Oh you're right. [ Escha didn't really question why they're each responsible for telling different people. ] Maybe we're doing it one on one and face to face so that we can answer questions better...?
Or...
[ Hm. If it were anyone else she might have left it there. But she talks a bit slowly, now, like she's saying it as it occurs to her: ]
Or maybe it's because it's already pretending to be one of us.
... We don't know how early it started with the first group. We just know that once it started, it dwindled down the numbers quickly.
It's possible it's already masquerading as one of us, but that means we didn't have a lot of time to get to know each other. Which means we're vulnerable.
Right... And I thought maybe we could have secret code words, but there's no guarantee it can't see our memories, or wouldn't see us deciding on the words.
So it's like all we know is what to be afraid of, but nothing helpful.
[ She's concerned!! Which is why she comes out with the towel wrapped around her, so that he doesn't have to wait for her to get dressed!
It's fine. ] It's your turn to wash up.
[ And, hmm. ]
Perfume...? I wonder if it has some special effect. [ Probably would be a weird conclusion to jump to if they weren't alchemists, but. They are. ] Oh - and we got a note, too! Do you know who has it? Maybe I could ask for it, or make a copy of it...
[ Cool, cool, cool, she takes it and then. Turns around quickly. ]
I'll be right back...!
[ You know if it weren't for all the decor in this hotel, she probably would have made it through that interaction weirdly unconcerned but!! Thanks to their surroundings she really is hurrying off. ]
She returns pretty quickly; Logy isn't a messy person and his roommate is so tiny that there's no mistaking whose clothes are whose. Her only moment of hesitation was at having to grab his underwear but it's. Fine.
Once she's handed his clothes over she's just. Turning away. Gotta stare at the conspiracy board wall very intently, it's very. Important right now. ]
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Or...
[ Hm. If it were anyone else she might have left it there. But she talks a bit slowly, now, like she's saying it as it occurs to her: ]
Or maybe it's because it's already pretending to be one of us.
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It's possible it's already masquerading as one of us, but that means we didn't have a lot of time to get to know each other. Which means we're vulnerable.
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So it's like all we know is what to be afraid of, but nothing helpful.
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There has to be something we can do, but what is it?
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[ But she can't leave Logy out of the loop. In the meantime he can hear her getting out of the bath and drying off. ]
Oh, and we got a lighter. From the scavenger hunt...
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We got some kind of perfume bottle, but the note that came with it was incomprehensible. So it might be something else.
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It's fine. ] It's your turn to wash up.
[ And, hmm. ]
Perfume...? I wonder if it has some special effect. [ Probably would be a weird conclusion to jump to if they weren't alchemists, but. They are. ] Oh - and we got a note, too! Do you know who has it? Maybe I could ask for it, or make a copy of it...
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[He's pointedly not looking at her as he walks into the bathroom and strips down.]
It's possible. I don't know why they'd give out a normal bottle of perfume after everything.
Muzet has it, unless she gave it to somebody else.
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I'll ask her about it, then. I bet that means every group got one, huh?
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That sounds right. Every group got one item, and probably one message? Maybe if they're all arranged together they say something.
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Maybe. Or maybe if we learn about all the items, we'll know what to do with them.
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Because otherwise it's just like they're messing with us...
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[Anyway, he'll get out and wrap a towel around himself.
... And realize he doesn't have an extra pair of clothes here. RIP.]
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Granted, Escha still hasn't thought of it. ]
That feels like the slogan of this place. "I'd be happy to be wrong."
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...
I don't have any of my clean clothes in this room.
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Oh!
Um, I could go get some for you? Where's your clamshell? [ Probably?? In his pocket? Hrm. ]
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It's- hold on.
[He'll just have to reach into the pants pocket and pull it out. At least he has a towel, it covers enough, as he walks it to her.]
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I'll be right back...!
[ You know if it weren't for all the decor in this hotel, she probably would have made it through that interaction weirdly unconcerned but!! Thanks to their surroundings she really is hurrying off. ]
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She returns pretty quickly; Logy isn't a messy person and his roommate is so tiny that there's no mistaking whose clothes are whose. Her only moment of hesitation was at having to grab his underwear but it's. Fine.
Once she's handed his clothes over she's just. Turning away. Gotta stare at the conspiracy board wall very intently, it's very. Important right now. ]
I'm sorry, Logy. I didn't even think about it.
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[You know when you're kidnapped to a weird sex hotel and your coworker is also there? Yeah, this is all so normal. Normal and not worrying at all.
He's just going to walk back into the bathroom to dress himself and will his boner to go away.
It's not particularly effective. When the location has sex everywhere, it's difficult to stop thinking about it.]
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But - it was kind of nice talking to you while bathing. It was... Efficient?
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