@silena.beauregard | april 2

[chocolateries]

Hey babes!

Remember last time I mentioned that sharing is caring? Well that's still true but instead of sharing skills and hobbies this time, I have information to share.

A few months ago while many of us were preparing to storm the castle in New Beijing, I happened to casually come into possession of two bags of IV fluid left behind from the arrivals. Yes, the same stuff that knocks us out and makes us do stuff even if we don't want to. Thanks to @caroline.forbes' awesome gala a couple weeks ago, I met and befriended my new lady mentor who happens to be a chemist at Giles Bell.

What a serendipitous coincidence!

Anyway! My new friend managed to break it down into two parts -

1. a super strong take down a herd of elephants or a dude named Cupid high on PCP on the subway sedative that weakens the nervous system (side note: does that make it a neurotoxin?)

2. ????????

Yeah, they ran into a wall on the compulsion drug (they don't know that's what it is). Apparently it's classified. Her boss tried, her boss' boss tried, no dice. It's a trade secret, that's fun.

Now she's a lil' curious though and they have questions I'm not completely sure how to answer. They're mostly where what who how and whens: where'd I get it, do I have more, do I know what it is and what is does, normal stuff like that.

I could tell the truth (New Beijing, yes, definitely yes) but I'm not entirely sure that is the right tact because it could open up even more questions. Let's brainstorm, babes.

xoxo Silena

Comments

[strove]

The problem is convincing someone without an ID is just as likely to get them arrested in the process, and trust me, we don't want to relive that mess. Last time it got pretty bad.

[chocolateries]

I was never going to let someone without an ID near my scientist friend, it was if the compulsion can be redirected from the original orders.

[strove]

Oh, I'm sorry. I meant sending someone to a doctor, because the drug leaves the system fairly quickly.

I don't know if it can be overridden. There are instructions, though, right? Makes me think they didn't plan for that.

[chocolateries]

Don't worry, my cousin gets very focused but she can be redirected.

You were here from the start, right? Did you guys have the weird compulsion or did they add it in after the fact because people were reckless? (Which is reasonable!)

[strove]

It's been there from the start.

It's actually how we got to the first safehouse. We were all told to bring the lone remaining Morningstar member somewhere, and we had no choice but to follow.

[chocolateries]

So they knew people would be shirty. Hmm.

[strove]

We weren't dropped off. It might have been a contingency plan.

[chocolateries]

[ SHE IS INTERESTED ]

Did people find you, like what happened in New Beijing? Or I heard something about a bus crash or like a fire? I might be confusing a bunch of things.

[strove]

No ... if it's like what I know about New Beijing, yes, and the fire came later.

[Clarke's not surprised that the details might come to run together after a while.]

Morningstar caused the accident and nearly everyone there died. Those of us who made it out of the bus were brought back to a safehouse by a dying Morningstar member.

Apparently there's a chance that we were headed somewhere else. A warehouse in the city.

[chocolateries]

Right right a bus accident and then those people we found at the creepy monster factory were the ones my guard lady told me she didn't realize weren't lost.

She must have thought they died too but instead someone stole them.

[strove]

None of us could tell the guy who brought us back no, and we couldn't get back in time. The scene got cleared up pretty quickly.

Which is unsurprising, in hindsight.

[chocolateries]

Suspish, I'll jot that down

[strove]

Good.

Do you want the rundown on the fire, too?

[chocolateries]

Yes, please, I'll add it to my notes.

[strove]

I can't speak to the development of anything after it, for the record.

But around our second or third drop off, one of the nurses decided to salute a camera. El found him, and we tried to show up. Someone set his apartment on fire, and a number of us went inside to help as much as possible. He was hit with a blunt object (I think, I haven't checked back toward what those investigated found so I'm telling you this from memory).

It led to the sickness that hit a lot of New Amsterdam citizens. At the time, there were a lot of guesses for what happened, but it was because they had inhaled large quantities of monster parts. They were found in someone's apartment.

That was the sickness that could only be resolved by us. It caused people to be temperamental and vengeful.

[chocolateries]

Well that was foolish.

Was the monster stuff in his apartment or was that just a coincidence he live in the same apartment building? Dumb people do flock together so that would make sense either way.

[strove]

Dumb, but no, they were somewhere else.

[chocolateries]

Did anyone find out where the nurse worked?

[strove]

No. And yes. I mean, he didn't work in a hospital or else it wouldn't have been like that. At least, I don't think.

[chocolateries]

Hmm. Curious. There has to be some record of him. You need a license to be a nurse, don't you?

[strove]

That's the thing. All traces are gone. I know El looked into him.

And this is, of course, assuming that he was a licensed nurse. They probably don't have to be to cart us around drugged.

[chocolateries]

Huh.

Well. That's annoying.

[strove]

It is. But we've concluded that someone with the resources to do that is powerful enough to get away with it.

[chocolateries]

I'm going to be super honest, that is super concerning. I don't know how to fight a ghost.

[strove]

The important part is that whoever it is isn't dead yet.