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Dr. Strider here. I'm back. I apologize -- personal business took me away from the city shortly before the Dead District bombing, and I've only just been able to return.

Has anyone discovered the culprits behind the explosion? I mean, we all suspect ThunderCorp and its allies, but has anyone been able to PROVE it? What about the bombs themselves -- have we been able to discern what the bombs were? Not an easy task, I'm sure, since of course the police will be keeping everyone out, but it's worth asking.

And what about the Tuning Towers buzzing?

Has anyone located the source?

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I'd like to talk to you about those legends you mentioned a few weeks ago.

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You were the one who could see the shape of things underground. Am I right?

[Action, clinic, Wednesday the 13th, locked to Ravi]

[Aaron came back two days ago, looking -- well, looking not quite so bad as he did when he left. His first night here was sleepless, though; he has just as much on his mind as he did when he left.

He needs to speak with somebody about this, though. Somebody he knows won't spread this information around, someone who understands the dangers of panic. There had already been an ill-advised attack on Tuning Towers, for god's sake. He didn't want to think about what would happen if he told the whole host of numbered about what he knew.

Ravi was going to be that person, and when he came in, Aaron was busy with a patient. As soon as Aaron was free, though, as soon as all information had been exchanged and payment secured and the young woman was on her way, he went into the small, windowless room that served as an office, filed her information, then stuck his head out the door.]

Ravi? I need to talk to you for a minute.

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An old man like me is hardly about to go on the front lines.

[read; no. stubborn old man is stubborn and has no desire to open up again regarding his experiences.]

Would you mind terribly if I asked if I could have a sample of it? It hardly needs to be the leaves; I'm simply doing a bit of research in to the items we know aren't from this dimension.

[He picks up on that, and will let it be. Aaron can't, and won't, force the issue.]

Not at all. I've been growing cuttings indoors for nearly six months now, and have a fair supply. How much will you need?

[the subject change is a success. a winner is him!] In that case, both a leaf and the stem attached to it would be ideal.

[HE DOESN'T LIKE IT AND THINKS TROUBLE WILL COME OF IT but he respects you and your experiences and your age B|]

Quite possible. I can bring them to you later tonight, if you like.

That would be wonderful!

Where should we meet?

Well...perhaps the green on the college?

I'll be there around seven.

Very well!

[he'll be there about five minutes early, taking a seat under a tree and writing in another notebook. not the one he uses for the network; this just has some other scribbes]

[Aaron shows up, wrapped in an old gray coat that has seen better days -- a lot of them, from the looks of it. It's worn but clean, and Aaron's got his hands in his pockets as he approaches. It's a quiet approach, but he's not trying to sneak. He'll stop and stand in front of Elian.]

[Elian's not exactly a master of observation, but it's not hard to spot Aaron a glance up. he smiles a bit, mostly to himself, finishing up his current sentence before setting it down, standing, and offering his hand]

It's a pleasure to see you again under better circumstances.

[Aaron takes the offered hand and shakes it. It's not quite a smile on his face, more like a softening of the features, but the positive feeling is there.]

Likewise, friend.

I have what you wanted.

[Elian's smile twists a bit, and he lowers his voice a bit]

Any more vague and I'd think I was back home before Amendment Sixty-Four was passed. [the one that addressed marijuana in Colorado, that is.] Any particular care I should take with it?

[Aaron laughs. Not a nervous laugh, but a surprised and decidedly un-scandalized one.]

I hadn't pegged you as the type.

[He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small, sealed bag. Inside is a leaf and a stem, with a wet paper towel wrapped around the base of said stem. Travel hasn't even bruised the leaves.]

I hope I'm not damaging your good reputation, passing you suspicious plants out in the open.

[He can't exactly say broad daylight, since the sun's set. He'll answer the care question in a moment.]

What, to enjoy myself once in a while? There's a reason I still look this young.

[it hardly looks like much, but he's visibly curious in the leaf nonetheless. and to think that it may as well have come from another world...]

Nonsense, you make me feel like I'm back home.

[Aaron is definitely tickled by Elian's manner -- he's been constantly on edge since the buzzing began, but this conversation puts him at ease, at least a little.]

We'll have to discuss the merits of recreational use further sometime. For now, though, all I have for you is a leaf of a different kind. You needn't take any special care with it -- it's proven to be a tough little plant. From what I remember, those people who were unaware of its healing properties considered it a weed.

We will, especially if you know a local supplier. [he's been without it for some time, and while he's not exactly going through withdrawal, he does miss it.] Nonetheless, I shall take care of it. If there's any way I can tell how it got in to your possession, whether teleportation or simply manifestation...

[he shakes his head, making to put it away]

But that's all theory beyond even me.

[An eyebrow goes up.]

I do indeed.

[Aaron knows Elian will tell him anything important that is discovered about the plant, and knows Elian knows he's grateful, so he pursues this line of conversation.]

While I'm strictly speaking out of the business now -- at least, in any significantly profitable sense -- procuring it for a friend is a different matter entirely.

[and there's a light in Elian's face that matches the one when he originally saw the plant. science is one thing - but so is a certain relaxant!]

I would be indebted.

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gdi elian

but where's the fun in therapy B)

MY CHARACTERS WILL ALWAYS BE PROPONENTS OF THERAPY

AND MINE WILL ALWAYS...need...well, shit.

told you so :<

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