Musings

I've typed this message out several times and deleted it every time. Thought I might as well just go with it before I permanently ruin my delete key.

I just wanted to apologise for all that happened. I realise that I should have been forward about what had happened, and I am sincerely sorry for whatever complications I caused between yourself and Preston. It is my hope that you and he have spoken and reconciled.

Perhaps I'll stop by Reliquary some time for a cup. Non-alcoholic, of course. I just do not wish to cause you any further trouble, my friend, so I may keep my space.

Yours,
Lucas

[Locked to I Hughes and L Pride]
I've been holed up inside Reliquary with the fog as it is, but I wanted to ensure you're both remaining inside, where it's safe.

[Locked to L Davies]
Did you make it home safely? I'm still angered. I've no idea what to
[Not posted]

[About four am. ring.]

Not sure when you get up for work, sorry if I woke you.

Missed you at the party. Or at least I think I missed you. One would think I'd be able to tell one of my dearest friends apart from strangers.

[PUBLIC; locked from S. Preston]

Anyone willing with references for clean three star hotels in the business district?

[E. Pride.]

I'm avoiding family coming to town. Thought you should know.

[S. Preston]

When are mom and dad coming in? I'm getting a hotel room across town.

[I. Hughes]

[After this initial post.]

Are you alright?

[M. Main]

I don't want to bother

Are things at the paper

How is the ba

[Nothing sent.]

[Work email to R. Ignace]

Have you seen our illustrious employer lately?

[immediately following this]

[ UPDATE: After the post has been up for two hours, and the damage was done, the post becomes privatized to only those who were already involved in it. BUT if your character didn't get a chance to comment, and it's crucial, feel free to drop a new comment thread in and we'll say it happened before Delilah locked it. Good? Good! ]

I would very much like to send a public thank you out to Isobel Hughes, I would send flowers, but that seems hardly adequate for what she's done for me. She saved my life.

I could never be more grateful for what she did for me that night. A man mugged me last month, and she came to my rescue whether she intended to or not. I do believe that a normal, vapid partygirl would run the other way from violence, but upon seeing myself injured, she intervened.. not only healing me, but also the man that attacked me. While her help allowed him to escape, I hold no grudges and know that one day criminals like himself will be brought to justice. I can only hope he does not not do more serious damage to anyone else.

Isobel truly has a heart and hands of gold. Without her, I would have certainly met with death.

Thank you, Isobel. You have truly been touched by angels to have been given such an ability, and now the world can know it.

Going out on a limb, here, and wondering if you're the same E. Pride that once lived in Clovelly. If you aren't, please ignore this message and chalk it up to mistaken identities.

Yours,
L. Davies

[Locked to D Wallace]
Do, come and collect your brother before he walks outside and freezes.

[Locked to P Rawlings]
Warm?

[Locked to R Boudreaux and J Greene]
There's a young man called Rome who might be coming by to sweep on occasion. Try not to torment the boy.

I'm searching for a classically trained piano teacher with a verifiable history of musical education as a private hire. Obviously I would prefer a Creation. Interested parties may inquire here.

[Late Wednesday afternoon.]

Can the asshole who's screwing around with the weather yet again please knock it the hell off? Snow in May is just not cool and all you're doing is successfully becoming a pain in everyone's ass. If this is some kind of temper tantrum, well, I'd suggest you try dealing with it like a normal person. Scream into a pillow or something.

FYI, your hail did a number on my car and she's not cheap to fix. Where should I send the bill?

So. I kind of lost my job tonight.

Anyone hiring? Anyone?

[Locked to E. Pride]

Please tell me that bottle of wine I found in the cupboard wasn't anything important. If it was, I'll replace it. I kind of drank it. I'm sorry.

[Approximately eight PM.]

I want to go to Las Vegas.

Who wants to come?

[Delivered to K Ehrlich-Cohen]
[A bouquet of coffee filter flowers, made by Georgie, along with a tin of imported tea. Both items are delivered (very pompously) by one of the part-timers at Reliquary.] [Attached Card: Happy Mother's Day.]

[Lock to L Pride]
Come to Reliquary for lunch this week.

I'm over this moving thing and I'm really over the broken elevator.

Anyone want a dresser? 6 drawers, decent condition. Heavy as hell. It's sitting pretty in the lobby of Harmi Hamamti this building.

First come, first serve. Knock yourselves out.

[Locked to D Wallace]
I'll have you know I nearly perished in an attempt to find an appropriate location for the machine, but I have come upon just the thing. How are we informing our associate, and are we responsible for transportation? In which case, you are doing the heavy lifting.

[posted publicly Monday afternoon]

So. Anyone wanna go get a drink tonight? I'll buy.


[text to E. Pride]

He's gone, Eli.

[group text to everyone involved]

Meet in Bathos. 9pm. Starting at Edison. See where the night goes. If you don't show up, I will cry.

See you then!

please tell me i did not see you on the news.

[Precisely at the same time, one from Preston's personal cell, the other from his work cell. After the media lights up with this.]

[A. Sparke, private mobile line. RING.]

[E. Pride, cell, RING!!!!]