network. Yet I will hear out your warning regardless. Is this in regard to Sheppard's recent video to call for action?
[ Elidibus has never been one to outright presume. But it's clear he has context to suspect where this is going. ]
I am at home currently. I fear I can give no better place to meet as I am waiting for my colleague to return. But if you will, come to A2 of the ADI assigned housing.
[ At the very least, Elidibus can assure they have some semblance of privacy with magic. Or moreso than he could expect from a network with documented exchange. ]
We can otherwise continue through this medium, though I cannot promise I will offer insight as candidly on what you have to tell me.
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Date: 2023-04-30 05:25 am (UTC)[There follows a link to recent post made to the ADI network.]
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Date: 2023-04-30 03:30 pm (UTC)I'm surprised something of this nature was not already in place a while ago.
[ Then there will be a pause. Elidibus is just going to wrap up his workday early, thank you very much and go find Emet-Selch. Because why have a conversation about this in a way that'll leave a digital fingerprint? That's just silly. Relish the moment. Elidibus. Leaving work early.
To.... well, work in another way if we're being pendantic about it. ]
"Are you able to finish soon?" He brought a chinese takeout menu along as if suggesting they should order some and have an easy Friday. It is a good prop.
But also the takeout place happens to be pretty good.
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Date: 2023-05-01 01:05 am (UTC)But that, for now, is something that is yet to be seen.]
Likewise.
[He is, admittedly, fully prepared to say more - he is no stranger to having carefully neutral conversations over things that are wither not secure or could leave some manner of record. But given that he is still meant to be working, it takes him some time to settle on an appropriately suitable phrasing, at which point he is abruptly interrupted by Elidibus' arrival.
(Which is almost even more surprising, given that he knows full well that Elidibus would have had to leave work early, but apart from a slight blink he says nothing of it]
"I will need a brief moment to do so, but yes."
There's a nod with the words, as if this is nothing more than a pair of colleagues wishing to have an uncomplicated evening, as opposed to being that and a cover for them to discuss the matters that Emet-Selch has just recently brought to Elidibus' attention.
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Date: 2023-05-26 03:11 am (UTC)It's general, harmless talk until they get home. There will be beverages, forks, chopsticks and their favorite selection. There is no reason not to have enjoyable food while speaking of serious matters.
As is their habit at home, Elidibus slips into the Ancient tongue while reaching for a box to tip a portion out onto a plate.
"I suppose this request was one of necessity if the information was more than the team involved could handle. Yet I can't help but wonder the intentions. At a glance it seems an unskilled manipulation to suggest those within this community had a choice in adding the data collector to their devices."
Elidibus picks up chopsticks and pinches a sample of his meal to be eaten after his next words.
"One advantage in delaying the addition and asking so openly would be to determine who best to watch. While it is reasonable to expect a protest against such intrusive monitoring, it would also be an opportunity to discover who might have motives to avoid detection."
Simple, but effective. No doubt Elidibus will keep watch over the thread himself to mark the reactions.
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Date: 2023-05-26 03:28 pm (UTC)Once the door to their apartment finally shuts behind them, however, he too slips into their own native tongue without so much as a second thought, as he too sees to claiming a portion of the food they've acquired.
"Absent any particular insight into the individuals responsible either for the creation of such or the announcement, it becomes harder to say with any specific certainty. That said, I agree with the assessment that it seems very much like an unskilled manipulation. A plea for assistance, from those who are at least not meant to be using such abilities."
Ones that he and Elidibus have already been leaning on to some extent, albeit at a significantly reduced level from that which they have been more accustomed to.
"That it should also seek to help identify those who have reason to protest such or otherwise choose to not involve themselves in such research is likely something being taken into account as well. ADI has made their stance on such abilities more than clear."
And he has to admit that he's not entirely thrilled about the possibility of having to set aside his own abilities merely for the sake of not seeming to be deliberately going against ADI's requests. Should it prove to be truly necessary, he will, but certainly not before then.
"Though it is possible some leeway may be granted for those who choose to involve themselves in this research."
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Date: 2023-05-27 01:15 am (UTC)And frankly while a lot of those innate talents could arguably be 'turned on or off' to an extent, it's really easy to imply you might as well tell them not to breathe for all they can help it. It certainly falls well within the reasonable category of something that can't help but be 'used' in the wake of some accidental exposure to fear.
"Their attitude toward the source is, given its current context, a fair perspective. Though as mortals are wont, they will make allowances and exceptions as it suits their purposes. Ultimately given idea that it seems our and the others' appearance in the midst of their very headquarters and only there, their exceptions may extend far beyond what may be admitted even to their own agents."
The first lessons everyone learns after all, is that anyone and anything touched by the Fears is apt to draw like tragedies to its presence. But would that not have meant the first to be called to this star would have been more spread?
Of course that's assuming the ADI truly knows or is admitting that they are the only ones stricken by an influx of otherworldly visitors.
