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[candor1]

Fulcrum; go
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[OOC—update: Just specify in subject line which game!]

Comments

3/3 audio

[reexamined]

[When Kay responds, and it's certainly from his own communicator, but the sound of his voice doesn't have the metallic reverb to it. It sounds a little wet, even, like he's had something caught in his throat and only just cleared it before he turned on the audio feed. Which might be a few tip-offs: wet, throat, non-metallic. Organic.]

Thank you, Cassian.

[ -> audio ]

[candor1]

[A long, long pause.

The response, at last—also switching to voice—isn't panicked or shocked or confused or queasy or whatever other awful thing it could have been.

It's the Cassian only Kay can bring out, at good moments. He sounds mischievous.]

Well. See. Now you've made me want to test if I could pick you out of a crowd.


[(He could with Kay in mech form amid other KXs. If all powered down, he'd have to rely on physical discrepancies—certain scuffs and repairs. In behavior and personality: while walking was easiest; if standing mostly still, he could tell by the Kay's oculars. Where not-jailbroken units would stare fixedly at one focus at a time, Kay's would be in motion, constantly questioning the universe around him.)]

[reexamined]

[At first he doesn't know what to say to that- less because he doesn't want to play Cassian's game (he does), and more because one of the very reasons he'd kept this identity a secret is just so Cassian couldn't ID him. Almost as... a security measure. If Cassian didn't know who he was, then it would mean no one else would- it would mean he could navigate a situation that might require the physical identity of someone completely unrecognizable.

(But was that discrediting Cassian's ability to act like he's never seen him before, if he did know?)

He knows, however, as a droid that he was easily picked out of a crowd of other KX units. His words would give him away, as would his movements, and if all else failed, Cassian knew where he had rings of rust and chipped paint.]

It's harder to calculate cost-benefits in this form. I have to actually concentrate.

[This does sound like it could be a good test of his own observation and ability to duplicate human behavior skills. The one who knows him best might even be able to pick out his stride, as a human. If that's true, then there isn't even a point in hiding who he is- Cassian would just know.]

Fine. If you win, then you'll get to see my awful human form.

[candor1]

That's reassuring, in a way.

[Cassian's openly smiling; Kay would be able to tell just from tone of voice.]

Thanks, Kay. I needed something to focus on. This is a good one.

[reexamined]

Would a mall be too overwhelming right now? Or would you prefer an outdoor space?

[candor1]

[All else being equal, he'd always rather be outdoors; but right now—]

I'd prefer the optimal experiment. Your choice.

[reexamined]

A mall would have more individuals, and would be more difficult, which I think I'd prefer.

De Chima plaza, by the large fountain on first floor. I'll stay within a 20 meter diameter of it. Within the next two hours?

[candor1]

Confirmed.