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The door opens, and a buzzing of electricity can be heard before Helena falls through, surrounded for a bare moment by dissipating blue lightning.

A couple seconds later, Joshua runs in, shutting the door behind him, before kneeling down next to her. "Shit. Helena... I'm so sorry...."

A couple minutes pass before Helena sits up. "Would you stop worrying, Joshua? I've had worse. You're as bad as Wooley was. Gave him the thing to test, and he was all 'well, I can't shoot you! You're a woman!'"

Joshua laughs, and sighs. "I really need some lessons on that thing."

"Yes, darling, you sincerely do."

He helps Helena up. "I think it's time for a drink."

[ooc: Two characters! Tag either Helena or Joshua or both! Also, feel free to just react, if you want. Teslas are weiiird.]

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"I thank you, darling. He is missed." Helena just shrugs.

Autor nods at their shrugs--first Helena's and then Joshua's. "The 'organization' sounds huge," he says. "The Artifacts sound incredibly dangerous, so I doubt it's public?"

"It's actually not that large of an organization. We have less than a score of people who work with us, both in a supervisory and more... active capacity." Joshua sounds a bit more official as he describes it. "No one knows about us, or about Artifacts, frankly, unless they're a part of our Organization. Sure our Warehouse is huge, but not the organization."

Helena just takes a sip of the drink she ordered and nods.

"'Active' being going to get the things?" Autor guesses, not even remotely official. "I assume your security is watertight. It's good that the organization is small, but still."

"Water-tight, air-tight, and electronic-tight." Claudia is good. "We have firewalls on our firewalls. Basically, it's almost impossible to get in unless she wants you in."

Helena raises an eyebrow at Joshua, but remains silent.

"And yes. We have, at the moment, four agents who find and return Artifacts that are causing trouble in the world."

Autor glances at Helena and takes a sip of his tea. "Almost impossible still means possible," he says. "I assume you're a member of the supervisory squad, Joshua, given that you're to study the Artifacts?"

And because you can't shoot with a damn yet.

"Yes, I am." Joshua raises an eyebrow. "And almost impossible means just that. Nothing in our world is completely impossible, there is always some opening, but you would have to get through one hell of a lot to actually find us and get in."

"Besides, darling..." Helena chimes in. "If anyone did get in, they would not be met with a welcoming committee. Anyone who got in would likely not get out before they were caught."

"I imagine the knowledge and use of other Artifacts not yet secured by you would make that easier," he says, shrugging.

"It could. You'd have to find us first, though." Joshua crosses his arms across his chest. It's almost reminiscent of a peeved pharaoh. "And, frankly, you'd have to be in the same universe to do it."

He's careful with the door, Claudia's careful with the door, and if Pete ever finds his way in, Joshua is going to give him a lecture about closing the damn door.

"I find it interesting that you retreat behind the safety of the second person, when your descriptions before were replete with wes and Is," Autor says mildly, cupping his chin in his hand. "It's almost as if you're accusing me of plotting to steal things from you."

"I really doubt he's accusing you of anything, darling." Helena puts a hand on Joshua's arm.

"I was just noting the change in your conversation, from what I did, and what I work with to how one would get in. I hardly have a need to sneak into my own Warehouse." Joshua takes a deep breath. "Helena's right. I'm not accusing anyone of anything. I was just noting the change in your questioning."

Autor takes in Joshua's frown and folded arms, and smiles. "No, of course not," he says, and sips his tea. "So, Helena, I assume you are from the same world as Joshua, then? Did you two meet in the bar? Or do you all age over centuries rather than decades? I'm trying to account for the time difference."

Joshua snorts, which elicits a sharp look from Helena.

"We met at home. It is a long story, and one which is best not told at this moment." She pauses. "Let us leave it as we both have spent some time out of time."

"Ah," Autor murmurs, and sets his cup down on its saucer with a muted clink. "Obviously I'm intrigued"--for more personal reasons than one might think--"but that does sound painful. You'll have to forgive the inquiry."

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