[One speedster, free to a good home! Plays well with others and has had his shots. Adopt today!]Wally followed the steady stream of patients from the cafeteria towards the showers, but was prevented from entering by one of the ever-present nurses
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While Renamon was fine switching roles and answering the same questions she had asked, no one yet had asked her why she was doing this; most assumed she was just curious. Interesting. "I have a theory. I usually don't like voicing theories until I have enough evidence to back them, but you've been kind enough to put up with my..." Her eyes lowered a bit. "...oddities this shift."
She raised her eyes again. "I'm looking for connections between worlds travel from the ones who have experience doing so. It doesn't seem like much would come of it, but most of the people I've spoke to have similiar methods of travel, and their gates--or doors, or portals--are more of less made out of the same thing." She closed her eyes, thinking. "Finding the connections doesn't mean anything of course. It just helps me formulate a theory of how they brought us here. And if there's limitations on the majority of those travel methods, I could attempt to use the suggested flaws to find out if they have anything here that can be made into something beneficial."
Her eyes opened again. "I don't believe we can escape that way. This is a game, nothing more. Our running around at night is planned and controlled, as are all our actions. So I'm simply looking for a way to break the game. Or at least find a glitch that can be manipulated." Renamon let out a breath. She had said that all clearly. Perhaps she was getting control of herself again.
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He nodded. "To be honest, I'm still deciding whether this is a separate dimension altogether or just a really elaborate illusion." Or both. It could very well be both, which would make this an even bigger problem.
"If you're talking about glitches, though, my guess is the glitch is all around you. Fast-forwarding seasons, our perception of time, people disappearing and coming back."
Unless that was a part of it, too. But going down that train of thought would just take him in a circle.
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Renamon's brows drew together. "I'll disagree with you there. Time is controlled by Landel. It's just another method of his extreme control over our actions; a show of power, if you will, to break our spirits. As for people disappearing... I'd theorize that if he didn't destroy them, perhaps he'd just send them back when they outlived their usefulness. Then later on, perhaps he saw a use for them again." She let out a breath. "Or the ones that reappeared could just be copies, or the illusion itself. But I'd rather not think that."
She stared at Angel again. "I was thinking the glitch is more in our powers. If we kept or lost all of them, that would make sense. But keeping some of them, intact or dulled, that doesn't fit in any theory of why. He may be able to control time, and make us sleep when he wants, but I don't believe that Landel can fully control all of our abilities."
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