[He hums a noncommittal sound at that.] They have many tricks up their sleeves, it seems.
Waverly has a mark, some strange cross. She said that people were driven to harming themselves. Throwing themselves into fires, cutting gashes in their arms.
[He’s worried. But he can’t say that, so he settles for: ]
I don't know yet! [The words are bitten off in a harsh snap. More proof to his worry than anything– the more he felt fear, or concern, the angrier his words were.
His next ones, though, are back to normal. Cool. Level. That familiar gravelly rumble that is his voice.] But I refuse to accept there's no way to stop him from being someone's puppet.
[Another reason that he's glad this isn't video: he winces when Kaz snaps, shies away from the phone, stomach dropping at this tone. He doesn't want to admit to what he's reminded of, but he also can't blame Kaz for his anger.]
If there's something we can do, you know I'll help you do it. [He tries to sound confident.] Waverly - the woman you talked to on the boat. She might be useful for information. We should keep in contact with her if she's been investigating the Veiled Order. Maybe that will help us get a step ahead.
[If he were a nicer person, he'd apologize for snapping. But he isn't. So he doesn't.]
I intend to. She might more information than she told me, it was a bit of a crashcourse. Or we'll find others.
[He pauses, suddenly, like a lightbulb clicking on in a darkened room, remembering something she'd said. ]
If we find nothing else... there is a way, she mentioned some people escaped the control of it. [It isn't pleasant. Of course it isn't.] Do you know how big the tattoo is? [It isn't as though he'd seen it.]
That won't work... it's too big... The people that broke the– spell, or... whatever it is, they had to cut it out. [He sighs.] Don't even mention it to him. I don't want him doing something stupid.
[He doesn't know. He doesn't know, and he keeps not knowing, and he hates it. Hell has had it out for him since he set foot here. He's already tired of it.]
Back to the drawing board. I'm going to try to talk to some of the others. Maybe they remember something he didn't. Or... [I don't know.] We'll just start with information again... go from them.
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Date: 2021-07-24 09:43 pm (UTC)Waverly has a mark, some strange cross. She said that people were driven to harming themselves. Throwing themselves into fires, cutting gashes in their arms.
[He’s worried. But he can’t say that, so he settles for: ]
I don’t trust it, Wylan. Not at all.
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Date: 2021-07-24 09:56 pm (UTC)[What else could he say with that information? He sighs, grateful that this isn't a video call.]
I wouldn't trust it either. What can we do? It sounds like that we're always a step behind them.
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Date: 2021-07-24 10:05 pm (UTC)I don't know. But we're going to find a way. We're going fix this.
[Kaz isn't sure who he's trying harder to convince.]
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Date: 2021-07-24 10:08 pm (UTC)[Which is the worst part of all of this.]
I don't think it's possible.
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Date: 2021-07-24 10:22 pm (UTC)His next ones, though, are back to normal. Cool. Level. That familiar gravelly rumble that is his voice.] But I refuse to accept there's no way to stop him from being someone's puppet.
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Date: 2021-07-24 10:39 pm (UTC)If there's something we can do, you know I'll help you do it. [He tries to sound confident.] Waverly - the woman you talked to on the boat. She might be useful for information. We should keep in contact with her if she's been investigating the Veiled Order. Maybe that will help us get a step ahead.
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Date: 2021-07-24 10:53 pm (UTC)I intend to. She might more information than she told me, it was a bit of a crashcourse. Or we'll find others.
[He pauses, suddenly, like a lightbulb clicking on in a darkened room, remembering something she'd said. ]
If we find nothing else... there is a way, she mentioned some people escaped the control of it. [It isn't pleasant. Of course it isn't.] Do you know how big the tattoo is? [It isn't as though he'd seen it.]
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Date: 2021-07-24 11:03 pm (UTC)[He's seen it. Sorry that he didn't mention it before but his mind was racing at the time.]
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Date: 2021-07-24 11:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-07-24 11:12 pm (UTC)[Maybe it was a blessing that it was so big.]
So what's next? [Where was their next opportunity to do something?]
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Date: 2021-07-24 11:16 pm (UTC)Back to the drawing board. I'm going to try to talk to some of the others. Maybe they remember something he didn't. Or... [I don't know.] We'll just start with information again... go from them.
[It's all he has right now.]
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Date: 2021-07-24 11:25 pm (UTC)[Whatever information they had they needed to record it.]
We can't just rely on memory.
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Date: 2021-07-24 11:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-07-24 11:58 pm (UTC)[He'll ask Harriet later if the phones can record things. Sure, it would really only benefit him, but it would be better than struggling to read.]
Is there anything else you need me to do?
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Date: 2021-07-25 12:00 am (UTC)[click.]