voicetesting, possibly considering ataraxion. (so i'm a liar.) canon is tomb raider.

[fortheglory]

Space, you say? I suppose that is the one place I've never been able to visit. But there's no relics to to be found, are there? I'm not sure what's on that ship that will be able to hold my interest.

...I don't understand why you think that's so funny.

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[telephones]

[ don't mind the very specific dundonian accent coming out of a man who shares alex's face. there's nothing to be alarmed about. ]

They recently found a door that might have something to do with a relic. In the grad scheme of things, it's not the oddest assumption to make. And for why it might be funny, well, I have few ideas.

[fortheglory]

[ ...oh. well, now it all makes sense. ]

Yes, I do believe I've just put it together. May I ask your name?

[telephones]

Then you won't be alarmed when I tell you there's a woman with your face walking around, I take it.

[ code name or real name. hrm, what to do. ]

Ian.

[fortheglory]

That is a bit more of a surprise. [ why? who knows, but it is. she appreciates the warning, though. ]

Lara.

[wiretap]

They're easily amused.

[sonofgoose]

[Don't mind a panda listening to your voice, do you, Lara?]

[fortheglory]

That seems to be the case, yes. [ she studies aberdeen for a moment - no, she doesn't look familiar, so maybe she knows the woman with her face or the man with alex's. ]

You're already on the ship, I presume?

[wiretap]

Nine days. [ Aberdeen stares at Lara for a moment, then without so much as a flicker of lash: ]

That one's mine. [ She means the man with Alex's face, of course. ] Get your own.

[fortheglory]

[ she kind of does tbh. ]

[fortheglory]

I've got one, actually.

[ so...to speak. (it's complicated.) ]

He just happens to have the same face. But a much different accent.

[wiretap]

[ It's symptomatic of his face, Aberdeen thinks. It makes things complicated by default. ]

American?

[fortheglory]

Good guess.

[wiretap]

[ And cause Aberdeen doesn't know what boundaries are: ]

Are you attracted to him, sexually?

[fortheglory]

[ WHOA hello there personal question. ]

And what business is that of yours if I am?

[ subtext: maybe. ]

[wiretap]

[ Lara, meet Aberdeen. It's her modus operandi. ]

They share a face. It's relevant enough.

[fortheglory]

Right. Well, I assure you that even if I were, it's unlikely I'd attempt to get into anything with your colleague.

[wiretap]

He likes taking care of people. Smothering them, if he has to. [ She's not judging; it's just the way they are. ] He's not your type.

[ Aberdeen stares. Eventually: ]

What is yours like?

[fortheglory]

He's cocky. Arrogant. A bit selfish. [ 'a bit' is kinder than she'd typically be to alex, but, well, he did die. she turned back time and ended up saving his life, but still. ]

[wiretap]

[ A beat, another lapse of silence. ]

And what are you like?

[ Aberdeen imagines: 'much the same'. ]

[fortheglory]

[ a beat of her own. ]

Slightly less so. [ she has her own reasons for doing what she does, and while they're not for monetary gain, they're fulfilling for her in a different way, a way that she supposes is similar to why alex does what he does.

and she can't really deny that she's cocky and arrogant. ]

[sonofgoose]

[...

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Oh! Sorry, uh...you sound.

You sound a lot like my friend, Master Tigress.