"Hey, ah, hey it's Doc. I'm afraid I'm gonna have to cancel... I really didn't want to, but one of my friends has a hardcore problem with me learning to shoot. I don't really understand-- but, pardon the pun, apparently it's somewhat triggering, and I don't want to cause tension. But, yeah, please don't think I'm flaky, and I'd like to-- definitely like to learn... if there's anything else you're willing to share. I mean, nothing top secret or anything, but I'm new at this and I respect what you do."
If you have a chance to come to the Nexus, would you perhaps be willing to talk to some friends of mine about the work I did for you? One of their number is considering similar work, and I think it might put their minds to rest to know someone else has had it done.
If it is not possible for you to speak with them, I understand - you are exceedingly busy right now, after all.
I have described people to the best of my ability. I must note that I have difficulty distinguishing between the various races, as the differences are rarely in the bone. If I saw these people again, I would recognize them, but I doubt that the methods I use would be of any practicality to anyone else.
This represents quite a bit more people than I have seen lately, but my perception of time and space is rather erratic even when I am in my own world.
A question from a young man named Kaito (or possibly his alternate; he was dressed differently than normal, though this is not a reliable metric). You may have met him before - light skinned, possibly Asian, in his late teens or twenties, blue hair, slender build, average height. Normally wearing a scarf, today dressed like a toy soldier and asking about the strangest thing people have done for their carreers.
A fair Caucasian man who appeared to be in his late teens or early twenties, wearing glasses, curly brown hair, average height and slight build, dressed casually in button that would be appropiate for a business-casual situation in standard earth 2009. He was holding a large, old, very dusty book; I could not see the title of it. He asked what it felt to be out of place and added that he was writing a poem.
What appeared to be a prepubescent rodent-girl holding a doll that looked like herself. Caucasian? (her body-fur was midway between peach and tan), green eyes, glasses, shoulder length dark brown hair, and an extremely squeaky, high-pitched voice that reminded me of someone who had inhaled helium. She appeared to be of average build for a human girl of similar apparant age and height; I did not get the impression she was skinny or fat. I am not sure of what kind of rodent she is; she has protrusive, curved front teeth, but no visible tail. She entered speaking to someone not present, and appears to be a newcomer to the Nexus. I am speaking to her, as she appears a bit alarmed and lost.
Animal-like people are not uncommon in the Nexus, though I have the impression that cat-people are more common. Children, too, are not rare.
A text question asking about best Christmases and solicting advice for snowball fights against superpowered relatives.
A fair Caucasian man in his twenties, collar-length brown hair, average height, slight build, dressed as for business in a brown jacket, button down suit and tie, asking how one celebrates the holidays when everything is unraveling.
A pubescent woman appearing to be in her teens, slightly olive or dusky skinned, dark brown hair, wearing a uniform from McDonalds, longish dark brown hair pulled back so that I could not see the exact length, dark eyes. Average height and build. Wore a uniform from McDonalds and a string of glowing lights. Asked what one gets for a guy who has literally nothing.
Two text questions, the first about what keeps you going and the second about who you feel responsible for. The first claimed it was from someone named 'Gloria' and had a very different tone and voice from the second.
Beyond that:
The mistletoe is still up. I have not found any other area-effect LOLs. The anti-violence field does not appear to be in unusual or above-normal motion. I have not had any trouble in traveling to any of the worlds I regularly frequent. I slept in the Nexus last night, and when I woke, my home was covered in what appeared to be snow but turned out to be large, flat, snow-like flakes of sugar. This has never happened before, but does not seem out of character for the Nexus. Someone attached a gigantic poinsettia to the toe of the Giant Red High Heeled Shoe. Last year, I believe, it was a cluster of holly leaves.
Merry Christmas! Thankyou for the stocking and the skull. They are very nice! I know exactly where to keep the skull. I have presents and stuff from you, but will not send them until I am sure it would not cause you trouble for them to appear.
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If you have a chance to come to the Nexus, would you perhaps be willing to talk to some friends of mine about the work I did for you? One of their number is considering similar work, and I think it might put their minds to rest to know someone else has had it done.
