[ Her gaze is tilted away so she doesn't see the way his face falls. Although, she can imagine it isn't too happy of a face. There is only so much he can do when it comes to the story. Scratch has written a horrendous story that they need to find a way to operate in and still change. It's near impossible, but, only near.
She glances at him sadly.
« No, I can't ask him to do more. We need to do something on our own. Look at what all the stress has done to him. Stress about what he feels he needs to change, what Saga demands, what everyone else says. No, he wrote a page, and we can find a way from there. »
A faint smile is given instead. Alan can only do what he can. He's a human, not some god of reality like everyone thinks he is. They don't seem to understand the depth of it all. How intricate it is. Maybe because they've never interacted with an entity of another reality before. She happens to have one living in her head.
Jesse glances over to where his gaze has gone when he speaks. C4. The Nail. She can't see what he is seeing, but she can take a guess. How Marshall is communicating or how Alan can even see it is beyond her. She still doesn't fully understand his powers, but, Alan doesn't either.
The waits until he is done speaking and his attention wanders back to her. Jesse looks down, eyes drifting to the side. Shit. ]
Marshall. Head of Operations under Trench. I... found her and the rangers she was with in the Oldest House during the lockdown. She left at one point to take care of something. I didn't hear from her again until I went deeper on request of the Board. And, what I heard of her was over the Hotline.
[ Her eyes narrow slightly. He'll probably start putting even more pieces together why meeting him meant so much. Seeing someone who was alive and human who could use the Hotline. ]
The Nail is... really classified. It's a key component of the Oldest House. Without it... things don't stay in place. Dimensions leak into our reality. Marshall blew it up trying to keep it from being corrupted by the Hiss. But, her protective... shield that Polaris uses broke. She was overrun by the Hiss... and I had to put down what was left of her.
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She glances at him sadly.
« No, I can't ask him to do more. We need to do something on our own. Look at what all the stress has done to him. Stress about what he feels he needs to change, what Saga demands, what everyone else says. No, he wrote a page, and we can find a way from there. »
A faint smile is given instead. Alan can only do what he can. He's a human, not some god of reality like everyone thinks he is. They don't seem to understand the depth of it all. How intricate it is. Maybe because they've never interacted with an entity of another reality before. She happens to have one living in her head.
Jesse glances over to where his gaze has gone when he speaks. C4. The Nail. She can't see what he is seeing, but she can take a guess. How Marshall is communicating or how Alan can even see it is beyond her. She still doesn't fully understand his powers, but, Alan doesn't either.
The waits until he is done speaking and his attention wanders back to her. Jesse looks down, eyes drifting to the side. Shit. ]
Marshall. Head of Operations under Trench. I... found her and the rangers she was with in the Oldest House during the lockdown. She left at one point to take care of something. I didn't hear from her again until I went deeper on request of the Board. And, what I heard of her was over the Hotline.
[ Her eyes narrow slightly. He'll probably start putting even more pieces together why meeting him meant so much. Seeing someone who was alive and human who could use the Hotline. ]
The Nail is... really classified. It's a key component of the Oldest House. Without it... things don't stay in place. Dimensions leak into our reality. Marshall blew it up trying to keep it from being corrupted by the Hiss. But, her protective... shield that Polaris uses broke. She was overrun by the Hiss... and I had to put down what was left of her.