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[codeoracle]

intense or not,
don't believe lies. I know that's not the easiest thing in the world. Sometimes your heart likes to lie too...

Your friends think highly of you though...Myself included, Inari.

[lempereur]

keep your expectations in check.

[codeoracle]

they aren't unrealistic.

[lempereur]

I am trying. Give me some time and I will be fine.

[codeoracle]

I know...Just...

You don't have to do it alone. Space and time are a thing, but...don't think you shouldn't burden us or whatever. You aren't one.

[lempereur]

I wouldn't even know what to say.

[codeoracle]

You don't have to say anything if you don't want to...Sometimes it just helps to be around a person you trust.

The words come eventually.

[lempereur]

[ It's a little while before the next one. ]

Can you do whatever you need to do from here?

[codeoracle]

I can do this from wherever, really. I don't have a rig here so I'm portable.

[lempereur]

My housemates are gone. You could come, if you want to.

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[codeoracle]

See you soon, Inari.

[ The more normal she acted, the better right? She'd be there for him, but she wasn't going to treat him like he was about to shatter into a million pieces...if only for the fear that if she did that's exactly what would happen.

One bonus of living in the same city, however, is how shortly she could be to his place. And since his housemates were out, she's going to approach this situation like a normal person visiting a friend. No windows. Knock, knock.]

[lempereur]

[ His window is actually a block of ice right now, so. It doesn't open, it just melts all over the floor periodically and has to be replaced.

ANYWAY the door will do. Yusuke opens, and steps back politely, making sure the door is closed before he says anything. ]

Would you be more comfortable here, or upstairs?

[codeoracle]

I can work almost anywhere as long as there's space for me to lounge...Upstairs might keep us out of the way if anyone comes home I guess...

[She's all relaxation and ease. She's not about to be the tense one here. Yusuke has enough on his mind without her giving him more to worry about.]

[lempereur]

[ He would much rather be in his room, thank you, Jaime is already asking him enough questions about the window and going to the cops via text, he's not sure how he's going to avoid those questions in person if he comes home. ]

You're small, you can fit on the bed.

[codeoracle]

[She isn't going to argue against that. The comfort of being in your own room is something she can understand all too well--and she can't deny that lounging on a bed is much more comfortable than most other places.]

Perfect. I'll be claiming that as mine for today.

[She even gives him a grin before heading for the stairs. God's speed, Yusuke. God's speed.]

[lempereur]

That is fine.

[ As if he would have the energy to argue, anyway. He doesn't have the energy for any god speed, either, even now that it's his default setting. He's coming... ]

[codeoracle]

[She's at least patient enough to wait outside his door for him. Bedrooms are personal spaces; even though she was invited here she wasn't about to head inside without him.

She doesn't mention how low he seems to be, she just gives another grin and moves into his room to take up space on the bed.]

I should be able to get access to cameras without any problems, so that will be covered...Brendan wasn't exactly willing to work with me--no deadline, nothing.

[lempereur]

[ Yusuke sighs heavily as he opens the door. Honestly, there isn't that much room when you take into account all the paintings stuffed in there, all but one of a majestic, sleeping tiger riddled with mysterious puncture holes. The ice window isn't that bad of an idea, it helps with the summer heat, but it's starting to drip again. He'll deal with it later.

The artist takes a seat on the corner of the bed, leaving the rest of the space for Futaba to work her magic. ]

That is not surprising. He goes off the deep end and he stays there.

[codeoracle]

I've noticed. He said he'd be thorough and would drop it if evidence proves you innocent but...I'm not expecting him to be objective about it.

[She's taken up most of the bed space, sprawled out on her stomach and device in hand. She's clicking away with sufficient speed, brows creasing as she works to get through the security blocking access to feeds.]

He might still release something...so we need to be prepared to counteract it. Have proof of our own.

[lempereur]

I would not expect that either.

[ He's never drinking again.

And be careful not to kick him, tiny menace. ]

I have only been here, and the visitor's center in Nonah. Mostly here. I don't know if you can prove that.

[codeoracle]

The visitor's center I can definitely get...It's a start to a timeline.

[She frowns, adding that to the list of locations to access. She's going to need some kind of back-up on this data at this rate.

She shifts to glance at him, a thoughtful look settling on her face.]

Maybe we could put a camera on you, or an active tracker. Something we can use to verify where you've been starting now...I wonder if your comm would have any of that kind of data available...

[lempereur]

What good would that do? The damage is already done.

[codeoracle]

It creates an undeniable alibi if this imposter tries something else. It's a backup in case we need it.

And I'm really hoping we won't need it.

[lempereur]

[ The footage of the wrecked parking lot and the ice spears through the windows would be more than enough to get him in trouble without any additional incidents, but she's right... ]

Okay. But not yet, I still have to give my follow-up report on Adachi.

[codeoracle]

[She doesn't like the idea of waiting to do this. She especially doesn't like the idea of him going to those...people without some kind of surveillance detail. But she knows monitoring of any kind would likely only make it easier for him to be caught.

They idea of him possibly ending up in a state like Adachi's (or worse) makes her shudder, her stomach tying up in knots and nausea welling up in her throat. She'd have to wait. ]

Alright...I'll see if there's any data I can pull from your comm in the meantime...

You can't make this report without going in person can you...?