Advanced Negotiations

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"We're going to continue on with our discussion about slim odds. If everyone could get back with their groups."

Padme waits for the seats to shuffle about.

"If you were out last time, just sit with any group and they will fill you in. Now... I want your groups to come up with a solution to this:'

"You are in enemy territory. You don't know the layout of the land, it's your first time in thise location. You had not the chance to do research and frankly, your current situation is unintentional. You and your group are trying to make your way through to civilization, or at least what you hopes pass for it. Suddenly, you are surrounded. They are armed. You are not.'

"What do you do?"

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[can_be_more]

"A different version of me?" Aeryn looks around again to make sure no one's watching. "There's no other version of me. Have you been drinking already today?"

[miss-monochrome.livejournal.com]

::glares:: You know, I wish somebody would realize that...that when I say something there's a *slight* chance that it could be the truth.

Haven't...haven't you ever thought it strange that...that I know Crichton, and yet he doesn't really know me? That...that the crazy Banik knows you? And now Zhaan knows you?

[can_be_more]

"All the crazy Banik has done in my presence is babble about how they said there would be no Peacekeepers here," she says. "You're saying we all knew each other? That's... How would that even be possible?"

[miss-monochrome.livejournal.com]

::shrugs:: Frell, I'm not even completely sure how I got here in the first place. So how...how would I know how there's different realities? But, yeah, somehow, at least in *my* past, we all knew each other. Were even, maybe...kinda friends. You know, on...on the good days.

[can_be_more]

"So... in your reality, you and I, and Zhaan and the crazy Banik... and John? were all friends somewhere else? You do realize this sounds completely insane."

[miss-monochrome.livejournal.com]

Yes. And zombies attacking the school that has a squid in the basement sounds so completely sane.

But, yup. You, me, Stark, Zhaan, and John. One big dysfunctional happy family. ::has no idea if she should be telling her this without messing with some space-time whatever law::

[can_be_more]

Aeryn stares at her. More. "All right, I can buy some of that- if I choose to- but John doesn't belong there. This isn't funny."

[miss-monochrome.livejournal.com]

I'm not frelling *trying* to be funny, alright?

::sighs, frustrated:: You know what? Fine, ok, you're right. I...I must've made a mistake. I never met Crichton before. Must've been somebody who...who looked like him. Like him and Cameron. ::nods:: That must be it.

[can_be_more]

Aeryn almost says something, but she doesn't really have a comeback. It sounds wrong, but stranger things have happened. After all, she went to school here. "Look, let's just finish the project, all right?"