crystal

[favoriteanalyst]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Mobius
RECIPIENT: All y'all
NOTES: maybe talk of the granitefelling but like not in the body of the post so

So. [Hi, Riftwatch. How does one do one of these? Is it possible to do it well?] Think it's pretty safe to assume Jude's not on some long-term secret mission, unless a division head wants to speak up.

[There's a moment of silence, though if it's simply out of respect or for trying to figure out what to even say, that's up in the air.]

There's some recipes. So we won't be screwing up his pancakes anymore, among a few other things.

I pity whoever gets that room after, though; the wolf hair's gonna be lingering on everything.

Comments

[armd]

But people are still trying to figure out whether the shards react to lyrium or not, instead of why they make us disappear suddenly with no warning.

[heirring]

Excuse me?

[armd]

You heard me. Why aren't we doing research into that? I'd volunteer to help.

[heirring]

We are doing research into that!

The whole point of the study is to better understand how Rifters and lyrium are linked in order to— If you continue to interfere with my research, I will be very angry with you, Miss Anderson.

[armd]

I'm not fucking interfering with anything!

[heirring]

Oh, not interfering! Is that what you call taking every opportunity to criticize and sabotage the study?

[armd]

How is being critical about your study 'sabotaging' it? Am I not allowed to say what I think?

[favoriteanalyst]

Ladies-

[altusimperius]

You should do the study, Abby.

[armd]

What? Why??

[altusimperius]

Because we might learn something from it?

[With no shortage of self-consciousness, he admits:]

I’m doing it.

[armd]

Or you might lose your mind! Or get corrupted, or lose an arm—

[altusimperius]

I’m not going to cut my arm off.

[A beat.]

No one is going to cut my arm off.

[armd]

Uh huh. Better get that down in writing, in case something happens.

[heorte]

Wysteria.

[heirring]

Mister Ellis.

[heorte]

Leave them be.

[heirring]

I will leave it be when they leave it be.

[favoriteanalyst]

Okay, kids, I think we can all learn to play nice with each other.

[heirring]

I am not a child.

[she said, childishly.]

[favoriteanalyst]

Coulda fooled me the way you're carrying on, serah.

[heirring]

I am not carrying on. I am defending my work from unjustified criticism.

[heorte]

They're allowed to have misgivings, and speak of them.

[heirring]

But I'm not allowed to address those misgivings.

[heorte]

Are you addressing them?