Nexon Estate
Chelsea R. Nexon's home.
Chelsea R. Nexon's home.
Several hours after Chelsea and Anne
As always the estate that passed several hands was eerily empty. Only a handful of servants ever were present and they were scattered throughout the complex. First built by Chelsea's father, Matthias Nexon when he first relocated to the United States from Germany. Then granted to Chelsea's aunt who ended up caring for the girl as a nanny once her mother Ryoko passed. Now with even her gone. It had been Chelsea's home. The girl didn't really know what to do with it though. So it became what it is. An empty shell used to entertain guests and protect the Nexon from those who might want to harm her for meddling in a certain affair...
The way things had been going financially though, especially after the
Of course, all of that was unimportant when you had a suspicious individual like Anne to deal with.

"Water? I do have other beverages but I don't drink them. They are somewhere and it's not worth the time to go looking for them. It's not that I don't remember which kitchen I left them in... Also, I don't allow alcohol consumption on the premises. It's bad enough dealing with that during corporate events."
Chelsea closed the refrigerator that literally held rows upon rows of spring water bottles. Before heading to the place Anne was left. She had gotten changed to her casual home attire which was probably still considered formal to most people. A man watched over Anne from the door in a stereotypical secret service pose. That door would eventually lead back to the foyer and freedom for the anarchist. He didn't look ready to move.
Chelsea

"...*sigh*. Now that we are alone. You'll notice I don't have much help. I don't need help. I take care of myself. Considering your situation... if it's a real thing. I would advise you to do the same."
She held a laptop near her. and opened it as she continued. On it was a saved wallpaper from the :Summerfest
... that she quickly covered up by opening a page. The list then appeared on the screen... it was longer than ever. the list of the people found dead playing IT. Every time she looked at it, Chelsea felt her failures grow. She saw she had a message from Hitomi but ignored it for now. She was the only link to Nexus Chelsea had anymore though so she kept the old acquaintance as a contact.

"I want to know first if what we are both concerned about, is the same. So tell me, why were you at MetaWorlds exactly? Tell me more about who you think is after you?"
Somehow Chelsea knew this would just be a waste of time. This wasn't to help at all... but she took every lead she could. The disappointed look already forming on her face would give her away if around someone who knew her well enough. Thankfully, she ensured that everyone only saw a different version of expressionless or annoyance and left it at that.
@Anne Archy
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