>>35505974
"How have you been?" Veronika says in a soft tone that seems unfitting.
"Somewhat fine until you separated us. My head feels really damn weird, like a screaming jellyfish if that makes any sense."
"And Thomo-"
"Dead. If not, he is." Rodney's bored, uncaring and unfocused eyes don't match his tone of voice.
"Who is Thomo?" You ask, Veronika wincing at your loud distorted TV show-demon voice.
"Change your voice damn it, and yes you can do that!"

Change voice to...
[ ]Demonic-like it currently is, just quieter.
[ ]Robot/AI-like.
[ ]Whispering male.
[ ]Random, tone and voice changes every sentence.
[ ]Rodney's.
[ ]Veronika's.
[ ]Thomo's.
[ ](Insert here)
While they talk...
[ ]Look for a mirror.
[ ]Search through Veronika's "living corner" of the warehouse.
[ ]Ask about (insert here)

>>35505974
Honestly, I only half-payed attention to this when it first came up, looking at it now it seems actually rather interesting. I think I should go through the archives and check out what it actually is, since I'm really unsure as to what's going on.

>>35506011
>[ ]The voice of that newscaster from the news show we watched back in our apartment.

While they talk
>[ ]Look for a mirror.

>>35506011
>[ ]Whispering male.
[ ]Look for a mirror.

[x]The voice of that newscaster from the news show we watched back in our apartment.
[x]Whispering male.
[x]Look for a mirror.

You decide to swap between two voices as desired.
"Voice changed." Rodney lets out another chuckle while Veronika looks irritated.
"I hate you..." Not a fan of the newscaster apparently.
"Probably loves you too." They've ignored your question about Thomo and continued talking.

You move on over to Veronika's corner, ignoring the details and searching for a mirror. You want to know exactly what you look like.
"That news bitch is really annoying, never keeps her own views straight and changes her opinion like she changes her shitty outfits. I swear they've fired at least twice already. She keeps showing up as a guest on shows I watch too."
Rodney doesn't respond, simply listening as Veronika vents.
You eventually find a mirror on a desk.
You look at yourself and see...
Floating human heads, dozens of them. Mostly male, some female. More than a few have scars or wounds. In the reflection you aren't visible but they are all staring at where you would be, some circling around. One vomits blood onto your leg, you can feel it on you.
In startled reaction your mouth emits a series of loud clicks as you move back.
You hear the familiar crack of a gunshot and something move through your "body" in a half-second before the mirror is shattered.
"You saw it?" Rodney tonelessly asks Veronika.
"Yeah, I'd love to know what the fucking hell that was!" Veronika shouts.
"Don't know. Ask Suko for another mirror, she keeps a bunch."
Veronika doesn't reply. You turn to see Rodney holstering a pistol.
"I don't remember taking that pistol with me." You say with a different voice, that of a rather-dark sounding whispering male.
"Don't remember you picking up the voice of a serial killer. One that lived before the Cryptid Wars." Rodney matches your tone.

Hmm...
[ ]Search through Veronika's stuff.
[ ]Ask about...(insert option)
[ ]Maybe you should just leave early.

>>35508392
"Neither do I"

>>35508392
[ ]Search through Veronika's stuff.

>>35508392
[ ]Ask about...how long have I been with you, Rodney?

[x]Search through Veronika's stuff.
[x]Ask about...how long have I been with you, Rodney?
"Neither do I."
"Strange."
After a couple moments of silence you ask a question.
"...How long have I been with you, Rodney?"
"Four years. I'm not your first Prime in Able Squad and I won't be the last. I volunteered for a rather vague application one day, though it made clear that I'd be controlled by something."
A few silent moments later you look back at Veronika's corner.
Carpeted and well-lit unlike the rest of the warehouse. Not one or two, but three beds against the walls, the third with metallic slots presumably for her legs to fit into. Probably not very comfortable.
Two desks, one with the mirror Rodney shot and some tools and the other, between the second and third bed, has a couple folders and an open journal next to a laptop. By that desk is a couple lockers and a large cabinets.
To the left of the couch Rodney's sitting is a table on which a smaller than average-sized TV faces upwards. Looking to where it faces shows...a fourth, upside-down bed attached to a rafter.
You look back to the rest of the corner again, feeling an almost instinctual desire overcoming you...
"I uh see...
"So yeah, Shizi always gets on my damned nerves. Getting sick of her SHIT, the fuck are you doing Nomad?"

Apparently with a tiny bit of focus you can manipulate physical objects. You've begun practicing with Veronika's belongings, crawling up the cabinet and opening the drawers one by one. You take care not to damage anything.
"You have a complete lack of lower underwear." You factually state in the voice of the newscaster before scurrying over to the desk with the journal. Rodney stays silent while Veronika blurts out insult after expletive.
Carefully as you can, you use your legs to turn the pages. It's full of rants and illustrations of people being killed. Nothing extremely sadistic, just a bisection here and a skull crushed with a brick there...
"Getting into people's heads isn't enough for you jackass?" A pair of hands pulls the journal away.
"Looking through other's people possessions is a sacred past-time of all soldiers, Veronika." Rodney sarcastically remarks.

"Some'd argue that privacy is sacred. Not sure if this little mind-controlling bastard cares."
Closed journal in hand, Veronika moves back to where she was, glaring at you.
You've seen enough for now, plus her laptop's password locked. A certain hacker-witch might be able to help at another time.

She might be getting a little tired of you anyway.
[ ]Ask about...(insert option)
[ ]Leave

>>35511657
>[ ]Leave

>>35511657
since mirrors don't work, and apparently others see us different than we see ourselves, we should ask someone to illustrate us.

>>35511657
apologize to veronica for going through her stuff, say you were only teasing. hugs, and goodbuy for now.