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[From the get-go, almost anyone who knows Rey might immediately sense that something's... off, about her. For one thing, she's activated the video feed, which she just about never does. Second, she carries herself oddly than usual these days. More rigid, her jaw tight. Third, there is a stone cold expression that might startle the faintest of hearts if they're so unfortunate to wake up to this face.]

"Greetings."

[When she speaks, it's even more obvious that she isn't right. Rey is not the 'greetings' type, and her tone is different as well. Her r's roll and her voice is lower. Not that she had a high-pitched voice before, it's just -- different. Those from Earth might even be able to recognize it as a distinctive Russian inflection.]

"I skip pretenses and keep this brief: It would seem our successor designated 'just Rey' has tampered with our memory core. Up here." [As 'Rey' says this, she taps the corner of her head as if to emphasize her point.] "Present designation is Operative Safronov. Is not my desire to be here. This area of operation is successor's purview. Not mine. She messed up brain. I fix it. Is what I do.

"Do not seek us. Not now. Have only vague estimate for damage. Safety could be compromised."

[She pauses, then adds:] "Looking for successor designated 'just Rey's contacts." [i.e. friends? What those are.] "Might help. Might not. I make no promise.

"Apologies for those inconvenienced by this asshole."

[On that rather blunt note, 'Rey' -- or, rather, Safronov, reaches for her device and the screen goes black. Now that she's made her point clear, she wants to minimize any chance of people seeing and discovering her current position.]

[ooc: A quick clarification -- Rey has recently jacked into her own brain to try and fudge some memories, and fudged up herself instead. This will not be a permanent thing. More info here.]

Comments

voice.

[puzzlingly]

「That infection thing doesn't sound good at all.」

Okay — let's think it's not locked, what would happen?

「He's usually all for optimism, but gotta be prepared.」

voice.

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Then infection will spread. Our minds corrupt. Become unstable.

[Which she doesn't need to say it, but is bad news bears for everyone all around, especially for those close to Rey.]

voice.

[puzzlingly]

「Unstable... more? Wait, no, don't say that. It was only a hard patch, which is why we are here.
But she definitely doesn't need to explain more.」

Got it.

voice.

[circumitus]

[Get it? Got it?] Good.

If you believe you can help, I send coordinates tomorrow.

[And if not, she'll have to move on.]

voice.

[puzzlingly]

I'll wait.

「Yeah, no, if not, he'll hunt her down.」

Hmm... thanks, for doing this.

「She really needs it.」

voice.

[circumitus]

For doing what exactly?

[Maybe he means the fact that she doesn't intend to replace her successor, even if that was an option for her. But really, Safronov isn't someone who gets praises and appreciation that often.]

voice.

[puzzlingly]

Trying to fix things. I guess.

「He knows it's not damn easy...」

disconnect;

[circumitus]

[Well then.] Don't have many options.

[And with that, she cuts the feed.]