[text] - forward-dated to November 27th

[bashfulshifter]

Is everyone okay? I went down to the carnival this morning and it wasn't looking very good. Did something happen? Is anyone hurt?

Filtered to midgarhorizon

Can I talk to you about something, in private? I'm sorry for being so abrupt, but it's important.

--Patrick Dawn

Comments

Nov 27th

[midgarhorizon]

[There is no reply this day- Reno is off working and not monitoring the network.]

[Text]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

I'm fine. But

But I think there's something wrong with the park.

[Text]

[bashfulshifter]

Yeah. It's like it's gotten really old all of the sudden--or at least that's how it looked to me. Did something happen last night that I missed?

[Text]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

IDK

Did you

Did you happen to se anything weird in the park today?

[Text]

[bashfulshifter]

...There were a lot of weird things in the park. Should we talk about this in person?

[Read: 'It's not safe to disclose this over the network.']

[Text]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Yeah, that's probably the best move.

On the usual floor?

[Read: Floor 27]

[Text/Action]

[bashfulshifter]

[Interpreted as 'the morgue.']

Sounds good. I'll be there in a little bit.

[As he is, roughly half a hour later by elevator. Interestingly he approaches the landing after several passes of the floors above and below, shifting into a cat at the last minute before making his escape into the morgue proper. The tabby is very cautious, glancing over his shoulder and frequently jumping and hiding at sudden noises and movements around him. He doesn't shift back until he knows, for certain, that Veronica is there with him.]

[Action]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[He's going to have to wait there for about fifteen minutes before Veronica comes walking in, having thought she was stood up or something.]

R-rick?

[bashfulshifter]

[Immediately upon being called the cat perks up and hurries across the room towards her, and about halfway there he shifts into the form Veronica is more familiar with.]

--A-Ah, s-s-sorry--did I k-keep you w-waiting? I didn't m-mean to.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

...W-we k-kind of choose different floors, I t-think.

[She found it sort of funny really, but she shook her head apologetically.]

S-sorry. I w-was waiting in t-the meadow.

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[warriorscribe]

I wish I knew what happened. What worries me most is we haven't heard from Zo on this. It's not like him.

[text]

[bashfulshifter]

...You're right. I hope he's not in trouble. Is there any way we can check?

[text]

[warriorscribe]

No, nothing short of going down there ourselves. Communication with the lower levels is rather limited.

[text]

[bashfulshifter]

True...I guess there's nothing we can do but wait.

...So you've been down to the cafeteria, right?

[text]

[warriorscribe]

I have. It's eerie down there.

[text]

[bashfulshifter]

...Did you happen to see anything...especially weird while you were there?

[He would go into more detail, but Rick gets the distinct impression that he's being watched...this fellow standing behind him has been hanging over his shoulder for an uncomfortable amount of time.]

[text]

[warriorscribe]

If you mean stranger than the place itself, I'm afraid not.

[text - late afternoon]

[ladyliberty]

somthnig happend

[text]

[bashfulshifter]

[Oh dear.]

Are you hurt? Where are you?

[text]

[ladyliberty]

i dont knwo

im inth edorms

[text/action]

[bashfulshifter]

Stay put.

[Here is a terrified blonde man, charging through the halls! He starts on the first floor, as that's where he was, but will move up to the others if Amelia has wandered to them for some reason.]

[action]

[ladyliberty]

[Amelia is on the first floor, so it shouldn't take him very long to find her, still sitting at the terminal. She looks up when she hears him coming.

There's no obvious signs of injury, but she looks a bit shell-shocked.]

Hi.

[bashfulshifter]

A-Amelia?

[He jogs towards her, looking understandably panicked. Moreso than usual, anyway.]

--W-W-What h-happened? W-What's w-wrong?

[ladyliberty]

I don't know. [She screws her face up.] I went down to the carnival, but it was all creepy. And then someone grabbed me and... strapped me down on this table, and I think they were about to cut my wings off. But then I woke up.

[bashfulshifter]

...Oh. [Do you need a hug? Rick might be trying to give you a hug.] I-I-I'm s-so sorry that h-happened...I'm g-glad you're n-not hurt.