[ "Irritated" is a frequent tone for that voice, as Break well knows by now, but the hard edge to it on this occasion is far less so. It's not aimed at Break, however. ]
That the man's-- disappearance, [ for lack of a better word, and yet how ordinary a word it seems for what seems to have been, essentially, de-existence. ] had to do with straying out of some proximity from the Transporter, and he seemed to have been mentally unstable in his last moments. That's the extent of it.
[ A deep breath, let out in a puff. An unseen rubbing at temples. ]
Nothing definite. That Stanley fellow is often confused, however.... his account made it seem as though Mister Lawson had some privileged information about the United Earth in this particular timeline.
Did he contact the UE? Does the Initiative have some way of gathering intelligence that they are keeping from us? Is this true, or is it misinformation designed to frighten and control us?
...considering what he'd apparently just witnessed, one can hardly hold him to blame.
[ He's been trying not to think on it too hard, himself. Lest he find himself unable to think further. ]
Given the state of the Initiative-- the old Initiative, what remains of them-- I'm highly skeptical of Lawson's words being more than a reference to what he knew of the previous UE, combined with the knowledge that they still exist in Exsilium-- as it is at present.
[ The ramblings of madness, he leaves unsaid. Along with a final, desperate commission, driven by fear. ....he can't imagine Lowell and his colleagues would be capable of, or even willing to commit that level of... conspiracy? Control? At this stage of affairs, either. As far as he knows, which, he has had to (frustratedly) admit to himself more and more of late, isn't much at all.
Fabric rumples, as a back leans tiredly against its chair. ]
Skeptical, but not entirely certain. And therein lies a problem you're already aware of.
What do we know of the UE? As it is, now? What threat is it that we're up against?
— he's behind you. This conversation isn't appropriate for the Network, anyway. ]
Agreed. We can't simply be skeptical or make assumptions. It's not enough to be right, we must be very right. Speaking of which, there's another unanswered question: how did this snow-covered world come to pass? What did we do? Was it by accident, or design?
[ Thankfully he doesn't have headphones, though the screech still draws a slight wince, as he leans further back on two carefully balanced chairlegs and---
---blinks at the upside-down countenance of Xerxes Break. When did he--?
...
Thump. Upright again, and turning to face him proper. A tapping on screens as the tablet is switched off. ]
...as for that. What have you heard of the apparent historical circumstances behind this climate?
audio, Jan 2nd - private, as until further notice
[ "Irritated" is a frequent tone for that voice, as Break well knows by now, but the hard edge to it on this occasion is far less so. It's not aimed at Break, however. ]
That the man's-- disappearance, [ for lack of a better word, and yet how ordinary a word it seems for what seems to have been, essentially, de-existence. ] had to do with straying out of some proximity from the Transporter, and he seemed to have been mentally unstable in his last moments. That's the extent of it.
[ A deep breath, let out in a puff. An unseen rubbing at temples. ]
Have you anything beyond that?
no subject
Did he contact the UE? Does the Initiative have some way of gathering intelligence that they are keeping from us? Is this true, or is it misinformation designed to frighten and control us?
no subject
[ He's been trying not to think on it too hard, himself. Lest he find himself unable to think further. ]
Given the state of the Initiative-- the old Initiative, what remains of them-- I'm highly skeptical of Lawson's words being more than a reference to what he knew of the previous UE, combined with the knowledge that they still exist in Exsilium-- as it is at present.
[ The ramblings of madness, he leaves unsaid. Along with a final, desperate commission, driven by fear. ....he can't imagine Lowell and his colleagues would be capable of, or even willing to commit that level of... conspiracy? Control? At this stage of affairs, either. As far as he knows, which, he has had to (frustratedly) admit to himself more and more of late, isn't much at all.
Fabric rumples, as a back leans tiredly against its chair. ]
Skeptical, but not entirely certain. And therein lies a problem you're already aware of.
What do we know of the UE? As it is, now? What threat is it that we're up against?
no subject
— he's behind you. This conversation isn't appropriate for the Network, anyway. ]
Agreed. We can't simply be skeptical or make assumptions. It's not enough to be right, we must be very right. Speaking of which, there's another unanswered question: how did this snow-covered world come to pass? What did we do? Was it by accident, or design?
no subject
---blinks at the upside-down countenance of Xerxes Break. When did he--?
...
Thump. Upright again, and turning to face him proper. A tapping on screens as the tablet is switched off. ]
...as for that. What have you heard of the apparent historical circumstances behind this climate?