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[genejecklin_npc]

[An unfamiliar face (to most of the city, likely) pops up on the communicators early in the morning, seeming supremely amused. He leans his cheek against the back of his hands, his knuckles, and peers down into the feed. It takes a moment before he speaks:]

My, my, my. Poor residents of our dear city, all these things are just so scary. [He

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[holmes_fanatic]

[Well, so much for discreetly drawing anyone who took the invitation to meet him outside the cathedral's attention to the window. Conan's actually in the cathedral for Gene's broadcast and he has to fight the urge to facepalm.

Though given who the guy probably is --

A trick? Conan glances thoughtfully over his shoulder at the window that looks into the real city, before sitting down, noting down word for word a transcript of this latest broadcast.]

((open to action to anyone in the mirror city!))

[neutralbyforce]

...And which one are you, now?

[There is an air about the unfamiliar face that puts him in mind of Izaya... Which probably means he's one of the nine in control of the city, if Temper's math is to be trusted.]

[genejecklin_npc]

Which one of what, now? [Gene quirks up an eyebrow, amused.]

[neutralbyforce]

[Vash is constantly reminding himself that being polite will get him a lot further than yelling, even if the latter choice would temporarily be more satisfactory.]

One of the... "guests"in control of the city.

[genejecklin_npc]

[It's all right, Vash, Gene's used to being yelled at either way. Not that he'll say so, of course.] Hmm? Oh, yes, I suppose I am.

[ergaleomancer]

[[Call coming in from the mirror world.]]

Giving veiled hints, are we? I'm not exploring the catacombs in this strange place.

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[holmes_fanatic]

Not the catacombs.

[Holding the camera so that Theta can see the working window behind him.]

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[ergaleomancer]

What is that...?

Any ideas how to get through it?

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[holmes_fanatic]

It's a window. You can see the city out of it -- not this city. The other one.

You think it might be a portal?

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[provenworth]

[That face! Elena knows that face! That almost condescending tone. Hadn't he landed on her radar several weeks prior? What on Gaia's green earth was he doing back again? Elena turns the feed on, sitting back in her desk chair, fingers interlocked loosely.]

Ah, Gene. Long time no see.

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[genejecklin_npc]

Good afternoon. [A grin as he recognises her. It's debatable as to whether or not it's friendly.] Hasn't it been quite a while? I've, ah, been kicking up my feet. Enjoying the weather.

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[tempervale_npc]

They drop well enough if people bother paying attention.

[A pause here as he looks at Gene rather thoughtfully.] Though I get the distinct impression not all listen half as well as they ought to.

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[genejecklin_npc]

Alas, dear Temper, most don't.

[Hi Temper. Gene's positively tickled pink to see you. Posit-iiii-vely.] Isn't it a tragedy? The people of today. [Sighs. Uplifts his hands.]

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[tempervale_npc]

No, most don't. There are a few who will though, with a bit of guidance.

They're the interesting ones.

[Temper simply cants his head to the side slightly. Temper is less tickled pink. But he is amused at Gene's style of "helping" the populace. Though the only evidence of this is a faint upward curl of his lips.]

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[genejecklin_npc]

Never can figure anything out for themselves... [/sulks] I've only so much patience for giving hints! I've been oh so generous and what's the thanks I get?

[He waves a hand dramatically through the air, as though indicating the repliers to this broadcast.] None at all!