Musings

[A short while after this flier shows up in the buildings.]

Someone is going to tell me what exactly happened at this mask meeting, and they are going to tell me now. If people were harmed, I need to know. jesus christ, if i sent her off to that thing angry and she was hurt

[Posted to the forum using Hal's cellphone, immediately upon dropping Eve and Quinn at the hospital (@13:25 am on the night of the vigilante meeting)]

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Pythia

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i know this is a strange thing to be askin but i know that mask meetin went down and my vigilante older brother aint come home and i was wonderin if anyone had seen him him about. he goes by jack.

Thinking about going away for the weekend- not terribly far, just nipping a jet down to Napa for a few days- but that leaves me in a bit of a fix.

The people who own the cottage I'll be staying in don't allow pets, for unfathomable reasons. And Jackson [Harrison's peppery-gray Yorkie pup] can hardly stay on his own for four days, but I hate to put him up in a kennel. Last time I tried he wouldn't sleep for a week afterwards.

Anyone want to learn an extra bit of cash with a bit of dogsitting? Jacks isn't high maintenance in the least.

Aubade residents preferred. He's allergic to dust and mold.

If you do not answer me in the next five minutes, I'm going to start knocking every door in the Hamartia until I can drag you out by your hair and shake you.

Well, loves, who managed to get themselves slaughtered? Is our beloved city going to be down a Bat or something Inky or a Clown? Or, and might I suggest this for the encore, something small and harmless? Hmmmm? I do love casualties.