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[mnemotechnics]

Someone seems to like carving random shit in the stone.

[ footsteps on concrete, a rush of wind. he's actually pacing around on a rooftop. because real assassins don't stay in rooms. ]

-- Does anyone want to play creepy poetry detective? I've got fuck all else to do, anyway.

[ a brief pause, and the wind gets a touch louder, as though he's

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[animuscode]

What all do you know about that? Do you have any names?

I'm doing just fine, actually. I took the liberty of looking into a job at the library. If there's information on this place, we'll find it there. Maybe there's something we're overlooking.

What about you?

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[mnemotechnics]

[ Sounding very much agitated. ] I don't know enough, that's what.

I can't remember that many names. There was a -- Sasuke. A whole load of people here are Japanese, did I ever mention that? Even the --

Nevermind. I tried looking through the library before but you're way better than me with all that... book stuff. If there's anything in there, you'll find it.

I'm, uh. Unemployed?

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[animuscode]

Relax. Tell me what you do know, and we'll work from there.

No, you didn't. I'm amazed at all of the languages I can hear in the streets, though. I'd call it a melting pot but I think that's too good of a term.

You're not employed, but you have a place to stay, right?

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[mnemotechnics]

I'm still in the nice little provided apartments, but I don't spend much time in there. Creeps me out.

[ MOVING ON FROM HIS FAILURE AT JOB-HUNTING ]

He's just gathered a little terrorist group of some kind, trying to do something just to catch the attention of the -- Twins, or whatever.

Altaïr, I trust. The rest of them not so much.

Voice;

[baroqueworked]

It sounds like a cryptic metaphor we are supposed to analyze. Perhaps the original residents have some sort of plan for the lot of us.

voice;

[mnemotechnics]

Sure sounds like they have something planned.

Doesn't sound like a party, though.

Voice;

[baroqueworked]

Of course not. But I am sure with our collective experiences, we can play them at their own game.

Voice;

[mnemotechnics]

I guess.

It'd help if we knew what the fuck the game was.

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[excarnates]

[ Ignoring the first part of that message. ]

Who is she?

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[mnemotechnics]

Lucy helped to design the Animus, and worked for the guy who kept shoving me into that piece of shit -- but was as much of a prisoner as I was, when it came down to it.

She's one of us.

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[excarnates]

One of us.

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[mnemotechnics]

Yeah.

[5_5david]

The poetry sounds like some kid trying to be deep and meaningful about hating their life to me.

[mnemotechnics]

I dunno, goth kids tend to have more about despair and blood than "watch it once the lights are out".

[Voice]

[5_5david]

They're all about the darkness though. Guess we should all start stocking up on flashlights at any rate. [A very soft chuckle.]

I'm Bosco by the way.

[Voice]

[mnemotechnics]

Michael.

It sounds like we'd need flashlights, candles, enough double A batteries to last for a couple of months.