1st shift -> Text

[tigressina]

[Yeah, Anna wrecked her room upon initial arrival and freaked the crap out. She didn’t shift, thankfully - but she’s pissed. She’s found her journal and read the note, and her handwriting is languid and scrawly but definitely angry looking.

There are only four words.]

Is this the Facility?

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[miseducating]

[gulp.]

[tigressina]

...

Is...someone there?

[miseducating]

Non!

[...Why the hell did you answer, Nick? And in your native language. GOD, boy you're just cruisin for a bruisin. Let's switch to English and try to salvage this conversation.]

I-I mean. No. But I am here now.

[tigressina]

[...............

*PING*.]

You.

[Are suspect.]

You are from New America, yes? [She knows you are. She heard that language SHE KNOWS YOU ARE. This is either an awesome thing or a BAD THING.]

[miseducating]

No.

[He is from...]

Old America.

[Weak.]

[tigressina]

...

[What, from before that war? You dont sound old :|]

You are lying. Why?

...Unless you are Facility.

[miseducating]

[Nick knows he isn't fooling anyone. But that won't stop him from trying.]

No. I am not Facility. What is that?

[tigressina]

[Nick your ass is so grass. You'd have been better off if you'd told the truth, for srs.]

Why are you lying to me. I know - your accent, it is familiar - it is the same as mine! [She swaps to her normal language.]

I know you can understand this - I am not a fool. You come clean to me, we will talk. You continue to lie I will have no choice but to believe you are Facility - then you will be my enemy.

[And trust me broski you do not want this crazy bitch as your enemy.]

[miseducating]

[HE IS LYING BECAUSE HE KNOWS WHO YOU ARE AND HE IS AFRAID OF YOU.]

I...I am sorry. I am not Facility. I was not lying about that.

[tigressina]

But you lie about other things. Other, important things.

Why.

[miseducating]

Because. I...

I was not a good person then.

[tigressina]

[...This conversation, it is going nowhere.]

We need to talk. Vis-à-vis.

[miseducating]

[alisja;ls,x;a

Everything in Nick's brain is telling him this is a bad idea. A really bad idea.]

All right. Where?

[tigressina]

[Especially after what she's hearing from Aaaaalex~]

Ah...

[She doesn't...know the layout all that well. Give her a moment to look at the map. Somewhere public would be best, right?]

The...orchard, perhaps?

[miseducating]

[He is so going to die. Again.]

Very well. In ten minutes, yes?

[tigressina]

Oui - ten minutes. I Will be there.