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"I'm busy. Leave a message and go."

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texts; throughout all of august 125.

[recitations]

tried calling, your voicemail is off.

[recitations]

we plan to meet at 20:00 on the 12th. half light motel fourth floor, east corner.

( night of the 12th )

[recitations]

dinner tomorrow at 19:30. possibly 20:00 if alphinaud's shift requires it.

sent just before 20:00

[baddragoon]

Open your window.

next day

[recitations]

are these edible?

[ The day after that, if he doesn't answer. ]

could be better.

[recitations]

heading to a reported diffusion zone tomorrow; is that where the bug carcass came from? [ Is she expecting the question to be answered? No. ]

sent 3 days later

[baddragoon]

Yes.

they didn't have this feature back then but for the bit

[recitations]

( ✓ Read. )

sometime in late august

[sanguineus]

The carcass sold for basically nothing. I'm keeping the remaining joolies as an inconvenience fee in arguing with that wretched man. I'm sure you understand.

early september

[sanguineus]

Are you heading out of the city this week? There's word of a new diffusion zone that's some sort of magnificent estate! It's a perfect opportunity to do a bit of shopping.

[sanguineus]

Hello?

Estinien?

[sanguineus]

I realize I should have spelled it out:

I want YOU to drive ME out to the DIFFUSION ZONE. Yes, you can keep something for yourself for your time.

mid-september

[sanguineus]

I'm bored.

Let's start a fight.

[baddragoon]

Who are we fighting?

[sanguineus]

Does it matter?

some vauge time in october

[argumentiste]

[ There are some day when Alisaie borrows the van and sets out on her own into the diffusion zones that she wonders what her parents would think. Were the twins' parents here, they would likely object to Alisaie wandering off on her own in a world that has proven time and again to be nothing like Eorzea.

Then again, they had had their own share of concerns when she and Alphinaud had set out - but thinking about it too long and hard tends to send her down a rabbit hole of guilt which she'd much rather avoid if at all possible. So any time that thought niggling thought tempts her she's quick to quash it.

Besides, she tells herself, it isn't as if she's embarking out without telling anyone. Alphinaud at the very least is aware of the quadrant she intends to travel and that, is probably more than enough peace of mind for every one of the Scions that may wonder at her absences between her myriad of part time jobs.

And with that in her head, she sets off again. There's no particular destination which is how she manages to stumble, by pure happenstance, into the strange traveling cart. Pulled by her curiosity she pulls over - only to realize that there's another car who's done the same. It only becomes apparent who the owner of the car is as they draw nearer to the cart, intersecting in their paths. ]

Oh. It's you. [ Based on tone alone you'd think she were speaking to Emet-Selch of all people. But just like with that man, she's choosing to play nice here. For Alphinaud's sake. ] Alphinaud was wondering where you'd gone off to.

[baddragoon]

[ It becomes eminently clear just why he hasn't been around as, after he lowers the kickstand for his bike, he dismounts and a long somewhat reptilian-looking tail covered in sharp spikes unfurls behind him. Shifts, agitated, against the ground. And Estinien, for once, looks somewhat caught out, like it never occurred to him that others might want to leave the city as well. ]

Ah. Alisaie.

[ A pause, as he considers the merits of this next action, but unlike any other, he cannot just brush her aside. This is Alphinaud's sister, after all. ]

I'd not expected to see you out of the city. What brings you here?

[argumentiste]

[ It's impossible to miss the tail. She'd have to be so unbelievably obtuse as to not. Since she was raised to behave with some level of decorum however, she pointedly doesn't bring it up immediately. ]

Exploring. I've been making an attempt to map the diffusion zones as they appear to perhaps provide a repository of sorts in case they should reappear again at a later date.

[ The explanation sounds vaguely academic but there's nothing that can be done about that. ]

You're here because... [ At this she makes no attempt to hide how her gaze trails to the spiky appendage that definitely wasn't there the last time she'd encountered him. ] of that?

mid-october

[sanguineus]

I have a business proposition for you. And do not leave me on "read" again.

same day but only just about

[baddragoon]

What is it?

he'll consider this a win

[sanguineus]

I want you to put that spear and all those rippling muscles of yours to good use. I'm sure you've been to the Dome?

April, after the backout

[soul_sight]

Do you know where I could go to procure a weapon?

1/2: 3 days later because that's just How He Is

[baddragoon]

There is a weapons smith in town, however 'tis an expensive endeavour and I do not believe he specialises in bows. We might take our chances out in the Fringes but nothing is for certain there.

[baddragoon]

Did something happen?

[soul_sight]

nothing serious. [ Don’t tell Emet he’s downplaying this. ]

A small run in with some raiders and my magic failed me. Would have been good to have a backup.