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[openhands]

Who: Cassandra Pentaghast & YOU!!
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: SS Marsiva
When: week of April 12-18

[When Cassandra wakes, she goes from sound asleep to alert in just a matter of a couple of seconds. She's out of bed immediately with a reflexive reach for weapons that aren't there. Naturally, this merits a frustrated growl, but no matter. She doesn't need a sword or shield to do some damage if she must to get out of...wherever this place is.]

[She scans the room with a little more scrutiny with a scowl before she notices the communicator and picks it up. Enjoy your new view of the ceiling, network, while she looks the device over in her hands because she doesn't understand why she has some vague sense of familiarity with it without ever having seen it before in her life. It's at least something to take her mind off the fact she has absolutely no idea how she got here in the first place.]

What is this?

[Answer her before books start getting stabbed, you guys.]

Comments

[theboogieman]

yes. nearly impossible to hunt, for most.

none here, though. just strange magic and unanswered questions.

[openhands]

But if one were here?

[theboogieman]

i'd find them. evaluate the threat.

either warn others or take care of it myself. there are a number of people here far more powerful than me who could neutralize them. vampires' strength is first in anonymity, then in numbers. they would not find either easily, here.

[NOT THAT HE'S PUT a significant amount of thought into this. often.]

[openhands]

[Clearly not any at all.]

And how would you evaluate the threat exactly?

[theboogieman]

depends. a lot of factors.

[openhands]

[He's doing that evasive thing again. Which just means Cassandra is a dog with a bone.]

Such as?