Damn it all, [ he hisses under his breath. It was rare for him to get worked up, but when he does, it's always about Fiona. He wishes he had answers for Nesso, but he doesn't. All he has is an extra toolbar or three on his internet browser. ]
I don't know. I... There must be some way of finding out where this came from.
Perhaps the ones in charge! Or someone here longer than we have been...
[Someone who could help them discover the sender of this message? If not Fiona, then...]
Elza received the same message I believe. [He hasn't seen it himself, but he has talked to his vice-captain. And Elsa seems to agree that Fiona can't have sent it.]
[ hearing that actually helps convince him that it's not Fiona. As far as he knows, Elza and Fiona have never even met each other - she'd have no reason to message him, and, in fact, wouldn't even recognize his face. ]
There's something strange going on here. That wasn't Fiona. It was someone who only knew she was connected to us...
A good idea. [ Zara hates waiting just as much as Nesso does - and feels similarly about their situation. They're entirely too useless lately for his tastes. But there's nothing they can do about it; that's the issue, he supposes. ] ... We'll get to the bottom of this.
[Nesso nods, serious now. They'll figure something out. Because if Fiona is not here, he can't abide by someone using her image to do something like this.]
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I don't know. I... There must be some way of finding out where this came from.
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[Someone who could help them discover the sender of this message? If not Fiona, then...]
Elza received the same message I believe. [He hasn't seen it himself, but he has talked to his vice-captain. And Elsa seems to agree that Fiona can't have sent it.]
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[ hearing that actually helps convince him that it's not Fiona. As far as he knows, Elza and Fiona have never even met each other - she'd have no reason to message him, and, in fact, wouldn't even recognize his face. ]
There's something strange going on here. That wasn't Fiona. It was someone who only knew she was connected to us...
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[Elza's not really well acquainted after all, outside Nesso's numerous (so numerous) stories about his sister.]
There are many here who would. When I first arrived, I asked many people if they'd seen her. [So many people. He'd been a bit frantic.]
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As did I. Still, if one of them sent the message, they'd be listed as the author, wouldn't they?
[ he'd say they wouldn't know what she looked like, but she's the type of girl who would introduce herself to anyone who asked. ]
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[Yeah about that, Zara. He kind of sort of totally described Fiona to everyone he could in embarrassingly precise and glowing detail.
Or perhaps the ones in charge... [They could change it right?]
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[ they're in charge of the so-called "network," after all. ]
At the very least, we should ask for an explanation from them. They should understand the situation better than us.
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[All right. This is a good plan. Nesso can get behind this. Talking to Zara is always so fruitful, after all.]
Where do we find them?
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[ he huffs, frustrated. If only he knew how to use this technology better - how many times has he wished that in the past five minutes? ]
They'll likely show up sooner or later on the network.
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[He hates waiting when it comes to Fiona. And that seems to be the only course of action so often lately. Waiting.]
I will ask around too, find out if anyone does know how to track them down without waiting for them to show themselves.
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We will. I promise you that much, Zara.