[locked to new hires] [video] clues

[ownperson]

Alright, locking this because if the guys in the other rooms are being anything like us there's messes we don't need the corps seeing us fuckin' making, or worse, but whatever, point is:

[ South holds up a colour printout of all the current Hires faces, with all the teens and younger circled, but numerous others' faces crossed through with Xs:

Guts
Kevin Armstrong
Breq Mianaai
Ronald McDonald
Alia
Dan Sagittarius
Agent Washington
Agent New York
Agent South Dakota
Sarah Kerrigan
Aiden Price
Lavernius Tucker
Carolina
Agent North Dakota
Nora Valkyree
Sam Winchester
Brandon Saint John
Rune Saint John
Garviel Loken
Mackenzie Haynes
Rogue ]

We found a fuckin' doozy. Gonna guess the crosses mean we specifically weren't what this thing was fuckin' looking for in a target for copying.

Like we said earlier, we also found Santa's sack in the shower like the thing was trying to wash it out and a whole lot of candy it probably dumped from it. The closet in here was missing a medium uniform and the locks in here are all fucked, but like... carefully fucked. And... that's it? [ she looks over at Kerrigan as if to confirm, then back at the camera ] So far, anyway.

What the fuck's everyone else found? Assuming we haven't been the only team actually getting shit done.

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[passifloraincarnata]

[Setsuna frowns at him from off to the side.]

Looks like you're really overestimating how many other people your "irritating supervillain" performance can successfully fool for long. I'm assuming you're clever enough to have a Plan B for when everyone else finally picks up on it, too?

You know very well I didn't make more than one trip. Were you trying to get her mad at me instead?

[trialbyliar]

[He's snickering as he puts the comm back down, clearly amused. So when Setsuna speaks up, he just arches an eyebrow at her.]

Y'know, for someone who keeps monologuing and trying to make me feel understood, you really don't understand anything.

[passifloraincarnata]

[She reaches out a finger and prods him at the top of his forehead, just between two locks of hair.]

The only person who can ever truly understand you is yourself, Kokichi. I just want you to know what it feels like to be safe, someday.

[trialbyliar]

[He makes a show of pouting, but then a hand darts out and gives her a flick in return in the exact same spot.]

Dummy. Have you seen where we are? If you let yourself feel safe on this giant metal deathtrap while there's a imposter monster sneaking around, then you've already lost.

[passifloraincarnata]

[She winces, less out of actually feeling it and more out of reflex, at the hit, then pouts back at him, mildly.]

You're not going to somehow forget how to be deliberately obtuse if you stop doing it for a few minutes, you know.

[But she takes a moment to concede his point, and turns her gaze back to the cameras, just in time to see -]

Wait. Did they just find a body in --?

[No doubt he's already spotted it before she's even said anything, and who knows, maybe he's already realized who it obviously is, too, but she has to be sure she's not hallucinating this. Setsuna puts all her attention to the feeds, all investment in continuing her side of their argument momentarily forgotten.]

[trialbyliar]

[He's about to argue further, but then her attention is turned to the feeds and–

Ah.

He frowns, snarky attitude forgotten for the moment. And he seems a bit more sober when he says, flatly:]

Case in point.

[passifloraincarnata]

[Setsuna presses her lips together, tight and thin.]

... we'll talk more about this later. That's Adora in that cabinet, I was with her just a little while ago -

[And her voice goes hard and angry, as she leans forward and almost - braces herself with a hand on Kokichi's shoulder, eyes darting across the cameras.]

With "her." Show me where I can find Adora right now, Kokichi, please?

[Honestly her faith he'll spot Adora before she does should probably be heartwarming, except under the circumstances it's likely to go completely unnoticed by either of them.]

[trialbyliar]

[There's no bullshit for once. His face is hard set, eyes darting across the cameras as he finds what he's looking for. The dorms, he assumes, so...]

There.

[He points to a camera in a high corner, depicting a scene in one of the dorm rooms. It looks like "Adora" is napping, though North is sticking his head in the doorway to say something.]

[passifloraincarnata]

[Her hand tightens on his shoulder, a grim but grateful squeeze.]

Thank you. Enjoy the candy - you've more than earned it.

[There's really no time for further sweet talk, and the both of them know it, so she doesn't bother wasting her breath, just lets go of his shoulder and in the span of one step and the next red light flashes, there's a rush of slightly displaced air, and she's gone, and she's in the hallway, and light flashes, and then she's gone, and if he wants to, he can watch her run through the halls like an old-timey flipbook animatic, red light flickering each forceful "frame" of motion from off to on.