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[ Marita has spent the past few days at the library in an attempt to scourge any information she can find ― her discovery being next to none other than what she knows of her own world. She's leafed through pages upon other worlds, stopping to take an interest here and there to read lines and paragraphs that jump out at her, until the words began to blur into dark lines of letters and phrases muddled together in an unreadable mess.
It all sounded quite fictional to her.
Of course, if proper information were that easy to obtain then she wouldn't be looking for it in public facilities. Despite her not knowing where her stance lies in this world, she is fairly settled in; she's already rid herself of the white sundress and now adorns the regular comfort of her clean-cut suits and skirts. She feels in control, despite knowing she isn't. ]
It looks as if I am not the only one who has currently arrived here, considering the mass influx of others who have as well. The powers here seem to find their work unlimited to just one universe or one abduction.
Which poses the question: if not God then how powerful of a being could ever commit pulling people from multiple worlds to bring them into one singular world? Have they crossed over into our own worlds to effect the nature of it or is their power just limited to bringing us to this place alone? Is time altered in our absence?
There are more questions begged to be asked, but having diplomatic experience in a location without a city hall seems not to matter if we are here against our own will.
It all sounded quite fictional to her.
Of course, if proper information were that easy to obtain then she wouldn't be looking for it in public facilities. Despite her not knowing where her stance lies in this world, she is fairly settled in; she's already rid herself of the white sundress and now adorns the regular comfort of her clean-cut suits and skirts. She feels in control, despite knowing she isn't. ]
It looks as if I am not the only one who has currently arrived here, considering the mass influx of others who have as well. The powers here seem to find their work unlimited to just one universe or one abduction.
Which poses the question: if not God then how powerful of a being could ever commit pulling people from multiple worlds to bring them into one singular world? Have they crossed over into our own worlds to effect the nature of it or is their power just limited to bringing us to this place alone? Is time altered in our absence?
There are more questions begged to be asked, but having diplomatic experience in a location without a city hall seems not to matter if we are here against our own will.
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Nice theory. It's fully possible, and the effects that we experience could just be the result of experimental programs that they run. Speaking from experience, being trapped in a virtual world by an AI feels real enough, no matter how outlandish the events happening inside it.
[Oh, karate Scully, he will never forget you.]
It also poses its own dangers, and one has to wonder what purpose they'd have in using us to test such simulations.
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It would make sense for the case of... those borne from fiction in another world existing here, but as for the purpose... I would have to wonder what these scientists would gain from placing us in a false world for the sake of experimentation. Testing for endurance ― all physical, psychological, and emotional ― makes sense only if they have a reason for it.
There is something much bigger in play here.
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[He never did quite get the idea to "stop working", since he's been here. How could he, when he's essentially immersed in one giant X-File?]
Beyond the enclosure-wide experiments, there are also the personal abductions to consider, but how they select individuals for those is also unknown.
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There's no sort of database that can be accessed with an entire list of those currently inhabiting Luceti?
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Attempts to make any such database here in the village would be difficult given the frequent turn-around in population.
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[ It is a major difference to her, knowing she cannot use any sort of diplomatic access to return information back to parties that require it, that she recognizes all she's done has gone to the wayside. Her previous work no longer has any sort of relevance here. ]
I was hoping that having a concise list would possibly show more of a pattern of the inhabitants as a sense of seeing a larger picture within it.
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The occasional missions like that are few and far between... though there's also sometimes information to be gained from talking to the Malnosso when they communicate with us.
[But getting the truth or the full story is often just as difficult as back home.]
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Interesting details of what sort, Mr. Mulder? [ She steps only a short step closer, still leaving a good five feet of space between them. Her interest is piqued. ]
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According to my information source, they got a pretty good look at the place where they bring their kidnap victims... some of it consisted of basic details like their color-coding system for the security functions. They gained insight into the droids' vulnerability to electricity during that mission, as well.
[He pauses.]
All standard for what you'd expect out of that kind of facility... and then there was the third floor.
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Can your source recollect any idea of where the facility may be? At least the general area?
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[There's a bitterness about that, that word "home". That villager, Giles... wherever home really is, he's dead. Home, but without any chance at life.]
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[ It was easier to gain information in Fort Marlene than it has been in Luceti so far. Nevertheless, she is determined to find something of gain.
Then, Marita hesitates, wondering if she should ask any questions of their separate times, wondering if she actually wants to know the answer. What would it bring but more confusion and disappointment? ]
Mr. Mulder, before I arrived here... when was the last time we spoke?
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We were investigating a mass burning at Skyland Mountain... you'd just called me with information about a similar incident in Kazakhstan.
Except... [He figures she can take the truth, if she's from a time period before it, this being the nature of their work. But still... He can't help but think of Deep Throat and X, his previous informants, lost before her.] You were cut off in the middle of that call. I never found out what happened- not yet, anyway- and it had been a few months since I last heard from you.
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It's been two years since that incident for me. [ Her demeanor is frigid, more so than the regular distance she keeps. It's strange to think of how spread out her, Mulder, and Scully are, despite their same respective world. For now, she avoids revealing any information about herself and what had happened to her in that distressingly long period of time. ] In that same time, Cassandra Spender was returned and was made the first successful alien-human hybrid.
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[And the implications that they created a successful hybrid sink in. What could that mean for humanity, in general?]
Then if she was returned... her existence could expose them, she could expose everything they're doing... but she would also be in danger.
[He pauses.]
I'm glad you survived.
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As am I. [ She pauses as well, shrinking away from the subject of herself. It is certainly not something she is readily able to speak of to anyone. ] Cassandra Spender on the other hand... as you predict, she was in imminent danger. Enough that it cost her her life... as well as the lives of the Syndicate and their immediate families.
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None of those families deserved that. Cassandra didn't, after what they subjected her to. [Nor is it at all the end of their problems. One collective of human enemies would be gone... but what about the imminent alien threat?] What about the Cancer Man? Did anyone catch up to him along with the rest?
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No... from what I've gathered, he managed to escape before anything happened. [ She pauses, letting her words linger. ] With the help of another, but I do not know who. My source of information has been... lacking since we last spoke.
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I wonder what chance they ever really had at winning in the first place...