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Additional Logs

LOG
Date: 10/30
Time: 9:23 PM
Damien
(he/him)

SUBJECT(S): Mx. Beck Remediis

SECTION: Invincible II Med-Bay

TEXT:

The medic is unconscious and doing well.

As expected, they'd been surprised and somewhat fearful to see me. I didn't linger around for long and dragged them through the wormhole to arrive back here. They'd been holding this tablet at that moment and dropped it upon arriving. Surprisingly it hadn't broken, and I'm still able to access their previous files.

Celine, when she arrived back, did as we planned and put the medic into an unconscious state. They should be in a dream, one she can easily wake them from.

Now it's only a matter of finding that criminal, the one with that... version of him. For so long I thought that heisting maniac with his face and voice was the very man who ruined not only my life and my sister's, but everyone's lives. Apparently not. He would never let someone else be the hero or let the story end after his death. He always has to be the star and ruin the lives of everyone around him.

That criminal with the doppelganger, though, he does not appear to even know of the Actor. And if they truly do want to return to his life in prison then they'll be likely to listen to the plan and cooperate.

It won't take very long to find him and bring them here. I'll have to leave him in order to wake the medic, and then wait for them both to calm down enough that they'll listen to the plan.

No matter. I know how to appeal to others; I used to be a mayor, after all.

This won't take much effort. Before long Celine and I will have that damn Actor in our grasp and finally we'll be able to make him pay for what he did to us.

END OF LOG

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PERSONAL LOG
Author: Dorene L. Whitacre
(she/her)
Invincible II Colonist
Date: 10/31
Time: 8:49 PM

Maybe I was wrong for taking part in this. No, I am wrong for taking part in this.

I know what I asked of Damien. I know what I said and what our goal is. In all honesty I never stopped being angry, and I still want revenge on that Actor for what he did. But maybe the lingering anger and resentment clouded my judgment.

Is it really right of me to risk Beck's life for our cause? And what about that person in prison that Damien had been watching, Elliot? Do they deserve that?

Damien would probably say that I'm growing soft. And I suppose I am. Part of my consciousness is taking the form of an older woman who likes to give others cookies, after all. That would have some kind of effect on me. The other part of my consciousness in this settlement, in Celcionna, has also shown concern for others; although, given that she's one of the crew looking out for her fellow members and the colonists, that's not much of a surprise.

Still. Maybe the softness of this persona has made me... reconsider a few things.

Lord, why did I ever agree to let Damien bring in Beck and Elliot for the plan? If we had just kept searching for him ourselves, we would have been able to find him eventually. The only ones at risk would be the two of us, and it's been so long now that the risk doesn't feel like a concern anymore.

I know he promised that the two of them would be alright. But that was if they cooperated with him. Beck is reasonable, rational. They value their safety. They want to get home.