[ There's always a possibility, isn't there. Waking up in the middle of nowhere, with no idea how she got here... it certainly seems familiar, sickeningly so. No matter how innocent this all feels, she can't really trust it, not wholeheartedly but... somehow, this doesn't feel like IG7. They have a particular way of doing things and a particular fondness for narrative ironies that's somehow absent here.
It's not out of the question, of course, and the idea makes her a little queasy. But her voice is firm when she says; ]
I don't think it is, no. It doesn't really smell like them, does it? Even with the PIPs. Usually I'd say something about 'the devil you know' but I can't even pretend the simulation would be an improvement.
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[ There's always a possibility, isn't there. Waking up in the middle of nowhere, with no idea how she got here... it certainly seems familiar, sickeningly so. No matter how innocent this all feels, she can't really trust it, not wholeheartedly but... somehow, this doesn't feel like IG7. They have a particular way of doing things and a particular fondness for narrative ironies that's somehow absent here.
It's not out of the question, of course, and the idea makes her a little queasy. But her voice is firm when she says; ]
I don't think it is, no. It doesn't really smell like them, does it? Even with the PIPs. Usually I'd say something about 'the devil you know' but I can't even pretend the simulation would be an improvement.
[ She gives him a stiff smile. ]
Have you been out here long?