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[ It's safe to say that Ariadne has never been this upset about anything in her entire life. She tends to smile, with large, gentle eyes. She does not tend to look murderous.

She does today.

Her trust has been broken, betrayed. Her people have been caught in the storm that Reynard started. Her mind has been violated, her companion dead.

When she speaks, her voice starts out calm. Cold. ]

So. When were we all going to start sharing what we know about the Cult of the Fox?

[ A breath and then she snarls. ]

Because it turns out they're wearing shard masks that let them look like anyone and they can get into your memories and mind control you to the point that you'll hang yourself.

[ It takes a tremendous amount of effort not to throw something. ]

That lying little fuck and those like him know how to use shards even when they're masks. If we don't stop sitting on our information then they're going to tear us apart from the inside. Do not trust anyone without- somehow verifying it's them, though I don't know how when they can do that much.

If you're staying at Diasbaile -- get to work or get out. I don't know how many people might still be under his spell but he's destroyed wards and rooms on the top two floors, read what was in my office if he didn't just steal it.

Everyone- be on your guard. And share your information, because otherwise we're all fighting this blind and then everyone is dead.

[ locked to steve rogers & sam wilson; ]
You need to get out of the Station. Just in case. Bucky's with me, he- we're not okay, he was with me when it happened, neither of us remember anything after a point. But we'll look after each other; he at least knows I'm me.

[ locked to grell, jason todd, loki, & waver velvet; ]
Gaff died in the Battle of Falling Fire. It was a cultist all along. Grell, can you watch Diasbaile? I can only assume that he'll know what I would do, but he didn't get in your head.

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I'm sure it does.

[She doubts she's the only one confused by all of this.]

Sweetheart, I'm sorry about your home. And your friends. I really am.

[She's never been to Diasbaile, but now doesn't seem like a great time to tour it.]

But watching a woman be hysterical over the lockets doesn't really tell me what we should do about all this. Except apparently not trust anyone. Which means we shouldn't even be having this conversation.

Yeah, seems like she might be upset after nearly killing herself against her will. [The words snap out like a whip. He's irritated that he has to keep pointing this out. Is she so damn caught up in herself that she can't consider the ramifications?]

She'll calm down, but you know who seems like she's calm already? You. Consider yourself in her shoes. Consider the fact that she's trying to help, and ... oh, I don't know, that maybe she's been in the dark for months about some of this. That's why she's requesting information. And right now, she's shaken and afraid that someone she cares about is going to turn out to be this guy returning, screwing with her head all over again.

[Jason is trying to ... trying to keep his voice calm and level. But he's already brimming with irritation. Chloe isn't helping with all the other factors.]

Alright, alright. I get your point.

[It's true, Chloe is not the most empathetic woman. It comes from a life of survival of the fittest. Hers is a world where you can't go around caring about everyone. You live a shorter life if you do. She's no hero. Or at least, she never wants to be.]

Ever heard of The Barrel? I've heard they've got some real nice books out there. You should go have a look at them.

[Where is Nate when she needs him? He does all the reading.]

Alright. Thanks for the information.

No problem. And lay off Ariadne for a while. [A long while. But he doesn't say it.]

Don't worry, I intend to.

But tell her I'm sorry, alright?

Can do. Can't promise she'll take it well, but time heals all things, right? That's the cliché anyway.

I don't think I believe that one, but sure.

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