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[ivanova]

You and I both know I'm bound nowhere.  The Shadows are here, openly here, and I have a war to help win.  Where the hell do you plan to take me, if anywhere?  I'm pretty sure you don't have a plan, if you did, you sure as hell haven't kept me informed.  You've deprived me of my colleagues, my friends, and my station.  

What's next?  Are you going to shove me into the hands of the damned Vorlons? Or PsiCorps? Because you don't want to do that to me.  You really, really don't want to do that to me.

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[diana_abel]

The Shadows? That sounds uber mysterioso.

Although now that I think about it, I've heard the term tossed around a little.

[ivanova]

They have destroyed entire colonies, planets, and civilizations. Try 'uber destructive.'

[diana_abel]

Legit. Although, they're probably not the same as my shadows.

[ivanova]

I'm going to go ahead and say they aren't.

[diana_abel]

Mine are just a buncha blond guys trying to find a princess for their prince.

[ivanova]

Right. I'd say that's about as close to our problem as a Centuari telling the truth in a room full of angry Narns.

[diana_abel]

...I have no idea what that means.

[ivanova]

My point exactly.

[diana_abel]

Well, sorry to hear it, I guess?

[ivanova]

Just be glad it's not your universe. Too many people I care about have died because of this damned war, and too many will die when it's said and done.

[diana_abel]

Oh. Bite bites.

I really am sorry.

[ivanova]

So am I. [She crossed her arms.] If we survive this war, it'll be by the skin of our teeth and then some. The cost will always be too high.

[diana_abel]

Maybe you should ask for help?

[ivanova]

Believe me, we have and are.

[diana_abel]

Oh. Well. Good luck, then!

[ivanova]

We'll need it. Every last little bit of it.

[dennshar]

That's a little harsh, isn't it?

[ivanova]

Not particularly. I know everything going on at Babylon 5 and now? I know nothing. I don't like the information blackout, Marcus. It makes me irritable.

[holeinmymind]

I don't think anyone would be mad enough to put you anywhere near the Vorlons.

dfahdfkadfl...Sinclair

[ivanova]

Sir. Respectfully, there are people madder than your wildest dreams out there. Anything is possible. [She made a face.]

It's good to see you.

[dennshar]

Well, you haven't used the magic word on your mun, then.

lsdfjk yes :3

[holeinmymind]

I've learned that already, though it's been a while since I've seen anyone familiar. [And he's just grinning at that face.]

And you as well.

[ivanova]

What? Please, thank you, and remember the Babylon 5 mantra?

[dennshar]

Last I checked it was Abracadabra.

<3

[ivanova]

The universe is a strange place, full of all kinds of strange crap. It's always nice when there's a face or two to make it less unfamiliar and more like better days.

[Her brows knit.]

We had good days, right? {Susan can remember at least a few of them that didn't involve one or more things not blowing up.]

[ivanova]

Marcus.

[dennshar]

Did you try it?

[ivanova]

She's not a-- [Susan raises her hands and gives him a look.]

No!

[dennshar]

[She receives A Look in return, with Marcus's usual semi-amusement.]

[ivanova]

[Susan just shakes her head.]

Well, she hasn't done anything stupid. Yet.