sixth; [visual]; LOCKED TO THOSE HE KNOWS KNOW ABOUT HIS GIFT

[notcursed.livejournal.com]

When the tablet comes on, it comes on to show Toby looking a bit uneasy and tired.

"Hey," he begins, looking like he's thinking about how to word what he's going to say. "Listen... not that there's any doubt that these new people aren't normal, but it might be good to know... they don't have a single thought in their heads. None, it's like... there's just nothing. I mean, this has happened before, but this... this is different. You know, with some people it's a brick wall, but with these guys it's like an empty hole or a blank space."

He sighs, unsettled.

"I don't know about you guys, but I'm beyond creeped out by now."

((ooc: FEARLESS LEADERS, I ASSUMED THIS FROM OUR CONVERSATION. If I screwed up, break glass for mallet, use at will.))

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[notcursed.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," he says, but he's not completely convinced. One thing he's found with this place is that he'll probably never be completely sure of himself again.

[aesthetic_mojo]

She caught Toby's eye and smiled faintly. Precious little was right where they were. "We'll figure it out. For all the weird, we've got a fair number of smart people around."