007 ♠ voice | PUBLIC & VARIOUS ENCRYPTIONS

[implemented]

It's my understanding that there are a number of the imPorted who have undergone the so-called resurrection process.  If there those among you who are wiling to talk about your experiences, I have a few questions.

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[mobius_bound]

No, I am not.

[ A pause while she considers asking about that question he posed and then...doesn't. ]

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[implemented]

Are you acquainted with Cavil?

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[mobius_bound]

Yes, I am. I have not seen him in some weeks, but we did converse over the network as a result of his last post.

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[implemented]

He is hosting a dinner this coming Sunday. A gathering between some of his associates. The doctor and I have received an invitation. I'd like to extend it to yourself and Jack.

[kingofrejects]

Let's see. It involves waking up in your own grave, being haunted by old, dead enemies, before going through a surreal vision quest until you explode out of a statue. Oh wait, you're talking about the City's resurrection process. Never mind.

[implemented]

[ Paaaause. ]

How insightful. Thank you.

[kingofrejects]

You're welcome.

Oh, and if you're dying out in the desert, look for a tomb. There's a chance you might find religion. Did wonders for me.

[implemented]

I have no intention of dying out in the desert, though I will keep your suggestion in mind if I ever find myself in that sort of position, Moon Knight.

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[namesnotjack]

[ Alex is sitting on his bed with the day's newspaper spread out in front of him. He glances up at the door. ]

Come in.

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[implemented]

[ The door cracks and then slowly opens, revealing Nigel in the hallway peering inside. Despite the invitation to come in, he lingers in the doorway. ]

Busy?

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[namesnotjack]

[ Alex doesn't look up at first. He continues to skim the article he'd been reading. Something about a hapless retired couple getting lost for three days due to a GPS glitch. ]

Not anymore than usual. [ He reaches the end of the article and glances up. ] What do you want?

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[implemented]

[ Nigel finally takes the opportunity to step inside, though he doesn't bother looking at Alex. Instead, he glances over at the top of his dresser, the books he keeps on his bedside table, his shoes at the foot of the bed. ]

You and I need to talk. Which would you rather first -- the good news, or the bad?

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[afeatherpillow]

[Katurian responds quite a bit later than everyone else. He doesn't typically follow the communicator, and he never expects to hear his own name.]

Nigel...? [A rustling, while he gets a better grip on the communicator.] What's going on?

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[implemented]

[ Nigel's voice sounds no different than it usually does. Light, like maybe he's smiling faintly, and with that sense of patience that Nigel seems to have when he speaks to Katurian in particular. ]

Hello, Katurian. Are you doing well?

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[afeatherpillow]

I'm doing okay, Nigel, but what's going on? Is everything all right?

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[implemented]

[ Clearing his throat. ]

I'm sorry if perhaps I made things sound overurgent. I've had quite a lot on my mind recently. [ A pause. ]

There is the possibility that I will be-- [ A beat. ] --indisposed for a little while in the near future.

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[dogabuse]

Hello, Nigel.

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[implemented]

[ Reverent: ]

Hello, doctor.

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[dogabuse]

[ An acknowledging mm sound before she speaks: ]

Making your arrangements, I trust?

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[implemented]

Yes. Almost everything's in order. Those that have to know -- do.