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[Audio; her voice is a cooing singsong.]
Vissitorssss. Not a flood. You are incorrect. I SEE YOU.
Two posssibilites; they must not meet. They must run parallel. If the linesss crosss one will devour the other.
[An unseen visual aid is here, but you can hear something that sounds a hell of a lot like a massive pair of jaws snapping inches from the communicator.
Then, a childish, high giggle. The feed cuts off.]
[OOC: The Chronarch's posts never make a hell of a lot of sense. If you're unaffected, feel free to have noticed her staring knowingly at you in a hallway, though.]
Vissitorssss. Not a flood. You are incorrect. I SEE YOU.
Two posssibilites; they must not meet. They must run parallel. If the linesss crosss one will devour the other.
[An unseen visual aid is here, but you can hear something that sounds a hell of a lot like a massive pair of jaws snapping inches from the communicator.
Then, a childish, high giggle. The feed cuts off.]
[OOC: The Chronarch's posts never make a hell of a lot of sense. If you're unaffected, feel free to have noticed her staring knowingly at you in a hallway, though.]