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[Lowers hand to the table, looking a little sweatier than before.] Then it's likely what we saw wasn't something on the ship, but the ship itself. [Maybe it's an entity that can move around the ship as it likes but honestly, Cas doesn't see a difference.]

A sentient machine? Or like some sort of armored monster?

[It's awfully freaky to imagine, considering how they all start out there. More freaky than usual, anyway.]

It would be a waste of time trying to classify it with just that little glimpse. [Squints. He really is very human-y. How strange.] Its true nature isn't what we need to know anyway; what we need to know is how much influence it has over the Fleet. Over us.

[Speak for yourself!!]

It's pretty obvious that it controls plenty. It decides who has access to it and when, it's where we're brought into the fleet, and it's apparently where we're taken whenever they want to mess with us in some way. And it's-

[He pauses, hesitant; he'd gotten into the discussion just enough to almost forget that he's speaking with, essentially, a stranger.

...A friend of Sam's, though. That does count for something. So finally he mumbles, heavy with reluctance,]

It's where the dead are taken to be revived.

I see. [Not shocked by that 'dead being revived' thing, partially because it happens all the fuckin' time back home and partially because he's already read a bunch of shit on it, but...interesting. So they show back up at the Marsiva.] And these augments in our bodies...they must be a part of whatever that creature is.

[There's a flicker of relief at not being prodded about it- it's there and gone in a matter of seconds, and then Mikleo glances away.]

Most likely. Carrying a part of it inside of our bodies is a pretty compelling reason as to why we can only escape if we're sent away.

So this creature, it controls or is the Marsiva. It controls and alters us through the augments. It is very likely responsible for reviving the dead, and is likely also responsible for bringing us here in the first place, as we also arrive on the Marsiva. Though- [he pauses for a moment, checking his feverish mind to make sure he's covering everything,] -though, as far as I'm aware, when on the Marsiva after just arriving, no one experiences that same feeling of dread.

No, not to my knowledge. I've been there a few times and it only felt like that the one time.

You're familiar with glitches in the augments, right?

I've yet to experience one, but I read about it. [Since he read as far back as the network would allow, and people generally go there first for info when weird shit happens.]

They're... not exactly fun, but I've found them mostly harmless so far. I can see how it might go very poorly if the wrong change were to happen. Just another way for them to mess with us...

[Yeah, well, okay they sound sucky but,] Do you mean the augments, these fragments of that creature, they might be altering our bodies as the creature does the Marsiva?

It's just a theory, I've nothing concrete. But the degree of influence they're known to have over our bodies and what it's able to do to itself leads me to believe that they're of a similar ilk.

[He drums his fingers idly against the table.]

Do you have the ability to change to an incorporeal form?

Something like that. [Clears throat and fiddles with the collar of his coat for a moment to indicate all this business here,] This is a flesh and blood vessel that I can vacate. However, the effects of the augment still remain with me even when I don't have a physical body.

It's a similar situation for me- the augment, that is. I can feel it regardless of my corporeal state.

[and it's jarring as hell every single time.]

[Very jarring.] So we can also assume whatever the augment is, if it's truly a piece of this creature then the creature can become incorporeal as well. ...Or perhaps just takes on the properties of whatever container it's in.

Either is plausible, but I'm not sure how we'd test those theories without risking damage to the augment- and ourselves, in the process, considering how troublesome it is to mess with them in any way.

I volunteer. [IMMEDIATE] I'll be the...guinea pig.

[Ugh, of course he will.]

Haven't you done enough reckless things this week?

Who do you suggest we use instead? [LIKE, FORREAL]

No one, obviously. I think we should try to come up with other ways to handle it.

[WHY WHEN THERE IS SOMETHING THEY COULD DO RIGHT NOW] That doesn't seem to be working out very well.

No, but time is something we appear to have on our side. I don't like the idea of jumping into something rashly without any thought to what might happen.

[Like for example attacking a ship and have it demonstrate its freaky all-consuming wormhole abilities at the drop of a hat.]

Time is only on our side as long as Atroma allows it to be. [Stands up] I need to go.

[Mikleo doesn't try to stop him - he's already gotten the impression that this angel guy is unbearably stubborn - but he does shake his head.]

Please be careful. Hurting ourselves pointlessly could be just the sort of drama they're looking for. They thrive on our suffering.

[Stops to give Mikleo an odd disbelieving look over his shoulder, but nods shortly and leaves.]

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