[The post starts off with a long silence.]
I've heard some... some talkin'. Talkin' from people I thought were my friends. Talkin' sayin' I'm someone I'm not.
Maybe I should introduce myself and settle this once and for all?
[The post switches to video - a handsome, clean-shaven face smiles towards the camera winningly.]My name's Atlas, an' I'm
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And here I thought you'd found a way out and left without telling me.
[ Tsk, tsk, tsk. ]
Rapture. Never heard of that one before.
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Don't worry. If I find a way outta here, I'll tell everyone I can - includin' you.
Well, no surprise there. It was "exclusive".
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Workin' people. Scientists. Artists. All kinds, from all over.
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[ She is repeating it, in a tone similar to his, wondering if the name should tell her something when it clearly doesn't. She lights a cigarette, briefly contemplating whether the subject could be of interest to her.
When she takes the first drag she's already decided that it's not. ]
So your friend's giving you trouble? Was that the kid who said you were...
[ She trails off for a moment, scratching her temple with her thumb while trying to recall the exact words he used. ]
...extremely dangerous?
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I dunno- I don't even know what happened. [He runs a hand through his hair, shaking his head, eyes not meeting the camera.] Just lost my family, an'... an' now I'm here.
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[ And either that's true or the kid is the one lying. Sensitivity is not a word that sees much use in her vocabulary either way. He does look very troubled though and Elle is just about ready to accept... grudgingly accept that not everyone here is a criminal of sorts. ]
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[ Sympathetic disbelief with undertones that are distinctly not sincere concern, but whether they are of the 'I really don't believe you' or 'I really don't care' variety is hard to say. ]
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