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[ about as brief as it comes, her face level the whole time ]

I've been given to understand this is a different universe from what I've known. I request independent verification.

If anyone knows the names Chaiva Egloff or Andrew Hussain I would ask for immediate contact.

Thank you.

action.

for maurtia falls #004 residents.

[ she might hate everything about this, but she's been given a place to stay so she's here, a bag strung over her shoulder and her face and body set to rigid. over the next few days she's mostly to be seen either cooking in the kitchen (things she leaves in the fridge afterwards) or vanishing into her room.

you have a great roommate, guys. ]

for others.

[ she can be found around the city, hair pulled up tight and communications always in her hand as she searches. what she's looking for exactly, well - that can't be found. doesn't meant she isn't trying.

her look is always a little sharper than she means it to be. ]

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[ ...... w h a t ]

[ It's fortunate she's not in public; she has some very choice words for whoever's responsible for this and can express every single one to the air around her. Quietly; the safehouse has thin walls. ]

[ Then she scans the transmission again while befriending a dead eye. This woman is straight-backed, brisk, a professional. Could be lying, Nikita's echoed these own traits in her covers. ]

[ She might need something stronger than coffee. ]

[ About nightfall she dresses in a dark-coloured pair of pants and a jacket that'll conceal a Glock 22 nicely, pulls a cap low over her head and ventures out to tail this mysterious Roslyn Small. She's found out enough to know there's weird time crap going on too - Nikita doesn't even want to start considering that option lest she go slightly mad watching all the angles... but if Roslyn's Division (and what are the chances she isn't?) — that bridge can be crossed and burnt when it comes. Recon first. ]

[ Kitty's voice and manner are friendly enough. She offers a smile to Roslyn, and a nod of greeting, before answering: ]

As far as we all know, it is, yeah. Also - I haven't heard those names, though I've only been here a few months.

Well, I'm afraid there's nobody that I've met under those names. Normally, asking for people by name will draw them out of the woodwork, if they're here.

[ what she'll find is the residence Roslyn is at, though Ros is being rather careful about it. The windows she's been given are covered now that it's nighttime, but if she waits a little while she'll find ros walking into the main room, it's windows a little less concealed, carrying a mug of something as she heads to the kitchen. still serious, still solemn, and her unease with the situation is clear in the way she's carrying herself to a professional. ]

Thank you, it's appreciated. How many months, exactly?

I thought that would be so, but it seems I am out of luck for the moment. I appreciate the response.

How long have you been here?

[ She scopes out the area first looking for counter-surveillance. It doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary where the residences are concerned: the conveniences are all nearby. Covered windows: defence against snipers or experience in a sieged city. Or Ros just plain doesn't like much natural light in the room. Nikita thinks briefly of vampires, then dismisses the idea. It's too ridiculous. ]

[ She finds a roof opposite with a sightline down to Roslyn's living room and sits across, scanning what she can of the living space. An agent's apartment wouldn't reflect much of them; only a few personal items at most and that too kept well-hidden. The room'd probably be rearranged from its default, for maximum cover if anything came through the door or the window. ]

[ As far as she can tell, that's not been done. She could wait hours, weeks for a break in the cover, or she could do something now and fix this insanity. ]

[ She flips open her comm to text Roslyn. The ID reads: Danielle Vo. ]

Sorry, haven't heard of them. I'll keep an eye out. Who should I say is looking?

As someone with interdimensional experience, I can confirm this is an entirely different universe to the ones I've known before my arrival. I can't necessarily speak for you, but I will say the odds are certainly in favor of it.

I'm sure you'll figure it out quickly enough.

[Needing a steady schedule of eating and sleeping is still a relatively new thing to Toothiana so it's no surprise that she's forgotten to eat again.

The smell of food lures the fairy flying from her room and into the kitchen. She's quite a sight - what with her entire body being covered in feathers and the whole flying thing.]

Oh.

[It's an unfamiliar face. She puts on her best smile]

Hello. You must be new.

Oh -

[ She puffs up her cheeks to blow out a sigh as she counts. ]

Three? I got here early November.

[ the response to her comm alert is immediate, something hawk like in the way ros opens it and looks at it, the mug she'd had at hand set onto a counter and forgotten for a second until she finishes reading it and her shoulders slump just a little.

she keeps hoping she'll find something more but there's nothing yet. the response is almost immediate. ]

Roslyn Small. Thank you, I appreciate the help.

How do you like it so far?

You have interdimensional experience?

[ instant interest acquired ]

It seems so far to not be at all similar to mine, certainly. May I ask what your previous experiences were?

[ How do I like it? Kitty smiles, caught between embarrassment and amusement at the question. Her answer is similarly self-conscious and tickled at the same time. A question like that...It sounds as though she's on vacation, almost. ]

It's...nice. The people here are awfully sweet. And we've really got an amazing amount of freedom here, too. Which is really, really nice.

[ ... feathers. flying? ros has mostly only seen this in her assignments, and very occasionally even at that. if her face when she turns from the stove is a little startled that's the reason. ]

I am.

[ the initial response a little automatic, but after a moment she manages to shift to a reserved calm, her more normal face. ]

Did you want some?

[ there's a slight pause, the tilt of roslyn's head just a fraction to the side as she considers that phrasing. ]

What sort of freedom do you have?

[ A little half-shrug, and an apologetic smile. Kitty has been here long enough to know full well that there are more people in circumstances like these than in circumstances like what she has back home. So she offers the full context - matter-of-factly, with no hesitations or sorrow that might make her seem pitiable. ]

My home's not like here. In my home, we've got a government that watches us really closely. If you're a commoner - a person like me - then you're barred from most jobs, and kept out of libraries, and you can be stopped and searched by the police at any time. You're always watched by surveillance, too. If you engage in any anti-government activities, which includes just speaking your mind, you can be arrested and taken to the Tower of London, and there aren't many who come back out of the Tower after they go in.

This place isn't like that at all. You can speak freely here. They're suspicious of Russians, yeah, and of Communist sympathizers, but you can't be arrested just for what you say, and they don't really watch you, and you can go wherever you'd like. It's all...a lot different here from what I've got at home. So that's why it's nice.

[Toothiana just smiles a broad, friendly smile. Her wings rapidly beating behind her as she flutters to the side so she can get a better view of what Ros is cooking]

Yes! [okay that came out a bit too excitedly. Her feathers ruffle as she tones it down] I mean, I'd like that. [she clasps her hands together] It smells lovely.

Yeah... Yeah, it's different alright. I don't know how much proof works for you, though. [frowning.] I don't know the names. Sorry.

Here specifically, or away from home? Some of us came here from another place we were trapped.

Different universe? I mean, I know things are different here, but... how different do you think?

And I don't know those names, sorry. I don't suppose you know Alex Beccera or Nathan Pierce? Or, uh. Barack Obama? Not personally, but at least have heard of him.

[ She misses them. Nikita sympathises, in the distant, compartmentalised part of her heart that's not running threat analysis. ]

No problem, [ Hm. Ms. Small? ] Roslyn. I'm Danielle. I'd say nice to meet you but the circumstances are less than ideal.

[ she hasn't gotten to apologize to Drew yet for the entire mess, for the way she'd treated her oldest remaining friend. and now she'd just vanished on him, again, and he had no reason to believe it wasn't just her pulling the same thing she had last time. ]

May I ask how long you've been here?

[ the mug is forgotten beside her as Roslyn gets a few other responses, settles onto one of the bar stool to reply to them as well. that she's not having luck can only be told by the slight pull downwards of her mouth. she can hardly be called expressive, but there are small signs. ]

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