00? ( video. ) not sarissa, tho.

[magnitudes]

( There is a woman on screen who looks remarkably unconcerned.

She also looks familiar, possibly, given that the family resemblance between Sarissa and her grandmother is staggering. Notable differences – this woman is obviously wearing something a little more era appropriate for this place, but still not quite right, in faded green and brown cut to match World War II era demands, all practicality. A scar, or an injury in the process of becoming a scar, cuts down from her left cheekbone towards her jaw, and it creases into something like a dimple when she speaks.

Between the knuckles of her fore and index fingers rests a cigar, white smoke curling upwards and blooming outwards like a drop of ink twisting through water. Her accent, when she speaks, is markedly Greek. )

I have always heard America called the “Land of Opportunity.” Opportunity— ( A small gesture with her free hand, palm flat and facing down - so-so. )

Maybe. Feet draggers, I think, more likely. And poor filing, ah? That is definite.

( There is a little smile, though it’s not a very mirthful thing, as she picks up a file. ) I was giving the paperwork for a Sarissa Theron. They insist it’s mine, but— no. If anyone knows this woman, I think it better these papers get back to safe hands.

( Her smile widens, sharpens. )

My name is Eunike. For the record? This is— cock and balls. Bullshit. Dragging us from our own wars, to fight theirs? That is convenient, no? Cowardice, I think.


( Note: this is related to the Dial Straits plot. Sarissa ported out on the 1st March and this is set on the 3rd – for those two days Sarissa’s device would have been disconnected. Now is back in action, but in the wrong hands. )

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1/2 video;

[coppelganger]

[ Oh my god, it's another one, are you fucking kidding? ]

[coppelganger]

[ Sarah is, for the moment, too startled and (frankly) upset to process Eunike's name, or the fact that she's wearing clothes in a style from 70ish years ago. She does hear the accent, but that doesn't mean anything. Clones come from all over the world. Sarissa's papers, though? Sarissa's comm? Makes no sense. ]

Where are you right now? [ No hello, no introduction. ]

[magnitudes]

( Hold up. Eunike holds up her hand, leaning closer to the comms to examine the woman looking at her. Startling - strange, startling, not impossible. She used to have a sister that she looked a lot like.

English, though? )

Nowhere I will tell you, without introductions.

phone y u mess up my icon choice gosh

[akito]

Fuck, that's what we said when we got dragged here. Like hell they'd ever admit to it being on purpose - and even if it was an accident they still won't let us investigate the thing that bullshit portal, which is shady as fuck.

[ good job, old lady. agito's opinion of you isn't "dumbass" like 90% of the people he's met. ]

phones are so cruel and fickle

[magnitudes]

( unlike her granddaughter, who is 100% a dumbass

she would be so horrified if she knew, tbh )

Who is "we"?

( "shady as fuck," that's... confusing, but she thinks she can cobble the gist of it together from context. )

mine keeps freezing and resetting i think it's telling me it wants to retire...

[akito]

[ ngl agito definitely thinks she's a dumbass. but at least she's like. tolerable.

and he'll barely hold back the roll of his eye because, really? is that the most important thing here? but he'll respond by shifting the camera to show what looks to be his twin napping on a bed with an australian shepherd. ]

video

[am_i_a_monster]

Hi Eunike. You look like Sarissa Theron.

Abigail watches her for a few seconds, trying to figure out if this is a trick.

For some of us, it's better here than where we came from.

permavideo.

[magnitudes]

So I hear. You know her, then? The Theron girl?

( There is the strike of a match, and Eunike glances to the device as she lights a new cigar. )

'Better' doesn't make it right. Doesn't make it home.

Re: permavideo.

[am_i_a_monster]

I spoke to her once. I didn't really know her.

[Abigail frowns.]

Not all of us had a home before.

video

[incogneto]

Assigning you the information of someone you don't know? That's a new one.

And don't worry, your war will still be happening when they decide to release you from your contract.

permavideo.

[magnitudes]

Is it? Have you been here long, Mister— ?

( She exhales some smoke, and tilts her head slightly to the side. )

That is as depressing as it is reassuring. ( And her tone suggests she suspects that was the intention. )

Re: permavideo.

[incogneto]

Off and on, about a year and a half. Longer, but I don't remember before that.

You'll find some things here are inconsistent, but even then, they manage to surprise you with new inconsistencies.

voice;

[hardedged]

[ what the fuck is this shit? jessica doesn't respond right away, taking her time to absorb what's going on. when she finally does, she lets out an exhausted sigh. ]

"Bullshit" pretty much sums it up.

permavoice

[magnitudes]

( aha. Eunike's eyebrow quirk is almost audible. )

Have you been here a long time as well? Others, they say a year.

[hardedged]

Not that long, but close enough.

[ a beat. ]

The paperwork for Sarissa Theron. You still have it?

video;

[earnedmystripes]

...Welp, this is new.

[Seriously, in the three years he's been here, nothing like this has ever happened before?]

The whole situation's definitely pretty bullshit, but--if you need anything, we've all been there. So...feel free to ask us. [A beat, then he grins.] Even if it's just for a stiff drink.

permavideo.

[magnitudes]

( She squints a little at the stranger. )

Tell me, is everyone in this place so bad at making introductions of themselves?

gently covers timestamp

[earnedmystripes]

Uhh--[wow, not the reaction he expected, but it's her first day AND she got the wrong person's file, anyone would be crabby]

Right. I'm Kotetsu. Kotetsu Kaburagi.

[video]

[oddbod]

I know her.

[She's been watching the feed in silence, trying to find a balance between the grief in her heart and the excitement in her throat. Another clone? One from a different period? She hasn't followed the conversation with Sarah, assuming it's in much the vein as her own thoughts.]

She isn't here right now.

permavideo.

[magnitudes]

( Eunike exhales some smoke, forming an O that floats through the air before she slices across it with a wave her of cigar. )

How do you know her, then? ( She taps away the ash, and rolls her shoulder. ) Who are you?

[oddbod]

Clara. Her sister's my fiancée.

[There's no need to mention the lack of biological connection between them. Sisters are sisters.]

[trouvaille]

This seems poorly organised.

[magnitudes]

( Eunike snorts out a laugh. Or, more accurately, a """""laugh.""""" )

You are being kind-hearted in your choice of words. I have seen drunk men coordinate far better.

[doubleblind]

Oh Wow...

[Wait Cosima, that is the opposite of helpful. She shakes her head as if to physically dislodge her surprise and offers the clone (????) a smile and wave.]

Hey. You have Sarissa's file? She's our sister. And, this might blow your mind, but I'm betting you are too.

[magnitudes]

( Surprise! When Cosima gets a reply, Eunike is sitting outside, still, but outside somewhere else. Her reply might take a little while - she was busy. )

You are the Cosima girl. The American.

( Her tone is Withering. ) I am not very impressed with the Americans I have met so far, you know? ( She takes a drag of her cigarette. )