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[UNLIKE her… friend? escort? companion? partner-in-crime?, Elizabeth had significantly less-trouble starting the network running. Probably because she paid attention to what was being told to her. What can she say? She picks things up pretty easily. After turning on the PC, she settles down in front of it, looking at it curiously. This is where the feed begins.]

Oh! Hello! You really can see my face! It's like a voxophone and a Kinetoscope all in one!

Right. My name's Elizabeth- I'm looking for a man? He's tall, brown hair, rugged-looking, scowls all the time, like this: [She contorts her face into an exaggerated scowl for a moment, before returning to an easier-to-look-at face.] His name is Booker Dewitt, and if anyone has seen him… Well, I hope he's here. [Did she actually just say that? Yes, yes she did.]

And if he's not? Well, then, hello!

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With him? Oh! No, no no no, he's not- we're not- no. Booker's old.

[He was handsome, she supposed, in the thuggish way. But he was also the first man she'd ever really seen.]

No. If, when I came here, I opened a Tear. If I created another reality where I'd be safe... Then it is my fault.

...Can't be you.

[Sei exhales, and closes his eyes.]

This reality wasn't created. It brought you here. Brought us all here. And, apparently, forces some of us to play nice by it's rules.

[A beat.]

Old? Old isn't usually the problem with men still robust enough to rescue teenagers instead of breaking their hips.

...Are you sure? People's minds try to make adjustments to new memories, new universes. I've seen it first hand- you haven't had any nosebleeds, have you?

[Huh?]

He's not that old. Just... I don't know, in his 30s? Forties?

No. Haven't been able to just open my way out--and you couldn't create a world with me in it, I'm pretty sure you'd be the one bleeding from the face.

[No, he's not going to explain that.]

Forties...? Goodness, and that scowl you made...[Sei imitates it back and...does a good job at imitating a scowling brooding asshole for some reason.]...I was joking before, but a man like that might actually be popular in some circles.

... What?

[She raises an eyebrow. Okay, that was a good job of the brooding scowl.] Really? Booker? He's... I don't know. Not easy to get along with.

It's complicated. Have you tried making a Tear out of here? If I'm guessing right, you shouldn't be able to leave.

[He shakes his head, and laughs quietly.] It's not the kind of popularity that'd actually require enjoying his company...Ah. Nevermind. Honestly, it's not important.

No, I haven't. Because, honestly, I'd rather be here than where I came from. [Anything was better than being a human experiment.] I don't really want to advertise what I can do, either.

...Tell me.

Oh, I can't argue with that sentiment, believe me. But I'm betting you can't open the way out any more than I can here.

[If she catches the implication he can do something he thinks is similar, Sei doesn't particularly care, because he chuckles.]

I don't think you really want to know what I'm getting at about someone so old.

Wait. You can open Tears, too? Is- is that what you're saying? And how did you know-? I don't- [Huh. This is really really weird.]

Tell me.

It's probably not the same, and it's a bit...complicated and requires a bit of faith in magic.

Not exactly network conversation, you understand? [He's not getting into the specifics here.]

...Honey, I'm implying he'd be popular with bored rich ladies who like to fantasize about scenarios out of terrible pulp novels, right up until he spoke to anyone.

Magic? [Okay, at this point she's willing to believe everything, but she lived in a city that floated thanks to science!, so there's got to be a rational explanation for everything.] Of course. I understand. I won't press. But I'd like to know.

[Wait. Woah.] Like- Oh that's-- Not something I'd like to think about. [Ew. Booker getting hot and heavy with the ladies. I mean, okay, he's a handsome guy, and she recognized that people recognized that on Columbia- right before they started shooting- but... no thanks.]

If you're that curious, I can answer, but I'd rather do it in person. If you've found that friend of yours, bring him along too, if you wish. [Now it's on her. Now it's not his problem if she doesn't like what he tells her. Sei shrugs, and then snickers at her reaction to Booker's, ah, desireability.]

I did say it wasn't important.

In person, then. We'll have to find a time. It'd be easier if it was whenever you were ready.

[She grimaces again.] I should have listened.

I have work in the evenings, but I'm not otherwise preoccupied during the day...I'm in Water 2-C. Best not to bother with a cafe for such things.

[He'll chuckle.] Ah, you live and you learn.

Alright. I'll remember that. Water 2-C. Home to... I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name.

Sei.

[A beat.] It might--might read Seiryuu Wakahisa on the plate, but it's Sei.

[HE WANTS TO BE VERY CLEAR ON THIS POINT, ELIZABETH.]

Alright, Sei. I'll find you.

I look forward to it, Miss Elizabeth.

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