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Started July 27, 2023 by @im-with-stoopid pets

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Tseth glares at Callisto before looking again at Doeider. If it was truly necessary to introduce himself, none of these people were from his existence. “My name is Tsethlekai Stryker. I come from the Wastelands, and that is all you need to know of me at this time.”

He tilts his head as he watches the others. The nameless person was still hiding. Or, attempting to. “Why don’t you come out and introduce yourself? There’s no need to be shy.”

Naveil grumbles again. He's not shy, it's tactical camouflage. And it'd work, too, if these hawkeyes weren't breathing down his neck.
Still, it's not like he has much of a choice now. He draws himself up from the chair and reluctantly steps into the light.
There are noticeable similarities between Naveil and Doeider, although he's shorter, slimmer, and generally looks like he just jumped out of a window. His hair is tied into a scruffy ponytail, and whatever patch-worked cloak he's wearing is missing a sleeve. It's hard to tell in this light, but some of his skin seems… leathery.
"Naveil. From the Ever-"
He's cut off by a pair of arms wrapping around him. Startled, he growls and wrestles his attacker away. And then he rolls his eyes at her.
"Keep your hands off of me, or I'll break them."

Doeider is visibly saddened by Naveil, though she doesn't press any further.
"_{You'd think your own son wouldn't mind…}" She mutters a little louder than necessary. A little too loud, really.
She takes a deep breath and starts again. "Is… is that all of us? And we all haven't the slightest idea why we're here?"

Callisto laughs a little at Naveil and Doeider. She shrugs, and she doesn’t seem fazed in the slightest about her current situation. “Nope. I mean, nobody truly knows the reason they were taken from their homes, until their captor comes up and explains things.” She puts a lot of emphasis on the last part of her statement, glancing around slightly. She sounds annoyed, which was the first true emotion she’s shown since they all got here.

Mirage stands there for a few moments longer. I’ll just let Callisto do the talking. She looks around again, then silently slips back into the shadows.

(Brain lag sorry for shitty response)

Tseth glances around as well, when something catches his eye. A little blinking light in the corner or the room. Interesting. He walks up to it to get a better look. A camera. He stares into its black lens for a few seconds before jumping up with the help of his wings and ripping the camera from the wall, sending a flurry of sparks from where it was previously mounted.

He strides back over to the table and throws the camera onto it. “Someone was watching us. If they care enough about it, they will not be happy to have this destroyed. We might be getting some answers soon.” He tilts his head. His expression and tone of voice were void of emotion. Completely unfazed.

Doeider staggers back into the shadows at the sparks, panic crossing her face for a moment before she's obscured. She stands in the darkness for a few beats before speaking again.
"And… uhm… What exactly is that thing?"
Her curiosity is piqued by the sparking dark-grey box on the table, but Tsethlekai is doing a really bad job at calming down. He's too unpredictable for her liking. Best to lay low for now, Doeider supposes.
—

Naveil flinches again as thing lands on the table. Without asking, he reaches for it and turns it over in his hands a few times.
"So, someone was using this to watch us..? How do you know?"
It's not meant to be an accusation, and Naveil grimaces, realizing that's exactly what it sounded like.
"I mean- you have these things in your… Wastelands?"
He slides the box back onto the table, shooting a glance over at Callisto and… where's the other one?

Callisto immediately goes into a defensive position as Tseth rips the camera from the wall. She glares daggers at him, then at the camera on the table, before composing herself and clearing her throat. “…Interesting. There was probably a better way to get that, though. _{Like maybe something that wouldn’t give us all a heart attack.}”

Callisto sighs, then looks at Naveil, studying him for a moment. “If you’re wondering where Mirage went, she’s just hiding in a corner somewhere. She’s not necessarily one for talking.”

(it’s DUCT-)

Tseth raises an eyebrow at both Callisto and Naveil. He addresses Naveil first. “Do you just live under a rock, Naveil? It’s a fucking camera. People use it to see into other rooms.” Did Tseth even have a concept of patience? It didn’t seem like he did.

He glances at Callisto, considering whether or not to respond. He doesn’t, though, and instead glances over to where Mirage was hiding. He could only assume she and everyone else thought moving away from the light meant they would be hidden, because really, they weren’t.