But what all this means really is that there is quite a bit of possibility to Emet-Selch's suggestion that 'volunteers' would be given more allowance. And Elidibus pours over the notion, trying to ignore the gnawing irritation of not knowing for sure sitting at the back of his head like a burgeoning headache.
"It would probably be harmless to ask if they intend to perform applied testing amongst the volunteers to narrow down how the data may be defined. Though I would first ask how much testing they did to know as much as they do now."
He looks up after taking another bite of his food, regarding his companion seriously.
"Of course if such is their intention, I doubt the privilege would remain indefinitely. And it may serve to tell in detail whom the interference is detecting."
To go from generalized 'yup it's supernatural' to 'yeah that was this person using supernatural abilities' would certainly be useful data. But do they want to contribute personally to that?
"I think any voluntary information should be offered with such cautions in mind."
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Date: 2023-05-28 04:37 am (UTC)But that is a consideration for another time.
"Indeed. Likewise, it would no doubt be simple enough to inquire after the efficacy and range of their ability to sense such things."
That they are capable of doing so is one thing. But given than the both of them are still relatively new arrivals to the world they have found themselves on, it should be reasonably easy to pass it off as simple curiosity. Especially as they have neither of them been present for any of the initial testing nor have they been involved in the actual creation of the app in question.
"As to the matter of privilege, I agree. It may yet be useful to keep an eye on the development of the project, but whatever we may gain by working directly with those involved - should either of us do so - would be best considered to be temporary at best."
Provided, of course, they do not find a way to interfere with it in some manner, as they have so many times before.
"Likewise, should we choose to offer ourselves to this project it may well behoove us to endeavor to find reasons to leave the devices in question behind, on occasion. Ideally somewhat in advance of doing so."
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Date: 2023-05-02 02:07 am (UTC)Like, duh.
Add to that the habitual poor sleep, high stakes chess games to obsess over, and the whole Leg Thing, and Tim's pretty sure if anyone has found him in a good mood in Gloucester... they're either dirty, rotten liars or as delusional as Jeff-freaking-Calhoun. --okay, that's not fair. Or right. Tim's had good moods. Malcolm just likes to act surprised at them whenever they do crop up because he's a dick. Mr. Arroyo likes to carry on the chatter, though. And Jeff is usually the reason for those moods and.
And speaking of Jeff, Tim is going to break the guy's face the next time he sees him. Because Tim's job, apparently, is to know everything about everyone and if he doesn't find a way to smash open his own skull to stop the headache he doesn't know what he's going to
"Oh."
Tim is tired. Tim always is, nowadays.
His mind says this is on your To Do List so get to it at the exact same time as his very nature screeches at his body to make a run for it.
He can't make a run for it because he has cumbersome forearm crutches, one brand-spankin-new prosthetic left leg feeling like a heavy awful lot of Nothing glued onto him, and because it would frankly just be Weird.
So.
Tim sways a little as he just about walks-hobbles into... this guy. Whose name flashes somewhere in the back of Tim's mind but whose name Tim refuses to even attempt to say aloud. He'd butcher it. Like, he knows he'd butcher it. Timothy Jackson Drake doesn't know what the hell possesses him to secure the connection here and now, in a random-ass ADI elevator queue, but he does know he can not and should not try to pronounce Elri-di-bi-ous. Or whatever the posters say.
Not until he hears the man say it himself, of course.
Tim blinks.
Says, "You're the new counselor, right?"
Like he didn't just experience an entire crisis in the last point-oh-four seconds.
Jesus Christ.
OH GOD IT IS THE END OF MAY EVEN AAAA
Date: 2023-05-25 04:56 am (UTC)Said new counselor is minding his own business, waiting patiently for the elevator to reach the floor. It won't be too soon or too long; it's that time of day when the first wave of people have finally wrapped up their work and there's a brief pause for each floor it travels to.
While he won't look like he's about to reach out to Tim and try to steady the lad, the silver-haired man is definitely regarding him with alert interest. This might have something to do with being ready to check any accidental falls.
But far moreso, it's a keen and assessing gaze, as if he's measuring far more than physical capabilities.
"Yes," comes the answer in a smooth light baritone. "I am Elidibus."
It's four syllables, Tim. Four. Eh-Li-Di-Bus Five is way out.
"I don't believe we have met."
[OOC: Will this be after or before Tim does the network post about requesting help with processing the database information?]
TIM TIME IS AN ILLUSION ??
Date: 2023-06-03 06:19 pm (UTC)"Cool," Tim is pleased to hear himself say. The alternative was something like stop looking at me like that. It's clear to him, by this point in the day, that his brain to mouth filter is beginning to fry. That's dangerous, sure, but more importantly:
Still not going to try to pronounce that.
A little voice in his head frantically asks him if that's... racist. And Tim goes a little still and he breathes in. And honestly, it looks like he's only steeling himself for what he's going to say next. There's a childish and secret disappointment that there's no cartoon sparks or steam coming off of his head as common sense crumbles down around him.
