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[Static. Static that gives way to a blurry, shaky camera arc, clearing on a section of the wall outside of the Inner City. But like the Animus posts, there's no PCD on the other side of the recording. It just... is, transmitting itself with no apparatus.

The image eventually sharpens. A small fish- mostly green- swims in quick loops, darting around the screen. Considering all the water, it doesn't look out of place.

A single voice finally cuts in, though it fades in and out.]

Hello!

It's much brighter out here.

[Something has left the Inner City.]

Comments

[checkmychainyo.livejournal.com]

I see. Are you in charge of creating other events as well?

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[checkmychainyo.livejournal.com]

That would make sense.

If you don't mind my asking, how are these events decided?

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[checkmychainyo.livejournal.com]

What are the arguments about?

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[checkmychainyo.livejournal.com]

I didn't know it was such a difficult process...

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[checkmychainyo.livejournal.com]

...I have to agree, unfortunately. That's true with us, as well.

What kind of priorities do the other Animus have?

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[checkmychainyo.livejournal.com]

It sounds like a typical meeting of too many people who can't agree. Though the Animus are anything but typical.

It's understandable if that's why you left.

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[checkmychainyo.livejournal.com]

[Excuse him while he gapes for a second, trying to wrap his head around that tidbit.]

...You physically split apart?

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[checkmychainyo.livejournal.com]

Then...the Animus don't know about this? They won't find out?

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[checkmychainyo.livejournal.com]

[...What. Kurapica tries very hard to untangle that before responding.]

...You've sneaked out?