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Ic: "It's very good... My compliments to the chef."

Ic: "Hm."

Ic: Kristen looked over in the direction of Gabriel's voice. ... Did he say 'sex change'...? - In New York, Trinity fell prey to being tickled, and started to burst out laughing.

Ic: "Are you okay!?" Trinity asked as Aella fell, concerned for her safety. - "Aaand so, it's true you let anyone join up with you guys today," Kristen said, sitting back in her seat, working out a plan of what she would do. She still couldn't fight well with her arm, she had done little training... So she had decided to scrounge some decent somewhat form-fitting black clothes from her closet, pulled her hair back, and intended on tryig to just evacuate as many people as possible. Since that could work.

Ic: "John. Sis. Dal. Other Dallas. Random kid. How're you all doing?" Kristen said, tryin to sound somewhat positive.

Ic: "You think you ever will?"

Ic: "Well, you've never seen anything weird happening around the city?"

Ic: "What if I wear the stewardess uniform?" Kristen whispered to Dallas from the seat behind him. - Elsewhere in New York, Trinity turned a 180, and tried to smack Aella in the face with her pillow.

Ic: There was a TV in the restaurant, and it just happened to be on a news channel talking about these "mysterious murders". "Mr. Karim," Jack said suddenly, eyes passively watching the TV, "Mr. Karim, what do you think about these Persona things."

Ic: Trinity did the sensible thing and tried to find somewhere to hide.

Ic: Trinity got clobbered in the face by a soft pillow.

Or join the Herupa and hear everything.

You rang?

Ic: Considering how she didn't really want to get hit in the face, even though it didn't really hurt, Trinity ducked down. After the pillow soared over her, she popped back up and threw another pillow at Aella.

Ic: "Fun..." So many new words in such little time. Trinity was quite thankful she learned quickly. "So... Like this?" She asked, standing up and picking up a pillow, before throwing it at Aella, exactly the same way that she had thrown the pillows at Trinity.

IC: "What do you mean, 'fought back'?"

Ic: "Yes?" Trinity asked, blinking her eyes. Ic: Arcadia was suddenly shooken, softly and gently and had the blindfold removed from over her eyes. She was in a dark room, and the handcuffs had been removed from her wrists. She was sitting at a table, two guards in atypical black uniform standing aside her. Across from the table sat an older, bearded man. The room was dark, like an interrogation room. Or whatever they called it. The older man sat back in his chair, smoothing out the lab coat that he wore. "Miss Greyson. I apologize for your treatment since your arrival... We kept you waiting for as little time as possible, "He said, folding his hands as his dark eyes glinted in the low light, his eyes contrasting his whiter beard, "I hope the extraction team was not too rough... Your retrieval was a bit... Difficult." Arcadia thought back. She was being transferred by armored convoy to a new prison... The Cube. The convoy had been attacked en route, and she had been taken by the convoy's attackers... Who appeared to be under the employment for this man here. "You remind me of your father... Did you know that he was among my best technicians?" Arcadia quickly refocused on the here and now, eyes locking on the bearded man again. "Pardon?" She asked, "My father worked for you?" "Yes, he was an integral part of what we are doing here... As well as a close friend to several members of our staff. We were saddened by his unjustified murder." "You've yet to even tell me your name." "You may call me G. Doctor G." "... So my dad worked for you. So why didn't you send any help for me then?" Arcadia asked, folding her arms. "You must understand... Me and my staff are the... Black sheep of the global community. Our help wouldn't be in your best interests, until recently when we learned that you have a most invaluable skill." "Which is?" "Your father's skills." "Programming? Communications? Computers? Bochi?" The old man smirked, "For the most part... Yes. You see, I've now freed you from SHIELD. So long as you remain with my staff, SHIELD will never find you, or return you to prison. I have a specific task that meets your skillset, and I wanted you specifically, to finish your father's work." "Why?" "The sins of the father, so to speak, are the sins of the daughter. I'm a believer of symbolism, Miss Greyson, and your life's journey has been a large, if yet incomplete allegory. I want you to finish your father's work, and then you may go." "Go where, specifically?" "Wherever you want, Miss Greyson," the old man said, leaning back and closing his eyes. It seemed like a good deal to her. Freedom, a good job, finally figuring out what her father was working on... No drawbacks too. Although, none that she could yet see... "Deal. When do I start?" "Tomorrow. The day is late, and the lab is starting to close for the evening... Guards, take Miss Greyson to her new quarters, and see that she receives proper care... Clothes, meals, baths, some various entertainment," The bearded man said, standing up and starting to walk to Arcaida's side of the table, extending a hand for her to shake, "Welcome then, Miss Greyson. I assure you, your time here will make a world of difference." - After Arcadia was led to her new room, the doctor headed back to the control room, sitting down in his usual spot. He tapped a key on the console, wetting his lips before speaking. "Computer, log current time. Log that Arcadia Greyson has joined Project Trinity. Heil Hydra."

Ic: Trinity quickly found that she couldn't move with the pillows and Arlla atop her, so she layed there silently.

Ic: Trinity squealed. Partially in terror, partially in surprise as she was pelted with pillows.

Ic: Jiyu had the desire to return home. So he did. Of course, there was various paperwork and other sort of busybody things that he needed to attended to, and he gladly attended to the tasks that required his attention. He had wanted this job after all. So when news finally reached him of shifting alliances and independence, he simply shrugged and continued on with his work.

I'm no fan of castes and clans, and neither is Jiyu, and yet he stayed on Kentoku. How about being open to new things for once Ben, yes?

Ic: After the pillows connected with a stunned Trinity's face, she quickly grabbed the pillows and held one up to protect her from any future attacks.

Ic: Trinity didn't see the pillow until it was too late. "Why... Why did you do that..?" She asked, momentarily stunned.

Ic: "Oh... Ohkay," Trinity said, blinking once before moving so she sat against one of the bookshelves, slowly drawing her legs close as she tried to solve the riddle of the "study".

Ic: "Wouldn't it be 'room of books' then?" Trinity asked, scrunching up her eyebrows in confusion.