"Tim Drake," he announces, offering a hand to go with the lackluster introduction. And whether that hand is taken or not (a solid, businesslike handshake if it is), he yammers on as if unaware of Elidibus' feelings on the matter of personal space. "I know someone who vouched for your service. So, I was wondering if you had an opening for, uh, a new patient."
Kill him, Tim's innerTim yelps. But Tim's innerTim can be annoying sometimes, so he ignores it.
Is that like Tool Time but better/worse?
Date: 2023-06-03 09:05 pm (UTC)Elidibus has met his fair share of civilizations and cultures (more than a fair share if we're to be honest) and it's no different here. Case in point he doesn't appear to be offended that Tim doesn't parrot his name back and smoothly meets the handshake with a firm grasp of his own. Very solid, not challenging nor is it 'gentle in light of someone's infirm condition'.
Also calm down Tim. Not everything is a politically correct statement. At least in the personal bubble that exists as part Elidibus's personal space. He seems to be very patient.
"Yes. As it happens, I have some free time right now for an intial assessment. Do you have a moment to spare?"
Look at how convenient that is. Also Elidibus would probably be interested to know whether Inner Tim is talking about him or ...Tim? Outer Tim? Well either way it's a pity he can't hear it.
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Date: 2023-07-16 03:42 am (UTC)Hello, Elidibus. It's Raine. I know it's a strange time to ask, but can we talk?
[There's a pause between the message that follows.]
It's urgent. Sorry this is very last minute.
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Date: 2023-07-17 04:24 am (UTC)No time is strange if it is urgent. How do you wish to speak on the matter?
[ Over text? In person? It sounds like he's willing to accomadate. ]
Re: Text | un: ceasetherain
Date: 2023-07-27 04:38 am (UTC)In person. Somewhere private.
[They contemplate on leaving it be, but they decide to add:]
Would you mind meeting me at Bonnie's?
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Date: 2023-07-27 04:56 am (UTC)[ It's not the first time Elidibus has arranged something around the convenience of others. And with his job description it's probably not going to be the last.]
[Switching to Log- [These hands of mine were clumsy, not clever.]
Date: 2023-07-30 02:28 am (UTC)[If Elidibus responds, they won't answer back. The expectation is there.]
---
Raine watched in the direction of the ADI, their arms crossed and their shoulders hunched as they waited for Elidibus. When he comes into view though they stand up straight. They look very tired, with dark circles under their eyes, and a knit in their brow that doesn't seem to be leaving anytime soon.
When Elidibus gets into speaking range, Raine doesn't bother with a greeting.
"We can either talk inside, or go for a walk. I'm fine with either, but we should be quiet if we go inside. I think Hunter might be in bed and Eda..."
Their gaze drifted to the side for a moment, and if they didn't look any more tired before, they definitely did now.
"She needs to rest."
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Date: 2023-11-17 01:35 am (UTC)Elidibus seems able to assess the matter before him; both Raine's outward exhaustion and their concern of- and possible desire to keep this from- those they care about.
"Let us walk, for a time."
A direction is chosen, leading away from Bonnie's and the ADI. Elidibus won't insist on walking long. Just enough to settle somewhere quieter without being spied from the flats. Yet this is how it would begin so long as Raine falls into step with him.
"What matter had you reach out to me with such urgency?"
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Date: 2023-11-24 07:03 am (UTC)"I have been doing some of my own research as of late. My methods are... Unconventional."
Their worry seemed to slip away, replaced by a softer seriousness. This, to Raine, is a discussion. No more, no less- but, one they'd like to keep private. They don't need more problems.
"I thought it might be a good idea to ask you. Since, as our resident therapist your work is confidential, right?"
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From:un: raineyday | text | can we backdate this to like late October? Ty!!!
Date: 2023-11-12 06:19 am (UTC)Elidibus.
I think it's important that I tell you that trying to work with Sheppard in the state he's in. You're only going to cause more problems, if not help him end the world.
un: ceasetherain | text | there is some irony in our usernames amirite | np on the backdate
Date: 2023-11-12 02:56 pm (UTC)[ Elidibus has never been one to outright presume. But it's clear he has context to suspect where this is going. ]
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Date: 2023-11-12 09:09 pm (UTC)I would say that is part of it. It is not all, though.
If you're not interested in staying on the network, where would you prefer to have this conversation?
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I'd prefer to have it soon, regardless.
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Date: 2023-11-12 09:18 pm (UTC)[ At the very least, Elidibus can assure they have some semblance of privacy with magic. Or moreso than he could expect from a network with documented exchange. ]
We can otherwise continue through this medium, though I cannot promise I will offer insight as candidly on what you have to tell me.
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Date: 2023-11-13 04:19 am (UTC)It's nothing personal, Elidibus, but my trust is running thin as of late. I would prefer to meet you in a location that isn't your home.
I'll gladly meet you. Just not there.
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Date: 2023-11-13 05:11 am (UTC)Alright. Name your place. I will make time. I only request it is somewhere near these apartments.
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Date: 2023-11-13 08:58 pm (UTC)Why don't we meet in the research offices? It's nearby, and it's more neutral ground.
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