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[Saturday is rubbing sleep from her face as she talks, hair disheveled and her bunk in the background.  The sounds is slightly unsynced, just enough to be annoying, and the image is tinted purple.  Still, it's coherent]

Hey, crew.  We've all had a real fucking night an' I'm sorry to add more, but this might be useful.  I think I just a clue from like, some kinda supernatural dream-traveling hint-dispenser?  Called themselves Cain and Abel, gave me a choice between a secret and a mystery, I picked mystery 'cause it meant I could tell you guys about it.

Man, I hope this sounds familiar to someone.

It was Cain I talked to, he told me a story about two brothers who uh - fuckin' hell - one killed the other because they were both in love with some invisible chick named Bell but she hadn't picked him.  Their parents thought the one brother just flipped out and did murder for some fuckin' reason, because they thought Belle was fictional?  Someone who knows what they're doing, start asking me some questions because I don't know how this is supposed to be relevant, but the dude said it was and he was for real.  I got some experience an' I know when the dream I'm having didn't come outta my own head.

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[wheyoftheadept]

I coulda opted out. I didn't want to. [She's insistent on this point; it matters to her. Maybe cause's it's one of the things she leans on to keep it together.]

...but yeah. It sucks.

[parannoyed]

When you're that wrapped up in a bad situation, choice is an illusion. You either survive or you don't.

[Ray of sunshine, even while hopped up on morphine, isn't he.]

[wheyoftheadept]

I wasn't. I got rescued. I went back. You can believe me or not, but you weren't there.

[parannoyed]

I'm not high enough for conversations about the pressures that drive us to fight things, so I'm going to shut up and also push my happy juice button a lot more.

[He waves the button around, the one that goes to his pain pump. And then hits it a few more times until the automatic safety cut off based on the dosing he's gotten so far kicks in.]

[And here comes the morphine rush yay.]

Juuuuice.

[wheyoftheadept]

Probably a good idea.

[She cracks a small but real smile, so he knows there's no hard feelings.]

Been a fucking night. At least you get drugs.

[parannoyed]

But I also got stabs. Nooot entirely worth the trade off.