Max Mayfield (
beyourzoomer) wrote in
quietplace2018-02-24 02:32 pm
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UN: MadMax
Has anyone seen Charlie? He wasn't at the house when I woke up this morning.
[There's grass on the shelves, but there's no other sign of him.]
[There's grass on the shelves, but there's no other sign of him.]

un: klapbak
Anywhere
(Which...sure, wind could have blown the sand around...But Eddie wasn't so sure. It was kind of hard to miss a giant centaur too in general. That and..well.)
He's not been at the greenhouse either.
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Do you think he's gone?
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vanish. I guess most people were sent back home.
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[Like Sora had talked about.]
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@kyouken
What's his job? Maybe went out early and hasn't gotten back yet.
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He works in the greenhouse with Eddie but Eddie hasn't seen him.
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[ At least, he assumed not if Max was asking the others about it. ]
I'm out on Rue Lafayette right now, but he ain't passed by. I can look for him on the way back, at least.
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Okay. Thanks, Majima.
[She's pretty sure he's gone.]
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un: sol
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Did he have any stuff at the house? Like his 'berry... uh, communicator thing or personal items?
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un: fcpresident
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Eleven was here?
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Now you are.
[ And he's not bitter at all. ]
Wait, how much do you know about her?
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Yeah well that's not my fault.
[At the latter question, though, she hesitates. She knows Dustin's already pissed at Lucas for filling her in on everything, and she doesn't want Mike to be pissed at him, too. Then again, Lucas isn't here. She switches the text to private for the rest.]
Lucas filled me in. He pretty much told me everything, I think.
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un: dumpsterhole
which is a shame i wanted to feed him a carrot and sugar cubes
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who am i gonna feed now?
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un: touched | private
So... I should tell you something. I'm psychic. Only a few people know. And I've been trying to reach his mind, but I can't.
[This probably qualifies as the most ridiculous piece of non-fiction he's ever written, buuutt no time like a crisis to admit you have psychic powers that allow you to mentally rub up against people, right?]
un: beyourzoomer | private
So he's probably been sent back then, right?
[After another pause, she adds:]
Why didn't you say anything before?
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Unless something's blocking me from reaching out to him, but not sure what could do that. His phone isn't connected to the network, either. Where could someone that big get to without a trace?
[They're fair questions, the both of them.]
It's tough to work into conversations. You believe me?
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un: upsilon
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[It takes very little time to get from House Ten to Eleven, and Teddy sits patiently at the door when he arrives.]
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