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September 26th, 2019


[info]nothingends in [info]repose

delivery; various locks.

Delivered to Theodore C's mailbox
[a half dozen homemade apple honey rugelach & a bag of coffee; accompanied by a handwritten note, that simply says 'thank you'].

[Locked: Atticus M.]
I did ask, but I think my street party company has disappeared back into the Repose woodwork. Does the offer for beer and a sailing lesson still stand?

[Locked: Noah NW]
Question for you: I know at one point we'd talked about you watching Heart for me - would you be interested in house sitting?

[info]ephemeras in [info]repose

[Lake: Atticus & Lear]

Who: Atticus & Lear
What: An encounter
Where: The lake (where Atticus always is), near the statue of Neptune
When: Nowish, fuzzy, late night
Warnings/Rating: ?

Nights were starting to get chilly. Wouldn't be long before the lake was too icy to go out on, and Atticus was starting to get antsy thinking about it. At present, the lake was his only escape. Could row close enough to the shore that he could experience life at a distance. Could hear voices. Could sometimes see people outside. Made him feel less like he was the only person on the planet. Had his computer, too. Had started being social on there, posting on forums, earning Reddit gold, learning about Discord. But wasn't the same as real people in the real world, not to him. Blame the 1999 in the guy.

Which was a wordy way to explain why he was out on the lake in the middle of the night. Dressed warmly, Walkman playing old CCR, foam headphones on his ears.

Was a clear night. Clear and quiet. Too quiet, hence the Walkman. Rowed slowly, unhurried. A beer bottle was sweating on the floor of the boat, between his sneakers and jean hems. Blame the quiet, but curiosity got the best of him; had always wanted to get a better look at that statue in the middle of the lake. Ghosts didn't like the statue, but Atticus wasn't in the mood to heed them. Wasn't a particularly reckless person, but the blame could be laid solidly at the feet of his mounting isolation-cased insanity.

[info]spacecowboys in [info]repose

Newt P, Adrian M

[Locked to Newt P]
[He has been out contemplating work options. From the Capital:] Spare a moment for me, my man.

[Locked to Adrian M]
Still incarcerated, bro?

[info]thekidwhodies in [info]repose

Public, Noah NW

corn maze! :) who wants to go?

[Noah NW]

thanks for all your help dude. but shes not coming. shes like got a kid now. guess that makes me an uncle. its weird.