Musings

[locked to I. Hughes, posted anonymously]

I saw what was posted about your ability, I just [...] wanted you to know you aren't the only healer out there, if you need help or just wanted to talk.

[locked to Rescue]

I'm not sure if you saw, but a woman was outed as a healer on the forums, I don't know if she'll need help, or if she's the same woman you were talking about before but after everything you've warned me about I'm worried for her.

[Email to L Morgenstern at Kings County PD]
Attached are my findings on: a) The thirteen victims of the recent bombings. Forensic information on material in the pipe bombs is included. Chemicals and materials are inexpensive, general supply goods. b) The death ruling for the Michael Eyerson case, which has already been provided to the D.A.'s office. c) The ruling on the Jane Doe slaying at the warehouse downtown. Additionally, I've included the autopsy reports for the snow related deaths, as well as the information I have sent to FAA for the international plane crash.

[Email to K Mancuso]
Thirteen bodies for you, plus one Jane Doe. [Report for the Jane Doe killing attached. She figures he's seen the news about the bombings.]

[Email to Oracle]
[Basic body count for all crimes related to the bombings (13), the plane crash (257), and the snow (89).] I wish I had better news to provide to you.

Okay fess up. Who used the last of the good coffee and stuck me with the tiny can of instant that expired two years ago? I know it was one of you!

[ E-Mail: C. Valance]

Evening Aroha,

Sorry, it took me longer than I expected to get settled in. It's strange being back home, but not. All the places are the same and even the people are similar but nothings right. I guess it's for the best as I didn't really want to see old family friends. How's things back in Seattle?

Arohanui,
Theo

[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?

[Playing in Aubade #401. With various pauses and efforts at experimental phrasing, though definitely not for the first time.]

[ E-mail to R. Morgenstern ]

Rowan,

Good work on the Bernstein case. Mr. Bernstein just called me asking for me to thank you on his behalf for your hard work. I gave him your home phone number, as I thought you'd like to hear his thanks for yourself. Have yourself a good weekend. You deserve it.

- Kayla

[ Locked to C. Knight ]

I saw the bird-man. He's gotten better. It's beautiful, Charlie.

A murderer, really? Is that what you've been telling people I am?

Let me tell you something, Isobel. Please put down your banana daiquiri and club-wear long enough to pay attention..

I trusted you with a lot that night, not just as a fellow Creation, but as a woman. I guess I was wrong to do so.

Or maybe you're right, maybe I'll just suck it up and be a murderer..

[Delivered Friday afternoon to Bathos 502]

The box is plain, computer-printed address label. Inside is the scarf that had been left behind at the hospital, laundered and folded neatly, wrapped in tissue paper. There is no note.

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[Delivered Friday afternoon to Aubade 504]

This box is also plain, though the address is handwritten, no return address. Inside, wrapped in tissue paper, is the top that had been left behind that night. It's been cleaned professionally. Tucked atop the tissue paper is a short note.

Reina,

My apologies for not returning this sooner. I would like to see you again, under less alcohol-fueled circumstances, though I understand if you do not share this thought.

Yours,
Shiloh

Email to P. Rawlings

Alright, how much trouble am I in? What did I miss? I assume we did not go belly up? I suspect I'd have heard about it on the news. I have presents. :-D

Email to R. Ignace

Reina,

Did you miss me? I have presents.

Anton.

[Email to B. Sablier]

Papa,

I'm going outside. And you can't stop me. THE END.

LOVE YOU!!

Evangeline.


[Text message to H. Radcliffe]

What time are you off work??? Lets go somewhere.

[Locked to H. Radcliffe]

Hey Little Bit, what did I miss? Everything good on your end?

[Locked to E. Pride]

Hello there Bossman, I imagine I ain't on your good list right about now. If you still got room for me, I still need the work. But if not, I get it hey. I had a leave town in a hurry family emergency. Sorry I didn't call first.

[Delivered via USPS to Wren in the jailhouse.]

The return address is 'Charlie Wallace (yes Drake he used your last name and his dog's first name), the address if investigated at all is a legit address in Boston. It's a church. Nothing out of the ordinary. And nothing that anyone reading it or investigating at the jail (because they like to read inmate mail!!) would find all that fishy. And nothing cluing anyone in to knowing it was from the police chief! Wren would obviously know it was from Kyle. The back of the envelope has a paw print!

Hey you,

We're thinking about you, keep your chin up. I swear everything is gonna be alright. I promise. We miss you, and hope to see you real soon. Smile for me.

Love,

Charlie and family.

[After giving the police a few days to scramble around looking for evidence.]

I feel that I have made my message clear. The system in this city is ineffective, and the masks are not willing to go far enough in administering true justice. I have no interest in innocents, and I have done everything within my power to inflict no collateral damage at all. All I am interested in is the wicked in this world, and where they are presented to me, I will strike them down. I do not ask that everyone does the same. I only ask to be left to my work.

[Public]

Oh hell, do I love drinking.  Anyone up for round...the next one?

[Locked to D. Wallace]

Damn man, you're fun.  If you ever need another drinking buddy, hit me up.  [number]