Library, Wednesday

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Anyone expecting a quiet redhead behind the circulation was in for a rude surprise--emphasis on the rude. There was a lanky brunette behind the counter today, watchful and on edge. There was a knife strapped to her hip and a gun within easy reach under the desk.

Zee wasn't taking any chances with the creepy guys that were suddenly around the island today. She was going to be the sister in view for the rest of the week, their other classes and identities be damned. One surprise attack that had them appearing in one of those weird machines was more than enough, thanks.

Don't expect a lot of help from today's substitute library aide, unless you were planning a trip out to put the hurt on some of those tire-wearing freaks. Then Zee was all yours.

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Re: Researchers

[electrocynic]

Electroclash still had the from yesterday with her. And the computers were still there. So, re-connecting with Pandora was possible.

But her people skills were no better than they had been yesterday. So, she really needed someone else to do the talking.

And, well, Evan was there. So. "Hey, kid! You look like you could appeal to someone's protective instincts."

Re: Researchers

[genesishero]

Well, there was an interesting conversation starter. Evan blinked up at Electroclash from the book in his hands, and then pointed at himself as if to say, 'me?'

"I suppose, if there are any protective instincts to appeal to. Um... Are there?"

They kind of seemed to be in short supply these days.

Re: Researchers

[electrocynic]

"'S what I'm hoping, anyway," Electroclash drawled. She held up the ECHO communicator. "We had a couple of lads try and use this to get a connection going to that Pandora place. They got through to this Dr. Tannis, or whatever the fuck her name was, and cocked it up so bad she hung up on them."

Or maybe she'd just been feeling really antisocial, and it hadn't mattered who'd said what. But this was Electroclash's story, and she was sticking to it.

"Someone not as inept as them should try."

Re: Researchers

[genesishero]

"I... Oh." Evan blinked, trying to figure out just what someone would have to say, when asking for help, to tick someone off that badly.

He decided that maybe it would be for the best if he didn't think about it too hard.

"I could give it a try," he decided, looking at the communicator curiously. "Anything to help, you know? Is there anything I should know before I make the call, or do I just kind of, um... explain that we need some sort of help?"

Re: Researchers

[electrocynic]

Elctroclash shrugged. "Well, the whole reason they were trying to contact her was that she's supposed to be some kind of a 'Vault expert'." There were finger quotes, oh yes. "So that might be worth mentioning. But, yeah. pleading for help might be the way to go."

Re: Researchers

[genesishero]

"Okay... Call the expert about the... vault thing that the Hyperion guys are looking for or digging up or building or whatever they're doing out there, and then..." Evan shrugged his shoulders a little. "Appeal to her better nature. Um. And really, really hope she's got one. I can do that."

If he made puppy eyes while talking, maybe she could hear those?

Re: Researchers

[electrocynic]

Oh, those were going to be useful, since it was going to be a video call! As was perhaps about to become apparent as Electroclash strode towards a computer so she could hook the communicator into it.

"Right, come along," she said. "Sure you look a bit funny, but compared to the two pillocks who tried this yesterday..."

Re: Researchers

[genesishero]

Evan only kind of wrinkled his nose at the 'you look funny' statement. Heck, he knew he did, so it wasn't like he could really argue.

"... Well, I'll try my best," he murmured, following along behind her and watching her work. "Let's give it a try? We don't have much left to lose at this point, I'm guessing."

Re: Researchers

[electrocynic]

"Not a whole lot," Electroclash agreed. The communicator was in place, the screen was on... Only one thing left to do. Her voice went electronic, distorted. "|ECHO communicator redial.|"

And then she stepped back, and so began the call.