Blood is Running Deep

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Characters: Valdis and closed with some open
Date: October
Location: Throughout Aifaran
Situation: Various
Warnings/Rating: In headers


After a somewhat traumatizing nightmare inflicted by the some aspect of the Dreaming, Valdis spent plenty of time looking over her shoulder. Much as she hated to admit it, her paranoia had increased and she still didn’t know how to deal with what she had seen or what she had almost done. She was lucky Miles had been nearby or she’d have made a mess of the sand. The rest of the month had been slow, though teasing Rutile from the shadows had been beyond entertaining, if unkind. Her meeting with Pepper had given her some direction, but she still had a long way to go.

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"Not every story is false, Miles," Valdis pointed out, though she considered his suggestion. "If you do film, it need to be unclear, shaky, easy to almost dismiss. It needs to be clear enough to sew suspicion and rumor, but not enough to easily pick me out should someone glimpse me by accident."

The more she considered her plan, the riskier it seemed. She didn't know how many might connect the incident in the park to any video footage.

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"Okay. I can do that. I'll put on my night vision and move quickly, Paul Greengrass style." He liked the guy's cinematography, but shakycam seemed like a good idea for this. "I can also stay far back, so when I zoom in it'll still be fuzzy."

He knew how to film properly, which meant that he knew how to film poorly.

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Miles seemed oddly enthusiastic about this, but he had said he disliked cultists, and considering what little she knew, it made sense. Valdis wasn't fond of them either, though for less 'homeworld' reasons and more Konryu reasons.

"Sounds good to me," she replied, "You up for walking the streets with the ghosts?"

The Night Parade was the perfect setting for this ruse.

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Miles had been screwed by cultists back at home and in Konryu, so he was extra angry about them. If it drew out the source of the horrifying ritual on board the Narrakra, they'd done their jobs.

"I've palled around with worse," he said, "and the living are worse than ghosts any day of the week."

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"Only if the ghosts cannot affect the physical world," Valdis smirked, "Yet we have a plan, let us enact it in secret, and swiftly."

How they would distribute the information would have to come later. But hopefully it would work.

"I shall see then at the very least."