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[a_shadow]

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after the refugees are settled; text

[niffin]

hi, i saw that we’re both teaching.

i don’t really know how that works here, so if there's anything established that'd be cool to know. i don't think you get paid to teach teachers, but i don't think any of us get paid at all? so i appreciate it either way.

text

[a_shadow]

It's not something they had set up when I was here before, so I'm not really sure what they're going for. I'm supposed to make up the lessons, but they haven't told me what to teach.

the night of the 14th; action-ish?

[kickbancaboose]

[ late, late, late into the night of the 14th, church drops a carefully but clumsily wrapped package off at tex's door for her to find later. the package is wrapped in brown packing paper and contains a few chocolates swiped from the valentine's day party along with a couple books (romantic classics) he "borrowed" from the moira's library.

tucked into the cover of one of the books is a hastily scrawled note, mysteriously unsigned: ]

"happy valentine's day

by the way these books are from the library so once you're done with them you should probably return them
or don't i don't care

if you don't return them though i did sign your name out for them"

[ at the end of the note, there's a very heavily crossed out "xoxo" that tex may or may not be able to make out. ]

text

[a_shadow]

[ The package is found by Tex's roommates, coming in from the party, and it's by process of elimination that they figure out the box is meant for her. She sends a response the next morning. ]

I know you were making do with what you had available but for future reference a present that's entirely free isn't the best way to impress me.

Spacebook Status

[a_shadow]

I'm sure they won't miss just one of these knives

text; some time after the ambush from Church

[hatesimprovising]

Hey, uh, Tex?

I basically just got told to go fuck myself six ways to Sunday by someone who claims I don't remember them and I'm wondering if you might be able to fill me in a little? Because I'm really confused.

I get that he's probably from somewhere in the future compared to me, but even a little bit of context would be appreciated if you know anything about it? He said something about saving my life, and I feel bad for having no idea what he's talking about.

text;

[a_shadow]

[ It was bound to come down to this sooner or later, mainly because she knows Church can't keep his damn mouth shut. So it'll all come out now, she supposes. ]

I guess you've met Church then. I suppose that name will mean something to you.

the day after rinzler recode post; text

[niffin]

i put in for a room reassignment. it's not personal, i just don't think it's helpful for either of us right now.

[ She's been sleeping in the classroom more nights than not — even before this latest fire. ]

i'll be in 015 down the hall if you need anything.

text

[a_shadow]

Not like it changes much. But thanks for letting me know.

text; 6/04

[hatesimprovising]

Caboose is here.

Thought I'd give you a heads-up.

[ Not even sure why he's letting her know. He just figures he should if she hasn't noticed the giant Blue around already.

--Oh right, there is a reason. ]

Sounds like he's from some time in the future.

text; 6/04

[a_shadow]

[ She's spent the last while recuperating from her injuries, and after that she's mostly been using the workout facilities to gain her strength again.

Of course, that instinct to punch things has nothing to do with Church's disappearance. And the fact that she hasn't noticed Caboose yet doesn't have anything to do with that either. ]

Thanks for letting me know.

[ Both for the fact that he's here, and about the timeline nonsense. ]

text; after church's disappearance

[hatesimprovising]

Church's name is missing from the manifest.

Wondering if you know anything about it.

[ Short and to the point. There's no sense in beating around the bush about this, and if anyone knows if Church left of his own will or not, it's going to be Tex. ]

text;

[a_shadow]

Don't do whatever it is you're planning on doing, Washington. I'm not in the mood to be fucked with.

[the day after the party -- text]

[ryuuzaki]

Hello.

[a_shadow]

Hello yourself

Spacebook Status

[a_shadow]

I've never felt more at home in my life. I hope we never leave.

action; on the evening of the 11th

[a_shadow]

It had been a fairly typical day, as they went here while the ship has been docked at the minicolony. Tex had suffered a bout of exhaustion after their foray onto the minicolony the first day, so she's mainly been living on the ship while others do their traveling back and forth. On this particular day, she and Daniel met up for dinner after the workday, and after they finished, decided to go back to her room together. They no longer have to worry about privacy, as Nate is in cryo and Matt has disappeared. The prospect of not needing to worry about being interrupted is exciting in its own way and she's anticipating being able to participate more in their activities than she was able to do the last time.

Tex isn't expecting to find a box outside her door when they approach, but here it is. It's been a while since mail call meant receiving something she would actually want, not since she received her deck of playing cards. "Could you carry that in for me?" she asks Daniel, knowing already that opening this in front of him could mean making herself vulnerable in a way she's going to be uncomfortable with. Yet she knows she won't be able to leave it sit in the corner unopened and enjoy herself in bed, so opening it will probably be happening shortly.

[ryuuzaki]

He's been walking along beside her through the corridors. It would be natural to pull back a little when she approaches the door, to give her a chance to get inside first, but seeing the box there, he doesn't. Instead, he anticipates the request to bring the box in and is bending over to pick it up the moment she asks.

"It probably doesn't have a bomb in it," he says dryly.

What's weird about the box is that it's a little too large for its weight. A small, heavy box would be normal; this one has a few relatively heavy things inside it, poorly distributed, but the overall weight seems inconsistent.

