Troisième

[never_any_doubt]

[Spy died in Westport shortly after Denmark, but he's taking it much better -- years and years of being axed through the face by men in masks and full-body suits has somewhat desensitized him. However, he's not all that eager to go back or immediately get involved in the panic again; he's not yet been informed about the declaration of martial law,

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[electrowhipit]

What?

[never_any_doubt]

Eet is a very simple, logical proposal. Shall I repeat myself, using small words and speaking very slowly?

[electrowhipit]

We can't just let them die. There's got to be another way to get them out of there.

[never_any_doubt]

Just like everyone else, you are missing zhe point for being distracted by your own crippling morality.

[bogusmagicker]

Requesting permission for a personal conversation.

[never_any_doubt]

Permission granted.

[bogusmagicker]

[Closer contact is necessary to view the data that comprises the man -- When he lets her in, she will merely stare at him for a few moments, running a full analysis on every bit of information she can absorb from his data.]

. . . . . . . . . . .

Ah.

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[never_any_doubt]

[Spy merely raises a questioning eyebrow at her, showing to her a chair in the living room for easier discussion.]

'Ah' what, madmoiselle? Were you expecting somezhing else?

{ooc: I'm unfamiliar with her canon; how much can she tell from a person's 'data'?}

[kimitoaruiteku]

How... did they kill you? [How are the others going to die?]

[never_any_doubt]

Well, let us see. Zhey first attempted to choke me with poisonous gasses, and when zhat didn't immediately kill me, zhey used zheir axes instead. Nothing grand, nothing with flair. Zhey may have moved on to ozher methods by zhis point, however.

[kimitoaruiteku]

Oh... Is that... what would happen to... everyone else if they died...?

[never_any_doubt]

Eet is very likely, oui.

[Wow, Spy, you are so good with tact.]

[never_any_doubt]

[Oh believe me, it was good. It was actually rather hilarious, though Spy won't admit that should anyone ask.]

Oui. I was killed. You should not be surprised.

[never_any_doubt]

Approximately seven men in hazmat suits, wielding a mixture of axes and hoses zhat sprayed highly toxic chemicals.

[They sprayed him. He inhaled way too much poison gas, fell backwards into a pool that had had a dead body festering in it for a few months, got out, jumped a fifteen foot fence, probably broke something, and then got axed in the face a few times. Bog-standard, nothing flashy.]

[ahoge_goddess]

What is there? What killed you?