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Re-Entry 10: Text/Voice/Spam
[Private Text to "Wasp"]
I hear you have a talent for finding information.
[Private Text to Merlin]
I changed my mind. I'd like to know who it was.
[Private Voice to Morgana]
I need to talk to you.
[Spam for Narvin]
[Felix has practically been living at the lab lately, both before and after the port -- in fact, probably now more than ever, more or less only leaving to move to the engine room or take five minutes for a meal or a shower. It's late, at the end of Narvin's day, when he approaches the Time Lord, looking hesitant.]
Narvin?
[This whole thing is about trust, and he doesn't trust Narvin... but in this case, that works to his benefit, because he already knows he doesn't trust Narvin.] I wondered if I could ask a favor of you.
[Spam for Racetrack]
[Part of the reason for his sabbatical from social living is her. He said he'd stay out of her way, and he meant it. He's really tried to... But it's a small ship, and there are only so many ways to avoid someone, which is how on one of his rare trips to the mess he winds up standing right next to her on the line.]
I hear you have a talent for finding information.
[Private Text to Merlin]
I changed my mind. I'd like to know who it was.
[Private Voice to Morgana]
I need to talk to you.
[Spam for Narvin]
[Felix has practically been living at the lab lately, both before and after the port -- in fact, probably now more than ever, more or less only leaving to move to the engine room or take five minutes for a meal or a shower. It's late, at the end of Narvin's day, when he approaches the Time Lord, looking hesitant.]
Narvin?
[This whole thing is about trust, and he doesn't trust Narvin... but in this case, that works to his benefit, because he already knows he doesn't trust Narvin.] I wondered if I could ask a favor of you.
[Spam for Racetrack]
[Part of the reason for his sabbatical from social living is her. He said he'd stay out of her way, and he meant it. He's really tried to... But it's a small ship, and there are only so many ways to avoid someone, which is how on one of his rare trips to the mess he winds up standing right next to her on the line.]
Private/Text
I don't think everyone necessarily keeps tabs on how many legs everyone else has.
Private/Text
[It's obviously not anyone he's even close to knowing, which makes things even stranger.]
Do you know why they did it? [He's already asked a lot of questions about it. Nervous and panicky before the needle went into his arm, he'd asked everything he could think of: was it safe, how it worked, would it leave any side-effects behind, and so on. This is one he hadn't.]
Private/Text
Her name is Claire Bennet.
Private/Text
Do you think that's really why? [Because perky can easily be a front, and who is ever really like that? Selfless?]
Private/Text
[Some people are just nice, Felix.]
Private/Text -> Private/Voice
[He means to leave it there and let the young wizard off the hook, but then shit hits the fan with Morgana, and some hours later, he winds up contacting him again.
This time, it's voice, and for once he's direct. He sounds shaken, although his voice is low and tightly controlled:] You should know that Morgana just told me quite a story about you. [See? He knew no one was nice.]
Private
[Not 'oh?' because he already knows what it's going to be. Just...'oh'.]
Private
Private
[Because there's a difference between 'factually accurate' and 'an honest representation of events' and if he's going to get into this he supposes he might as well get all the way into it.]
Private
Re: Private
Jesus Christ, Morgana. Tell him about the poisoning or the stabbing, at least those things happened.]
No.
We didn't.
She fled Camelot after failing to seize the throne, and she was captured by the king of another land. He did that to her. We knew nothing of it, and if I had known I wouldn't have stood for it.
She disappeared not long after what happened in Wonderland. None of us could have controlled what she returned to, or prevented it.
Private
She blames you. For... what happened here, at least. I might have been mistaken about the rest.
Private