Once they're inside, he sets it on the bed that doesn't currently have an owner, the one that had belonged to the blind roommate.

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

hello tex. long time no see. [Since the medbay adventures after the party planet]

i heard that you got little gift from isha not too long time ago and put it somewhere safe.

[a_shadow]

You did, did you

I suppose that means you know something about who it belongs to

video, july 19th;

[infailtration]

With Carolina's help, York has killed his shadow. It feels hollow somehow, knowing that it attacked his friends, that it caused them pain in ways other than physical. He needs to know what it's done so he contacts them each in turn, and now is Tex's. He appears on the TAB screen looking tired but triumphant.

"Hey. Mine's dead -- did you get yours or do you need help finding it?"

video, july 19th;

[a_shadow]

"They got it shortly after I broadcasted earlier," she says. Unlike York, she doesn't sound accomplished. She just sounds tired. "Washington was involved, coincidentally."

voice;

[startpoint]

There's someone rattling off the Mother of Invention's classification numbers on the network. I'm planning to make contact, I thought you'd want to know.

voice;

[a_shadow]

[ Being contacted out of the blue by Carolina? Weird. Being contacted about something like this? Well. Maybe not as weird. ]

Thanks for letting me know. I'll keep an eye on it.

Text; Private

[beautifulspaceraptor]

Texas, you've got a couple friends popping up on the network there. Just a heads up.

[ He's not sure if they're her friends or enemies, but he figures she might like to know. Plus, hey, potential information on what was going down on Team UNSC here. ]

Text; Private

[a_shadow]

Yeah, seems like an epidemic all the sudden.

After http://thisavrou-log.dreamwidth.org/198089.html?thread=32672457#cmt32672457

[warandpeace]

Mind helping me up the stairs?

[This is an excuse to talk to her without giving anything away to suspicious parties. The more caution the better.]

[a_shadow]

[ She'd seen his leg when she'd been in his room with Lavellan. She doesn't actually assume this is a ruse, but it's best to be prepared for anything. She lets Ryuuzaki know where she's going and gets up. ]

Yeah, of course. Where are you?
Your room?

text

[sightsset]

[He could send her the same message he sent everyone else, but he knows that's not going to cut it with her. Agent Texas has always been different from the rest of them, both in skill and in dynamic. And right now, he knows that on top of everything else, she doesn't need to get dragged into drama that doesn't necessarily involve or reflect in her.

[Instead, he decides to make it a more personal thing.]

Hey, I wanted to let you know that I'm calling a meeting for Freelancers in an hour in the library. I'm really encouraging everybody else to be there, but I know after what we went through, drama from a world you aren't gonna go home to isn't something you necessarily wanna get involved in. The problems the team are facing aren't yours to fix, and while I think you might benefit from sitting in on us talking about it, I know that you have a family and a life to sort out outside the petty crap we've been slinging around lately.

If you want to come, I just ask that it's only you. I know Ryuuzaki's a good guy, but more than half of us don't know him well enough to consider him a teammate, and things are gonna get really personal.

If you'd rather not, and I totally understand if you don't, I can give you a rundown of what happens afterward. You also have a lot on your plate, and if you'd rather just stay out of it, we'll respect that. No matter what you pick, you're our ally, and we have your back. Focus on what you need to, and I'll take care of the rest.

Let me know what you decide.

text

[a_shadow]

I need to think about it and talk to somebody about something. But I'll let you know what I decide.

text;

[ventifact]

hey
you had the beer on kaitttos yet

text;

[a_shadow]

Actually, no.

Why, have you?

Text

[notyourrookie]

They're gone

Text

[a_shadow]

[ A message this short and cryptic could never bode well. Especially considering who it's coming from. ]

Who?

Post-demon fight

[notglitching]

It's been three centicycles since the threat appeared. Ten user-days hunting and searching, guarding his allies and rushing to their side. And a little less than that since Texas reached out to coordinate. Calling on security, or whoever would stand in. Strategizing—successfully—for how to trap a threat they couldn't kill.

Rinzler's role was in pursuit. Targeting the threat where it surfaced, and driving it in the direction required for containment in the end. The specific mechanisms of their box are an [unknown], and with the danger fully quarantined, he doesn't have a purpose here. Still, he lingers as the other combatants disperse, helmet turned toward the container.

And a little less directly, on the user taking charge of it.

[a_shadow]

Tex is gathering the box from those who constructed it, offering thank-yous as appropriate, and preparing to stash the box away. She doesn't really know what can be done with it other than that—she doesn't relish having a box with a malicious entity in it stored in her room, but destroying it isn't an option. Not when they don't know of any way to destroy the spirit or whatever it is inside. She doesn't want to release it again by trying to kill it.

When she realizes Rinzler is waiting to speak to her, helmet tilted in that familiar questioning manner, she pauses, then approaches him. They might have their differences, but she can still read his body language. She thinks, anyway.

"You asking what I'm going to do with it?" she says. "Because—" She glances to see if they're being eavesdropped on. They aren't. "—I honestly don't know."