Nobody was not the kind of person to act on emotion, least of all paranoia.
The seventeen different messages she had left at various people's inboxes were thus entirely logical choices.
Katra had been missing for weeks, and she couldn't track her. Initial attempts proved useless. Her mind was absent, no doubt meaning she was being contained somewhere that had the capacity to block telepathic communication. Of various kinds, as well.
Her body was similarly impossible to find. But the soul, that was present in some form. She felt traces around the city, and a stronger portion was much further away.
"Does anyone have any idea who could have taken her?" Nobody asked the monitor, upon which several faces were displayed. The Realm Defence Squad - or RDS for short - as well as a few other allies of hers. Most had nothing, but one voice spoke up.
"I think I do." A disturbingly familiar voice said, and Nobody fought the urge to shiver. Maintaining composure was usually easy for her, but around duplicates it became a smidge more tense.
There had been incidents in the past, after all.
"Don't keep me in suspense, Nao. What is it?" Her voice remained calm, firm and with only thr barest hint of frustration in it. Said frustration wasn't even her own. Oira had been restless since the situation became clear.
"I think it might be Mythos, ma'am."
She was a being of logic. Collected focus. Not blind emotion. Never impulse, especially one that would be unhelpful to the mission.
The shriek she let out, one pounding and bursting with untold years of rage and fear and God knows what else was therefore a critical act for the mission.
As was the accompanying shattered glass, table smashed by a purely logical fist and sense of anxiety that pooled off of her and spread throughout the mansion. Possibly even into the island.
"WHERE DID YOU HEAR THAT NAME?!" A voice emerged from her face against her will. Not her own, she was fighting to bring that back. "THEY'RE DEAD, THEY HAVE TO BE! AFTER WHAT THEY DID I KILLED THEM, I MADE THEM SUFFER, WE WERE SAFE, WE-!"
Her face finally managed to go back to the usual question mark visage, though her body sagged at the effort. Holding Oira back right now seemed to be...exhausting.
"Apologies." She managed. "But, are you certain? This is a sensitive subject." The image of Nao on the screen nodded, clearly shaken but doing her best not to show it.
"Y-yes, ma'am." She said, the smallest stutter betraying her otherwise calm face. "Delgra-"
"Stick to codenames on business calls, Nao."
"Sorry." Her grey skin flushed red for a moment. "DragonGal and I found records of the organisation in the library terminal. Something seemed off about them, so we began investigating."
"I can confirm." DragonGal nodded, her arms crossed and expression harsh yet steady. It was no secret that she had something against Nobody, though recently things had been worse than usual. When it became clear her return didn't mean Nao would be leaving any time soon, she started to relax, but whenever the two interacted there was something weighing on her.
Nobody didn't mind. Distrusting her was practically encouraged as far as she cared.
"What did you find?" Nobody asked, gently massaging her head in a fruitless attempt to calm the migraine Oira was inducing. Veldra was silent as usual, but Nobody could feel a sense of concern radiating off of it. Something that had been otherwise unheard of.
"An entity we refer to as 'Echo'." DragonGal continued. Images were displayed - some kind of skeletal creature with a burning green flame instead of a head, with bits of code engraved on otherwise black bones. "I've been tracking it, and in the process we ran into some active facilities."
"I trust you had good reason for not informing us-" Nobody sighed and rephrased. "Not informing me?"
"The entity mentioned you." Nao said. "They seemed strangely aware of you, leading us to suspect it had some ability to interfere with our data and communications. The fact that we found it whilst analysing our computer files supported this, so we didn't risk communication."
Damn her, that was a good reason. Nobody bit back her anger - it wouldn't help the mission, she reminded herself. Yelling and hitting things wouldn't help Katra.
"Given how urgent this situation is, we figured it was best to consider all options." DragonGal said, with the slightest hint of smugness, like she could see Nobody's discomfort and enjoyed it. "Based on what we know of Mythos's MO, they seem like plausible culprits. The girl's alive, but out of reach to any means besides direct soul tracking. Smells like a trap."
"Katra." Another voice, one that had been otherwise silent throughout the call, chimed in. "Her name is Katra."
Nobody had never been quite so appreciative of Solara's voice, and her willingness to cooperate when lived were in danger.
"Right." DragonGal rolled her eyes. "So, Katra's being held in such a way as to almost lead us to her. Given what you told us about her, her divine-ish nature makes her Mythos's ideal target. And based on your reactions..."
"They're trying to make you angry and get you to storm off for her." Solara realised. DragonGal made a dinging sound with her mouth. "Nobody, listen-"
"You go, Solara." Nobody said patiently. "Take Nao with you, you'll need someone who can trace souls. If you're right, and this is meant as a trap for me, I can't go."
"LIKE HELL YOU CAN'T! WE HAVE TO!"
They all ignored Oira, something Nobody was sure she would regret later.
"You two are the most powerful people I can count on for this." She continued. "Plus, you're far better with people than I am. If Katra is in a dire state, you're better to aid her."
"I..." Solara trailed off for a moment. Nao was quick to pick up on her apparent nerves.
"Don't worry, I'm willing and able to cooperate." She said with a patient smile. "Together, we shouldn't have any problems."
"I-I guess..." Solara said, uncharacteristically quietly. She almost seemed scared. She shook her head for a moment, seeming to dismiss the emotion. "No, you're right. A young woman is in danger, we need to act fast. I'll do it."
"Excellent." Nobody said, breathing a quiet sigh of relief. "DragonGal, I want you and BugBoy on the Echo investigation. Find that thing and figure out everything you can about it."
"What about Lord Terronus?" BugBoy asked. The boy was remarkably patient for his age, a mere 15 years. He knew better than to interrupt before he was addressed and seemed to harbour no dislike of her that she could see.
"He'll be on perimeter duty." She said. "There was a disturbance near Zen's home recently anyway, not uncommon but worth checking regardless. The rest of you, dismissed." She waved a hand, closing the holographic screen and ending the call.
"Really! I thought you were thrilled." Nobody groaned sarcastically. She collapsed herself into one of the many lavish chairs strewn around the house. "Care to explain what all that was about?"
"You...you don't remember?"
"Bits and pieces." Nobody said. "Something about a lab, the button, tests, protecting someone - you and Veldra, I'd assume - but the details are frustratingly fuzzy."
"I only see the past feelings." Veldra finally spoke up. "Rage. Fear. Confusion. Desire, then hatred."
"I-I'll try to explain..." Oira stammered. Nobody nodded patiently, accepting that for the moment there was little else thar she could do but listen to her companion's story.
Every word made her more and more concerned for Katra.
But she was not of emotion. She was of reason.
So she clutched the armrests with perfectly logical tension.