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[1000kpipes.livejournal.com]

[Cambot's just bopping on down a corridor somewhere, when he spots a man looking out the window! He's probably new - his shoulders are squared with tension, and he's patting around his jacket as if looking for concealed weapons that have all mysteriously vanished. The little bot approaches hopefully. New friend?]

[Harvey turns just then, and starts visibly. Short a piece, he settles for jabbing a finger at the offending robot, who cringes back a bit (no friends? D8).] What're you lookin' at? Just what kinda game're you playin' here?

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[1000kpipes.livejournal.com]

The Satellite of - like on that TV show?

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

The one and the same. Bots and all. [She'd've been concerned if you didn't, Harv.]

[1000kpipes.livejournal.com]

Is the ninja here too?

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

[Her face falls a little at that and she shakes her head.] Still no sign of him since Linkara said he showed up then disappeared.

[1000kpipes.livejournal.com]

Damn. It must've got him, then.

Listen, Iron, I don't know if that thing can get to us up here, but you two kids oughta stick close. Looks like it ain't fond of witnesses. And I ain't sure how to kill it, but I know what it is. It's that Missing Number thing, from Pokemon - and I've got no idea how that works, so don't ask.

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

[...Dude. Heavy.

There is obvious concern in Liz's face as Harvey talks. Partly sympathy at his encounter, which sounded very much Not Fun, but mostly the knowledge settling in that the Entity does indeed exist and is no doubt running amok while she and Linkara are stuck up here.

Where the hell was Linkara anyway? He should probably hear this too.]

Well...even if it did somehow get up here I doubt it'd be much of a threat. [She does...whatever it is she usually does that summons Twinkle and Icingdeath to make her point; nothing happens.] No powers.

[Besides her evenings on the Satellite have thankfully been lacking in that feeling of being watched or the hairs on the back of her neck prickling. Well, Halloween shenanigans aside.]