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[Alex has decided that until he found a better way to deal with this, he has to use video on this network. Otherwise, no one was going to be able to tell him and the other Alex apart. At least--for now.]

Look, I apologize in advance for the lack of filters on this message. The technology here is a bit more than I'm used to; still trying to get the hang of it.

[If someone wants to teach him, by all means.

Letting out a breath, he works his jaw slightly, again taking time to phrase out his words. Calling people out on the network is always a gamble, and as he hasn't learned how to sort through the system yet, he isn't even sure if these people are here. But hey--it's worth a shot.]

First off--if anyone knows a guy named Eames, Arthur, or a girl named Ariadne [He thinks that was her name] I'd appreciate if you or they got in touch with me. I got some information that might interest them.

[He shifts in his seat, leaning forward slightly.]

I was wondering if there are any sparring groups set up on board already? Working out by myself is fine, but I'd rather have someone to go up against if possible.

[And then the big question; the one that's been bothering him since he arrived here. He hates talking so much as it is (when half the people aren't really going to give a shit, at least), but this one was probably the most important.]

And... does anyone know if there is a secure bunker on board? Like 'survive a nuclear explosion' secure.

[He needed somewhere to practice his powers, damn it, without blowing a hole in the hull.]

So uh..that's it. Thanks, or whatever.

[And he shuts the feed down.]

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No. But I know a version of Eames. He told me your name.

[Even the Eames he knew held things close to his chest. Names, no real substantial information.]

[ . . . ]

Anything else?

So you think we're a few levels down?

Or are we actually awake.

[There you go, he'll toss that at you.]

[ ariadne's been quietly lurking on this post for a bit now - letting arthur deal with most of what was going on. but obviously she couldn't stay quiet for too long, as she clear has too many questions now. ]

how do you know eames?

I know a version of him.

It's complicated.

and he told you about us? does anyone else know you know about us?

Names, that's it. --we lived together. [Wait that sounds wrong]

I crashed on his couch.

And no I wouldn't think so.

[ oh. well. eames has been missing for a bit, this could have happened then, right? ]

i feel bad, you know my name and a bit about me -- or what i do. but i don't know anything about you.

[ so please share. ]

I'd rather make sure Eames understands the situation first, no offense.

Since this one doesn't know me.

I'm Alex Summers. Call me Havok.

i understand. you have to understand my questioning i suppose as well. i just never have come across someone that knew us -- well, eames outside of us. it's an odd pleasure to meet you, havok. hopefully some answers on whats going on here will happen when you and eames have a chance to work things out then.

I get it--its okay.

I just know that what you guys do isn't something to be talked about lightly.

Yeah...I hope.

But really--do you think this is a dream, or are we awake?

we're in SPACE with vampires and monsters who attempt to suck the life out of people. i'm not exactly sure what else it could be besides a really screwed up dream.

[ granted there is more to it then that, that has her believing it is all one big messed up dream. but seriously, she isn't about to just share that with anyone. (even if you know about this whole dream thing) ]

Considering I have super powers, and I know a guy who is a giant blue beast?

You'd be surprised what can be reality.

[ hmm, eames (or whoever) is telling secrets to possible projection here then. :/ ]

point. most of my logic gets shot out the window here, so i guess i'm just going to keep my thoughts on dreams while i can then.

Can Eames shift?

[Here, let him be direct.]

i don't know, i haven't asked him yet.

[ or she has been sort of avoiding him, just due to not being sure what the hell to make of his sudden memory loss. ]

i assume it would be explainable though if he couldn't.

If it's reality, he wouldn't be able to.

Though he had mentioned that somehow someone could block it.

i'll have to talk to him about that. i can see your point though.

[ not that she is going to believe it, but she can see it. ]

whatever it is, it's screwed up though. and i'd like to go home sometime soon.

Don't we all.

[ Wait, what? ]

Eames told you this?

[ Clarification, not asking for repetition. Arthur's not a good liar but he's not a bad one, and tell something enough times and there's an eventual slip-up. He's always been good at that, running shit through the ringer. ]

Yes.

But not this Eames.

He has a familiar face. You're probably mistaken.

[Alex can't believe Arthur just said that.]

Yeah, so then how do I know your names and about dream sharing, douchebag.

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