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Work Friends Are Like Prison Friends [October | Closed to the Ocularum]
Who: Agent Jean & Members of the Ocularum They Don't Know Well Yet
What: Post-Gala Follow-ups & Allaying Concerns
When: Early October
Where: YOU pick
Warning(s): Honestly hard to list but, y'know, Jean Things. Violence, corporate exploitation, discussions of brutality, depression & self-loathing, absolutely bonkers capitalist bullshit
Those members of the Ocularum who have recently joined, or whom Jean does not yet know well, find handwritten letters delivered to them. The writing itself is neat and professional, though at some difficulty; the thick paper bears the marks of scouring sand for the ink, indentations where spelling mistakes or sloppy handwriting from picking up speed has been destroyed and replaced with something the author deems more suitable. Still.
Esteemed Peer,
You may recognize me from the recent meeting. I must apologize for not being at my best during that time; I offer no excuses. However, given the state of recent events, and especially rising tensions in Pumpkin Hollow, I am moved to correct my previous state of negligence. It would be my privilege, if you are amenable, to meet and discuss at a time or place of your choosing and explain whatever happenings at the Gala you deem in need of explanation, and answer questions you may have as to my intentions, qualifications, and background. Food and drink can be provided; time of day or inconvenience of locale are no object. Please send your reply via letter, telephone, or sending stone to:
Agent Jean of Hyrule (pending), Pumpkin Hollow Recovery Task Force
What: Post-Gala Follow-ups & Allaying Concerns
When: Early October
Where: YOU pick
Warning(s): Honestly hard to list but, y'know, Jean Things. Violence, corporate exploitation, discussions of brutality, depression & self-loathing, absolutely bonkers capitalist bullshit
Those members of the Ocularum who have recently joined, or whom Jean does not yet know well, find handwritten letters delivered to them. The writing itself is neat and professional, though at some difficulty; the thick paper bears the marks of scouring sand for the ink, indentations where spelling mistakes or sloppy handwriting from picking up speed has been destroyed and replaced with something the author deems more suitable. Still.
Esteemed Peer,
You may recognize me from the recent meeting. I must apologize for not being at my best during that time; I offer no excuses. However, given the state of recent events, and especially rising tensions in Pumpkin Hollow, I am moved to correct my previous state of negligence. It would be my privilege, if you are amenable, to meet and discuss at a time or place of your choosing and explain whatever happenings at the Gala you deem in need of explanation, and answer questions you may have as to my intentions, qualifications, and background. Food and drink can be provided; time of day or inconvenience of locale are no object. Please send your reply via letter, telephone, or sending stone to:
Agent Jean of Hyrule (pending), Pumpkin Hollow Recovery Task Force
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"But for right now, he's safe from any demonic bullshit!" Alice snaps, sharper than she really means to. "Which he won't be if I go back on this! We can't all have the power to behead demons, alright! I'm just a government fucking drone who can't seem to stop selling her fucking soul to the devil just to fucking survive! I don't have the luxury of sitting pretty, pretending I'm ever actually gonna amount to anything else whilst my bank account drains, or— or people around me start getting big ideas about cracking the big mystery! I'm just— I'm nothing. I'm nothing but this."
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The thing is, Jean is not confident they have the power to attack Aster. Twilight is too much like the Dark Feast; it is, quite likely, not competent to wound him. Drastic action may be required, but it's clear that Alice will not take it willingly, or accept it being taken on her behalf.
Hrm.
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She buries her face in her hands, and her hands in her knees. Breathes. God that was fucking pitiful. She's meant to have it so much more together than this.
"...yeah, well. Don't think a 'just world' is ever gonna exist. Even before the demons and monsters and creepy government bullshit—" it always felt like this. The idealism of young adulthood doesn't last long in the face of surviving in a world that doesn't want you to thrive.
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"...honestly, mate, I don't even know if I wanna believe you."
She's not sure if being more use than any other pawn would be reassuring or not. But nothing much is reassuring right now, anyway, so it's harder to tell than ever.
Wrap?
It will be several hours before Jean reasons out that this idea is completely insane on their part.
"I am available if you have need, Comrade Dyer. And...my condolences."
It's time to leave.
wrap!
Well, he is trying to set Alice up with Sam, but that's probably not what they're thinking about...
"...yeah. Well. Thanks. I guess."
She'll need to take a bit before she goes back to work.