[visual | location: the owlcave] grooving to the beat radiating from a police scanner

[givesahoot]

The technology in this place was fascinating. Not only was it interesting but in general Dan found it helpful to concentrate on something positive to get his mind off the fact that he had been kidnapped. Add that to the fact that he had found his bunker from back home and that he was naturally inclined to keep to himself, Dan had socialized very

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[biverbam]

"Wasn't them."

River is looking a little frazzled, but compared to other possible reactions to strange voices and feedback she's doing pretty well.

"They use other avenues. With mouths."

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[givesahoot]

"Who is it that you mean?" Dan wants to assume that the young woman is referring to the aliens, but he doesn't want to make assumptions.

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[biverbam]

"Hamsters. The mouths in question aren't legitimate." This is communicated as a very urgent bit of information.

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[givesahoot]

"So... whatever this is is a lie?" That would pose a whole new set of problems, but one thing at a time.

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[biverbam]

River considers it, the concept of voices being lies, before deciding. "Sermons usually are."

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[givesahoot]

He takes a glance at the radio. "I don't know what good these people thought a sermon would do. We aren't exactly persuaded."