Repose

hey, you around?

[Call: Amy M]
[He said he'd call and he does. The number is his own. It's evening. Ring!]

[Call: Mars M]
[Later on, he gives Mars a call too. Ring!]

[iMessage: Leena B.]
Hey. You free?

[Text: Chris F. - Timestamped: 9:01pm]
If I don't get any sort of response from you I'm going to drive out to the Capital and break into your condo and set off all the alarms and engage the cops in a wild goose chase so that they'll then be trying to find both of us at once. AND THEN I'll come back to Repose and go have tea with your brother and bake sweets with him until you come tearing in asking me what fucking screws I lost today. You've got 24hrs to respond. You're on notice.

[Public.]
Hey everyone!

It shouldn’t be cold enough for the roads to freeze overnight but keep in mind that if temps drop below 32 degrees F that roads and cars can ice up. Even if temps don’t get that cold make sure you take the time to warm up older cars before you drive them and don’t shotgun the gas on new cars until the cold engine light goes off.

[Group Lock (Clubbing): Hugh M., Chris F., Rey S., Audrey C. Alex W., Mal R., Clover W, Mao S., Leena B.]
You were all wonderful, and I hope had as much fun being out as I had going with you all. ♥

If clubbing is your thing, hit me up. I try to go at least once a month.

[Locked: Chris F.]
I love you, don’t hate me, let’s never go clubbing with a group that size again.

[Locked: Hugh M.]
I wouldn’t club parent with anyone else, but maybe let’s not do it again soon? But also, have you given more thoughts to what you want to do for your valentine’s drunken dance bash?

[Locked: Leena B.]
[...........................]Hey you. So I think we need to [...........................] Know the weather’s kinda shitty with the rain and not getting above 48 but if you want I got some extra Pozole in the shop fridge for you.

[Locked: Holly N-W.]
How are you?

[Locked: Atticus M.]
How’s the girl doing? Picked a name for her yet?

[Locked: Clover W.]
Girl. Those moves, that dress, the cute slip out at the end. I hope you got yourself some fun follow-up action. Also, let’s get on that corset, yeah?

[Text: Hector]
¡Hola papá! Cocine pozole.

[Text: Artemis. From: 000-000-0000.]
? - I.

[Locked to Audrey C]
[He has a ...feeling something's up.]

Hey dude

[Locked to Tandy B]
Dude my life turned upside down but I didn't forget about you

Fuck this stupid ass town and its stupid mansions.

[The call comes after 9PM. Normally, by then, Noah would be in the room at the B&B, watching Netflix or whatever. Not tonight.]

[Call: Holly NW]
[RING!]

[Mal R]

so something weird happened

[Holly NW]

hey dude howre you doing?

[Noah NW]

hey you guys have a good christmas?

[Voicemail: Seven M - backdated, way late on Christmas night]

Heyy. Voicemail. [Thick. Slurred.] You’re not picking up. Wow, okay. I thought maybe saying Merry Christmas wasn’t a big deal. I guess. Maybe it is, fuck I hate voicemail. It’s like just there, you know? You can't like, take it back or make it heard. You could just delete this I guess. Fuck. Merry Christmas, man. I guess that’s, yeah. That’s all. [Pause. Breathing. Then end.]

[Forums: Hannah S/Amy M]

[Late: also Christmas night.]

Hey Amy?

[Text to Noah NW]
[After this, while he's in his hospital room and Noah's off running errands. The nerve-block has worn off, and he's trying not to hit the pain button too often, but mostly he's kinda messed up in the head at the moment, and he knows he's confusing Noah over there. So, text:]
hey.
it's fine.
just seeing her name was weird.
and i still don't think you have anything to apologize for.
i'm not gonna tell you that you can't,
but idt you need to.

[Locked to Dante Z]
hey.
we're going to have to postpone racing.

[Locked to Tandy B]
so,
what's up with you?

[Locked to Claire J]
hey claire.
i haven't heard from gramps in a while.
i was wondering if you have?

[Between this and this. Before Holly wakes up.]

[Locked to Atticus M]
Sorry Mr. McV what's up

[Locked to Audrey C]
Hey you ok?

ETA: [Locked to Rey S]
Hey um question?

[Locked to Alex W]
I'm calling someone about the B&B windows and Atticus says I should send them to you. What time works?

[Locked to Leena B]
Hey?

[Separate locks to all]

Roll call, everybody better be fucking alive. I'm not asking a lot here ppl

[Public]

So where do we think this ranks on Repose fuckery list? Above being trapped in the dark/somebody else's dream?

[Group lock: Amy M+Mars M+Jamie M+David N]
sound off.

[Group lock: Amy M+Marta F]
all good?

[Locked to Billy K]
[Someone has to check on him, so...] hey.

[Locked to Si M]
[Late. Late, late, late. After returning from New York. Around 2 am, and all the lights in her trailer are dark.]

Hi.

[Locked to Jamie M]
so, are we talking?

[locked: theodore c.]

Are you free?

I may not be good company, so feel free to say no.

[The police show up at her recovery center. It's not anything she'd been expecting, and when she walks into her doctor's office for her normal appointment to see two cops standing there waiting for her, she immediately wonders if Seven wasn't able to pull the strings to get her out of her release arrangement. She wonders if they're there to relocate her - recovery to lock-up. But no, they have her sit down and start to ask her questions about Destiny. The news hits her like a truck - Destiny disappearing - and the progress she's made with speaking quickly evaporates in the stress of the questioning. Her doctor stays to help her along, but there's not much she can tell the officers. She hadn't seen Destiny in far too long, but that had more to do with her own issues and actions before landing in rehab. And no, she had no idea where the other woman would've gone. Without phone, without her brother... she tries to make them understand that Destiny wouldn't have left Wyatt like that. But the questions seem clinical, only going through the motions, and once they finish and excuse themselves, Marta spends a good hour in the room, trying to talk through things with her doctor.

It's not until much later the next day that another thing they'd said ("your belongings are being held in storage until you're released") made her realize that without Destiny and the house, Marta had nowhere to go once she was out. Somehow not thinking to reach out to people she already knows - actual friends - she turns instead to the forum.]

[Typed carefully and posted publicly, using her actual name.]

Looking for room to rent in town. Beginning late September or early october. Will need to talk about rent. Serious messages only please.

[Si M]
Hi. Marta wants us to visit, and they came to ask about Destiny. Do you know her brother? Someone should see if he's okay, but I don't talk to him.

[Claire J]
Hi. Do you have any stories about nice drinks today?

[F Eames & J Arthur]
I don't think I can do it.

Drugs?

[An hour and a half after this. Ring!]