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It has been quite the few days, hasn't it been, Vatheon? That conversation appearing on the network --just who had posted that, anyway?-- the experiment and then the collapse of the bubble and the evacuation. It certainly kept everybody's hands quite busy and full. But now that things are looking at little more calm, with far fewer trips needed to ferry things from down in the bubble up to the island, Station Master makes his move, abandoning his post to seek out people. Who? Well, just about anyone. He seems to avoid groups, instead seeking out people while they are alone, whether wrapped up in some activity, or moving from on place to the other. His purpose? Unclear for now, but if you are a foreigner and you are on the island, you may very well find yourself with a sudden Station Master at your side.

How will you respond?

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He shakes his head a little. He hasn't come here to lecture her. "While in hindsight, it was perhaps not the best idea, I do not think any of us could've expected it to turn out that way. And I did ask you to act now."

So he was the one who left that little message at the end of the video? She'd expected Carol, so this is certainly a surprise.

"I see. So that was you, then. I had wondered who wanted us to see that," she said as she moved about the small house, putting a kettle over the fire. Station Master is always hospitable when someone visits, she should return the favor.

Tea can truly fix all of one's problems. While Zelda goes to put on the kettle, Station Master casts a short glance around. When he notices Zelda's SFC on the table, he sets his hat over it with a soft sound.

"Indeed. In a way we were lucky. With how much has been happening since then, it will be harder for them to trace that broadcast back to me."

Her eyes flit toward him as he appears to be reaching for her SFC. A coy smile appears on her face once she sees that he's covering it. So that's why he didn't just call.

"So that is why you did not call. What is on your mind? This building is relatively soundproof, so please speak freely. I have sensitive hearing and it's difficult to sleep otherwise."

Come now, Zelda. You have have been just a tad paranoid about almost everything since arriving here in Vatheon. Surely you have entertained the thought that perhaps the SFCs cannot be fully trusted either.

"I believe this is a conversation best held face to face." Or face to back, just anything but the devices. "I will speak freely with you. I believe I know of a way to fix the bubble."

She doesn't trust the SFCs, but she knows she's being observed at all times regardless. She's come to care less about being observed at this point. She has to get things done somehow! Kettle set she turns back to face him.

"And you don't believe that the scientists want it to be fixed. After that last conversation, I'm inclined to believe that as well. What would you have us do?"

"I believe that the success of their experiment does not necessarily hinge on your survival." Well, he did say he was going to speak freely. To the question though, he only gives a shake of the head. "I cannot yet tell you. I would much rather discuss this with every one who has an interest in helping all at once. Though there will be some danger in gathering all together, I believe I have found a way to counteract that."

Blunt, but not something she hadn't surmised. She's a little suspicious of the Station Master for offering the foreigners this help if the experiment will succeed regardless, but she's willing to give his solution a shot anyway.

Until he mentions gathering everyone that wants to do something together, at least. That slightly paranoid voice in her head is warning her that this sounds too good to be true, that he might just be gathering people who are likely to revolt all together and...

She takes a breath. She can't let herself think like that. The fact of it is that they're unlikely to get anywhere on their own, and she can't afford to be sent home.

"Where would you want to gather?"

Zelda, have you perhaps considered writing conspiracy novels? You have quite the mind for it.

"Are you familiar with the storage building closest to the elevator?"

Since he's been frank with her, she'll give him the same courtesy in return.

"I am aware of it, yes. I trust you would have no objections if the building was inspected thoroughly beforehand? Many of us are feeling a little... attacked now. If you were speaking only with me it would not be an issue, but I am not comfortable sending others in to the building without ensuring some measure of safety."

I can agree to that, though on one condition.

[He pauses, then chuckles slightly.]

Though I am well aware this will make me seem somewhat suspect. There will be devices set up in each corner of the room, these devices should not be disrupted.

"I see. We will not tamper with them overly much. They are to keep the conversation private, yes?"

There are ways to check what a piece of technology does without cracking it open. She's hoping they can give it a once over to make sure it's not a bomb or something that's going to teleport them all into some sort of jail.

"Indeed. I am willing to supply the schematics of the devices if that puts you more at easy."

"I would appreciate that. Would you please pass them to Darkleer and Guy? I will make sure that any investigative measures they take don't involve touching the devices. Please activate them slightly before our arrival. When would you like this meeting to take place, and are there any other instructions I should give people?"

"I will. And I believe friday evening would be best, around ten. I know there are some who would not be comfortable out during the day. In addition, the lack of light would certainly aid in avoiding detection."

Oh, which really reminds him, he should mention this to her. She is rather paranoid, after all. "For that matter, mister Kimblee has agree to aid me in causing a diversion around that time. That should keep them busy enough not to notice us."

"A diversion? I'll be sure to inform most people to disregard it, then." Others who don't necessarily need to attend the meeting should really check it out. After all, he could be making this all up.

"I understand. I'll try to tell as many people as possible without drawing attention."

"Thank you. I'm very glad to have your cooperation on this."

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