Repose

[Muerte]

I'm sorry.

[Stephanie M.]

Cat's out of the state, so we need to just get this over with before I do something really stupid. Are you good to fight?

[Melody B.]

Are you somewhere safe?

[Jack P.]

What did you have for dinner tonight, my friend?

[Locked to "Muerte"]
Hey. Cat said she yelled at you or something and something was going on with you being addicted to Eddie?

[Locked to Stephanie M]
Hey, man.

[Locked to Eddie N]
Cat had to unexpectedly leave town because Helena got attacked by a growling thing in New Jersey. Jsyk.

[After too many days of being stuck in silence, only encountering people as she's (they're) taking them and escorting them onward, she feels like she's going to unravel if she doesn't talk to someone alive.]

котенок?

[Locked to the Mean-Eyed Cat employees: Claire J+Jamie M+Kyle C+Tod G]
Hey, everyone, I just wanted to post, so we could introduce ourselves to Jamie and Kyle, who're our two newest employees.

[Once Cat starts messaging. Almost like it was a summons and they're now able to write and reply to things.]

Eddie?

[Locked to Em/Tod]
Do representations of death go book diving?

[Locked to Stephanie]
Go on, tell me you ended up in a tawdry romance.

[Locked to Eddie]
[After swinging by to change after the party and before meeting Reece at the theater. His living room is messy.] Did you do dapperly impressive things, Edison?

[Locked to Cat C]
I'm back. Doing okay?

[Locked to the Mean-Eyed Cat]
I'm back. How's the bar?

[Locked to Marta F]
Sorry I missed you. I'll be going to the book thing.

[Locked to PJ R]
Let me know if you need anything while settling in, PJ.

[After the brief texting with Reece.]

If I ask, are you just going to tell me everything is fine?

[Eddie]
[Added after talking with Cat for a bit.]
Eddie.

[Locked to 'Em'/Muerte/Tod]
[A dropbox link to the decrypted files containing only the names and addresses of the four most integral scientists, who were involved with the 'de-aging' of himself and Cat. The link deactivates after a few hours and the files can't be found.]

[Locked to Mean-Eyed Cat employees: Steve, Claire, Tod]

Greetings and salutations. Cat will be out of town for a little longer, so I'm taking over watching the bar for her. Under my rule, you have my permission to make appletinis.

[Public]

Is the Vade Mecum Collection a BYOB party or?

[After this.]

[Locked to Newt P]
Darling?

[Locked to Eddie N]
Edison.

[Locked to Dahlia H]
Alright, show your face. It's important.

[Locked to Mean-Eyed Cat employees: Steve, Claire, Tod]
I know it's short notice, but can someone cover me for the next week or so? I'm going to be in the Capital.

[Text: Reece E]
You can say I told you so.

[The day after one of Tod's shifts at the bar. Someone happened to find Reece's phone number on a piece of paper tucked near the phone. The number it comes from only just reads "Mobile", but it's local.]

Ring.

[Private to Misha B.]

Hey kid, you holding up?

[Muerte]

Greeting from the chaos.

[After walking to the bar to find this on the door.]

[Cat C]
Were you planning to tell me that I didn't have to come into work today? Everything okay?

[Eddie N]
[...]
Hey. I know I agreed I'd leave you and Stephanie alone, but have you heard from Cat?

[Cat C.]

Well.

[Muerte]

Settled in?

[Public]

Did you move into a house with a bunch of old arcade cabinets in the basement? Are you clearing out your grandfather's collection of pong consoles for profit? Know a guy who knows a guy that wants to sell their old pinball machine? Let me know.

Who: Muerte and Cat
What: A reunion
Where: The Mean-Eyed Cat
When: Now-ish
Warnings/Rating: None, but will update if needed.

( The facade was as colorful and chaotic as it always had been )

[Locked to Em Graves/Muerte/Death]
[She tries multiple locks.] Well, at least you remember what I like to drink.

[Locked to Eddie N]
So, Holly implies I'm a bad friend, Edison. Which means you now get peppered with a thousand concerns I was trying to spare you. Congratulations. How are we doing?

[Once the letters are delivered. The forum name shows as Tod G. ...This time.]

( Dearest, )

[At midnight (just to be extra dramatic), a single heavier gust of wind cuts from one end of town to the other. That's it, just the once. Many people are asleep, and so won't notice it. Others are watching tv, or listening to music, or other less wholesome things, and don't hear that single rush. For those few that do, it almost sounds like the beat of a giant wing - just once, and then no more. It's easily missed and easily ignored.

Then the silence returns, the snow falls steadily to the ground, and there's no other sign of anything strange happening. Even with the late hour, a young man checks into the motel at the north end of town. His jacket sleeves are pulled down against the winter chill, but when handing over the cash for the room, his left one rides up enough to reveal the ankh tattooed on the inside of his wrist. He's quiet, doesn't give a name (but the clerk doesn't seem to remember to ask), and he takes up residence in one of the rooms on the second floor.]

Who: Muerte
What: Fade and a letter
Where: Repose → New Jersey
When: Before the shenanigans at Tethys
Warnings/Rating: Sad? Nothing too drastic.

( that's not what I expected... )