w. earp (owndamnweapon) wrote in valloic, @ 2020-07-25 12:34:00 |
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A lot, a lot, had happened just in the last few hours since she’d wound up in this place. Vallo. Whatever it was. Some sort of other world and there was, as far as she knew currently, no way back. Thanks, Jeremy. At least the guy at the DOA had been able to get her a cup of coffee, though now the hunger was starting to settle in after wandering for a while once she’d been set up with her network. Phone? It seemed like a phone. But her own phone wasn’t working at all, no service and a battery that was almost dead at this point. But at least she’d been able to get ahold of Doc. He really was here but how? Had he managed to wind up here from the Garden? If that was the case, then there was obviously a connection between here and there. Too bad she wasn’t the person who could figure that out. So now she sat and waited for him, leaning back against the back of the bench with one leg bent and her foot pressed into so she could rest her chin on her knee. There was a mostly empty, mostly cold cup of coffee next to her and the new phone was in her hand as she went through it trying to figure out how it worked. What else was she supposed to do?
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