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Yo, Diego!

[The voice may be familiar as that one green dinosaur transforming kid he had run into a week or two ago.]

This is Beast Boy. We said we'd follow up if we ever found out anything, and... we did! ...Important things. Call me back or come find me sometime - I live in the first housing block, by the well.

[Once he finally gets to the voice message-- he predates the telephone, cut him some slack-- he's vaguely surprised that he's getting followup at all. He chooses in-person conversations over phone ones, so it's not too long afterwards that he's rapping the back of his fist on Beast Boy's door.]

Beast Boy, right? That was unexpected.

What? Why?

[Beast Boy seems to have been pacing around inside of his common room for no particular reason because the door pops open about two seconds after Diego knocks.]

You think we were just gonna stick with 'oh well who knows' as an answer?

[Actually that would have been the answer he'd have gone with if Nadia hadn't made the breakthrough, but. Hypocrisy aside...]

Sit down anywhere. You want some canned beans?

[...]

Something like that. I'll never doubt you again. I promise.

[He immediately sits down in a corner of the couch like he's posing for a photoshoot; he seems to think this is a perfectly natural way to sit. It's a universe thing.]

Sure. [info AND free food? score.]

...Oh. 'K, one sec.

[That had been partially a joke since canned beans weren't exactly the most delectable of foodstuffs, but he'll walk into the kitchen and come out with one. He'll crack it open with a crab claw.]

...Uh. What are you doing?

[re: weird pose]

Is that cushion too lumpy? I always thought it kinda was.

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[He immediately glances down at the cushion to check what the problem could possibly be.]

...Oh, am I not supposed to sit here? [weird that he told him to sit wherever, but okay... he shifts one cushion over, adopting a much more reasonable sitting position this time.] Nice trick. [with the crab claw. he's a weird kid, but at least he has an interesting ability.]

No, that's...

Uh, never mind.

[.......Vaguely conscious that Diego may or may not be trying to... seduce him? now, Beast Boy will just leave the beans on the table.]

Thanks. ...Anyway, so. Info.

[Door's closed, no one else is in the house.]

Basically, we were right to be suspicious. Jonas and Caroline were fakes; I found this out about ten minutes after we left you - Jason actually called me directly.

[Diego seems totally oblivious to how weird his voguing is, however much Beast Boy may be regretting inviting him into his home; at least it's nothing personal, people from his world just tend to pose for no reason on the regular.]

He's the one who knew Caroline, right? [he instinctively takes a scoop of the beans] I'm guessing she messed up like "Jonas" did with you. Someone didn't do their research?

[Beast Boy could probably use some posing lessons since superheroes could use some good ones, but he might be permanently turned off for life. In any case, he'll nod.]

Sounds like it. Jason and Caroline get along pretty great, apparently. I was ready to say Jonas was definitely just some dude playing pretend after that.

But the actual interesting stuff is what we heard later. I'm, uh... bound to not say how we heard this, but everyone we saw that week - the rebels and the Yao employees... they were just our employees in disguise. Yomiel, Sebastian, Kida, and one other person.

...You're joking.

[that was a surprise, mostly because it's such an elaborately unnecessary con that he can't help but laugh.]

They didn't even bother to put their own people in here? I guess they learned their lesson last time. Did they actually think it would work?

It's so dumb.

[thank you diego]

Soooo dumb. 'Cause the first thing we're gonna do when the 'rebels' turn on us is run to Yao for help and be best friends with them or something. I don't even know. If this is some kinda like, two-layered scam, I don't see what the next part of it is.

This is quite possibly the stupidest thing they've tried.

[he's almost gleeful about it-- if they're stooping to something this pathetic, they must be really desperate.]

No. They can't be that stupid. This has to be to make us underestimate them. We can't have been here for this long if they're really that stupid.

It's like a comedy show. Four people running on and off stage changing costumes constantly.

...Actually, I'd probably watch that show, but that's 'cause it'd be funny, not 'cause it'd be a good idea.

We're not sure if we ought to make a public announcement yet just in case someone actually falls for it and turns to Our Savior Yao or something. ...We might wanna pump for more info first.

[but if Diego wants to mention it to his friends, he won't stop him.]

Someone's going to fall for it. There's too many people who showed up after that French bastard died.

[not that he has any friends to share it with, but he's got a few people to dangle the information at.]

What, did one of them tell you?

...Shoot.

[Darnit new people.]

Can't we just tell them to believe us 'cause we've been here for years and they're dumb?

[Beast Boy: PR Master.]

And, uh. We have a source that has an inside line to a person who knows someone who's in on something. ...You know how this kinda thing goes.

Perfect. [he tilts the can of beans towards Beast Boy in mock toast.] Get on the phone immediately.

[he's taking that as a yes.]

I'm going to assume it's the unnamed fourth employee.

...Er.

[Beast Boy tries to look suitably guilty at being discovered.]

The thing is... they've captured someone.

And I'm not just gonna let 'em cut open a little kid for kicks and giggles. [all personal attachment to Jessica aside.] There's gotta be some way to keep our source and still let everyone know.

Does there? There's only the four of them. Once they find out someone spilled the beans, it won't take much to narrow down who it is.

[meanwhile, Diego shifts into something closer to a normal seating position for a change, leaning forward in thought.]

So they've got a kid as leverage... as a backup for when we figure it out? Or for some other reason?

'Cause they're dicks.

[This is Beast Boy's go-to explanation for most things Yao does, and he hasn't exactly been proven wrong yet.]

I dunno. They just know we all love her and we'd probably do anything to get her back safe. Every time, it's like they just make a beeline to try and murder her or something.

[he laughs briefly; that's one way of putting it.]

It sounds like that's the answer then, isn't it? They know what to do to make as many people hesitate as possible.

[but a little girl... his first thought is the little one that follows Dylas around, the one he calls "Cherry Yuki," but he's seen her running around too recently.]

Which one is it?

Which girl? Jessica. ...Jonas's little sister.

[A slight sigh.]

The one who moved in a few months back because her brother was gone and she wanted to help us.

[he hums in recognition, frowning slightly as he thinks it through.]

And like him, she's a native of this world, isn't she.

...Maybe there's something more to it. Something more than just 'because we care about her.' If they're acting under orders, they might've been told to take her back out.

Or maybe it's random. Maybe trying to get more out of your inside man isn't a bad idea.

['Maybe they're just dicks' is the answer Beast Boy reluctantly keeps himself from saying.]

Yeah.

She's the only one who really gives a crap about us. That's probably all it is. She can get in and out of the barrier and she's got actual ties to the rebels.

[it sounds like there's some possible strategic value here, independent of people being dicks-- if she can get through the barrier and knows the rebels... well, the yao corporation getting their hands on her is probably a bad thing.]

So as long as they have her, you're keeping quiet about the little con they're pulling. Any idea if she's even still in Haven West?

[Beast Boy shakes his head.]

Nah... But I don't think she is. I smelled everywhere, but her trail just... vanished in the explosion.

[A slight pause.]

What do ya think, though? Is it a bad idea to hope people figure it out without spilling everything?

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