un: Dankovsky | video

[thantagonist]

[Daniil posts live from a café near the museum. He has no patience for typing responses, and his own visage should explain why. His nose has recently been broken and reset. He looks exhausted and irritated, but he has a duty.]

I need a couple people to come down to the café near that absurd museum with the sewn up fruit exhibits. Bring a stretcher, we have a patient who could use some more urgent treatment.

[From somewhere offscreen, a voice that is distinctly not Daniil’s states:] This Etrayan shot me in an attempt to get information I did not possess. I would appreciate his removal from my presence.

Now- That’s not true at all. That is not the reason you were stopped. [Daniil now regrets making a video, but what’s done is done. ]

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[p2iioniic]

Grace...

[ He starts upset, guilty, regretful. About 0.2 seconds ready to apologize for upsetting her.

But instead, his mood flips. ]

Then maybe don't have any part of it! Do you know what they have that we don't? Time! That's it!

I've seen twice now what happens when you run out the clock, and it just becomes one big clusterfuck of pointing fingers for group problems until it dwindles down to unsalvageable odds! If I thought Daniil was really a threat to anyone here, I'd put him down myself!

[thepassword]

[There's a long pause of silence from Grace.]

Th-then I'm glad Dr. Dankovsky could sh-show you the way, S-S-Sollux. S-Sorry for leading y-you down the wrong path, then.

[She doesn't actually believe that, but she does not know what else to say. Grace doesn't think she should have to explain to anyone that torture is never the answer.]

[The line goes dead as Grace disconnects. She removes the earpiece, tossing it down on the bed in her borrowed personal pod at Fort Badass before opening the shutter and climbing out of it with her backpack.]

[p2iioniic]

[ Meanwhile, somewhere else is a fifteen year old throwing a psychic tantrum. ]