If it is not possible for you to speak with them, I understand - you are exceedingly busy right now, after all.
I hope things are going well with you.
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Reporting in. Relocated. Are you out of the Clinic?
A set of coordinates appears on the PINpoint following the message.
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Have PINpoint but communications may be spotty. Availability questionable. Family Matters.(no subject)
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We need to talk. It may be a while.A set of coordinates labeled "Twambley" appear on the PINpoint
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Notice: Reldon unavailable for a few days. Medical. No emergency.Discovery of the reason was inevitable, but there was little point to including more details than he deemed necessary.
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A message flashes onto The Shadow's PINpoint only minutes after he's returned home. It's a voice-mail.
"Shadow-san. Get some sleep. Whatever was troubling you will be there when you wake up. If you need the Anma, you know where to find me."
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No more weird phone calls, or other surprise unpleasantness... ess. No, just "unpleasantness," that's the right word.
Thank you again for all of your help."
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Text - via PIN
I have described people to the best of my ability. I must note that I have difficulty distinguishing between the various races, as the differences are rarely in the bone. If I saw these people again, I would recognize them, but I doubt that the methods I use would be of any practicality to anyone else.
This represents quite a bit more people than I have seen lately, but my perception of time and space is rather erratic even when I am in my own world.
A question from a young man named Kaito (or possibly his alternate; he was dressed differently than normal, though this is not a reliable metric). You may have met him before - light skinned, possibly Asian, in his late teens or twenties, blue hair, slender build, average height. Normally wearing a scarf, today dressed like a toy soldier and asking about the strangest thing people have done for their carreers.
A fair Caucasian man who appeared to be in his late teens or early twenties, wearing glasses, curly brown hair, average height and slight build, dressed casually in button that would be appropiate for a business-casual situation in standard earth 2009. He was holding a large, old, very dusty book; I could not see the title of it. He asked what it felt to be out of place and added that he was writing a poem.
What appeared to be a prepubescent rodent-girl holding a doll that looked like herself. Caucasian? (her body-fur was midway between peach and tan), green eyes, glasses, shoulder length dark brown hair, and an extremely squeaky, high-pitched voice that reminded me of someone who had inhaled helium. She appeared to be of average build for a human girl of similar apparant age and height; I did not get the impression she was skinny or fat. I am not sure of what kind of rodent she is; she has protrusive, curved front teeth, but no visible tail. She entered speaking to someone not present, and appears to be a newcomer to the Nexus. I am speaking to her, as she appears a bit alarmed and lost.
Animal-like people are not uncommon in the Nexus, though I have the impression that cat-people are more common. Children, too, are not rare.
A text question asking about best Christmases and solicting advice for snowball fights against superpowered relatives.
A fair Caucasian man in his twenties, collar-length brown hair, average height, slight build, dressed as for business in a brown jacket, button down suit and tie, asking how one celebrates the holidays when everything is unraveling.
A pubescent woman appearing to be in her teens, slightly olive or dusky skinned, dark brown hair, wearing a uniform from McDonalds, longish dark brown hair pulled back so that I could not see the exact length, dark eyes. Average height and build. Wore a uniform from McDonalds and a string of glowing lights. Asked what one gets for a guy who has literally nothing.
Two text questions, the first about what keeps you going and the second about who you feel responsible for. The first claimed it was from someone named 'Gloria' and had a very different tone and voice from the second.
Beyond that:
The mistletoe is still up. I have not found any other area-effect LOLs. The anti-violence field does not appear to be in unusual or above-normal motion. I have not had any trouble in traveling to any of the worlds I regularly frequent. I slept in the Nexus last night, and when I woke, my home was covered in what appeared to be snow but turned out to be large, flat, snow-like flakes of sugar. This has never happened before, but does not seem out of character for the Nexus. Someone attached a gigantic poinsettia to the toe of the Giant Red High Heeled Shoe. Last year, I believe, it was a cluster of holly leaves.
Merry Christmas! Thankyou for the stocking and the skull. They are very nice! I know exactly where to keep the skull. I have presents and stuff from you, but will not send them until I am sure it would not cause you trouble for them to appear.
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