Musings

( Delivered to all of the apartments and posted on the lobby bulletin boards )

[During this]

[Locked to L Henry]
Why didn't you say anything about Quinn?

People are bastard fucks.

[After this, and while she is still at the hospital with Job.]

[Call to T Brandon]
Ring.

Mr. Monarch,

I just wanted to check in on you and see how you and your family were doing. If there's anything I can do to help, please let me know.

- Hayley

[posted friday afternoon]

I have no idea if you're even around, or what's going on, because it's not like I'm in any sort of loop where I'd be told. But... if you are back? Could you let me know? I've been worried something awful about you and I know I'd sleep better at night if I knew you were at least safe.

Just a message. Even just a hey... I'm just worried.

[phone call to Athena Henderson, Friday evening]

Ring ring!

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[Text to Preston Rawlings, early Friday evening]

You ready for Monday?

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[Locked to Poe Moira]

It's been a bit since we spoke. If you have a moment, could we talk? Nothing bad, promise.

[After talking to Hayley, on his way to his apartment in Aubade.]

[Comm to the Bat]
We got to stop this, and we got to stop this now.

Note to self: Angry mobs do not like water balloons dropped on them.

I feel like that girl in the tower who wasn't ALLOWED TO LEAVE.

Who wants to play a game?

I'll start. My name is Alice, my husband's name is Arthur, we live in Alaska and sell Afghans.