005- You're not who you say you are. not who you will be.

[yeerkwarveteran]

[Ladies and gentlemen, have a not!will Graham! He looks a little uncomfortable. Trying to find something warden related to say is...hard. Very hard.]

You guys I think we all ought to calm down about what's going on with this ship.

It could be nothing. Maybe we've been here too long and the...barge has sprung a leak

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[private]

[cannibalmind]

[Hm.]

Oh Will. You sound rather exhausted. Perhaps you'd like a little help locating these...lifeboats?

My own theory involves an escalating psychological warfare against the Barge's inhabitants, in order to generate terror and confusion. This will soften us up for invasion, assassination attempts, kidnapping or what have you. I would be interested in hearing your thoughts on it.

But...let's find a way off this pile of metal anyway.

Re: [private]

[yeerkwarveteran]

[she read through her morph's journal. She knows about you. But. YEERKS.]

...I think I can find it on my own thanks. Or at least without your help.

[private]

[cannibalmind]

[A brief pause; he blinks in shock.]

That was uncharacteristically rude of you, Will. You really should try not to allow the stress of your work to affect your manners...

...especially with me.

[private]

[yeerkwarveteran]

[Rachel paused]

It's been a long, long day. There's ghosts, my inmate is afraid to go in his room. You of all people...could understand how difficult it is to face the struggles of day to day life.

[And the urge to just...strangle people.]

[private]

[cannibalmind]

Yes, Will, I do. You are forgiven.

The problem is that I still owe you that pesky debt, and I can hardly make my humble efforts to repay them if you disappear without me. Besides which, I am certain that wherever they are they must be heavily guarded, and your pistol will only help you so much.

Re: [private]

[yeerkwarveteran]

...I don't know what you're talking about.

[pause]

Maybe we ought to discuss this at a later time?

[private]

[cannibalmind]

...

[Yes, something seems very...off indeed. But he can't put his finger on it.]

If that is truly what you want, I will desist. But be careful, Will. Escaping from this place is beyond a game.

Re: [private]

[yeerkwarveteran]

Woah Woah woah-...what makes you think I want to escape?

[private]

[cannibalmind]

You couldn't tell a leading statement when you saw one? Interesting. I didn't. I made an educated guess from your furtive manner and refusal to involve anyone, especially me, in your plans. I did not actually suspect, but I wondered. Now, I suspect.

Not that it is any of my business, of course. Please carry on. I will merely wish you good fortune, whatever your endeavor.

Re: [private]

[yeerkwarveteran]

[Goddamnit. Rachel hesitates.] ...Did I mention that it's been a very long day?

....I could use a drink.

[private]

[cannibalmind]

I understand.

[Another shocked little pause]

Did you run through the contents of your private wet bar?

Re: [private]

[yeerkwarveteran]

[...Goddamnit. Goddamnit. Goddamnit.]

...Yeah. Think I might hit up the pub and grab something.

[private]

[cannibalmind]

*kssssssssssshhhhh*--right then, I will...leave you to it. Good day, Will.

[All right, something is deeply wrong. Reaching down, he removes his expensive loafers and heads for the door in his socks.]