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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.

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[most_unwanted]

Much bigger than we can understand with the information we have, given the nature of the experiments. It's often hard to discern a reason behind a particular experiments' effects. I've been keeping files off the journal record in hopes that the information will be of use... in discovering a pattern, a hint, anything that might help us.

[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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[ She has to hand it to Mulder, keeping up with his usual tasks of keeping track of the experience ― paranormal or not ― but finds it discerning that not even he can pick out any sort of pattern. ]

There's no sort of database that can be accessed with an entire list of those currently inhabiting Luceti?

[most_unwanted]

Unfortunately not... at least, not in our hands that we have access to. I would assume there's something available in Malnosso Headquarters.

Attempts to make any such database here in the village would be difficult given the frequent turn-around in population.

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Judging the ambiguity of everything else surrounding, I suspect no one's ever been to the Malnosso Headquarters...

[ 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.

[most_unwanted]

There might be some records at the Welcome Center, since most newcomers end up going through there at some point. It could be useful finding out if anyone else out there is keeping track... [One more thing to look into, for sure.] Actually, as far as getting to their area.... [He glances around, careful and paranoid.] There's been at least one major infiltration of the facilities where they take people for personalized experiments, with some interesting details gained from that. [And it was one of the more interesting kidnapping-related accounts he'd gained.]

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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I'll have to take a look into it later. Perhaps there's something that can be found in overlooking the inhabitants... why some are brought here more than once, or, in our case... at different times without noticing any sort an absence.

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. ]

[most_unwanted]

[He takes another glance around. He also recalls all too well when he destroyed his file on this matter, during an experiment that heightened his typical paranoid feelings.]

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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[ She stays quiet for a moment, as if she were processing the information and the correct response to it. Her voice becomes a bit more hushed, curious, easily reading into his paranoia. ]

Can your source recollect any idea of where the facility may be? At least the general area?

[most_unwanted]

Somewhere beyond the barrier that's keeping us in here. Unfortunately, the person who told me about this was a fellow villager, who's since returned home.

[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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I suppose that for now all that we can do is to try and find as much information possible even with the lack of resources.

[ 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?

[most_unwanted]

[He knew it was going to have to be brought up sometime, and it's the only way they can figure out their respective timelines.]

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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[ She turns slightly away, slipping her hands into the pockets of her coat. Marita has suspected as much with Mulder not being from the same time as her, but to hear it is an entirely different situation. She knows not what to make of it ― do the time differences here entirely matter if they are trapped here all the time? ― so she decides to keep it that way. ]

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.

[most_unwanted]

[He breathes a sigh of relief, knowing she'd somehow gotten away from whoever had captured her. Or... he hopes she got away...? Knowing the men who were responsible, knowing what they were capable of...]

[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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[ She nods, knowing exactly how fast Mulder would catch on. There are things that she knew, just from overhearing conversations while she was trapped, and there are things she obtained details of from the Cancer Man himself, but she is sure that they are not sufficient enough for any sort of answers ― for Mulder or Marita. ]

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.

[most_unwanted]

[Well, hell. The Syndicate sure deserved it after all that they'd done, but it unsettles him to think of their families also paying that ultimate price.]

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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[ Marita thinks over the question ― deliberating her words, formulating the correct sentences ― wondering if she is actually free from his grasp. Physically, she is no longer chained to his commands, but mentally, it seems to continuously haunt her. Retribution for betrayal, for helping Mulder. ]

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.

[most_unwanted]

I knew it was too good to be true, to hope he was finally taken out. [But really, that's what happened the last time he thought the man was killed off for.] I wonder what that means for the future, though it sounds like he's got enough support to potentially continue his work.

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The Syndicate's attempt at preventing alien colonization didn't end with the groups demise... evoke enough in the government and anyone would be willing to suddenly support him. [ Surprising to her, she manages quite well to hide the bitterness of her relations with the Cancer Man. ] At this rate, I don't think either side has the possibility to win, even with the removal of pawns along the way.

[most_unwanted]

[It's probably only a matter of time before something arises. He's seen enough of that black-lunged son of a bitch in action to know what he's capable of.]

I wonder what chance they ever really had at winning in the first place...