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[marmoron]

Who: Keith (marmoron) & Others!
When: Ongoing
Where: Everywhere
Summary: A catch-all log for where I post closed starters!
Warnings: Individual threads will be labelled with appropriate warnings.

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> Jonathan Sims (@the_archivist) // August

[marmoron]

[ although keith is familiar with the layout of the a-complex of adi's residential suites, the b-side is a little less so, and he's spent the last few days seemingly casually walking around. it takes a bit of time, but eventually he thinks he's found a small blind spot safe from the security cameras. so, at the end of this bit of recon? there's a post-it note on the part of a wall where the camera lenses are likely to have a hard time focusing to read the note. the message is short and sweet.]

we need to talk about the situation we're in with adi. starbucks at main/broadway. 8/20. 7PM.

[ it's far from the most secure way of handling a message like this, but like hell he was going to post about it on the network. the sound of footsteps coming down the hall makes him visibly tense however, and he only manages to relax fractionally when he sees it's not one of adi's staff. ]

Hey.

[ not that they've talked before, but he's seen the guy around at briefings. ]

Re: > Jonathan Sims (@the_archivist) // August

[the_archivist]

[Jon blinks slowly at the man. It's an odd place to be standing, this awkward little corner, but Jon's not exactly a stranger to hiding in awkward little corners so he can't really complain.]

Hello? I don't think we've met.

[Not officially at least.]

[marmoron]

[ shush there is nothing at all awkward about a guy cramping himself into a very strategic corner, this is all perfectly normal around here. ....okay, so keith realizes how this looks, but seems just as keen on pretending it doesn't look like anything at all. he straightens up, moving just enough that the note he's taped to the wall is visible. ]

Oh right. [ he side steps a litttle, leaning against the wall more comfortably. if any of this looks suspicious, it's because keith has never once successfully pulled off "playing it cool." ]

I'm uh.. Keith. Think I've seen you around at those meetings with Reyes. Guessing you're from another crazy reality?

[the_archivist]

[Jon is not good at stealth and acting in a way that isn't suspicious, although he likes to think that he's never quite been this suspicious.]

Jonathan Sims. Jon.

And yes, I'm from another reality. I think everyone staying here is.

[marmoron]

Right.

[ keith nods at that, lapsing into a briefly awkward silence. ssmall talk isn't his forte, but then again? maybe this doesn't actually have to be one of those "hi, nice to meet you" types of stilted conversations. they've all been stuck here going on two months and presumably none of them are happy about it. keith breathes out, standing up straighter. ]

Keeping us all in one place to make tracking us that much easier.

[ if there's a happy medium between small talk and straight to business, keith has clearly not found it, woops. ]

What do you think these guys are really up to?

[the_archivist]

[Jon is very aware of how awkward he seems. When was the last time he casually interacted with someone outside the little group of people who were his. He'd never been good with people and that has probably only got worse.]

Ah... probably planning the apocalypse?

[marmoron]

[ oh jesus, that's so unexpectedly blunt that it actually makes keith laugh. ]

Must've fucked you over pretty quickly.

[ ...actually that's not even funny. the lack of intel with the kelpies had been a goddamn disaster on virtually every front. he sighs, then: ]

Unless you're being completely serious. In which case, I want to know if there's any proof.

[the_archivist]

[Jon isn't laughing, and when questions he just shrugs.]

I'm not particularly trusting when it comes to organisations researching ancient supernatural forces of evil.

[marmoron]

[ ah. so the guy's dead serious then. keith considers that, levity fading from his demeanor. ]

Can't say that I've got personal experience with that. [ but he frowns, considering. ] Though it does seem pretty fucking convenient that these missions they keep sending people on would also do a lot of fear feeding for the entities they're allegedly trying to stop.

[ a beat. ]

Not to mention I think six people so far have disappeared since the start.

[the_archivist]

A veritable smorgasboard of fear, yes.

[Take a group of people who don't have familiarity with the entities, and send them into danger... well, it's one way to do it.]

Six? Dead or just... gone?

[marmoron]

[ keith takes that thought in with a sigh. on the one hand, it's just a theory for which there isn't any proof. but when in the history of mankind has an agency dedicated to hiding the truth "for the greater good" ever been the good guys. ]

Missing. [ a beat. ] Seems a bit optimistic to think they managed to find their way back to their own realitiies.

[the_archivist]

I agree. Optimism is generally unfounded in these sorts of things.

[Optimism had never helped him.]

[marmoron]

Sounds like you've got some messed up stories of your own.

[ no, he's not going to pry outright but.... veer towards it? yep. ]

[the_archivist]

More than a few.

[He holds up his burned hand. The scars have faded since he got them, but they never healed, and they still look horrible. He never quite got full feeling back either.]

Just one example.