10-18-2013, 09:58 PM
When it comes right down to it, Sera pays more attention to Jim than to anyone else in the room. It's easy to see why. He has the great good sense to show up to this thing with whiskey and hand. Her perch on the back of the couch shifts and she braces herself with a hand against the spine and she's watching him, listening to him, digesting his thoughts, letting them run countercyclic through her own mind. This sliding frown knits between her brows. She has not considered that Keller might have awakened; the thought has her breathing out, sharply, not quite whistling as Jim speculates.
When he asks if anyone can neutralize Keller's avatar, Sera simply shakes her head. Her eyes are dark as they sweep around the room, lingering briefly on the virtual stranger whose power she can feel, palpable in the room. Question inherent in the weight of her attention.
"I'd be okay with involving the Techs. Not giving them the PCP. Jim, they could trace the maker if she's still alive, but just. Giving them the tip and letting them deal with the film and whatever's behind it or beyond it. Just the <i>info</i>.
"Hand it over as anonymously as possible and step back."
A neat little shrug. Sera pushes a free hand through the weight of her long blond curls, shaking her fingers thoughtlessly through the tangled strands.
"But if Keller's awakened, awakening, possessed; whatever he is, Jim, I don't know how I feel about giving him to them. No matter how fucked up he is. I mean, fuck.
"Look at how they were trying to use Leah as like, bait - or lab material.
"As for scouting and scrying and the rest, I kind of agree with Jim. I mean, what the fuck does it matter if he's there or not. Either way, we go in. If he's there, to get the film. If he's not there, to get clues about whether he was ever fucking there and where the fuck he went and where the fuck he might've left it, right?
"And we wanna do it right away, no reason to tip his ass off that we're looking. Give him time to bolt. But hell. If you think you can scout from far away without tipping him off, go for it."
That, to Mara.
"I'll go with you." To Kalen, then. "I'm pretty shit in a fight but if the film cultivates and feeds on fear, well fuck. Maybe I can counter it. Keep whoever's there sane long enough to grab the movie and GTFO.
"That's what I got."
When he asks if anyone can neutralize Keller's avatar, Sera simply shakes her head. Her eyes are dark as they sweep around the room, lingering briefly on the virtual stranger whose power she can feel, palpable in the room. Question inherent in the weight of her attention.
"I'd be okay with involving the Techs. Not giving them the PCP. Jim, they could trace the maker if she's still alive, but just. Giving them the tip and letting them deal with the film and whatever's behind it or beyond it. Just the <i>info</i>.
"Hand it over as anonymously as possible and step back."
A neat little shrug. Sera pushes a free hand through the weight of her long blond curls, shaking her fingers thoughtlessly through the tangled strands.
"But if Keller's awakened, awakening, possessed; whatever he is, Jim, I don't know how I feel about giving him to them. No matter how fucked up he is. I mean, fuck.
"Look at how they were trying to use Leah as like, bait - or lab material.
"As for scouting and scrying and the rest, I kind of agree with Jim. I mean, what the fuck does it matter if he's there or not. Either way, we go in. If he's there, to get the film. If he's not there, to get clues about whether he was ever fucking there and where the fuck he went and where the fuck he might've left it, right?
"And we wanna do it right away, no reason to tip his ass off that we're looking. Give him time to bolt. But hell. If you think you can scout from far away without tipping him off, go for it."
That, to Mara.
"I'll go with you." To Kalen, then. "I'm pretty shit in a fight but if the film cultivates and feeds on fear, well fuck. Maybe I can counter it. Keep whoever's there sane long enough to grab the movie and GTFO.
"That's what I got."
But my heart is wild and my bones are steel
And I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free.
- Phosphorescent, Song for Zula
And I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free.
- Phosphorescent, Song for Zula