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[notaquaman]

[The face that pops onto the terminal screen is far, far too close for comfort. It's squeezed tightly into something trying for scorn, but there's an unmistakable edge of panic beneath those thick brows.]

This is hilarious, Barry! Really, you've outdone yourself!

[He backs up now, enough to actually be visible in all his lanky glory on the video feed.]

I'll be the better man here, I'll admit when I have been punk'd--hey! Look at you! You've completely lived up to your reputation as The Invisible Cunt and we're all very proud.

[He points with accusation at the terminal, as if he's giving it five seconds to confess to a crime it's committed before he becomes very, very disappointed and maybe throws a tantrum.]

But hasn't this...uncomfortably well thought out set-up gone on long enough? I thought we were friends!

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[doctor_dismemberment]

[Oh, now here's a familiar face. Uncomfortably familiar. It's all Richtofen can do to keep himself from touching his own cheeks to make sure he's still himself.

How stupid. He never thought he'd see Nathan again. How long has it been? Over a year? Yes, a year and a half since he was forced into that Irish brat's smelly little body. Since he was accosted with his memories, agh, since he got Richtofen's in turn--

The disgust on Richtofen's face is palpable when he switches the feed on. He speaks as if he's addressing a particularly gross animal.]

You're back? Und here I was hoping you were dead. Why don't you crawl back into whatever hole you dug yourself up out of, child?

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[warriorscribe]

*Oh. He remembers this face. It's the madman who raved nonsense about bizarre "cults" in the tower at the terminals. He supposes he should leave the greeting to Richtofen, given how unpleasant he'd been, but...*

There was another version of yourself here before. He was a raving madman, wrapped up in frightening delusions. *His features soften in sympathy.* I should hope you're different...it was rather saddening to see.

It's a long story, one I've had to tell often, so please, forgive my bluntness. *With an apologetic smile, his voice takes on the very tone of someone who's said this sort of thing all too often, over and over.* This isn't a 'setup'. This is a tower called Animus, and, unfortunately, that note is true. I...don't know if he's still saying we should all be happy here, however. That's what he wished of us before...before he understood...before we understood, in fact.