Echo | Dollhouse - Multiple choice! (canon point is during s2e7)

[just_echoes]

(A)

You are a client of the Dollhouse and you've chosen Echo to be your own personal... what? Student? Date? Maid? Rocket scientist? All of the above? You choose the "fantasy" and Echo will be it.

(B)

You work FOR the Dollhouse as a handler or one of the oh so kind staff members who work hard to make sure the Actives stay as healthy and content as always. Or maybe you're another Active. Echo is between engagements for the moment but she seems to be acting a little differently than normal. She seems more aware. She's saying things the other Actives don't understand. What do you do?

(C)

Echo enjoyed being free - both mentally and physically. Her mind may be crowded but at least she was aware of it. It was a significant improvement on the wiped state she'd been living in before the changes started. She took a deep breath of fresh air, determined to enjoy one of her last days of peace before they returned to the Dollhouse. They had a lot of work to do but that didn't mean she wasn't going to enjoy life a little.

She stopped at a local florist, leaning down to give the roses a sniff. Smiling, she touched the petals with her fingertips for a moment before straightening to continue down the sidewalk. Unfortunately she'd let herself get so distracted by the flowers that she got careless. When she turned she ran right into someone walking behind her.

She fumbled, trying to hold onto them to keep them both upright. With a laugh she smiled sheepishly, "I'm sorry, I didn't see you there."

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[blithelyamoral]

Topher spent a lot of his time in the dollhouse, well all really. He's generally always watching, given how much time he spent up in his office, lab area and the imprint room. He liked his view from his eyrie he can see the main floor below, he'd spent plenty of time just observing the comings and goings below. This was his version of people watching now. If things were out of place he could spot them. Already the programmer had mentioned about Echo, Victor and Sierra grouping together. Same table for lunch. Little things. It was the little things he was watching for like that. Bison. He recalled that conversation before with Boyd.

Things had changed.

Moved on. He'd grown a little bit more wary. Found himself living with a lot more than he had been. At first he hadn't realised he was doing it. Keeping a closer watch on those three. Ivy had pointed it out. To that he'd been his usual self in dismissing her by giving her a list for restocking the fridge in the corner along with finding out was for lunch that day. He'd done that again to her earlier.

He moved from where he was stood by the window to go climb over the back of the sofa and up the railing to get to his desk picking up the rubix cube on the way that he'd left there. Something he'd solved countless times over but it was just something to keep his hands busy as he checked the computers over, making sure the actives out were still okay. None of the handlers had called in with anything so it was more a distraction than anything. Topher checked there were no messages for him either and peered over the top of the screen again to see who was down there.

Setting the completed cube down he spotted those three again, the scientist wished he could just let them be so he was able to observe them more see what could happen if they were just left. See what would be learned. But Adelle wouldn't let him have that as an option. Too many things to go wrong as much as he hoped she might like to indulge him a little more than she really should. He did consider himself her number one son after all.

Topher stood a little longer watching before he headed down under the idea he would head to Dr Saunders office to go through the files in there for anything noted with other actives.

[just_echoes]

Echo had noticed him watching her - them. She knew it was dangerous for her to spend so much time with Sierra and Victor but she'd hoped that her being with them would help keep them from holding hands as they'd begun to do increasingly frequently lately. She didn't know what Adelle would do if she knew two of her actives were in love but she didn't think she'd want to find out.

She was still trying to work out what was going on. Who she was and how she was going to free everyone in the Dollhouse but she noticed things. Things like Adelle spending less and less time down in the House. Like the handlers watching her like they were afraid of her. Like Topher and his concern for each and every active in the House - even if he wasn't about to admit it, himself.

When she saw him come down the stairs she began moving in his direction. She wasn't sure why but if he was looking for something maybe she could help. Her bare feet padded silently across the hardwood floor as she approached the office. She reached the doorway and stood there for a moment as he moved for Dr. Saunder's files. She smiled pleasantly and tilted her head slightly as she watched him.

"Hello."

[blithelyamoral]

Topher was concentrating on trying to get the files with as little interaction with Dr Saunders as possible which was useful given that she wasn't actually there right then made it a lot easier. Though it didn't given him a reason to relax, she could arrive at any moment. Even if the files were open to him. He was still a little jumpy.

He reached for one of the files just as he pulled it free from the shelf he heard the voice behind him. The file narrowly avoided being thrown into the air and scattered to the floor. Topher pinned it to him, hugging it.

"Jeeze, Echo." Topher tried get his heart rate back to something a little more reasonable. "I'm going to get you a bell." He told her. Though there was a hint of a smile. If it had to be anyone to make him jump he was glad it was her.

"What are you doing in here?"