You better trust that voice in your head that your world is not what it seems [Tues night, Week 11]

[chiseler]

[He had tried to fall asleep early. His conversation with Dorian had left him with some things to think about, not to mention he's still actively trying to plan something in his head to stop Adam from going through with his plan and letting Luke take over. Overall, it's enough to hurt his head and he's not too happy with it.

Of course, he's also not too happy when he's finally managing to doze off and his datapad automatically opens to Furry Passing. He's about to grumble about malfunctioning tech, but then he gets a glimpse at the message-sender.

Perkins?

He sits up suddenly and immediately looks for where Adam might be.]

Uh. Are you seeing this?

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[antietam]

[ Adam is still awake, working at the desk like he's been doing since he decided this would be the week he kills. He's not really writing his plan down, more just trying to predict how the people in the trial will view each piece of evidence, all represented in circles and lines and a code of his own. It's indecipherable, basically.

He's too caught up to pay much attention to the datapad, only glancing over when Luke says something. He stops writing. ] The captain. Trying to do what?

[ He shakes his head and picks up the datapad, expression becoming more pensive. ] There's more. Did you get more?