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[ Here is a blonde teenager, her hair in a loose ponytail, and her blue eyes curious. She's settled a bit, so. Here she is again. ]

Hey, guys!

First, I want to apologize for my previous post. I promise, I've now learned about the use the inboxes, and it won't happen again. Anyway! My name's Cassie, and I have a question. Sadly, it's probably not a very. important. question that might help resolve the situation, here, just something I'm curious about.

I know people here come from different times... I mean, people who know each other and come from the same world. So, that means that some of us come from other people's futures.

If a friend - or enemy, I suppose - comes in, would you want them to tell you what your future holds? What happens to you or your friends?

Or would you rather let it be?

I mean, not like - going to the Emperor to be shown. Just - being told. By friends.

I hope it makes sense?

[ She gives a wave and then ... sits back a bit, the good cheer easing up. ]

Oh, and I've heard about the people who've suddenly gone. I'm sorry to everyone missing people, um. I hope they turn up all right.

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[Cassie's breath just. Catches in her throat. She chose her death, too, in a way - in the spur of the moment, trying to kill Doom - and much earlier, taking on heroing when Uncle Tony was begging her not to.]

[But hearing it from somebody else just makes her chest tight and close and. How can she deal with that? Or the hopelessness?]

[She swallows thickly, then manages a soft question.]

Then... how about here? How is being here treating you?

My life here? [She laughs, looking down.] It was beautiful! I have friends, a home, warmth, food and money! And my little brother. But he is gone now, and so, seems, to be that happiness I had clung to.

I knew the happiness would end.

... oh my god, I'm sorry, I didn't know. Are you...

... Hey, if you're going out for food or clothes or something, and you want company, you can always give me a call? I think it should be good to hang out with somebody, right?

[Sorry for the slang, Eponine. But Cassie will try not to let you feel too alone...?]

[It's okay. She can use context clues.]

Hang out? Oh- of course, Cassie. That would be wonderful. I would much appreciate the company.

But rest assured, you have nothing to be sorry for.

[Awesome!]

Yes? Great. Um. Which sector are you in? That's the first question to ask around here, isn't it?

And what do you usually do with your day, here?

I go with time and place. But I'm in the Wood sector. [It only made sense to her, given how poor she was back home to be in the same sort of area.]

I wander and explore. I've been told to write a resumé to get a job, but I have nothing to put on it. So there is that.

I do try to spend time with the friends I have, but if there is not that, then I am drinking.

Sorry, I'm still kinda new, here. 'Place' needs to be broken down, a little bit, for me.

... you know, we can look around for possible jobs, too. And then come up with something for resumés. But I'll probably not be joining you for drinking. My dad would flip.

I am as well. But I am learning people are from different places here. And times. I'm from Paris, in 1832.

That would be kind of you, thank you. [She raises an eyebrow.] Your father is here with you? Strange! Mine was the one to encourage it.

... right. New York, 2011. You the kind of person who'd like to learn about the future, or not so much?

And I'd love to do it! And, yeah, my dad's here! It's... I've missed him. Anyway. I think the drinking thing might be because of the times? Medicine discovers more and more of how alcohol affects young people, so there's legislation to keep kids from drinking. In my country, that's all up until one turns twenty-one.

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