[Well. The connection between the host, the new arrivals, and their captors could either be a middling one — born of cursory curiosity on one side — or something a little more tangible. Given what they know, which is admittedly not much so far, it’s hard to say which. But the faceless host of the ball is something of an obscured mystery, and any connection looks like that tempting thread to pull at. To see what gives and unravels.
Markus constantly finds himself at odds with two halves of his personality. Cautious steps versus bold action. The slow consideration from the shadows, or taking a risk, stepping into the spotlight for a millisecond, for the sake of groping for answers.
He has so much to be careful for, and certainly not just for himself — that was never a part of the equation, consequences relating to the self a very faraway thing for a man with martyrdom issues. But the revolution back home, the protection of those near and dear to him, absolutely take priority. A priority that entangles itself against his tendency to not remain stagnant, to turn complacency on its head, which is its own sort of moral prerogative.
Always a battle, churning in his chest.
And so—]
Then it sounds to me like we might have a couple of potential leads. Trying to form a connection with this mysterious proprietor, for the sake of illuminating their relationship with our elusive captors. They must have information that we don’t, maybe something that will reveal other pathways we could follow. With our current dearth of intel, anything we can garner is a precious resource at this point.
[The implication? Potentially worth the sudden weight of attention, a light shining on whomever manages it.]
Secondly, that possible control group. Individuals who might share similar circumstances, or abilities, with us. And if they’ve been “operating”, there must be traces of their existence before our own arrival.
[If they exist. They’re ever swimming in hypotheticals, aren’t they?]
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Markus constantly finds himself at odds with two halves of his personality. Cautious steps versus bold action. The slow consideration from the shadows, or taking a risk, stepping into the spotlight for a millisecond, for the sake of groping for answers.
He has so much to be careful for, and certainly not just for himself — that was never a part of the equation, consequences relating to the self a very faraway thing for a man with martyrdom issues. But the revolution back home, the protection of those near and dear to him, absolutely take priority. A priority that entangles itself against his tendency to not remain stagnant, to turn complacency on its head, which is its own sort of moral prerogative.
Always a battle, churning in his chest.
And so—]
Then it sounds to me like we might have a couple of potential leads. Trying to form a connection with this mysterious proprietor, for the sake of illuminating their relationship with our elusive captors. They must have information that we don’t, maybe something that will reveal other pathways we could follow. With our current dearth of intel, anything we can garner is a precious resource at this point.
[The implication? Potentially worth the sudden weight of attention, a light shining on whomever manages it.]
Secondly, that possible control group. Individuals who might share similar circumstances, or abilities, with us. And if they’ve been “operating”, there must be traces of their existence before our own arrival.
[If they exist. They’re ever swimming in hypotheticals, aren’t they?]