004 -- [Voice || Action] Dated to some point after the tent first appears

[endgames]

[He got a peek at the tent long enough to look at the crowd slowly growing inside of it. It was home from there; his room, where he could peel off that costume. The more he thinks about the tent, the less comfortable he is with it; with the thought of people being herded inside of it when they're desperate for the relief it provides. Maybe it's nothing, but he'd prefer to err on the side of caution.]

If you put a glass of water ten feet in front of a guy dying of thirst, you know he won't walk away from it.  That tent's like that. Convenient, right?

Makes it pretty convenient to have everybody all in one place too. [Right where they want you - a circle drawn into the ground (and the ceremony's about to begin)

He closes the journal shut and tosses it without much force across the room. He'll open it again when the funeral bells go away.]

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[Voice]

[endgames]

[Gently:] You can excuse it as many ways as you like, Kitty, but you know there's something off about it.

[He can hear it in her voice, and he chooses to point that out instead of all of the ways it could be bad.]

[Voice]

[phasingly.livejournal.com]

Yeah...but like, what should I do? I didn't have any hallucinations, but I know people who have them aren't going to want to leave unless they definitely know something bad is going to happen.

[Voice]

[endgames]

You do what you can. If they won't leave, it's their choice. Some people might listen to reason, and you get them out. [And because he has a suspicion that she might not be satisfied with that:] If it is a trap, there's going to be a point where they spring it. You don't want to be there when it happens.

[Voice]

[phasingly.livejournal.com]

Can't you just like, come down here and talk to people? They'll definitely listen to you way better than me.

[Voice]

[endgames]

You sell yourself too short. [But damn you for pointing out what he should be doing and has been trying not to.] If I can do it, anyone can.

[Voice]

[phasingly.livejournal.com]

[She flashes him a smile over the journal's camera.]

Trust me, it's way better if you do it. But I'll tell Kurt, and I'll look for you when you get there.

[Voice]

[endgames]

[SIGH.] Troublesome woman. Don't assume I'll turn up.

[Even though now that someone's actually holding out that he will, he knows that he has to. He couldn't look back and still call himself a man if he didn't.]

[Voice]

[phasingly.livejournal.com]

Um, excuse me, but at least I'm not trying to make other people play messenger for me. You're being all paranoid about this, go do something!

[Humph!]

Okay, now I'm not going to look for you. You can go around by yourself telling your crazy conspiracy theories. And I'll be having a good time hanging out with my friends that aren't totally rude.

[Voice]

[endgames]

[So much. Like Ino.]

If I go, it won't be to have a good time. Paranoid or not, it doesn't change the fact that the situation could be dangerous.

[Voice]

[phasingly.livejournal.com]

Well yeah. But maybe you'll have a good time anyways You know, by accident.

[He may have made her nervous, but she'll try her damnedest to have fun come Hell or high water.]

If you're not too busy being completely paranoid.

[Voice]

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I doubt it. [It's not paranoia, it's his job description.]