Amalthea / Barghest / Lethe.

[soulping]

[ And, with a start, you're somewhere else: A small, whitewashed room with another tinny woman's voice rattling off the walls. ]

Comments

Re: Discussion.

[bladefisting]

How do we know? We haven't asked her what happens if we say yes or no. I am sure as....patients of whatever this farce is, we are obligated to know.

Re: Discussion.

[plotluck]

Can we ask?

Re: Discussion.

[bladefisting]

I don't see why not.

Hello--? Up there? What happens if we say yes to this? And no? I am sure somewhere in here I had patient rights...

Re: Discussion.

[bladefisting]

[ and after no answer... ]

Well, it was worth a try.

Re: Discussion.

[plotluck]

That wasn't helpful. And she wants us to help?

Re: Discussion.

[bladefisting]

Of course she does. Because we are lab rats.

Re: Discussion.

[unguilded]

[ Wow no answer at all this time, WAY TO SHAKE THINGS UP ASSHOLE ECHO!!

Shooting a look upward where Capella called, letting out a small, frustrated sigh. ]

Of course...

Re: Discussion.

[bladefisting]

The worst thing she could do was say was nothing at all...I suppose not answering us makes it ominous either way.

Re: Discussion.

[culpa]

Because that's how it works.

Re: Discussion.

[bladefisting]

We don't know if we don't ask...