Event: Consolidation Theory, Part Four and Five

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Characters: red-marked characters and their new friends
Location: ???
Date: Morning 354, Morning and Day 355
Summary: A quiet morning and a confusing morning, or maybe they're both, or maybe they're neither.
Warnings: gore, psychological horror, warn for specifics in the subject lines

Part Four OOC Post
Part Five OOC Post

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[cahooted]

Maybe that's something to look into once... once we're out of here.

[Not that he knows where to start looking but when have they ever?]

[warriorscribe]

Somehow... We'll ask Eve, she hasn't announced any adjustments for a long time.

[The calm won't last, but Flynn's managed to somehow talk him out of his initial fury.]

[cahooted]

That's true. Maybe it's connected.

[There's an awkward pause.]

I guess I should try to find a way out of here then. So we can do that.

[warriorscribe]

I can't leave this cell. Perhaps you can find a way to...to disable whatever he's done.

[It's the worst parts of the tower combined. The helplessness of being trapped in a cell and unable to resist what is done, and being forced to harm someone who can't fight back, with an all-too-generous dose of mystery so he can't know what he did or to whom. He may never know how to make amends.]

[cahooted]

Alright. I'll... I'll see what I can find out.

[There's too much displaced emotion and horror still and Flynn doesn't quite know what to do with it. Focusing on a task helps but this has just become incredibly awkward, stuck between the terror and the desire to be rational and help.]

Hang in there, okay?

[warriorscribe]

You too...

[And with the conversation ending, Enoch's emotions seem to not know what to do with themselves, a thin layer of numb over entirely too much. He withdraws from his cell's door, eyeing it with a conflicted expression.]