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[doxing]

This will not be a gentle network post and I will not expect gentility in return. I've uncovered something I thought you will like to know and have decided to share with you ... Are you paying attention, friends?

I was the direct catalyst in the decimation of Oros, a part of Beta Team on the relic retrieval mission given to us by flight deck crew member Lt. James. Single-handedly, I deactivated the planet's defence grid, resulting in the thermonuclear holocaust that wiped out countless species, as well as endangered the future of the Trilk and Fek refugees onboard this battleship ... Let me make myself clear: What this means to you, or the liaisons put in charge of these aliens, means nothing to me. If you want to whine about semantics, try contacting the ones who sent us down to Oros blind ... Ask them why they decided to give me a present for that job well done ...

There is something happening on the ISC Eluvio and if haven't recognized this after the gory warnings we've been given, you're all fools and I was right not to trust you with this information until now

Listen very carefully -.

I was left a puzzle box upon my return to HQ, it was sitting in my room. Heavily encrypted, meant for the hacker who took down the relic's arrays on Oros. Took all of my skill to uncover coordinates that led me to a data chip hidden inside of a fork dispenser that some of you assisted me in retrieving ... Which led me to another hidden inside of a fighter craft in the hangar bay. These data chips, also encrypted by technology and code I have never seen before, each contained a video featuring a man named Chris ...

The first video outlined the location of the second chip. He was distressed and it was urgent .

The second video was him again, injured, scared, pissed. The recording told me that he made a mistake, that "we thought we were helping them". Two coworkers he confirmed as dead on this video, saying that they're all being hunted and this no doubt applies to us as a whole ... It cut to another time, he said "it wasn't a distress call, it was a trap, they needed us to come, they're a part of it" and something about an "it" killing us all .

A huge, black mass silenced him, then, but I caught nothing of what it really looked like up close -

I am trying to describe this as best I can to you people who did not see it, but directly after the video went dark ... A text appeared like in some cheesy horror movie like the Ring. If I submitted this info to a couple of local movie producers on Bajikan, they'd laugh me out of the district. You feel me?

- "It's too late, I'm already here" is what the message to me said

You understand where this is going without me needing to hold your hands ... You probably didn't enjoy reading all of this and I didn't enjoy typing it because to be a harbinger is a pain in my ass, but this is my gift to you friends. For all of the people who were doubtful of the sanctity of this ship like me, this is our proof - you can take my word as truth or consider this post a liar's attempt to pin blame on others for the mistakes she's knowingly made. This does not concern me ... You have no words that can beat me down better than my own, I recommend you do not try or make an enemy of a teammate .

If you encrypt replies or respond anonymously to this message, I will find out who you are and I will know what you are discussing ... Keep this in mind, as we eventually move away from the "safety" of Bajikan. Sleep tight Eluvio

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[bindsthedead]

Thank you for telling us this.

I won't pretend I understand most of the technology here, or what you did beyond what the consequences were. All I'll say is that if this place is anything like where I come from, mass death, even by mundane means, has supernatural consequences.

What I understand is this- something hostile, powerful, with unknown abilities, and presumably intelligent is on the Eluvio, and we must deal with it. Is that correct?

[doxing]

Bingo, I like the way you think ... You know a lot about this kind of thing? From your network post, you ... Okay, so I'm skeptical but I've seen worse recently -

You're into "magic" and dead stuff, right? You think this is a supernatural thing, or a science thing?

[bindsthedead]

It's my purpose, and what I'm trained for. I know more than almost anyone from my world.

Right now, I don't know. Supernatural entities in my world break technology by their very presence, but that doesn't seem to be the case here. But whatever it is, you have my assistance in dealing with it, although if it isn't supernatural, I'm not entirely sure how much I can do to help. In either case, we need to kill it and make sure it stays properly dead, or failing that, seal it away so it can't escape or cause any more harm.

[doxing]

Understood .

You can perform the kind of sealing you're talking about? If you can, then that's what you can do to help, when things get ugly

[bindsthedead]

I can, yes. I can help investigate things as well.

Do you know where those people died? The ones whose body parts showed up.

[doxing]

The arm Zelos found on the residence floor

Entrails found by Kara and Ichimatsu in the Atrium, sprinkled over a tree like modern decor

Lastly, body parts in the food court found by Vaas and Jason

[bindsthedead]

Do you think they died there, or were the body parts just placed there?

And were any heads ever found?

[doxing]

No heads that I'm aware of, no ... I'm not sure about any of that

Do you want a chaperone? I kind of want to see this magic happen firsthand

[bindsthedead]

I wouldn't say no.

Can we discuss this in person? Privately?

[doxing]

I can meet you at one of the spots right now. With the power out and most people on Bajikan, it should be fine for a convo

Atrium?

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[bindsthedead]

Perfect. I'll meet you there in half an hour. I'll be wearing the clothes they give us on arrival with a notebook.

[Sabriel arrives ten minutes early, wearing what she said she would and carrying a notebook and pencil. She's tall, unnaturally pale, and can't be much older than eighteen.

She keeps her eyes on her surroundings- she's cautious, but not fearful.]

[doxing]

I'll be looking for the dorkiest person there, gotcha

(sure enough, sombra's ten minutes late.

the willowy sabriel seems a stark contrast to their vibrant, lush surroundings, and the ambient light of the bioluminescent plant-life really brings out that pale. sombra, on the other hand, is very much the opposite.)

"Abhorsen", right?

[bindsthedead]

Yes. What should I call you? [Sabriel's tone is businesslike, in a way that makes her sound older than she is.]

I have... methods available that others don't. I might be able to find out who killed those people, but the absence of heads is worrying.

[doxing]

I'm Sombra. That does the trick just fine.

(a tilt to her head, though, as sabriel gets right down to business — she likes that.)

What are you, some kind of medium? Can't you do it without the heads?