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[ The feed pops on to show a redhead with a smile on her face as if she's not really sure why she's playing along with people on drugs or something, but is doing it anyway. Sort of amused and wtf at the same time. ]

This is really cute. Sort of like giant Disney World. [ Her smile widens a bit like she's enjoying her own joke. ]

So. The "in between of life, dreaming, and death," is it? Really hope I'm in the life part, death isn't really my thing and I was in the middle of doing something so I hope I'm not dreaming. Do we get a ticket or something here? "Welcome to the In Between, guest number seventy-five! You're part of the Alive Group, have a great stay." [ Clearly joking; funny voice, air quotes, and all. And a tiny bit of an eye roll. She obviously thinks this is ridiculous. ]

I'm Fringe Agent Olivia Dunham so I'm not completely... unfamiliar with this sort of thing. If you don't have Fringe Division here, or don't know you do, we deal with events which are out of the ordinary. I'd say this counts. Of course I don't have a solution for this particular problem, but at least I'm not going to fly into hysterics. [ Actually, the thought of her in hysterics is funny. Olivia gives a small snort of laughter and seems to be about to end her feed when a thought comes up and she visibly straightens and lights up with the question. ]

If this is an alternate universe, do you have coffee? I'll drink almost anything, but I have a Starbucks rewards card.

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[He's perfectly still, to balance her fidgeting.]

I've scanned her. Genetically, she's exactly the same as she was when I first met her here. But [he shrugs, and looks helpless] I have no way to confirm. Clones are generally bad news, where I'm from. Even us, we could have some... programming or whatever.

[ Man this is getting more and more messed up every second. Lincoln is not going to like this. And without Broyles here, it's going to fall on him to make the call on how they should treat Astrid. ]

Has this happened with anyone else? How common is it? And when you said "we're clones" you meant like [ she gestures between the two of them ] we are clones.

People come and go all the time. Some remember being here, some don't. There's no discernible pattern. [Trust him, he's been observant. He sighs.] I'm not sure about us, exactly, since biologically there's no difference. I can't scan people's brains to check if there's anything wrong with them in terms of memory modification.

[YES, HE IS VERY FRUSTRATED.]

Cloning facility: found and destroyed a few months back. I've forwarded that intel to Captain Lee already.

[ Oh my god, she's been dumped into a mess. A huge mess. A disgustingly convoluted mess. Seriously, like are you kidding her, bro. Olivia just looks sort of lineface-y and annoyed. Lincoln is up on this though, so they'll work through it. Somehow.

She tosses her hand out to the side and shrugs her shoulder. ]

So where does that leave us? I mean, do we just not trust anyone?

[ Cause she's done that before, and it sucks. She would really rather not deal with that again if possible. ]

[The only reason he's not mirroring her expression is because he's had time to get used to it.]

Oh, my colleague does that, I don't recommend it. Use trust, with caution.

[Like he's doing now, with her. Astrid is a friend of his and he knows Olivia cares about her too, which is why they're even having this conversation.]

[ The question of why he was sharing this with her if that was the circumstances had crossed her mind. She thinks about his response and then nods, satisfied. ]

That sounds reasonable.

[ She glances down at the map still in her hand. At this point she's thinking about too many things to successfully absorb any more from it, so she holds it out for him. ]

Thanks for letting me look at that.

[He pushes it back towards her, gently.]

Keep it. I can make another. If one of us vanishes at least the intel isn't lost.

[ Oh hell will she keep this. She and Lincoln will pour over it until they have it etched into their brains. Of all the people here... she has to trust Lincoln. She doesn't know what she'd do if she couldn't. ]

Thanks.

[ And the she gestures to the paintings. ]

Yours?

[He looks sheepish.]

Unfortunately, yes.

[ Olivia takes a bit to look over them. She's sure that a profiler would be able to say a lot about him based off of these, but she's no profiler so they just look like art to her. It doesn't escape her attention that the ones further back are darker, and makes a small mental note of it before turning and looking at him with a genuine smile. ]

Why unfortunately? I like them.

[What did you do Liv, he's blushing. He rarely ever gets compliments, and even rarer that they're genuinely meant.]

I've... been out of practice for a while. Job takes up most of my time.

[ Kyle. Kyle. Don't be so cute, okay? ]

Well, I can't wait to see what they look like when you're in practice. [ Points a finger at him. ] And don't go destroying any more of them.

[n o p e he's turned a deep crimson now OLIVIA STOP he's just going to melt into a tiny puddle.]

Moody and temperamental comes with it, I'm afraid.

[ Grin. You, good sir? You are her friend. And she does not let moody and temperamental last for long if she can help it. ]

I take moody and temperamental as a challenge.

[He gives her a look: half-exasperated, half-amused, but all fondness. She's earned her way into his good graces, which he means won't turn her down.]

I'm doomed, aren't I.

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[ This is a common reaction. Lincoln and Charlie have suffered through years of this after all. ]

I like to think of it as being blessed, but I know a few people who might disagree.

Doomed. With a capital D.

[Trying to hold back laughter.]

[ Clasps a hand over her heart like she's been wounded. ]

You make me sound like the harbinger of the apocolypse.

[ There is so much false sadness right now. ]

Well, they do say I'm an angel.

[A beat, and he stifles a chuckle.]

We should stop before this metaphor gets out of hand.

[ Olivia does actually give a small laugh. ]

Yeah, I like baby polar bear better.

[ Joking and teasing with a new friend is all good, but Lincoln is waiting for her and she does pretty desperately want to see him.

She hold up the map he gave her and gives a solid, genuine smile. ]

Thanks again for this. I'd love to hang out longer, but I told Lincoln I'd meet up with him.

No problem.

[He gestures to the door and walks with her until she's there.]

Thanks for coming.

[ He's pretty nice. She figures she'll bother him pretty soon in the future for something useless and fun, not any srs bsns. ~~Haha that plan failed pretty fast.~~ ]

No, thank you for this. It'll be really helpful for us to get situated here. I'll see you around!

[ And with a wave she sets off to her apartment where Lincoln had better be waiting with coffee. ]

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