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This is Hank Anderson, and I recently got my promotion so it's now Det. Hank Anderson. Which is why I wanted to make this announcement.

[Hank still wants to research into the missing people and initiate his vague plan to devalue the iterations. Right now the public see them as a protective force for good. Hank wants the people to see other fucking people as their reliable protective force. That in the many variations of temperaments and personalities and creative resolutions to conflict, they can find their safety.]

I have a case that could use some assistance from some specialized outsiders. If you could come to me and lay out your experience and training, I would like to offer you temporary deputy work in helping solve this case.

Necessary qualifications include:
-Combat against armed opponents
-Negotiation and Interrogation
-Ability to secure an area until CSI arrives (cursory crime scene analysis a bonus)

Due to Dualis's policy on providing payment through credit, if you would want rewards we would have to attach a name to your activities. However if you'd want to work off-record [which is as close to anonymously as he can get] we could come to some sort of arrangement such as donated payment.

I'll be at the cat cafe to conduct interviews 4:00 to 6:00 in the afternoon for the next week. You can show up when it's convenient to talk. Sounds like a fucking weird place for it, yes, it'll make more sense when you're there.

I've also arranged for donated goods to be offered when people come in and might find themselves in a state of disrepair or any nicer version of saying fucked the hell up. New clothes, medical things like crutches for people with chronic conditions, sanitary supplies like soap and toothbrushes, things of that nature. So if you want to donate something to the people coming in there's a donation box in the dormitory's lower entryway and they'll be taken to the temple.

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Like he promises, Hank's waiting around at the cat cafe whenever someone shows up. Usually reading a book, sometimes bored, sometimes deeply into it. Right by his side though? A mammoth green cat, purring and resting her head against his arm. She's twitching her tail to and fro.

Hank is pretty sure he'll be able to tell if someone is bullshitting their credentials and whether they'll do intentional harm with their new role. It's hard to do background checks when different universes are involved, but he thinks he's figured out a way to beat the system without having to use any of the department's lie detectors.

Note: Plotting post here.

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Squall nods, reluctant but understanding. He may not be the best or strongest among so many from different worlds but he shouldn't add to it. (He still will if he's pushed to the edge but that's neither here nor there.)

That information about the blackout just makes him more annoyed. The Heart is going to be done for at this rate. They have to go it on their own.

"Do you know someone who can replicate that iphone?" They can't all use it. Though voice changing is something he'd like to look into.

"That's not a bad idea. I don't think a whole iphone would be easy, but making a device that's just Siri? I think that'd be doable. If we got the parts, which I bet we could... Guess I'll have to troll some secondhand shops."

Or ask someone else to. Someone that knows what the fuck they're doing. Right.

"Dualis is technologically advanced. They probably have something similar. Or parts we can use." As long as they're not tainted by the Head's influence.

He breathes deeply. Ugh. This is a lot.

"Don't get caught." Hank's been their best source of all these information so far. He'd hate to lose him too. Not that he hasn't been paranoid cautious but he's getting way too close to the heart (hah) of it.

"I notice uh... I notice that people who become doubled? They move out of the dorm. If I move out and I don't sit down and talk to you first? Then just... fuckin' never speak to me again, alright?

"Now, if I move out when it's closer to me and you having been here for a year? I'm gonna fuckin' do it 'cause I'm now in a position where I don't want to die." The implication is that, at one point, he genuinely wanted to. "And I think we should both get out and go into hiding if we can't take care of this before month eleven, alright?"

It'll be rough, because commerce depends on digital, trackable currency. They'll have to barter. But it's better than dying or giving up.

He nods, somber, already taking note to check on some people he met before but hasn't seen or heard from recently.

"That's why we need all the resources we can get our hands on while we come up with a better plan."

Not being able to fight his way through things is rather irritating. He clicks his tongue.

".. I'm going to go. Keep me posted."

He needs to think and warn his friends.